Chen Fan silently watched Zhen Qing below.
Zhen Qing's recent series of counterattacks were dazzling to witness.
This woman, who previously needed Ye Hao's support, just walked by herself.
In the fight, the weak surprisingly overpowered the strong, at the lowest cost, adding to the opponent's injuries!
These moves and tactics must have been practiced countless times on the edge of death, fighting against strong opponents or monsters to be so swift and fierce!
Each move is fatal, and every step is thrilling!
"Huff!"
"Huff!"
"Huff!"
Standing on the cliff, Chen Fan could clearly hear the heavy breathing of Zhen Qing and Ye Hao.
It seemed like Zhen Qing had the upper hand, but she was exhausted after the fight.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the black-robed man.
After walking a few steps forward, the black-robed man's right hand leaned on a tree trunk.
His injuries were not as severe as Zhen Qing's.
