At this time, Ye Mengxue exuded an icy aura, and her beautiful eyes held a trace of resentment, wishing to cut Ye Wujiang into pieces with a thousand knives.

"I didn't mean it, and I hope you can forgive me."

Ye Wuji stood there calmly and calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Although he apologized, in Ye Mengxue's view, he had no sincerity at all.

Ye Mengxue clenched her jade fist, and the 'Flying Snow Sword' in her hand was trembling slightly. She glared at Ye Wujiang and said: "I don't need your apology, I just need you to get out of my way, otherwise, this sword,

I, Ye Mengxue, will never hold back any more!"

Ye Wuzong didn't expect her to be so persistent. He shook his head slightly and said, "What's the harm in waiting a little longer? I've already told you that King Dan is not in the room, so you have to continue waiting even if you go in!"

"Hmph, I don't know what kind of medicine you are selling in your gourd. If you still stop me, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"

This time, Ye Mengxue was serious.

She planned to break in directly.

"It's up to you." Ye Wujiang looked at her and said calmly.

Ye Mengxue held the Feixue Sword tightly.

She judged that Ye Wujiang had extremely strange body skills, so she was able to dodge four swords in Ye Kuang's hands!

However, for her, just dodging blindly is nothing special.

Because she, Ye Mengxue, is Luo Tiancheng's first-class swordsman genius and is already half a swordsman master.

Her swordsmanship is much faster than Ye Kuang's sword.

"You know how to dodge, and your movements are weird, but in the end you avoid without fighting. I don't believe that as long as my sword, Ye Mengxue, is fast enough and my moves are sophisticated enough, you can still be so calm!"

Ye Mengxue flew forward and swung out a sword.

This time, the point her sword pointed at was still between Ye Wujiang's eyebrows.

"He likes to suddenly dodge in that moment!"

Ye Mengxue recalled the process of Ye Wujiang dodging the sword in her mind, and she had already seen through the subtleties of Ye Wujiang's movement.

So she was confident that she could catch Ye Wuhen directly with her sword.

Just when the Feixue Sword was about to pierce Ye Wuzong's eyebrows, she suddenly changed her moves.

On the Feixue Sword, two phantoms, one on the left and one on the right, seemed to appear, stabbing at both sides.

If Ye Wujiang dodges to the left or right at that moment, he will be hit directly!

The cold air on the sword was so heavy that the tip of the sword seemed to be piercing a piece of ice, shattering it instantly.

You're about to succeed!

Unfortunately, this time, as expected, Ye Mengxue was shocked again.

Because Ye Wuji was still standing where he was, not hiding at all.

It was as if he had completely seen through the sword move that Ye Mengxue was about to perform.

Ming Cangjian watched everything from the side, smiled, and said: "Ye Wuzong has entered the realm of sword master, and has also cultivated the realm of Suixin. With his almost monster-like talent in sword, I am afraid that even the average sword master

Grandmaster can’t hurt him, yet he’s still talking about this little girl named Ye Mengxue.”

Ye Wuji's body seemed to be illusory, and Ye Mengxue's sword seemed to never be able to hurt the opponent at all.

But she was very unwilling to do so. This time, she used the Feixue Sword's sword move.

"It's snowing all the way to the sky!"

Flying Snow Sword, the blade is sharp and flying.

A biting cold air filled the sky.

The cold air seemed to turn into icy sword rays, instantly sealing off all the spaces where Ye Wuji could hide.

"Are you still planning to hide?" Ming Cang Jian also began to look at this sword, wanting to see how Ye Wujiang would crack it.

The result still did not disappoint him.

Ye Wuzong's body suddenly moved, and he made several evasive movements, which were like phantoms and streams of light.

Those icy sword rays grazed his body one after another, but failed to hurt him.

Ye Wujiang's eyes flashed, he stretched out two fingers, and sandwiched the tip of the real flying snow sword between his middle finger and index finger.

Then, use your strength to exert force and flick your wrist slightly.

The Feixue Sword began to vibrate continuously.

At the same time, the Feixue Sword in Ye Mengxue's hand kept vibrating, and the vibration force was also transmitted along the blade to her wrist, making it impossible to hold it steady.

Ye Wuzong gently picked it up with two fingers and snatched the Feixue Sword.

"you!"

Ye Mengxue was shocked.

"You will feel calmer if you don't have a sword in your hand."

Ye Wuzong held the Feixue Sword and looked at her.

"You are delusional."

Ye Mengxue put her fists in an offensive stance and was not discouraged at all.

Ye Wuzong was helpless and said: "Forget it, I don't want to fight with you. The reason why you are so persistent is because of that little white wolf, right..." As he said that, he waved his flying snow sword towards Ye Mengxue.

flew over.

Ye Mengxue was stunned, stretched out her hand to grab the Feixue Sword, and looked at Ye Wujie with a puzzled expression.

Ye Wuzong walked up to Ye Hailan, stretched out his hand, and said, "Let me see."

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Hailan hugged the little white wolf tightly in her arms, her eyes a little wary.

"I can save it."

Ye Wuzhen said calmly.

"You?" Ye Mengxue was surprised.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt it." Ye Wuzong's expression was indifferent.

Looking at Ye Wujiang's calm eyes, Ye Hailan nodded mysteriously and actually handed him the little white wolf in his arms.

"Hailan, how could you..." Ye Mengxue panicked.

However, the next moment, this frosty woman was once again shocked and speechless.

At this time, the little white wolf got directly into Ye Wujiang's arms, ecstatically, and rubbed its little head hard against Ye Wujiang's chest.

On the surface of Ye Wuxing's body, a faint red glow of blood shone, slowly seeping into the little white wolf's body.

"This little guy was born with deficiencies, and all his internal organs are deformed. The only thing that can save him is blood. Inject blood and directly transform his meridians. At least it can rejuvenate him first."

Ye Wuzong murmured.

This method is simple and crude, but except for Ye Wuji, few people seem to be able to do it.

During the blood injection process, it must be gentle and slow.

Moreover, the required blood must also be pure and transparent.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for this little white wolf to withstand the bitter consequences of the meridians being directly opened by blood energy, and it would probably lead to his body exploding and dying.

The little white wolf felt extremely comfortable. He curled up in Ye Wuxing's arms and let out a slight 'ouch' sound.

It had a pair of small eyes as dark as ink, staring at Ye Wuji without blinking.

"How is this possible..."

Ye Hailan was stunned.

Even Ye Mengxue was stunned on the spot, looking at this scene with stunned eyes.

Gradually.

The little white wolf started jumping around again.

Ye Wuzong handed the little white wolf to Ye Mengxue and said, "It's no longer serious. Feed it three meals a day and let it rest well during this period."

"This..." Ye Mengxue took the little white wolf with a look of astonishment. Then, after confirming it repeatedly, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Hailan walked up to Ye Wuzong, kept looking at him, and said: "Ye Wuzong, who are you? You are too powerful."

Ye Mengxue also just wanted to say thank you to Ye Wuzong.

But Ye Wuji closed his eyes again, as if the two of them didn't exist.

"Thank you anyway!" Ye Mengxue said, she always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges.

But at this time, she also wanted to ask more, how did the other party do it?
To be continued...