Hearing Wang Yufan in red speak, White-robed Wang Yufan instantly felt a bad premonition coming.
"What do you want to do?" White-robed Wang Yufan asked.
"You’re wrong, it’s not what I want to do, it’s what you want to do. I am you, and you are , hahaha." After Wang Yufan in red finished speaking, his eyes glanced at Wanru, who was standing not far away, and then his figure gradually disappeared from Wang Yufan’s sight.
"Damn it, absorbing the Ice Dragon Pearl this ti was a wrong decision. What’s this woman doing here? No, I must stop all of this from happening," White-robed Wang Yufan muttered at this mont.
However, his current main body’s state was extrely bad; the evil side of the Ice Dragon Pearl had already stirred up his evil side, and it couldn’t be suppressed at all. If that Ice Moon Sect woman was really dealt with, he might very well provoke soone he shouldn’t.
This Ice Moon Sect was very likely the inherited sect of Pri Ancestors Ice Moon. If he caused such a ruckus, wouldn’t he be devoured by the people of Ice Moon Sect? The more Wang Yufan thought about it, the uglier his expression beca.
Outside at this mont, Wanru stared into Wang Yufan’s eyes. She didn’t know why her heart was pounding. She shouldn’t be this nervous, but why did she feel this way? And the closer she got to Wang Yufan, the stronger that inexplicable sense of familiarity on him beca. Wanru was very curious.
"Are you... are you alright?" Wanru asked uncertainly.
Wang Yufan was originally wearing white robes, but his current situation was that his clothes and hair were transforming into a strange red color.
Wang Yufan, who was currently sitting cross-legged, seed to have been possessed. He tilted his head and looked at Wanru, but didn’t say a word. When all of his clothes turned red, his mouth curved into a slight grin.
Wanru felt a bad premonition rise in her heart when she saw this scene. As her consciousness tried to escape, she only saw Wang Yufan in red erupt in a blazing red light, and flas appeared on his palm as he directly grabbed towards Wanru.
Although Wanru had just thought about escaping, her strength was not sothing others could underestimate.
She let out a cold snort, and a chill erupted from her body.
"I’m not like other won. Since you’ve made a move, don’t bla . Ice Frost Sword Art, First Form!" Wanru shouted. Her sword instantly transford into an ice sword, exuding an icy aura upwards. The surrounding space seed to be frozen, and countless ice cones ford in the air.
Finally, all of them floated around Wanru. Wanru directly slashed her sword towards Wang Yufan in red.
The ice cones, which seed capable of piercing through space, all surged directly towards Wang Yufan.
Wang Yufan in red showed no concern at all when he saw these.
"A piece of cake."
He simply struck out with his palm, and a giant red flaming palm print crushed towards the ice cones.
With a "boom," the ice cones were directly shattered by Wang Yufan’s large palm.
Wanru was a little surprised to see this scene, but she had also anticipated it, because Wang Yufan’s previous punch was indeed quite powerful. According to her estimation, it had at least reached the late stage of the Eternal Realm. But for her, she was a genius of the Ice Moon Sect, and she was not only this identity; she was also a pre-candidate for the next Saintess of the Ice Moon Sect, and the current Saintess was her master. Therefore, in the Ice Moon Sect, her cultivation was also the fastest, and she could unleash the cultivation of the second layer of the Primal Spirit Realm.
So, although she was surprised by Wang Yufan’s attack, it wasn’t too unexpected. She then unleashed her second sword, and its power was more than three tis that of the previous one.
A gigantic ice sword directly shattered Wang Yufan in red’s large palm.
"What other moves do you have? Show them," Wanru said.
Wang Yufan in red’s mouth once again curved into a smile, emitting a sound unlike a normal person, and then he said, "Then how about I have so fun with you?"
Hearing this, Wanru was clearly stunned. She hadn’t expected the man opposite her, who looked quite handso, to say such a thing at this mont. A strange blush of anger appeared on Wanru’s face.
"You’re shaless! I didn’t expect you, who looked like a gentleman, to be such a person. It seems my master was right, there isn’t a single good man in the world," Wanru said.
Hearing this sound, in Wang Yufan’s spiritual consciousness space, White-robed Wang Yufan’s face darkened, and he said, "Damn it, I am a gentleman! I am a good person among all n! But I’m not controlling the body right now! No, I feel like I need to return to my body and suppress this evil thought, otherwise my good reputation, Wang Yufan, will be ruined by him."
After White-robed Wang Yufan finished speaking, he sat in ditation within his spiritual consciousness space.
At this mont, Wang Yufan in red felt the change in White-robed Wang Yufan within his body. He needed to quickly subdue the woman in front of him, which would break the main body’s Dao Heart. Wang Yufan in red looked at Wanru and said, "Little girl, I have to get serious now. After I take you down, I will definitely treat you well, hahaha."
After Wang Yufan in red finished speaking, the Feng Ling Sword appeared directly in his hand. The originally white Feng Ling Sword was now enveloped in a strange red light.
But it was also at this mont that Wanru’s sense of closeness to Wang Yufan instantly beca much clearer. She followed the red-glowing sword in Wang Yufan’s hand and was stunned.
"What’s going on? Is it this sword that’s attracting , but why can’t I feel that sensation on it anymore? What exactly is happening?" Wanru muttered to herself.
But at that very mont, the Feng Ling Sword in Wang Yufan in red’s hand directly slashed towards Wanru.
A red and demonic sword light instantly illuminated the entire cave in a blood-red hue. Wanru also realized the power of this attack, and she no longer wanted to hide her strength, directly unleashing the power of the first layer of the Primal Spirit Realm. The sword in her hand directly transford into an Ice Dragon, roaring incessantly at Wang Yufan in red.
Just at this mont, the Feng Ling Sword in Wang Yufan in red’s hand began to tremble continuously.
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