Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

In the inner circle of the square, under the raised tungsten gold arena.

The Qianlong City team gathered here.

Luo Fanchen turned his head to look at the two passages opened by the crowd.

After seeing the makeup of the Yanyun City team members, they couldn't help being stunned.

The two leading youths, one with a black face and black clothes, and the other with a white face and white clothes.

Why is this dressed like black and white impermanence?

And look at the appearance or twins?

Weird.

Fortunately, the other three team members looked normal. Among them was a cute girl with big eyes wearing a fairy dress and white socks, which attracted the attention of many viewers.

"The black-faced and white-faced brothers are a famous funeral group, also known as the white-faced group."

YangMeng didn't know when he came to Luo Fanchen's side, and said softly.

Luo Fanchen's skin tightened, and he always felt that something was wrong with his eyes.

Fuck, YangMeng can't be a troublemaker, right?

Get out, I'm not good at fencing in my life, but I'm good at being funny.

Luo Fanchen leaned closer to the two women, distanced himself from Yang Meng, and asked strangely:

"White things combination?"

YangMeng nodded, and said mysteriously: "When you see them make a move, you will know what's going on."

Luo Fanchen stared and threatened: "Speak half of what you say, and half of it is my brother."

"Is there such a good thing?" YangMeng pinched the orchid finger, and said pleasantly, "I think it's an eyesore."

"You're wrong!"

Luo Fanchen was shocked, dumbfounded, and quickly ran away.

Only the fresh fragrance from the hot bodies of the two sisters next to him can make him feel at ease.

"I haven't finished introducing you yet. The two youths behind are from Fengyun Group, and that girl is from the top two in the world, from the Great Desolate Ziqi Sect."

Luo Fanchen pleaded: "Brother Yang, I have one request right now, please stay away from me."

"Ah."

There was a cold snort in the distance.

Luo Fanchen looked sideways, and the leader of the Tianlei City team was obviously an old acquaintance, Jun Wuhui.

Behind them were three purple-haired youths with cold and proud expressions and a chubby man.

After Jun Wuhui arrived, he immediately aroused the fear of many people.

The voice was lowered a little.

Everyone knows that Tianlei City has produced a terrifying genius at the level of a big daddy this year.

At level 48, the spirit is still the Fenglei White Tiger, one of the four most powerful beasts in the world.

Both strength and talent crushed others by a large margin.

Ye Youling said angrily, "What the fuck is this guy doing!"

Li Xukun said: "He has the capital of stinky farts, level 48, our captain is only level 44, it's difficult."

YangMeng jokingly said: "If it's difficult, don't do it, just vote."

Li Xukun shook his head and said resolutely: "No! Whoever loves you is a son of a bitch. In order to marry my maid, I will try my best to touch him today."

Ye Youling muttered: "My maid, why does the name sound so familiar?"

When she met her sister's eyes, she suddenly realized: "Oh, I remembered, she was that day..."

"Shh!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Luo Fanchen covered her sexy red lips and shook his head.

"Woooo."

When the sisters Yeyouling looked at Li Xukun who was gritting his teeth and forging ahead, the disgust in their eyes was less, and there was more sympathy. They knew how Qiao Biluo was shocked by the street.

At this moment, Luo Fanchen felt a strong malicious gaze staring at him.

Turning his head to look, it was indeed Jun Wuhui, his eyes were full of contempt and murderous aura.

Luo Fanchen was not angry.

He flashed his trademark kind smile.

Just when Jun Wuhui was stunned and didn't understand that he was not smiling, Luo Fanchen raised his arms and hugged the slender waist of Sister Yeyouling at the same time.

Jun Wuhui's angry blood immediately rushed to his brain.

And Luo Fanchen reached out and patted Ye Xi's upright buttocks wrapped in the cheongsam.

"Clap."

Jun Wuhui's eyes were about to split open, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were red.

A gloomy voice came from the throat like a ghost.

"Zhu Zi'an dares to be so angry with me."

"court death."

Ye Xi's face was so red that she was about to drip water, and she refused to be spanked in public.

Not even tolerated.

But she guessed Luo Fanchen's purpose, and avoiding him at this time would be to save the man's face.

As for Jun Wuhui, in fact, leaving aside the marriage contract, they haven't met a few times.

"Go back, go back and let Brother Luo apologize to himself."

"So impolite!"

Ye Youling was different, and actively cooperated with Luo Fanchen, hugging her with her arms behind her back, her beautiful legs wrapped in high-heeled meat stockings tilted, pressing her hot and delicate body even tighter.

Jun Wuhui was so angry that he was going to die, but he didn't threaten again.

"Brother Jun, what's going on." The purple-haired and arrogant young man asked behind him.

"No problem." Jun Wuhui took a deep breath, "It's just a provocation from a dying person."

"Is it the [-]th-level support that Lei Wang said?"

The purple-haired young man saw Luo Fanchen, who was hugging left and right, very chic.

"Correct."

Jun Wuhui instructed: "Remember, we don't want to scare him now, if he is too scared to compete, how can we find an opportunity to abolish him?"

The purple-haired youth's eyes brightened: "Brother Jun is more thoughtful."

"When it comes to the ring, there is no need for Big Brother Jun to make a move. The mere [-]th-level scum can be easily captured by the younger brother."

Lei Wang gave his team members a death order.

In the arena, the team battle must be won, Luo Fanchen must be abolished, and the hatred in his heart must be eliminated.

Jun Wuhui watched Luo Fanchen's hand slap on Ye Xi's buttocks and never came down.

That is a holy place that he has never touched.

My heart is full of anger, bastard, wait a minute, now is the countdown to your life.

There were only three teams in the square, and the people who were blocked by the black-armored soldiers all saw the invisible smoke on the field.

"Fuck, what kind of god is this guy, hugging left and right on the field?"

"Have you noticed that he is still provoking that Jun Wuhui."

"How dare he be a level [-] support!"

"Either he has a background, or he has a hole card, otherwise how could he be so brave."

"This year's Tianlei City lineup is a bit scary. Except for the support, the other four are all level [-]."

"Qianlong City and Yanyun City are only two levels [-] each, the difference in strength is too much."

"Don't underestimate our Yanyun City, so what about four forty levels, our Baishi brothers group is not joking with you, let alone the world's top two auxiliary spirits to help out!"

The people of Qianlong City became worried, because no matter how they looked at it.

The paper strength of their team is the worst today.

The other teams have invited the children of powerful forces as foreign aid, but they don't have any.

"Why doesn't King Wu ask for foreign aid?"

The people don't understand that among the three feudal lords, only King Wu is the most disciplined.

I don't want to let the big forces get involved in the secrets of their three cities.

"Tear!!"

The space was torn apart, and three powerful figures appeared.

The domineering Thunder King with surging thunder.

Fengxuan is the easy-going king of geese.

There is also the Tianwu King who stepped out of the space portal with the hot girl's daughter.

The three sat down on three luxurious and splendid king chairs at the end of the square.

"Meet the Three Kings!"

Tens of thousands of onlookers, soul masters, and participating team members all bowed and saluted in unison.

Demonstrate respect for the ninth-rank powerhouse, the vassal king of the Canglong Empire.

Inside and outside the square, Luo Fanchen was the only one standing there upright.

There is no such awareness at all.

It looks particularly abrupt, standing out from the crowd...