Qingwu fairy Yan Qingwu, Tianxing son Murong Di, Douling son Xia Houchuan, Fengxue fairy Xu Lin, and Gale son Han Yiming.
So far, Li Fuchen has defeated five young master-level and fairy-level figures.
As for Su Muyu, although Li Fuchen hadn't met her yet, Su Muyu had been defeated by Murong Di. Naturally, he could not be Li Fuchen's opponent, so if he did not meet him, it would not have any impact.
After defeating the young man of the wind, Han Yiming, Li Fuchen was like a rainbow, standing on the stone pillar of Tiangang, his figure was as straight as a sword, giving people a sense of sharpness with sword aura.
On the opposite side of the round table, the Dragon Sword Master Akabane Ye, one south and one north, faintly restrained.
The star ranking contest, the farther behind, the more intense.
Xingyun Mountain and Tiangang Formation seemed to have consciousness and controlled the rhythm of the game. Although there were fierce battles in the early stage, the frequency was very low.
In the third thousand and two hundred games, Changchun's son Teng Qingyun confronted the violent wind son Han Yiming.
Teng Qingyun's weapon is a dark green bamboo pole, which resembles wood and not wood, or gold but not gold, just like a work of art.
Han Yiming relied on his light skills and superb skills, flashing around Teng Qingyun, waiting for an opportunity to attack.
But Teng Qingyun's only one move forced him to panic.
As the head of the Six Young Masters, Teng Qingyun is top in every aspect. The dark green bamboo pole in his hand seems to be alive. With a random wave, the air is vigorous and vigorous, as if spring is here, and everything grows and grows endlessly.
"Consummation-level Xuan-level high-level martial arts!"
Li Fuchen was surprised.
How could he not see that Teng Qingyun had raised the true meaning of this martial arts to the level of perfection, and every move was very complete.
In conjunction with Shangqidi Demon Realm peak cultivation base, no matter the level of sophistication or power, it is very terrifying.
"Overgrown with vegetation!"
On the round stage, after the five moves, Teng Qingyun's ultimate move was violent, and the dark green bamboo pole in his hand transformed the shadow of the lush bamboo pole, covering Han Yiming, who was constantly evasive.
Puff!
Han Yiming vomited blood back, and instantly lost.
Teng Qingyun and Xu Lin ran into the 3500 game.
The battle between the two was extremely fierce, and it was three points fiercer than Li Fuchen's battle.
Xu Lin occupies a high level of cultivation, a high level of cultivation technique, with compelling moves and blizzard-like vigor, blasting towards Teng Qingyun endlessly.
Although Teng Qingyun’s cultivation base and cultivation technique are not as high as Xu Lin’s level, Teng Qingyun’s martial arts level is higher, and Teng Qingyun’s consciousness is obviously higher than that of others. Otherwise, it’s impossible to defeat them with six strokes. Han Yiming.
Puff puff puff...
The shadow of the bamboo pole was agile and swift, bursting into a cloud of wind and snow, but after a long time, Teng Qingyun's body guard was also covered with a thin layer of frost, and the infuriating movement slowed down a lot.
"It's wind and snow."
As the cultivation base broke through to the half-step Tiangang realm, Xu Lin used this trick, and there were almost no sequelae. In a flash, the violent wind and snow blasted Teng Qingyun.
"Good job."
Teng Qingyun's complexion was serious, and the dark green bamboo pole in his hand was suddenly dyed with a layer of purple.
Purple is shiny, purple is coquettish.
"break!"
Teng Qingyun gave a violent shout, and the bamboo poles dyed purple, like a broken bamboo, pierced through the wind and snow, and pointed it on Xu Lin's body guard.
laugh!
The purple Qi Jin was like the tip of a needle, and it suddenly penetrated Xu Lin's body guard and shot into her body.
Blood spurted out, and Xu Lin backed away.
"Xuan-level top martial arts?"
Xu Lin was surprised.
Teng Qingyun did not take advantage of the victory, and slowly said: "Yes, my martial arts is called the Ziqi Shenzhen. Although I haven't cultivated my true meaning yet, it has already achieved success. It is easy to break your body protection."
"The Xuan-level top martial arts of the Dacheng realm?"
Everyone exclaimed.
The Xuan-level top-level martial arts, as the name suggests, is the most powerful among the Xuan-level martial arts. In this era when prefecture-level martial arts is scarce, the Xuan-level top-level martial arts is supreme.
Although the Xuan-level top-level martial arts of the Dacheng realm has not yet grasped the true meaning, the method of invigorating vitality is extremely mysterious.
It can be seen that Teng Qingyun's purple qi magic needle martial arts can condense a large amount of true qi into a single line, breaking the body of true qi as if there is nothing, let alone Xu Lin, it is estimated that even the three kings are not willing to directly Take a blow.
"As expected to be the leader of the Six Young Masters, he has actually cultivated the top martial arts of the Xuan-level to the realm of Dacheng."
Li Fuchen admired secretly.
The Xuan-level high-level martial arts has always been the Xuan-level high-level martial arts.
Xuan-level top martial arts, the theory of movement mystery has reached an extreme.
"It's amazing, it's amazing, this child's martial arts achievements are almost catching up with me." Zhao Wujin smiled bitterly.
He is the peak cultivation base of the Heavenly Gang Realm, and now he can only comprehend the true meaning of Xuan-level top martial arts.
Ouyang Wentian said: "This son is one of the top people of this era, and his martial arts achievements are normal."
Compared with Zhao Wujin, Ouyang Wentian was surprised, but not too surprised.
In their time, the top people, as long as they did not die, are now the middle-level or even high-level cultivation base of the born-out state, and he is only the second-level cultivation base of the born-out state, and the gap is evident.
And Zhao Wujin's acquisition of the entire continent was nothing. He was just an ordinary true gold disciple in Canglan Sect at the beginning.
Naturally, it is hard to imagine the terrible aspect of Tianjiao.
In the 3rd thousand and 650th game, the Sanjue fairy Jiang Ruoliu confronted Luo Feiyun, the son of Feijian.
Facing Jiang Ruoliu, the head of the Four Fairies, Luo Feiyun didn't dare to be careless at all, and immediately opened the distance, and the flying sword secret technique broke out.
Jiang Ruoliu, who has a half-step Tiangang realm cultivation base, has an amazing aura, and her aura, with a trance mood, Luo Feiyun’s flying sword secret method, is a good example, but at this moment, it seems like he has missed his head, Ming Mingjiang Ruo Liu didn't move, but he didn't hit her once.
"Illusion?"
Li Fuchen narrowed his eyes.
It is also a supreme arrogant, Jiang Ruoliu's illusion, naturally can not make Luo Feiyun into the illusion, but it is too simple to have Luo Feiyun affected.
In the end, Jiang Ruoliu shot Luo Feiyun away with one palm with the help of illusion.
At this moment, apart from the Thunder King Situ Lei, even the immovable King Qi Heng and the Golden Whip King Jin Xudong could not help but look serious.
They were not sure that they would be able to resist Jiang Ruoliu's illusion. They did not expect to see the other party's illusion after three years.
In the 3720th game, Jiang Ruoliu defeated Han Yiming, the son of the storm again, and the power of illusion made Han Yiming at a loss.
In the 3900th game, Li Fuchen confronted Teng Qingyun.
One is the king of the dark horse, and the other is the head of the Six Young Masters. This duel is undoubtedly a super heavyweight duel, second only to Wang Xing.
"You are not my opponent."
Teng Qingyun said lightly.
Li Fuchen's hole cards have been exposed, and apart from defense, his strength is about the same as Xu Lin's.
Unfortunately, his purple spirit needle has a first-rate defensive effect.
Specially restrained Li Fuchen.
"It's not necessarily."
Li Fuchen's expression was calm, unaffected by Teng Qingyun's words.
"Oh?"
Teng Qingyun was slightly surprised. Seeing Li Fuchen's appearance, it seemed that he still had a hole card.
"I want to see, what is your trump card?" Teng Qingyun took the lead in attacking, with the dark green bamboo pole in his hand, illusion of heavy shadows, drilled towards Li Fuchen.