"You, why don't you change one?" asked the iceberg girl indifferently.

"That's it. After Ye Wudao finished speaking, his consciousness was different, and he hurriedly changed his words: "It's not like this, I'll use it for others." ”

"I think this piece of cotton is quite thick, can it be divided into two pieces?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Host, you're going to give it to other women. ”

"It's not impossible. The Iceberg replied.

"Okay, help me divide it... Whoosh!" As soon as Ye Wudao said, he felt a cool wind blowing in his palm, and a crack appeared in the center of the warp washing cotton.

The crack gradually widened, the cotton split into two, and the upper cotton flew up with a "whirl", landing on Ye Wudao's other hand.

"Iceberg girl, you're amazing. Ye Wudao looked at the cotton with his palm divided in two without the slightest deviation in curvature, and knew that the strength of the iceberg girl was not simple.

..........

Twenty-one days have passed since the door of the golden key opened,

Ye Wudao stood cross-legged and the whirlpool circling behind his head gathered the aura in the sky, absorbing a radius of ten feet, and he felt a little tightness in his chest, so he opened his eyes and looked at Ming Ye, who was also standing cross-legged ten feet away, knowing that she was still cultivating, so don't disturb her.

This ten-foot range was proposed by himself.

Just because he used the "Eternal Rebellion" introductory exercise, he would absorb all the spiritual energy within a radius of ten feet into the whirlpool, and the surrounding spiritual energy would decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye, in this case, she would not be able to absorb any spiritual energy tomorrow night, which is why she would ask her to sit ten feet away.

"There is no way. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Wudao sitting beside him, and his body was about to be close to him, and he first blushed at night tomorrow, and then happily took Ye Wudao's arm, buried his little head in his chest, pointed to the stars in the sky, and muttered: "Wudao, do you know, the stars in the sky... ”

"Whew!"

A cool breeze passed, Ye Wudao's nerves couldn't help but tense, just before he had actually vigilantly observed the surroundings, just because when he opened his divine sense, the wind and grass within a radius of twenty feet would be included in his eyes one by one, and he would not escape.

"Be careful tomorrow night!" Ye Wudao hugged Ming Ye's delicate body while condensing a large piece of aura with one hand, smashing towards the cold storm.

"Pounds!"

With an explosion, Ye Wudao's palm lifted a burst of red, only to feel that his palm was about to crack, and the whole person held it in the night, and retreated seven feet before he stopped, and couldn't help but look at the other party, from stepping into his divine sense detection range to blinking, his eyes were different.

"Who's coming?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Who is it?" Ming Ye's eyes also became vigilant, and at that time, the little head floated from Ye Wudao's chest, he really didn't expect that someone would interrupt him at the moment when he created a good memory.

"The person who came is a spirit saint, is this kind of explanation okay?" A black-clothed masked man walked out with a smile, of course, Ye Wudao couldn't see his face clearly, let alone smile, but from the laughter mixed with his pronunciation, it could be heard that he was smiling very disdainfully at the moment, especially the eyes in his eyes were as uncomfortable as looking at a dead person.

"Say, why do you want to kill me?" Ye Wudao is not a fool, there were three groups of guys who came to kill him before, obviously this is someone from someone who has no memory but may have a grudge, this seems to be Xuan, what is Xuan?

"Hehe, dying people, you don't need me to explain so much, I don't want to say more to you. ”

"Then what nonsense are you talking to Wudao now. Tomorrow night glanced at the masked man in black angrily: "With so much effort, the explanation has already been finished." ”

"Is it Xuan Shao?" Ye Wudao asked, although it wasn't necessarily him every time, but two of the first three times were people sent by him, he really didn't expect that there would be a person in the world who hated him so much, and he didn't seem to offend him.

"Hehe, I've said it all, I don't want to explain. ”

"That's it. Ye Wudao nodded, looking at the masked man in black pretending to be a person I knew he could already see.

"Whatever you want to understand. The masked man in black glanced at Ye Wudao, and at that time, the aura of his hands gushed out: "Suffer death!

"Be careful!"

"High-level move: Slash at the speed of light!" A silver light rose out of Ye Wudao's palm, and the moment a silver broken sword transformed, the person turned into a light and shadow and soared towards the masked black-clothed man.

"Whoosh!"

The speed was so fast that only a thin and long streamline could be seen.

"Hmph, although it's a high-level move, it's a little tender to deal with me. The masked man in black saw this streamline sweeping, but he didn't move, and he didn't bother to raise his hand, he saw Ye Wudao turn into a streamer and sweep it, hitting his chest, and he didn't cast any moves.

"Why is he so strong?" Tomorrow Night looked at the masked man in black in front of him and saw Ye Wudao cast a high-level move and didn't even move, this was a naked provocation, everyone was thinking about how to improve the hit rate of high-level moves, but it was unimaginable that the masked man in black would watch Ye Wudao let his high-level moves hit one hundred percent.

Ye Wudao's figure passed through the position of the masked black-clothed man three or four feet, and when he shook his hand slightly to interrupt the attack, he turned around, looking at the golden light curtain that appeared on the masked black-clothed man's body, his heart sank.

Spiritual saint!

"Bang Bang Bang!"

A row of sparks exploded, and the light curtain of the masked black-clothed man's body dissolved Ye Wudao's strength, and his crooked head and eyes flashed disdain: "Your moves are not painful or itchy." ”

Of course the nonsense doesn't hurt, you have a light curtain at the level of the Spirit Saint, and you have the ability to resist it alone. Ye Wudao really didn't have a good feeling in his heart, but the guy in front of him was at the level of the Spirit Saint and his own Spirit King Fifth Rank, which was already a big difference, but he was a person who had lived a lifetime, and no matter how experienced he was, he was stronger than the man in front of him.

"Cough~" Ye Wudao coughed lightly, paused, and said, "Now, the warm-up is over." "Don't you like to pretend, then labor and management accompany you to pretend, and it is slowly.

"Hehe, you're a bit interesting, I've killed a lot of people, it's too late for ordinary people to see me running like this, you still have the leisure to brag and talk big. The masked man in black also ignored Ye Wudao, thinking that this person was a bit of a strong king, and at that time, a white light rose from his palm, and he summoned the fighting spirit.

"I think about it, how many tricks do you want to die?" asked the masked man in black with a smile as a spear transformed into a palm of his hand.

"Come to think of it, I want you to die in a few moves. Ye Wudao learned the appearance of the masked man in black, spread out his palm as he spoke, held the broken sword in his mouth and raised his left palm at the same time, rising a blue light, seeing that the time had come, Ye Wudao couldn't help but reach in with his right hand and grab a green sword from his palm.

"Whew!"

The green sword was drawn, and gusts of wind floated around it, and the air around it seemed to become different.

"Wait. Seeing that the masked man in black was about to pick up a spear and smash it at him, Ye Wudao stretched out his hand and made a waiting gesture towards the masked man in black.

"Hmph, the strength is not very fancy, but it is quite fancy. The masked man in black disdainfully stopped the spear in mid-air and slammed into the ground with a "snap".

"I'd like to see how many bells and whistles you have. ”

"Well, you've got long eyes. Ye Wudao was inserting the sword of the wind into the surface, smiled and stretched out his left palm, and "whew" to stand up, rising out of a red light, and then the palm of his right hand stretched in, and a red sword heart was pulled out and grasped in the palm of his hand.

"Advanced move: Three Blades. ”