Move! You're moving!

The audience, who had not yet had enough of it, roared silently in their hearts, but when they saw the situation in the arena again, they all woke up.

It turned out to be the center of the training ground, and only two figures remained.

Han Lin waved the sword lightly in his right hand, and with a brush, the tip of the sword stopped close to Zhao Budao's throat, and the terrifying lightning on the tip of the sword continued to swallow.

The cold on the sword made Zhao Budao have goosebumps on his neck, and he resisted the urge to swallow saliva, for fear that his throat would be cut open by touching the Dragon Thunder Sword.

"I—I throw in the towel...... Please let me go......"

A drop of cold sweat followed Zhao Evangelism......

"Xenomorph Invasion" Chapter 195 The Belief of Not Retreating

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