"I understand." Luo Lin turned her head and looked at Han Wenyue, who was fighting with the weirdo. She wanted to say something, but she held back and smiled.
Zhao Zhiqiu was like crazy at this time. Every time he attacked, he would ask about his father's whereabouts, but the weirdo did not answer his question.
Han Wenyue found that this guy seemed to be a little afraid of the Sword of Fire. He always defended with all his strength in the face of her attack, but he seemed to deal with Zhao Zhiqiu's attack casually. In a short period of time, several holes had been pierced in his black robe by Zhao Zhiqiu, revealing the dark red "body".
Han Wenyue retreated the sword in her panic. Her sword changed rapidly. It was the 36 Thunderstrikes! With a series of hissing sounds, she instantly thru
