Dragon Spring Sword Light

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.