"Driver, it's almost three o'clock. How long will the situation be blocked?"

In the taxi, the middle-aged man on the co driver's beard looked a little impatient when he saw that it was two fifty-four on the bus.

The taxi driver said with a relaxed face: "don't worry, there are many traffic lights on this road. It's often blocked. After five or six traffic lights in front, it won't be blocked."

The middle-aged man with beard clenched the cloth stick in his hand and said with a bad complexion, "how long do you want to block it?"

The taxi driver said with an indifferent face: "you should be able to get there in half an hour. Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry. Even the cement arena is scraped out of two deep ditches by the disordered sword Qi. It's as simple as cutting tofu. If the sword Qi hits people, the consequences can be imagined.

Oh! Click! Hello

Yunfan carried the ice sword and quickly destroyed the incoming sword Qi. The top of the ice sword was crispy. The speed of mending the gap was far behind the speed of the ice sword's collapse. As a last resort, he changed his hand and used the sword to resist and retreat at the same time.

When the last sword was blocked, the whole ice sword was almost full of cracks and gaps, and Yunfan had retreated to the edge of the challenge arena.

"You're a little interesting." Xing Jiwu stares at the ice sword in Yunfan's hand with great interest. Even steel can be easily cut when he just wielded it. Ordinary weapons can't compare with ice sword. The most important thing is that ice sword can repair itself. He has never heard of magic weapons that can repair themselves.

Xing Jiwu raised a happy smile at the corner of his mouth and walked up with his sword. "I want your magic weapon. Don't worry, I'm not asking for your advice. After killing you, it will be mine naturally! "