Half a year ago, the four little kings were high, and the four princes were the benchmark for the younger generation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although later there was a jade dragon that shone brightly and shone in all directions. But it is undeniable that for a long time, the four princes have been the target of countless young people's worship and chasing.

Until the past six months, there have been magical geniuses born. They are all amazingly talented, with terrible talents, and outstanding combat power, and they are crowned with the title of Eight Shows by the Jianghu people.

The strength shown by these eight people has almost surpassed the imagination of many older generations, and their reputation has caught up with the four princes.

Especially the Holy Son of the Demon Gate, who had killed the ambush of twenty Earth Flower Rank masters in the Battle of Bloody Mountain, his combat power was almost more terrifying than Tang Fengyue in the Jishou Mountain period. Many people believe that the Holy Son of the Demon Gate has surpassed the Four Great Princes.

If this is just speculation, then in Penglai Chenglou's house, the news that Tang Fengyue defeated Yi Dongliu with one punch was like another thunderbolt, once again cleaving the transcendent status of the four princes to falter.

Today, unconsciously, people's views of the four princes have slowly changed. They are no longer under the Four Little Heavenly Kings, the banner figures of the younger generation of martial arts.

This change was naturally seen by Ito-ryu. He clenched his fists and stared at the black-clothed boy opposite.

"Brother, you will definitely win. ”

In the audience, Yi Dongting and other Changchun Villa disciples were short of breath.

"You're strong, but you're not going to be my match. ”

Ito-ryu looked at Jian Li and said flatly.

At the beginning, he was seriously injured by Tang Fengyue, and he couldn't recover at all in less than half a year. However, later, the owner of the Changchun Annex, who spent a huge price, cured him with supreme internal strength and a thousand-year-old miracle medicine.

Not only that, probably because of the relationship between serious injuries and dying, Itoliu had a deeper understanding of Changchun Jue, and in less than a month, he miraculously cultivated Changchun Jue to the highest tenth level.

You must know that the master of the Changchun Courtyard is only the tenth peak.

It can be said that today's Ito-ryu, compared with a month ago, has improved by leaps and bounds. So he's confident in himself.

In Yi Dongliu's opinion, in this Qingyun Competition, he not only has to defend the honor of the four princes, but also defeat Tang Fengyue with his own hands, and he wants to return the shame that the other party has inflicted on him, ten times and a hundred times!

"Whether it's an opponent or not, you don't know until you've fought it. ”

Jian Li held the hilt of the sword and said.

"Hey, hey, everyone thinks they're powerful, and I'll use my fists to crush all your self-confidence. ”

Itoliu's eyes were cold, and his heart was full of murder.

Jian Li was silent, and then a little under his feet, with a sonorous sound, a sword stabbed out.

It was indescribable how fast this sword was, and many people even saw only a flash of silver light, and the cold sword qi was almost piercing Ito-ryu's shoulder.

Ito Ryu was slightly startled and hurriedly retreated.

But the sword's sharp swordsmanship firmly locked on him, always less than three inches away from his shoulder, as if he couldn't shake it off.

Under this momentum, Ito-ryu couldn't even use a part of his strength to fight back. Because once the force is divided, his speed will inevitably be greatly affected, and he is not sure that he can defeat the opponent before the opponent stabs him.

On the tournament stage, Ito-ryu's body was like a green band of light, fluctuating. But the sword is as powerful as a poisonous snake, chasing after it. No matter what kind of trick Ito-ryu plays, he can't get rid of it.

"It's really fake, this is just the beginning, and the prince of Changchun has fallen behind?"

Quite a few widened their eyes in surprise. It was the first time they had seen a sword strike, and they had seen such a difficult swordsman.

Tang Fengyue nodded secretly.

From the first time he saw Emei Jinding, he saw the terrifying talent on Jian Li's body. The opponent's fast sword is a must, as long as the speed reaction is a little slower, it may be suppressed by him, until it is passive everywhere.

If you have to talk about the weakness of the sword, it is probably the lack of cultivation. However, this weakness disappeared after he ate the purple flower.

With the innate Nine Recultivation as the driving force of the innate fast sword talent, the sword strength at this moment has reached an unprecedentedly powerful level.

Laugh at!

On the tournament platform, Ito-ryu kept retreating, and finally he couldn't react and was cut through his skin by a sharp sword. However, it is precisely because of this that Ito-ryu found an opportunity to fight back.

"I want you dead!"

The first sword was suppressed, which annoyed and embarrassed Ito-ryu, who was already full of confidence, and then erupted into a terrifying killing attempt. I saw a strong green light burst out from his body, covering the entire competition platform in the blink of an eye.

Ito-ryu's body, from the inside out, has turned emerald green. And because the green light is so concentrated, it makes him seem to be a transparent jade carving, which looks extremely perfect.

Rumble!

Ito-ryu punched it out, and the air in front of him was squeezed into a shallow film, which was quickly filled with a green light.

The sword turned around to block. Hearing only a sonorous sound, he was even knocked back more than ten steps with a sword, and an abnormal flush surged on his face.

Ito-ryu laughed wildly and swooped straight at the sword. His speed was too fast, almost catching up with the speed of his previous sword. With three punches in a row, Jian Li was beaten backwards again and again.

If it weren't for Jian Li's faster reaction than ordinary people, I am afraid that under this kind of dense and rapid fist attack, he would soon be defeated.

"Why did Ito-ryu's strength improve so quickly all of a sudden?"

"This is, the tenth weight of Changchun Jue, the body of Changchun?!"

Someone shouted loudly, as if they had seen something incredible.

As one of the top ten magic tricks of martial arts, Changchun Jue's fame and power are beyond doubt. So far, only the master of the Changchun Courtyard has completed his cultivation.

Everyone never expected that Itoliu was so young, and he actually cultivated to the tenth level.

"Once you practice the body of spring, whether it is strength, speed or explosiveness, it will be increased by 50% on the original basis. As for defense and recovery, it has been doubled. And as long as the internal force is strong enough, it can be sustained forever. ”

An elder of the Changchun Courtyard said with a smile. Ito-ryu's strength was already strong, and once he used the body of Changchun, he didn't think that a few people could defeat him.

Tang Fengyue squinted.

He didn't expect that Itoliu not only recovered from his injuries, but also practiced the body of Changchun. A martial art like the body of Changchun to improve quality in an all-round way is indeed very tricky.

If you can't keep up, you'll be suppressed by him, even if you're faster than him, it's useless to not be able to break through his defenses. And Ito-ryu's own quality is terrifying, and with such an increase, few people can really match it.

"Get the hell out of here. ”

Ito-ryu was imposing, punching after punch, almost knocking the entire ring space into a vacuum. Under the opponent's serial offensive, the sword is in danger.

Tian Wanrong, who was in the audience, saw this scene and turned pale.

"Poof!"

In the nineteenth punch, Jian Li couldn't withstand the punch force, and was beaten by a punch to vomit blood.

"It's not over yet. ”

Ito-ryu didn't intend to let go of the sword, and smiled cruelly, and it was another series of three punches.

Jian Li's expression remained the same, and under the crisis, his eyes were calmer. Suddenly, his aura merged with the long sword in his hand. Extremely restrained, it seems that the whole person is integrated with the surrounding air.

Brush!

The sword was swung with a sharp sword. The sword was silent, but as fast as lightning, it stabbed into Ito-ryu's body almost first, sending out sparks.

This is a self-created killing move by Jian Li, a solitary kill.

"You want to kill me, dream. ”

Itoru was stunned at first, and then burst out laughing. With the body of Changchun, don't think about hurting him unless the attack power of the sword is doubled.

"It's time to finish. ”

Ito-ryu roared, his right fist was extremely condensed, and he pushed forward with a bang.

Changchun boxing!

Previously, it was just an ordinary fist strength, but it suppressed the sword power, and now it is blessed with Changchun Fist, and the power can be imagined. Almost instantly, the fist wind caused Jian Li's blood to spurt out.

But Jian Li is not a vegetarian, so he actually withdrew his sword at the last moment and cast a faster and fiercer triple sword move.

Three kills in one moment, three lonely kills.

Bang bang bang!

The sword light and fist were intertwined, and an incomparably terrifying aftermath erupted and scattered in all directions. Fortunately, a reinforced formation was set up outside each ring to prevent fluctuations from spreading. Otherwise, this blow alone would have to tear down the ring.

"Poof!"

The sword flew upside down in the sky.

In the audience, a girl's exclamation sounded.

Itoliu was also uncomfortable, and the sword's powerful triple sword light finally shattered his Changchun body, leaving a deep scar on his body. The lingering sword qi wantonly destroyed the meridians in his body, causing Ito to lose a large area of blood on his chest and staggered to his knees.

"Ryukatsu Ito. ”

The referee looked at Jian Li, who had fallen under the ring, and announced loudly.

Jian Li struggled to get up from the ground. He was seriously injured, but his eyes were still indifferent, staring at Ito-ryu who was smiling fiercely on the stage.

"The sword is worthy of the name of Baxiu. If it were someone else, no, even if Ito-ryu hadn't trained his body of spring, I'm afraid he might not be his opponent. ”

"That's a good point. However, there is no if, and in terms of strength, Ito-ryu is slightly better. ”

"These two are both defeated, and I am afraid it will affect the rest of the game. ”

In the midst of the crowd's discussion, Itoliu quickly stepped down, took out an elixir from his arms and swallowed it, and immediately recuperated on the spot. The same goes for Jian Li.

This situation basically occurs in every Qingyun Competition. Once you encounter a strong enemy and are seriously injured, if you don't treat it in time, you are likely to be defeated by an opponent who is weaker than you. It is not uncommon for nothing to have such examples. But a game is a game, and it doesn't stop just because you're injured.

After the battle between Jian Li and Ito-ryu, the next game lost a lot of color.

It wasn't until the third ring that the eleventh round and the nineteenth match began.

The two sides of the game are Tang Fengyue and the genius of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Hao.

"Brother Tang, I didn't expect us to meet so early. ”

Ouyang Hao held a folding fan in his hand and said with a faint smile.

"I didn't expect that either. ”

Tang Fengyue smiled back. (To be continued.) )