"I'm sorry..."
Standing on the spot, Xiao Han felt the terrifying aura coming from the front. He looked at song Qingruo in his arms and revealed a bitter smile, "I have no other cards..."
At this point, all of his trump cards had been used up. Facing the ferocious Sword of Buddha, he had no other way. It was already amazing that he could do this.
After all, this was not an ordinary weapon. It was a real Earth Heavenly Weapon. In Huo Changliu's hands, it had displayed more than half of its power.
To put it bluntly, even if a real Demigod level cultivator was standing in front of Huo Changliu, he would not be able to do anything to Huo Changliu, who was holding the Sword of Buddha. He would be killed easily.
It was already pretty good that Xiao Han could do this all the way. In Xiao Han's arms, Song Qingruo didn't say anything. She only tightened her arms slightly and hugged Xiao Han silently.
