Ye Qianli felt as if she had fallen into a quagmire, but it was only for a moment. She regained her senses and raised her spear towards Zhu Xiaowen. The latter immediately dodged the tip of the spear and tried to grab the body of the Taiyi Spear.
Zhu Xiaowen's palm seemed to have a gentle suction force. If it was an ordinary divine weapon, it would definitely be snatched away by him. However, the magic box was so smart that it would not be snatched away by the other party. Naturally, it would reflect the tyrannical power of the divine weapon.
"Good soldiers!"
Zhu Xiaowen's eyes lit up as he praised.
"Swoosh!"
Ye Qianli had already turned her spear around and stabbed at him! His speed was extremely fast, but Zhu Xiaowen was like a loach, immediately dodging. The mystic breath around his body suddenly became stronger! He even took out an ancient book with one hand.
