If it weren't for the sharpness of the Sword Xiachan, he'd probably have been taken out by these people long ago.
But even with the divine weapon like Sword Xiachan, Xia Chan was covered in wounds at this moment.
Several ribs in the chest were broken, the body was slashed more than a dozen times, and the most fatal was a fracture in her left hand. Her right foot was also injured.
At this moment, she held the Sword Xiachan in one hand. Around her, more than a dozen mercenaries had formed a kind of formation. Constantly closing in on her, these people were some skillful hands, she clearly knew in her heart that once they launched an attack, she'd be taken out in an instant.
