The Prince of the World

Dahuang Palace, above the ring.

A young man in white stands against a young man in white. Judging from their costumes, they all belong to the Great Desert Palace.

"Yanli, you are not dead today, it is hard to dispel the hate in my heart!" Ye Tianyu slowly pulled out a long green bladed sword from behind and smiled.

This long sword is different from ordinary ordinary implements. On the sword, there are strange runes flashing, and when the sword comes out, there is a fierce momentum.

Stimulate the true energy, the sword body will emit a Yingying Jianmang.

Unparalleled sword!

Yan Li narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly said, "Ye Tianyu, you made me realize that there is no sympathy for livestock. I spare you twice, but you always want to bite your benefactor, today , Without killing your animal on the ring, it will hardly dispel my hatred!"

Yan Li's words are not strong, but Keng will be powerful and will be conveyed to the ears of everyone in the ring. Almost everyone has a strange look on his face. The look of Ye Tianyu is a bit disdainful.

In the last competition between Yanli and Ye Tianyu, almost everyone on the scene watched it. I have heard of anyone who hasn’t watched. Yanli lost Ye Tianyu twice in a row and had the opportunity to kill him on the spot.

However, he did not do that, but generously forgave Ye Tianyu. It can be seen that although Yanli was young, he was very broad-minded.

On the other hand, Ye Tianyu, compared with Yanli, completely fell off, and others are weak and strong, and can spare you, but how about you?

People forgive you. Not only do you not appreciate it, but you are always thinking about killing the benefactor. Such a person is called ungrateful.

One is magnanimous, one is narrow-minded!

Feeling the contempt and disdainful eyes of everyone, Ye Tianyu's face was burning for a moment, and the eyes looking at Yanli were full of endless killing opportunities.

"Yanli, stop talking nonsense! Today, you will definitely die!"

The wind rises, the sword comes out!

Wushuang Sword burst into a cluster of emerald green radiance, forming a circle of flowing emerald green runes around the sword body, piercing the air, and with a huge roar of sound, went straight to Yan from the chest.

Feeling the entrained power on Ye Tianyu's sword, Yan Li's expression condensed. Ye Tianyu was himself a master of Shen Yuanjing. This pair of unparalleled swords increased his strength by at least 50%. Not far away.

Moan!!!

A sound like Long Yin suddenly sounded, Yanli pulled the sword in his hand, the long sword shook, and flew out at a strange angle.

Ye Tianyu's sword is so powerful that he feels uncomfortable, so Yan Li stabs the opponent's weakness.

"Ding!"

Yanli's long sword stabbed Wushuang's weak points, and made a clear sound, but he felt a tiger's mouth numb, stepped on the Sky Eagle step, and stepped back two steps before he resolved the anti-shock force.

Yan Li's sword made Ye Tianyu's sword stagnation, the sword body slightly deviated, but had little effect on him, his eyes faintly red.

The sword changed, and the unparalleled swords came out.

"puff!"

The Wushuang Sword came fiercely, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Yan Li looked awkward, wielded a long sword, and stabbed in the air again and again!

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Click on the tip of his sword in the same position of Wushuang sword several times in a row, and the powerful sword momentum is instantly broken.

"Wu Shuang Sword is powerful, but let's see who uses it. Ye Tianyu, you don't deserve to use this sword at all!"

Yan Li made a contemptuous drink, his body suddenly emerged, and his sword bloomed, just like the Feitian Waterfall, and the powerful momentum completely enveloped Ye Tianyu.

Although Yanli is not as good as Ye Tianyu in cultivation, don't forget that he is a sea of ​​qi built by nine cyclones. The true energy of his body is no less than that of Shen Yuanwu.

At the same time, he is a combination of three souls, powerful spiritual strength, and a profound warrior in the past life. How rich is his experience? Although Ye Tianyu has no double swords in his hand, the flaws in his moves cannot escape his eyes.

"what!"

Ye Tianyu exclaimed, but it was a feeling. At this moment, Yan Li's sword shadows are everywhere, and there is no escape.

"Go to die! Die!"

He let out an unwilling roar, and fought with all his strength to dance the Wushuang sword.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"puff!"

Yanli attacked the long sword a little bit, and finally pierced one side, seeing the opponent's left arm at the sight.

However, he also felt numbness in the palm of his hand, almost unable to hold the sword in his hand.

I don’t know how many times Yan Li’s combat experience is stronger than Ye Tianyu’s. However, he is limited by his cultivation practice. He breaks through the opponent’s defense, but can only slightly hurt the opponent’s back, otherwise, the strength of the middle-grade magic weapon will directly break. His long sword.

However, even if he retired, he retired extremely chicly.

The body seemed to be pulled by something, and flew back several meters, but Ye Tianyu didn't seem to find that he had taken a step back, still waving his Wushuang sword hard, and blocked himself strictly.

"Hahaha!"

"Poof!"

The disciples under the stage saw this and couldn't help laughing, but Meng Wushuang's eyebrows were wrinkled, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in Ye Tianyu's eyes.

Cultivation is obviously stronger than Yanli, and there are Chinese-grade instruments in hand, but they are restrained by Yanli everywhere, which is too wasteful.

However, this cannot be entirely blamed on Ye Tianyu. From his perspective, Yan Li's fighting consciousness is too strong, and he has a perfect grasp of the timing. At the same time, he also understands the essence of being able to point out the face and defeat the strong.

"Ye Tianyu, you want to show everyone the power of the magic weapon, you don't need to work so hard!" Yan Li urged Qi, responding to the palm of the numbness, but he spoke mockingly.

Words are an invisible sword, sometimes more powerful than a real sword.

Ye Tianyu already realized that Yan Li had retreated and stood up with his sword, but when he heard Yan Li's mocking tone and the ring, the countless pairs of eyes that looked like fools, he felt his chest blocked.

"Yanli, I will never die with you!"

With a roar, Ye Tianyu waved Wushuang Sword, bursting out a beam of extremely bright emerald green and slashing towards Yanli!

"boom!"

The powerful sword gas cut through the air, with an invincible momentum, like an angry sword dragon, coming as fast as the impact of lightning.

The sword did not arrive, but the air blew a strong wind out of thin air, blowing Yan Li's long hair.

His eyes narrowed, and he slowly raised the steel sword in his hand. At this moment, he didn't evade, and he didn't want to evade. He wanted the people below to see!

He, Yanli can justly defeat Ye Tianyu who holds the magic weapon. He Yanli can also occupy a place in the inner door, not everyone can suppress bullying!

Soaring!!!

The chaotic qi in Dantian suddenly rushed up, instantly reached the arm, and poured into the long sword.

Above the sword, black and white power flashed!

"puff!"

The long sword pierced out of thin air, as if piercing the air, and hit Ye Tianyu's full strength sword at a very fast speed!

"puff!"

Ye Tianyu's middle-class magic weapon has no double swords, and his momentum is unparalleled. The radiating awn is enough to tear any ordinary weapon.

However, at this moment, Yanli's mortal sword, as if incarnate as a peerless soldier, easily penetrated into his sword awn!

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The tip of the sword trembles, and the dots are on the flaws of the sword body!

The powerful force directly made Ye Tianyu unable to grasp Wushuang Sword, opened it subconsciously, and Wushuang Sword was swept away by Yan Li.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Jianguang flashed, Yan Li pointed at Ye Tianyu's hands and feet one after another, blood splattered, Ye Tianyu screamed and fell to the ground.

However, Yan Li used his sword to cut off his hand muscles!

Suddenly, Yanli broke the sword in his hand, and then broke apart inch by inch, and fell on the ring, while the audience was silent!