Chapter 190. Change

Otherwise, I will be far ahead all the way. If there is too much gap between the cultivation of other people who are close to me, the relationship will gradually become strange. There is nothing I can do, especially Yan Chengwu must feel guilty because he can't help him.

"Wow." Ye Fan exhaled and walked to the transmission array. The light flashed, and his figure disappeared into the transmission array.

The tenth floor, the light flashed and a figure appeared.

"Come on!" Ye Fan suddenly pressed the button and saw a continuous light in front of him, one, two, ten, fifty... One hundred!

As expected, there are a whole hundred replicas this time, but Ye Fan has a question in his heart. Will the next few layers still grow according to the trend of twice? Then this tower is too monotonous. It needs to know that a martial artist has really reached a very high level, and one person is comparable to thousands of martial arts with the same cultivation. It's not difficult.

"I don't think so much." Ye Fan shook his head and clenched the cold wind sword.

The light gradually takes shape, and finally forms replicas, all of which are rigid and empty eyes.

"Boom!"

A hundred replicators burst into an earth-shaking momentum, and the air solidified in an instant.

"Humph!" Ye Fan snorted softly and took a small step forward against such a powerful momentum, but this foot stepped on the weakest part of the momentum. Suddenly, the other party's momentum was weak, as if the key point of his throat was strangled.

"Break it for me!" The corners of Ye Fan's mouth raised, and the other foot suddenly stepped out, and the silver on his body rose sharply, which pushed the other party's momentum back.

The replicators all made a muffled hum and took a step back. Obviously, the momentum was broken, and they were not feeling well.

"That's all." Ye Fan's eyes were cold, and a breeze gently wrapped around the cold wind sword. Then more and more winds wrapped around the sword and turned into fierce winds, sometimes flowing quickly, sometimes slowly and changing.

"Wind Dance!"

The cold wind sword suddenly rushed out, with a roaring sound. The next moment, it appeared in front of the replicator.

"Sneer." Like cutting cloth, the replicator doesn't even have time to raise its arm, and it is easily pierced.

At this moment, the cold wind sword has turned into a wind, shuttle between replicators, and every time it passes through, it harvests a life.

After the replicator army was killed for more than ten people, he realized that the endless thunderballs hit the cold wind sword together. No matter which direction it was shrouded in thunderballs, and there was no way to retreat!

"The wind explodes!"

Ye Fan spit out two words faintly, and the wind wrapped on the cold wind sword suddenly broke out!

"Boom!"

A dark storm with dark eyes, centered on the cold wind sword, suddenly broke out and swept all the attacks. The momentum emitted by this storm directly exceeded the ordinary five layers of the hundred refining realm.

If you take a closer look, you will find that this storm is different from the past. The wind speed is changing every second, so fast and slow, so that all attacks will be immediately weakened and decomposed, and the power will be directly reduced.

The center of the storm is the cold wind sword. Although the wind eye with the cold wind sword can't achieve the effect of Ye Fan's own wind eye, both the power and speed have been greatly increased.

I saw the storm moving rapidly. Wherever it passed, there was no replicator resistance. The gap between the fifth layer of the hundred refining realm and the ninth layer of the status realm was so big that the replicator had no resistance at all.

"Sneer." Guang Feng kept tearing the replicas involved in it. Although the latter resisted desperately, after holding on for just ten seconds, it was torn into pieces of light.

The storm was raging. For a moment, it had swept everything. Ye Fan stood under the storm and looked at the struggling replica inside. The whole storm was extremely strange. Sometimes the speed was so slow that it almost solidified. Even the replicas in it solidified, and then quickly rotated and copied. The body also began to struggle.

The replicators turned into light spots one by one, and finally, under Ye Fan's indifferent eyes, the last replicator also turned into light spots all over the sky and disappeared.

"Rumble!"

Ye Fan's tower has grown another layer, which has reached the height of eleven floors. The momentum on it is not hazy, but the initial scale, which is not obvious.

Many people are only more than a dozen floors high, and they have been in the college for a long time. Ye Fan has reached such a level after only a few days, which is enough to make those people want to commit suicide in shame.

Slowly stepped into the transmission array, the light flashed again, and Ye Fan's figure slowly disappeared.

Then it appeared in the eleventh level.

In front of him was a whole two buckets of color **. Ye Fan rudely put a bucket into the ring, and the rest was slowly absorbed.

After a while, Ye Fan has absorbed all the color **. Except for the meaning of thunder, the other meanings have only improved a little, and the effect is not very good.

On the contrary, the injury on the soul has been gradually repaired, and it has almost recovered to 30%, and the two traces of mystery on the soul of the mystery are also getting brighter and brighter.

"Eleventh floor, I hope you won't let me down." Ye Fan looked straight ahead, but his right hand slammed on the button next to him.

The unopened light piled up in front, and replicas appeared one by one, but the number was strangely reduced to fifty.

"Well, why is it less?" Ye Fan was stunned and only felt extremely strange. Generally speaking, the more it goes, the more the number will be. How can it be less?

The situation is wrong. Ye Fan is not in a hurry to take action. He wants to see what the reputation is.

As soon as the fifty replicas appeared, they immediately locked Ye Fan, raised their hands together, and then thunderbolts condensed on it. It doesn't seem to be the same as before.

"No." Ye Fan took a closer look and found that the ten puppets in the middle were condensed not only thunder, but also seemed to be...

Wind!

"So that's it. The combination of wind and thunder, the strength is indeed doubled, which is tricky." Ye Fan didn't expect that the replicator could have more than one meaning, but two meanings. Although there were only 10, it was troublesome enough.

The reason why the college likes to recruit martial artists with multiple meanings is not just as good-looking, but also because the martial artists under the same mark of meaning under the same realm are indeed more powerful than martial artists. Only the marks of martial arts with martial arts with single martial arts surpassing more than two opponents can they win.

This is also the examiner in charge of the assessment. When he saw that Ye Fan had five mysteries, he stood up directly in shock. Even if there was only one pitiful trace of mystery on Ye Fan, he let Ye Fan pass, because such a special genius, although the future is slim, but every Breaking through a layer of realm, the increase in strength is multiplied and doubling, which is the advantage of the multi-aistic martial artist!