After rushing out a few more steps, Tang Ruoxue seemed to be able to see the vague figure in the cover.

It was the masked man who was fighting against him.

The facial features are facing downwards, with blood on both sides, like a coma.

"It's finally over..."

Tang Ruoxue exhaled a breath of depression in his chest, and the air flowed smoothly into the air through his throat, without any sound.

Looking at the young man with his mask in sight, Tang Ruoxue threw away the spear that had been completely destroyed and pulled out a dagger with his backhand.

Whether the other party is dead or unconscious, Tang Ruoxue will make up for this knife.

She suddenly pressed the back of the masked young man's head with her left hand, and the dagger in her right hand drew an arc.

It stabbed the other party hard on the back.

But when he was about to touch the other party, the young man in mask suddenly smiled and his body moved. He turned over like a raccoon cat and threw a sword.
Chapter completed!