บท 177: Nine Nether Blood Gu (1)

Just as Zhou Han was about to leave, a furious and unwilling voice came from behind.

"What's the matter?"

Hearing that the voice was Dongfang Bufan, Zhou Han frowned and said coldly without turning around.

"Hand over your sword!"

Dongfang Bufan was very unhappy. He originally wanted to show off in front of so many girls today.

In the end, not only did he not show off, but he was also in such a sorry state that his fans were about to fall out.

The culprit was Zhou Han.

At this moment, there was only one way for him to regain everyone's admiration.

That was to trample Zhou Han under his feet, so he used this method to find trouble.

"Hand over the sword?"

"Why should I?" Zhou Han retorted in amusement, his eyes filled with disdain.

"I almost exhausted the Wind Lord phantom before you successfully picked up the scraps."

"I didn't expect you to be so despicable!"