Ao Fangchen lightly pushed his palms forward, causing Han Yan and the two others to involuntarily step back.
Could it be that they really were defeated just like that? No, they absolutely couldn't lose! Han Yan knew that if they lost, it would be as if she were a useless person, life worse than death!
Han Yan bit the tip of her tongue, letting out a sharp cry, as a fierce battle spirit burned from within her like never before.
At this moment, Han Yan forgot about life and death, forgot about worry, and felt no fear. In her heart, there was only one word: Fight!
All her mental state poured wholly into this single sword.
In that instant, it seemed as if the entire world had merged into one with her! Even Zhao Sinin's crazed, reckless battle spirit, Yue Fanchen's resolute death-defying heart, and the sword consciousness of reincarnation formed by the three of them, all blended into her mental state.
"Buzz!" A sound like divine music echoed in Han Yan's mind.
