C57 Polar Death

"Niuniu, you must be alright, I'll be right there." Xuanyuan Wentian quickly rushed out of the tournament arena. Xuanyan Sword, please help me once again return to the Devil Realm. " Facing the Xuan-Yuan Sword in his hand, he said nervously.

"Wait a moment." Song Yuejia suddenly blocked in front of Xuanyuan Wentian.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way." Xuanyuan Wentian said angrily