The supporters of Zhan Tiannan, on the contrary, cheered so much that Qin's fans were upset.
"Nange is invincible! Nange will win!... "
"Nan Ge Nan Ge, I love you!..."
Most of his supporters are girls. When these girls shout, they ignore their boyfriends. They want to let them shout together to express their loyalty.
In the crowd's cheers and shouts of surprise, Qin wujuan's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her hands were in a circle in front of her chest, and then she put up two bamboo shoots like index fingers. Suddenly, a wisp of crystal awn appeared on the tip of the index finger and shot into her forehead. As soon as crystal awn entered her forehead, she gently opened her lips and spitted out a mist from her mouth. In a moment, she turned into a small spirit hand and grasped Zhan Tiannan.
Zhan Tiannan uses the unique skill of the combination of spirit and yuan, which is also his master's skill. Under the spirit skill, the conventional true Qi moves are as vulnerable as nothing. If you want to crack them, you can use the same spirit skill to deal with them.
And Qin wujuan uses a telepathic hand, which is also her family skill. Her telepathic hand can not only grasp the spirit, but also urge the spirit, causing damage to the other party's soul. This is also her greatest achievement in the past ten years.
When Zhan Tiannan was about to split her in half, the little hand came in an instant and grasped the back of his Lingyuan blade. The blade was less than inch away from Qin wuheng. Qin wuheng's pretty face turned white under the chill of the blade, and her hair was flowing in the wind.
And her little hand, holding on the broad back of the knife, seemed so disharmonious, as if she would get rid of it at any time.
People were so frightened by this danger that they cried out again. Some people did not breathe out: "hold on, goddess, hold on to the knife!"
"It's a pity that I've been caught too. Come on, brother Nan!"
While fans of both sides are clamoring, Qin wujuan's little hand has already picked up Zhan Tiannan. As she is preparing to summon the spirit, Zhan Tiannan's Lingyuan sword suddenly grows longer, like a virtual fish scale bone, which penetrates Qin wujuan's heart very quickly.
"No, the spirit sword has become a thorn. Goddess, be careful!..."
"Nange is great. The longer you get, the better..."
Mi Chen was also attracted by his soul skills, which made him not expect that Zhan Tiannan could refine the soul to such a degree. It was really not a false name. He was able to stand in the top three. It was really extraordinary.
What surprised him even more was the little hand that Qin Wu Jue spat out. Most of the soul skills were used to cooperate with the attack. Unexpectedly, she could cultivate the soul into a little hand, and this little hand could catch each other's soul. It really opened his eyes.
At this time, Zhan Tiannan's Lingyuan stab was about to pierce Qin wuheng's heart. In this extremely urgent situation, Qin wuheng's small mouth opened again, spitting out a small soul shield from it, blocking Zhan Tiannan's Lingyuan stab.
Under the inertia of this attack, Qin Wuzhen's whole body was forced to float backward. Although her people floated, Ren zhantiannan couldn't pierce the shield.
At this time, Qin Wuhu's little hand suddenly became big and very big. He wrapped Zhan Tiannan in it. His soul sword trembled and his long stab slowly retracted. Then he heard a cry: "Ho".
Qin Wuzhen's big hand was broken through a hole, and Zhan Tiannan lay on the ground like a stream of crystal. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then slowly got up.
At the moment when her big hand was pierced, Qin Wuzhen quickly took back the spirit urging hand and the little spirit shield. A little blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but she didn't fall down. Instead, she tried to keep her graceful posture and landed on the stage.
There is no doubt that she won the battle. Although she won by a narrow margin, she still won. As long as she won, it doesn't matter whether she won by a narrow margin.
As soon as Qin Wu Heng stood firm, Yun Bu Yi looked at her.