C430 Next Round

Han Piaoxue was standing not far away. Her hand was gently caressing the Nethersnow Divine Sword, but she did not take advantage of the situation.

Bodhi Nuoxi closed his eyes and sat upright, healing his wounds. He did not care about the situation here.

"It was really a fluke!" Zhao Han's body became weak and she almost fell to the ground.

Yang Tiange struggled to get up