Mu Fan didn't realize it was a trick and was fooled, striking with his sword.
Lin Qingluo's swordplay changed abruptly, swiftly dodging and striking Mu Fan's wrist at the same time.
Agony shot through Mu Fan's wrist as if punctured by needles, and the sword flew out of his hand.
"You little brat, dare to throw my sword? I'll break your legs!"
The Evilbane Divine Sword began to roar again without surprise. Mu Fan clenched his right hand, recalling the Divine Sword and blocking its noise.
Lin Qingluo picked up the Divine Sword, her eyes filled with admiration: "Being able to withstand a thousand moves from Sister, you have really worked hard these past two years."
Mu Fan appeared slightly annoyed: "Compared with Sister, I'm still far behind."
"Hahahaha, Mu Fan, you lost. Now it's my turn to show off."
Before he finished speaking, Long Gao had transformed into a thousand-meter-long dragon and roared into the sky.
"Flame cage."