"You don't have to thank me, I don't want to save you, I want to kill you. Do you have any last words, come quickly!"

The white-clothed Sword Saint chuckled.

"Senior, spare your life!"

The king fell to his knees in a hurry.

"Why did you kill me?"

Ye Wuwu asked rhetorically, but he didn't believe that he would really kill himself.

"I can kill whoever I want, and I don't need any reason at all. If you want to live, give me a reason not to kill you. ”

The white-clothed sword saint sneered, and clasped one hand on Ye Wuwu's head, as long as he used a slight force, Ye Wuwu would definitely die.

"Damn, I didn't expect this white-clothed sword saint to be jealous of me, he really wanted to kill me!"

Ye Wuwu's heart also became nervous.

"You should know that I am also a young Demon Monarch-level martial artist, if you kill me, you will lose your opponent, which is enough to prove that you are jealous of me. ”

Ye Wuwu stared ahead without blinking, betting that the other party had the strength of a master.

"Oh, that's right, I'm jealous of you. You're better than I was back then, how old are you now?"

The white-clothed Sword Saint was also very calm, and directly admitted that he was jealous of Ye Wuwu.

"Seventeen years old. ”

Ye Wuwu said calmly.

"What! monster!"

The white-clothed Sword Saint, who had always thought that he was calm, jumped up without any steadiness when he heard this, staring at Ye Wuwu left and right, and his heart was completely shocked.

"A seventeen-year-old demon monarch-level martial artist, there is no one before and no one after him. ”

The mood of the white-clothed Sword Saint quickly calmed down.

"You're talented, but that doesn't change my intention to kill you. ”

The white-clothed Sword Saint smiled.

"He's not going to kill me. ”

After Ye Wuwu saw the eyes of the white-clothed Sword Saint slowly change, he had a conclusion in his heart.

"White-clothed Sword Saint, after three years, I want to challenge you, do you dare to face it?"

Ye Wuwu said word by word.

"Challenge me?"

The white-clothed Sword Saint's body trembled, it had been decades, and no one had ever dared to challenge him, not even the leader of a big gang, but this young man was so unexpected.

"I promise you, three years, I will let you live for three more years. Okay, I'll wait here for three years, you must remember to fulfill your promise, otherwise, no matter the ends of the world, I will hunt you down, and I will never die!"

The white-clothed Sword Saint laughed, it seemed that he hadn't been so happy in a long time.

Today, three years later, here and now, here and now, there is no separation. ”

Ye Wuwu said coldly, his tone at this time did not look like a teenager at all, but gave people the feeling of a bloody man.

"Well, boy, remember, in three years, you must save your life, and you must not die. ”

The white-clothed Sword Saint laughed heartily.

"Such a young man, why kill him! or keep him, I don't believe that in three years, he can surpass my strength, unless, a miracle happens!"

The white-clothed Sword Saint confidently watched the two of them say goodbye and leave.

"I'll do wonders!"

Ye Wuwu clenched his fists and didn't say a word, but there was an urge in his heart to be unconvinced.

Finally escaped from the territory of the Fengyun faction, Ye Wuwu and Wang Fengfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them became sergeants, and with the strength of the two, they finally blended into the territory of the Wuyang faction.

There are demon guards stationed in the border areas of the major gangs, but there are few demon monarch-level masters in these border guards, so Ye Wuwu and the others can pass the level.

After passing through several towns within the jurisdiction of the Wuyang Sect, Ye Wuwu relieved his burden, and he could only say that he was lucky along the way, fortunately he met the white-clothed Sword Saint, otherwise he would have been tossed miserably by the Fengyun Sect.

In a small restaurant room, Ye Wuwu sat opposite Wang Xian.

This time, being able to escape from the territory of the Fengyun Sect can be described as a life of nine deaths along the way, and Ye Wuwu's character who feels that with an artifact, everything is fearless has also begun to slowly change.

Strength, it is the absolute strength that determines everything, only when the strength is strong, this is the real guarantee, the so-called artifact, if the other party is just an ordinary person, it is naturally not a problem, but for the masters, especially when they have precautions, it is too difficult to kill them.

"Uncle Wang, I still have a lot of spirit stones here, you can use them, and the sooner you cultivate into a demon monarch-level martial artist, your safety will also be guaranteed. ”

Ye Wuwu took out more than ten spirit stones, of course, almost all of these stones were high-quality spirit stones sent from Fengyun.

When Wang Ying saw so many spirit stones, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't take them immediately: "Ye Shao, these spirit stones are very important to you, I am a lot old, even if I use this spirit stone, it is also a waste, or you use it, you have good talent and stronger energy absorption." ”

Wang Ying was very grateful to Ye Wuwu in his heart, and was able to give ten high-quality spirit stones to himself at one time, and this gift alone showed his status in his heart.

"Although I am a Heavenly Demon Realm martial artist, is the life of a Heavenly Demon Realm martial artist worth ten high-grade spirit stones?"

Wang Xianfeng shook his head with a wry smile, and his heart became more and more grateful to Ye Wuwu.

In fact, if Wang Ying knew how many high-grade spirit stones Ye Wuwu had, I am afraid he would not think so.

"Uncle Wang, you're welcome, you can take what you gave it, otherwise I won't be happy. ”

Ye Wuwu knew that Wang Ying regarded himself as his master, and if he didn't say so, he would never accept it.

"Thank you, Ye Shao. I don't know what Ye Shao's next plan is, so I can sum up with Ye Shao!"

Wang Ying excitedly took the high-grade spirit stone and carefully held it in his arms.

Ye Wuwu smiled bitterly, and agreed with the white-clothed Sword Saint to fight in three years, and he is now only the strength of a demon monarch-level early stage martial artist, but the other party is equivalent to the strength of more than a dozen super demon monarch-level peak martial artists in Yucheng, the gap between the two sides, if you want to catch up in three years, it is really too difficult.

"In any case, I have to cultivate hard, and I must reach the peak of the Demon Monarch level martial artist, only in this way can I guarantee that I will not be besieged and killed by those sect elders. Uncle Wang, in the next three years, I will be in retreat and cultivation. ”

Ye Wuwu gritted his teeth and said firmly.

"Okay, I support Ye Shao's retreat and penance, this retreat place has to choose a secret place, and when the time comes, I will deliver meals to Ye Shao regularly. ”

Wang Ying supported as always.

Half a month later, in a slightly remote mountain, there was a person sitting cross-legged in a hidden cave, holding a fist-sized high-grade spirit stone in his left and right hands.

The cave was long and narrow, a hundred feet away from the cave, and an old man was hiding in the darkness at the door, and the entrance of the cave was almost completely sealed, with vines and vines, and there was only a small exit, which still led from the ground to the outside.

The old man was Wang Ying, holding a palm-sized spirit stone in his right hand, sometimes cultivating, sometimes listening with his ears pricked up, lest an outsider disturb Ye Wuwu, who was cultivating inside.

The consumption of spirit stones in Ye Wuwu's hands piece by piece, except for one meal in ten days, all of Ye Wuwu's time was spent on cultivation, a large number of spirit stones, abundant energy, this is the basic condition for Ye Wuwu to be able to cultivate rapidly.

If there were no such spirit stones, I am afraid that Ye Wuwu would have to quickly improve his strength through fighting and fighting.

Ye Wuwu always had a tough expression on his face, and in this dark cave, a vague figure was motionless like a big clock. Sunrise and sunset, spring goes to autumn, winter solstice and spring returns.

Three months later, Ye Wuwu had already entered the state of Bigu, he didn't need food to sustain his life at all, the energy of the spirit stone was enough to make him energetic, not to mention that he had been meditating, his energy consumption was very small, the speed of cultivation was as fast as before, and his strength was increasing rapidly with the passage of time.

People say that there is no time in the mountains, and the long road of martial arts, cultivation, it is even more difficult to perceive the rapid passage of time, time has passed for a long time, but people are like yesterday.

It's been two years, it's been nearly two years, Wang Ying is overjoyed, and after spending five spirit stones, he has finally reached the strength of a Demon Monarch-level early stage martial artist, which also means that his lifespan will be several decades longer.

Ye Wuwu was still cultivating in the deep cave, Wang Ying looked at the end of the deep cave that glowed with blue light, and sighed: "This kid, his talent is already excellent, and he works so hard, I don't know what kind of strength he will achieve after the retreat." It's been two years, I believe he will reach the strength of a Demon Monarch-level intermediate martial artist!"

Two years passed quietly, and Wang Ying was already a little impatient at this time. Martial artists, even if they are in retreat, are rarely more than a year, and in these two years, even with Wang Ying's steady personality, after a long time, he finally couldn't hold back the tension in his heart.

Ye Wuwu had only eaten occasionally a year ago, during this time, he had basically completely entered the Bigu realm, and even for more than a year, he had been meditating steadily and motionlessly, if it weren't for the green glow emanating from his body to prove that he was still alive, I am afraid that Wang Ying would have disturbed his cultivation regardless of all the consequences.

"It's been two years, how can ordinary people have such perseverance and toughness, how strong willpower does it take to maintain a state of cultivation for two years!"

Wang Ying shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he never approached Ye Wuwu within ten zhang, for fear of disturbing his cultivation.

Two and a half years later, on a very ordinary day, Wang Ying was bored and teasing a group of ants on the ground.

Suddenly, boom, boom, a bang came, and the ground began to shake slightly, and large chunks of mud and stone fell from the cave walls.

"Oh no, there was an earthquake. ”

Wang Ying said hurriedly, his body jumped in the direction of Ye Wuwu, in this case, if he didn't wake up Ye Wuwu, who was cultivating, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Boom!"

The whole cave shook even more, hundreds of catties of boulders fell to the ground in an instant, and the smoke and dust gradually filled the entire cave, vaguely seeing the cyan figure in the cave, Wang Ying was anxious.

"Ye Shao, come out soon, there is an earthquake. ”

Wang Ying shouted urgently, still desperately running inside.

"Boom!"

The sound of the landslide cracked, the whole cave shook, and suddenly, the top of the cave in front of Wang Ying suddenly collapsed, and a large amount of mud and stone sealed the entire cave entrance.

"Don't!"

Wang Ying was in a hurry, the cave continued to tremble, if this situation was followed, it was not impossible for the entire cave to collapse.

"Boom!"

In addition to the collapse of the top of the cave, the ground also cracked, and bottomless cracks appeared.

"Whoosh!"

Wang Ying reluctantly ran towards the exit of the cave, and a large amount of mud and stones on top of his head directly covered the cave entrance.