Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

Zhuo Yifan's sword was fast and sharp, and he didn't give the opponent a chance to dodge at all.Under the embarrassing parry of the master of the Long family, the spiritual weapon in his hand soon collided with Zhuo Yifan's long sword.The momentary collision of two long swords that were also spirit weapons produced a wave of aura, but abruptly ejected the two of them in opposite directions.

Zhuo Yifan's face was full of shock.He didn't expect that using a spiritual weapon against a spiritual weapon would produce such an effect, which was obviously beyond his expectations.The huge energy generated by the spiritual energy fluctuations actually forced him back a distance of five or six meters, and then he stabilized his figure and barely stood still.

But the situation of the master of the Long family is much worse than that of Zhuo Yifan.He flew upside down directly, and fell to the ground more than ten meters away in embarrassment. A large mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth immediately, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

However, the spiritual weapon in his hand helped him withstand Zhuo Yifan's full blow.Unexpectedly, he was able to block it, which already surprised the master, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.From this point of view, as long as this spiritual weapon is still in hand, it will not be easy for Zhuo Yifan to kill him.No matter how bad it is, life-saving should be no problem!

"Prince, I'm not his opponent, let's retreat quickly." The master obviously knew that if he continued to fight with Zhuo Yifan, there would be no good results, so he reminded Prince Long and immediately prepared to retreat prepared.

Hearing this, Prince Long frowned with an ugly expression.withdraw?He is really not reconciled.He originally thought that Zhuo Yifan could be dealt with here, and at the same time harvest a spiritual weapon, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.But he didn't expect Zhuo Yifan to hide it so deeply, as if he had specially arranged a trap for him, waiting for him to jump into it.How could he swallow this breath?

Do not withdraw?Zhuo Yifan was obviously stronger than them by a level, and he also had a spiritual weapon in his hand. Now there are only two people left, can he still beat him?

But just when Prince Long was hesitating, Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly.The master and servant didn't seem to take themselves seriously!If you want to grab, you can grab, if you want to fight, you can fight, and now you want to run away, you don't pay attention to him at all.

What's more, the bronze mirror that the Dragon Blood Beast brought for him is still in the hands of the Dragon Prince.Based on this alone, how could he easily let Prince Long go?

"Want to leave? It's not so easy to want to leave now!" Zhuo Yifan shouted angrily, and with a slash of his long sword, he directly blocked the way of Prince Long.

"Zhuo Yifan, what do you want to do?" Prince Long's mouth twitched, his eyes full of vigilance, and he stared at Zhuo Yifan and asked in a deep voice.

"Hand over what you stole, and I can let you go. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhuo Yifan warned lightly.Although the tone was very flat, the threat made Prince Long feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.At this time, Zhuo Yifan has become an existence that he cannot shake!

"Zhuo Yifan, don't be too happy. Although I can't beat you, it doesn't mean I'm really afraid of you. We also have spiritual weapons, do you think you can keep us?" Angrily scolded.Obviously, he didn't want Prince Long to give up the treasure he just got.And these words are obviously also reminding Prince Long that he wants him to use that bronze mirror to resist Zhuo Yifan's attack.