Ultra Fighting Legend.

Chapter 1732 Mitsuo Banqiao: You savior who killed a thousand swords! Dare you make gestures with me!
"It's so talkative, I don't even know what you're doing."

But these words are basically useless to Yaohui or Zeta.

Not to mention that Yaohui has already lived through his own TV and has grown up, but his own personality alone has no special thoughts on this matter.

What do you expect an idiot to think about this kind of thing?
"That's right, although I don't know why everyone is like this, but I believe everyone must like me." The scene in front of me overlapped with the scene where the children competed to play Triga that night. It was possible in the past that Jian Wu's mentality could be changed, but now, he already has his own understanding of this kind of thing.

"What everyone really thinks is definitely not what you show!" Triga nodded, and said in a deep voice: "You who control everyone and prevent everyone from smiling, you are really damned."

Mitsuo Itabashi: .
"As I said earlier, this method is no longer useful." At this time, another Kyriairod, someone who looked like Chef Wang Gang, came out, and his stiff face showed a smile. Weird smile.

"This kind of old-fashioned thing is no longer applicable in the new era."

"Hmph, speaking is better than singing." Mitsuo Banqiao curled his lips: "Then based on what you see, what method do you want to use?"

"There is only one way." As he said, he crossed his hands in front of his body, and under the gaze of Mitsuo Itabashi, this new partner did not want to pretend, and directly revealed his original appearance.

"I will tell them, who is the real savior who can save mankind." Restored to the huge body of the third-generation Kiriarod, compared with the second-generation Balrog that was specially strengthened for Tiga and Nexus before, The warriors, the three generations of Kirielods were even a little thin.

But the power hidden in this thin body must not be underestimated.

"Do you want to prove to humans that you have the power to defeat Ultraman?" Mitsuo Itabashi sneered, "It's really beyond your control."

"Really? Didn't you say that this kind of power is so powerful that it is incomparable?" After Kiriarod said such a sentence inexplicably, he turned his eyes to the other side, which is Zeta and Te. Liga's side.

Walking around, full of confidence, the strength brought to him by three generations of warriors is the capital that makes him calm.

"What a troublesome guy." Although he didn't really want to do this, but facing his companion, since he had already turned the table, Mitsuo Itabashi naturally had no intention of stopping.

With his hands folded on his chest, Mitsuo Itabashi prepared to liberate himself and return to his three-generation Kiriarod body.

But just as he had this idea, a sudden gust of wind from behind kicked him in the back at a speed that he couldn't even react to, kicking him into the air and falling to the grass beside him. , fell a mouth full of mud.

"Who is it!" Mitsuo Itabashi categorically couldn't accept being attacked suddenly.

Although he always felt that this feeling of being kicked was a little inexplicably familiar, but he only thought it was his own illusion.Angrily turned around and questioned the attacker behind him, ready to give him a little color.

But... when he turned around and looked at the man in short-sleeves standing in front of him, Mitsuo Itabashi was in shock, and couldn't help feeling a little horrified.

"You are!"

"Why, long time no see, have you even forgotten my name?" Yuanquan twisted his wrist, greeting Mitsuo Itabashi as if reuniting with an old friend: "Yo~ Long time no see, how have you been?"

"Yuanquan! Yuanquan!!!" But compared to the familiarity of Yuanquan's old friend, Banqiao Mitsuo's eyes turned red at that moment. Rushed to the source.

Putting his clenched fist by his side, Mitsuo Itabashi let out a roar of unknown meaning.

What kind of companions, what kind of greatness of the god of Kyrierod, all were abandoned by him.

At this moment, there is only one person in his eyes, and that is Yuanquan!

At the same time, the three generations of warriors on the other side also rushed towards Zeta and Trija.

Yaohui, as a senior, took the lead and rushed to the front, and switched to the alpha armor posture in the blink of an eye, acting as the vanguard.

Trija switched his form to the sky type. While Zeta was acting as the main attacker to attract the attention of the opponent, he was responsible for the output as a support, and also made up for the shortcomings of the attack that Zeta could not take care of in the attack.

This is the tacit understanding developed between Trija and Zeta during the special training during this period.

The battle over there finally started, but here, silently calculating the attack distance of Mitsuo Itabashi, he turned sideways at the nick of time, while avoiding the attack, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Mitsuo Itabashi's wrist, restraining his attack. The momentum of rushing forward stopped him in front of him.

"Is this how you welcome old friends?" Yuanquan said with a half-smile.

"What old friend! I can't wait to crush you and blow you to pieces!!!" Itabashi Mitsuo panted heavily, his red eyes seemed to be suffering from pink eye disease.

Taking the dead face of the Kirielod people in a human posture, Mitsuo Itabashi's demeanor can become like this, one can imagine how serious the anger in his heart is.

"Tsk, that's boring." Yuanquan curled his lips: "I've met the witch before, and we had a great conversation~"

"You guy who deserves to be hacked into pieces! Ten thousand times is not enough for you! It's not enough!!!" He tried hard to pull his hand back, but faced with the power of the source, Mitsuo Itabashi couldn't hold back Withdrew his hand.

"It's almost enough, Banqiao." At this time, the witch's faint voice sounded from behind the source, which stunned Mitsuo Banqiao for a moment, and made him even more furious.

"What the hell are you thinking? A witch!! Do you still hold that unrealistic fantasy?!" Mitsuo Itabashi looked at the witch behind Yuanquan, and shouted angrily: "It is impossible for you and him! Since then, it has been impossible!"

"What is it about him that fascinates you? Can make you like this!"

Facing Mitsuo Banqiao's questioning, the witch shook her head, and said calmly, "It's not like that. I haven't thought about what you think of me a long time ago."

"It's just that he's here now, and everything is over." The witch's voice raised slightly.

"Before the true savior, before his power, you."

"You are a warrior of darkness! How can you bow your head to the power of light?!" Itabashi Mitsuo directly interrupted the witch: "Witch, see your own identity clearly!"

"Anyway, Banqiao." The witch still insisted on her opinion: "It's over, I don't want to see you killed."

"Before you make more murders, stop here."

Mitsuo Itabashi was gasping for breath, his red eyes seemed to be eating people, he looked at the witch for a while, and the source for a while.

"You said that since he came, everything is over, right?" Taking a few deep breaths, Mitsuo Itabashi suppressed the anger in his heart, and forced himself to calm down: "Witch, if you didn't run away at the beginning, this kind of regret The mood is what you said, right?"

"You still have thoughts about you at the beginning, don't you?"

"Then I will break your fantasy!"

"Female"

Before the follow-up words were finished, Yuanquan threw it out directly, allowing it to fly in mid-air and land in embarrassment, staggering back.

"What you said, I almost thought you were the protagonist." Taking a step forward, Yuanquan blocked the witch behind him, and faced Mitsuo Itabashi alone: ​​"What you said is in the past, whether it is my thoughts or the witch It’s not the same anymore.”

"You!" Itabashi Mitsuo pointed at Yuanquan angrily.

"good good good good!!!"

"Do you dare to make gestures with me!"

(End of this chapter)