Chapter 102: A Strong Enemy

"Hahaha, avenge Gu Nu, don't you think this sentence sounds so funny?" Mingquan listened to Fang Miao's question, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Listening to Mingquan's tone, it didn't seem that he had come to avenge Gu Nu.

If not, then for what?

No matter what he came here for, he was their enemy. Fang Miao still paid strict attention to Mingquan's every move, "Gu Nu is the number of heavens in your Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, don't you have any reason to avenge her when she dies?"

"Heh, are you trying to give me a reason to kill you?" asked Mingquan rhetorically.

"Tianzihao is dead, don't you have to die just because you are just a Xuanzi Dharma Protector?" Refusing Fang Miao knew, none of the four major Dharma Protectors had stepped into the Huadan Mirror, not to mention that if Mingquan's strength was stronger than Gu Nu's, then why did he only succumb to the Xuanzi Number?

Although this Mingquan did not have so many legends in the cultivation realm, no, it should be said that if it weren't for the fact that the four great protectors were too famous, almost no one would care about him, with such an idea, Fang Miao didn't take him seriously when facing Mingquan.

"Huh. Mingquan didn't continue to answer Fang Miao's words, just laughed simply, and then turned his gaze to the three girls behind Fang Miao.

His eyes swept over the steamed bun, and then scanned at the gentle body, at this time, Mingquan's brows suddenly wrinkled, and after a while, the frowning brows quietly loosened, and then his eyes fell on Yanran, this time Mingquan did not frown, but smiled slightly.

Yan Ran noticed the unkindness in the other party's eyes, and the feeling of fear and timidity that ran out of her heart hit again, and Yan Ran was stared at by Mingquan's eyes and broke out in a cold sweat.

Maybe it's because I'm too scared, the fear and resistance that comes from my heart.

No, this is a fear from blood, please be timid.

Yan Ran stretched out a small hand and pulled the corner of her gentle clothes, wanting to ask for gentle help.

Sister Wenwen, I'm so scared, this person is terrible.

Feeling that the corners of her clothes were pulled by Yan Ran, she gently put her eyes on Yan Ran, and saw that Yan Ran was actually unusually cold in a cold sweat, and her eyes looked at the direction of Mingquan with a dull look.

It doesn't feel good!

Gently took Yanran's hand and put it in her palm and clenched it tightly, "Sister Yanran, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

The gentle voice was very indifferent, but it seemed to be like a stream of warm water slowly penetrating Yanran's little heart, and then Yanran's heart that was still terrified just now actually eased down magically.

The heart eased, and Yan Ran smiled at each other gently.

This qiē happened in less than a minute, because it was so fast, even Yan Ran couldn't understand why she was so frightened by Mingquan.

Fang Miao felt that Mingquan's eyes were actually towards Yanran's side, and he was very angry, and his anger went straight to his brain, "Mingquan said, why are you here?"

Mingquan smiled, "Why? Do you think I'm here to talk to you?"

"In that case, let's fight! Why all this nonsense. "Fang Miao can't allow Yan Ran to be hurt, Mingquan has not left, and they can't hurry, it's better to have a quick decision.

"That's what you want. Mingquan is still smiling.

The two sides said that they would fight, and quickly opened up their positions. Fang Miao didn't forget to care about Yan Ran when she was ready to fight, "Gentle Daoist also asks you to help me take care of Yan Ran." ”

The gentle nod behind him replied, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Sister Yanran." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Quan put away his smile and immediately took off, directly attacking Fang Miao with a single kick.

Ordinary martial arts are not a problem at all for Fang Miao. I saw Fang Miao directly grab the foot that Ming Quan attacked and pull it back.

"Bang. ”

Mingquan was directly thrown away by Fang Miao.

Fang Miao was also a little happier in his heart to be able to defeat Mingquan in his first move, but his face was still very strict.

Being thrown away by Fang Miao, the name of the place was surprisingly not annoyed, but with a smile on his face, he got up from the yellow earth, and Mingquan laughed, "Heh, is it that you have so much ability?"

The person who was thrown out by him actually dared to speak wildly, maybe the other party really has some real ability.

Fang Miao didn't dare to slack off, and this time he directly took the initiative to attack Mingquan.

With both hands together, in the blink of an eye, a flying sword with electric light had already appeared in Fang Miao's hand.

The electric light on the flying sword was still bubbling with a "zizzle" sound.

"The source of anger, the dragon sword god, the sword that turns the sky upside down. ”

As soon as Fang Miao's words fell, the flying sword produced in his hand was directly like the shape of a dragon, and with the cry of a dragon, it slashed directly on Mingquan's head.

"Hmm......"

Seeing that the flying sword was about to directly cut Mingquan's head in half, it stopped sliding down only a millimeter away from his skull.

I saw that at this time, the head was in danger of splitting his head in half at any time, and the corners of Mingquan's mouth were still rising, full of smiles.

At this time, I suddenly heard a very painful "hmm" sound coming from the flying sword, and the flying sword was still shaking, trying to break free and return to Fang Miao's hands.

Since the flying sword swayed, the flying sword still couldn't close the distance between itself and Mingquan's head by one millimeter.

Hmm......mm

Not good!

Fang Miao felt bad, and shouted, "Return!"

Flying Sword listened to Fang Miao's order and wanted to leave Mingquan's head, but at this time, Fang Miao saw that this matter was really not good.

I saw that the flying sword tried hard to leave Mingquan's head, but it couldn't leave, just a millimeter away from Mingquan's head, as if there was some kind of magnetic field on Mingquan's body that had deeply sucked the flying sword and couldn't break free.

Fang Miao had already frowned into the word "Chuan", and this was the first time he had encountered this situation.

Fang Miao was already dripping with sweat, but Mingquan was still full of spring breeze and smiling, "Heh, since your flying sword wants to split my head, do I also want to split this flying sword in half?"

After speaking, Mingquan smiled slightly confidently, and then saw that the flying sword on his head was suddenly broken in half, fell to the ground and turned into powder and dispersed with the wind.

His flying sword was folded into powder like this, and it seems that the strength of this Shura is extraordinary.

In a relatively safe position, Yan Ran saw that Fang Miao's flying sword was directly split into powder by Mingquan, and she no longer cared about her fear of Mingquan's bloodline, and shouted, "Senior brother, you have to come on." ”