C1373 The Empress Descended!

At the same time, Nalan Fuyan closed her eyes and grabbed something with her right hand. She used her last bit of strength to slap it forward.

"Hmm? You still want to struggle?"

ZhaoMo snorted in disdain and flipped his Big Spear. Right in the palm. At the same time, he saw the object in Nalan Fuyan's palm clearly. Subconsciously, he waved his hand and 70% of the force dispersed