Seeing those people getting closer and closer, Han Yan's heart rose to her throat. Just at this moment, Tang Bufan threw the two longswords in his hands and retreated swiftly.
In a battle between masters, there's no such thing as fleeing the battle, even throwing away swords in terror. The two opponents revealed a disdainful glance as they slashed with their swords.
It was at this moment that a sly smile appeared at the corners of Tang Bufan's mouth.
In Han Yan's eyes, there was also a trace of a smile.
This Tang Bufan doesn't seem to be as pedantic as I thought. Is it really the influence of one's environment?
"Boom! Boom!" Two loud explosions sounded simultaneously.
The two Holy Court Sword Masters trembled as the powerful air current forced them to retreat repeatedly. Before they could even react to what was happening, Han Yan had already flown up, her brilliant Sword Light slicing across their chests.
