C637 Fellow Daoist I'll Lend You My Arm

At a certain moment, Lin Han suddenly felt a chill on her back, and a trickle of cold sweat rolled down her forehead.

"Fellow taoist, lend me your arm!" This cold voice rang out by his ear, and then without any warning, a silvery white light sword appeared in the air.

The Blade of Space!

Lin Han wanted to dodge, but in the next moment, her heart sank