Chapter 162 (1/2)

”It's said that Jiang Han went down the mountain all night yesterday. It's estimated that he can't bear humiliation.”

”It must be. Jiang Han won the championship for two consecutive times. In this most important session, he even held his fist in the challenge arena. There was a trace of indecipherable light in his eyes, and he was a little lucky.

”It's really a narrow road for friends. Muxian ran into Zhang Heng of the monastery in southwest province.”

”The cold in front just hit the face of the monastery in southwest province, and it hit me in the twinkling of an eye.”

”This little beauty is estimated to lose this game. Zhang Heng is a martial artist in the middle of Huajin. Her strength can't be checked much even compared with Yue Wen. This beauty was promoted in the last round because of the reputation of Longcheng monastery. Her real strength must be average.”

At the bottom, there was a clear analysis of the martial artist, and others nodded in agreement. They were not optimistic about Muxian.

Only Zhou Yi shook his head after hearing this. Zhang Heng is definitely not the opponent of Muxian. Zhou Yi knows the Muxian in previous lives, and he can see the strength of the current Muxian.

Only three words, very terrible!

Even the cold is not necessarily strong!

This is Zhou Yi's judgment. As a woman, most men in the world couldn't lift their heads. After the arrival of xianwuji, the former Muxian was almost the most dazzling martial artists in China, trying to suppress the existence of heroes in the world!

It is said that Zhongmu immortal has a very rare constitution. She is naturally friendly to martial arts and spiritual Qi. No matter what skill she practices, she is thousands of miles a day. It can be said that she is a standard protagonist template.

Funny, Zhang Heng thought he was sure to win. Unexpectedly, when he met Mu Xian, he would definitely be cast a shadow in his heart.

Muxian didn't speak. She was cold-blooded, so she just took a look at Zhang Heng, who had a pleased look in her eyes, and started directly.

Zhang Heng was thinking about how many martial artists looked at him after he won the herding fairy, but he found that there was a figure suddenly in front of him. He was wearing a blue skirt and looked like a fairy. Even if he shot, he also had a bit of Fairy Spirit.

Zhang Heng responded hurriedly. He stretched out his fist and roared at Mu Xian. There was no difference between men and women in the formal duel, so he wouldn't keep his hand.

Zhang Heng thought so, and he did so, but when he was as fast as thunder, he didn't even touch the corner of Muxian's clothes.

How could she be so fast! Zhang Heng was shocked and thought that in a blink, Mu Xian disappeared in front of him.