However, he did not let his guard down.
Otherwise, the opportunity would become a crisis.
"Huhuhu…"
A huge whistling sound tore through the air.
Zhou Han took a closer look and saw a blue-gold light.
It attacked with violent sword aura.
"Come to me!" Zhou Han shouted. He willed the wind to transform into a huge hand.
He quickly grabbed at the sword light.
"Pfff…"
In the next second, Zhou Han's expression froze.
The sword light pierced through the huge hand without any obstruction.
"What a fast sword!" Before he could sigh, the blue-gold sword light had already reached Zhou Han.
Then, a large number of sparks appeared on his equipment.
Crack, crack, crack…
-324,000
-396,000
-455,000
…
In less than 0.1 seconds, the Dragon Spring Sword Light attacked thirty to forty times.
It was even more shockingly fast.
Zhou Han did not even react.
