Four hundred and sixtieth chapters there are women chasing after
Ye Xuan wanted to understand this magical power through the memory of space teleportation at that time.
If he could understand spatial teleportation, not to mention his combat effectiveness, at least his ability to escape would be greatly enhanced.
But it was obvious that Ye Xuan was thinking too much. He spent a whole day in seclusion to gain insights, but he still had no clue at all.
Of course, Ye Xuan was not discouraged. If space teleportation was so easy to understand, all space martial soul practitioners in the world would be invincible.
"I don't know where Xiao Hei has gone. If it is here, maybe we can learn from its space jump." Ye Xuan murmured.
Since entering the world of the dead, there has been no news from Xiao Hei, and Ye Xuan is not worried about him at all. Xiao Hei has a powerful ability to transfer space, which is more powerful than teleportation.
He looked inside the small world to make sure that Lingtian would not die that night. Ye Xuan looked at the women again.
I saw that most of the women were surrounding the small sacred tree that reached the sky, meditating and practicing.
These women did not feel Ye Xuan's visit at all. Ye Xuan was like a god, checking the situation in his little world.
However, after a pause, Ye Xuan showed a hint of embarrassment. He saw three women playing in the river.
They were not wearing any clothes, and their white bodies were particularly dazzling.
Ye Xuan's mind wandered slightly, and he visually exited the small world.
With his heart pumping a little, Ye Xuan raised his hands and recalled the scene of exploring and caressing Mu Fanglan two days ago.
The white jade-like peaks, willow waist and plump hips are all silky and soft.
At this time, Haizhou had set sail again. Ye Xuan let out a breath, stood up and left the room.
As soon as he stepped on the deck, he attracted the attention of many people.
The continent of martial arts is dominated by martial arts.
Ye Xuan ignored everyone's gazes, walked to the bow of the boat, faced the sea breeze, closed his eyes slightly, and let his mind calm down.
At the same time, I was wondering why the Saint of Baihua Valley suddenly disappeared after boarding the giant boat.
In the past two months, Ye Xuan has searched for traces of the Saint of Baihua Valley, but there has been no news.
The Holy Girl of Baihua Valley seemed to have disappeared from the world. Ye Xuan was extremely cautious about this girl. If she didn't get rid of her for a day, he would feel uneasy.
Having obtained the Little Sacred Tree that reaches the sky, the Holy Maiden of Baihua Valley will never give up and will definitely try her best to snatch it away.
And with such a wood-type treasure in his possession, Ye Xuan must be careful after arriving in Zhongzhou, as there will definitely be many strong people snatching it away.
There were slight footsteps behind him, and a female cultivator walked toward Ye Xuan with lotus steps.
This female cultivator was wearing a long blue dress. Not only did she look stunning, she also had a very elegant and elegant temperament.
Her snow-white skin was crystal clear, and her long black hair hung straight down her waist. She walked behind Ye Xuan and stopped less than a foot away.
I hesitated for a moment as to whether I should move forward or not.
Ye Xuan frowned and could clearly smell the faint fragrance coming from behind.
He opened his eyes.
A soft, slightly shy voice came, "Thank you Brother Ye for saving your life that day. Brother Ye has something on his mind."
Ye Xuan frowned, turned around and said, "It's you."
The female cultivator smiled slightly, very beautiful.
"My name is Wang Yan. Every time I meet Brother Ye, I am always surprised. I have some questions about martial arts. I wonder if I can ask Brother Ye for some advice?"
Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and he shook his head and said: "I don't dare to take advice, I'm just a fledgling boy."
"Then, Brother Ye agrees." Wang Yan blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a sweet and playful smile.
An imperceptible flash of strange color flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes.
It has to be said that Wang Yan is not only stunning in appearance, but also generous in temperament. She can touch the hearts of men with every smile.
Seeing that Ye Xuan stopped talking, Wang Yanran smiled and came to Ye Xuan like a fairy in a flower.
Luo Luo stood there gracefully, with bright eyes and a slightly red face.
The woman raised her head slightly, and Ye Xuan didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Wang Yan's eyes were a bit seductive at this time, and her body fragrance was sultry, like a lotus about to bloom.
Ye Xuan was speechless, Wang Yan looked at him with bright eyes, as if she could speak.
And Ye Xuan could feel that Wang Yan had been carefully dressed up. She was wearing a blue dress, which perfectly reflected the woman's charming body. Her skin was stuffed with snow, and her round and clear earlobes were very cute. She exuded an aura of beauty.
The dust-free atmosphere really seems like a fairy in a painting.
"Brother Ye, I am a swordsman. Can I ask you for some swordsmanship skills?"
Wang Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes were filled with anticipation, and her voice was soft and beautiful.
Ye Xuan felt that this woman seemed completely different from the first time they met, but thinking about it, she might really admire the strong.
Maybe there is something I don’t understand about the way of swordsmanship, and I want to ask myself for advice.
"Okay." Ye Xuan nodded.
Immediately, the two came to a wide area. After Wang Yan practiced her swordsmanship twice, Ye Xuan also carefully taught her the deficiencies in her swordsmanship.
With Ye Xuan's current level of martial arts cultivation, coupled with the second level of swordsmanship, and possessing a powerful sword-nurturing spirit like Taihuang Pagoda, even if he is not a major in practicing swordsmanship, his understanding of swordsmanship is far from that.
Wang Yan is comparable. Just give Wang Yan a few pointers and she will benefit a lot.
When Ye Xuan taught Wang Yan the art of swordsmanship, he seemed to have some clear understanding of the techniques of swordsmanship.
Ye Xuan has always wanted to cultivate the third realm of sword intent, but he still has no clue.
He knew that this was the reason why he did not major in swordsmanship. In addition, the time to comprehend the meaning of the sword was still too short, which meant that he was too young.
Suddenly, Wang Yan, who was practicing swordsmanship in front of Ye Xuan, suddenly said "Oops" and fell to the ground.
"What's wrong with you?" Ye Xuan asked with a look on his face.
"Well, my ankle is sprained." Wang Yan sat weakly on the deck, with a hint of pain on her face. She stretched out a slender jade leg from under the skirt, revealing a crystal white jade foot.
Those jade feet are snow-white and crystal clear, and the toes are round and cute.
Just looking at those beautiful feet can definitely make many men's imagination flutter.
Ye Xuan was speechless, "A Martial King Realm warrior, you can still sprain your feet? Are you kidding me?"
And just in the distance, some other female editors were watching with gloomy faces.
Some girls looked extremely ugly, with angry and jealous eyes, gnashing their teeth, and secretly cursing "bitch!"
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wang Yanjian is seducing Ye Xuan.
Why don't they want to express their admiration for Ye Shaoxia?
Those with strong martial arts skills can win respect and even love.
Some female nuns were so angry that they wanted to throw themselves into his arms, but they were afraid of being ruthlessly rejected.
But at this time, someone was the first to get there.
On the wide plywood, Wang Yan once again practiced her sword skills, dancing like a fairy, but she felt quite resentful in her heart.
Just now, she deliberately sprained her foot. She wanted to give the other person a chance to get close to her, so that Ye Xuan would care about her. At the same time, she took advantage of the situation and had a little skin-to-skin contact with him to close the distance between them.
But she didn't expect that this person would let her do her own exercises to heal her injuries.
"Don't you understand the charm at all? Don't my feet look good?" Wang Yan was practicing her sword while feeling depressed and vomiting blood.
She lost confidence in her beauty again.
"This trip to Zhongzhou is unpredictable. It seems we can only take risks." Wang Yan sighed in her heart and stopped moving her sword.
Then, with a light step, he walked up to Ye Xuan and smiled sweetly, "That's it for today. Thank you so much for Brother Ye's guidance. Why don't you go to my place and let me make you a cup of good tea?"