But Ito is worthy of being called a sword demon.

This magic word not only describes his strength, but also describes his style.

A Japanese sword, in Ito's hand, flashed with a dazzling white light like a laser sword in Star Wars.

In an instant, in the air, it seemed that a huge knife net appeared, which was extremely dense and enveloped the entire ring.

Such a fast knife technique, such a ruthless shot, if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that I will be cut by a thousand knives soon.

But Feng Qianxu was like a leisurely stroll, his body was like a ghost, in the air, turned into a phantom, and almost no one could see Feng Qianxu's movement trajectory clearly.

For a moment, Ito felt his body, head, chest, abdomen, and back being hit by countless fists.

The blows were almost in no particular order, as if dozens of punches were delivered at the same moment.

Ito's heart was secretly frightened: What a quick degree!

But after being attacked by Feng Qianxu dozens of punches, Ito was secretly relieved in his heart.

Because, Feng Qianxu's attack power is too low.

If he had a weapon in his hand, Ito would have died many times by now, but he was bare-handed.

These fists may be unbearable for ordinary martial artists, but Ito already has a cultivation close to that of a great grandmaster.

Feng Qianxu's attack hit his body like a raging storm, and the pain on the surface of his body continued to intensify.

But it didn't hurt Ito seriously.

He looked at Feng Qianxu, who had become an indistinct phantom in front of him, a vicious smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand slashed out several very strange knives in a row, and the persecuted Feng Qianxu's body paused slightly.

At this moment, Ito's figure flashed suddenly, and his whole person disappeared from the spot as if by magic.

This time, Feng Qianxu was also stunned.

But barely a fraction of a second before he reacted and took a sharp step forward.

At the same time, Ito's figure appeared from behind him, and the sword was silent, attacking from behind the wind and Qianxu.

Feng Qianxu's clothes, on the back, there was a big hole from the shoulders to the waist.

"It's a pity!" Ito shook his head, he used ninjutsu, and it was even more terrifying than ordinary ninjas, he didn't need to use any props, just like magic, disappearing out of thin air.

Feng Qianxu felt a chill on his back, reached out and touched it, and broke out in a cold sweat.

If he hadn't been fast enough, the knife would have split him in half.

And over there, Ito disappeared again.

Xiao Daocheng was in the audience, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said to himself: Fortunately, I didn't go up, I didn't expect that this Ito's strength is so terrifying, this is daytime, sneaking under the sun, almost equivalent to a person with stealth abilities!

Only Ye Cuo secretly sneered in his heart, Ito's stealth, in the eyes of others, seemed to have disappeared completely, but in Ye Cuo's eyes, it was clear.

Stealth is the use of the refraction of light, causing visual hallucinations, not really disappearing.

Ye Cuo took a deep breath and opened his mouth to say, "Right rear!"

His voice was condensed into a line by the internal force, spreading in the air, only to Feng Qianxu, and even Pei Ao, who was standing beside him, couldn't hear it.

In Feng Qianxu's ears, he heard a sound as thin as a mosquito, although he didn't know who said it, but he didn't hesitate at all, and his body flashed, as if teleporting, to the other side of the ring.

At this time, Ito seemed to rush out of the void and pounced again.

Two people now, one is weak in attack, the other is slow, and no one can help anyone.

Yan Xie said below: "Little devil, can you do it, I took the watermelon knife and cut it for a long time, and I didn't even touch a chicken feather." Are you still challenging the whole of China like this? Can you challenge the actresses of the island countries?"

Ito's face was like frost, looking at Feng Qianxu, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Die, die!" Ito chirped and rushed towards Kazechio.

Feng Qianxu's body, like a fast-turning fan blade, was completely invisible.

But at this moment, a large cloud of green smoke suddenly floated out of Ito's body, a faint layer, enveloping the entire ring.

Feng Qianxu didn't notice it for a while, took a breath, and was dizzy for a while, his feet were weak, and he staggered to the other side of the ring, reaching out to cover his mouth and nose.

"Damn, the little devil's fart stinks?" said Yan Xie below, "Xiao Xuxu, you haven't been stunned." ”

Feng Qianxu said angrily in the ring: "This is poisonous smoke, not fart!"

Although Feng Qianxu was not in danger of his life, his degree slowed down significantly, and everyone could see him.

"Die!" the corners of Ito's mouth hooked up a sinister smile, and his body was like the wind.

Feng Qianxu secretly said that it was not good in his heart, shook his head, and forcibly sobered himself up, but everything he saw in front of him had a ghost.

Swish!

A white sword light, Feng Qianxu barely dodged it, and his body was shaky.

Ye Cuo's brows furrowed, Feng Qianxu is the son of the boss of the Dragon Group, if there is really any accident, it is difficult for him to explain.

But this kind of duel, before the winner is decided, directly intervenes, which is tantamount to admitting defeat.

Ye Cuo was secretly entangled in his heart.

In the ring, Feng Qianxu was forced to be in a hurry, and the clothes on his body were constantly chopped.

Feng Qianxu was shrouded in poisonous mist, although he held his breath, but the poison was still penetrating, from the pores of the body, into the blood.

Such a high-intensity exercise made the blood flow faster, and after a while, everyone could see that Feng Qianxu was already shaking.

If it weren't for the powerful ability bloodline, his degree would still be stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, at this time, I am afraid that he would have died under Ito's sword.

Whew!

The sword light was like a wave, Feng Qianxu couldn't bear it anymore, and on his body, there were blood marks.

The strength of his body is also quite terrifying, Ito can't directly cut off his arm, he can only cut out a cut of about a centimeter, and blood is flying.

Ye Cuo stood up and prepared to go on stage to save Feng Qianxu.

As for the rules, I have to not follow them at this time, anyway, I will kill all these little devils directly, and it doesn't matter if I obey the rules or not.

Just as Ye Cuo was about to take the stage, Feng Qianxu suddenly stopped, and looked at Ito with a pair of eyes: "Are you going to kill me?"

Ito looked at Feng Qianxu and saw that his eyes were shining, like two stars.

Ito was shocked and said secretly: It's not good!

But he couldn't take his eyes off anymore, so he could only look at Feng Qianxu's eyes.

Feng Qianxu blinked: "Kneel." ”

Ito's whole body trembled, and the whole person seemed to be covered by a ghost, and slowly knelt down, but he had a strong and unyielding will, resisting and not letting himself kneel.

Feng Qianxu's voice, extremely gentle, and a soft smile, was even more dizzying than a girl: "You are tired, what are you still fighting, kneel down, rest!"

It's like hypnosis, and the voice makes people feel soft all over their bodies, wanting to listen to him.

Boom!

Ito involuntarily fell to his knees.

Feng Qianxu, awakened the second ability, ** technique!