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

As soon as this remark came out, the audience instantly went into an uproar.

Caused an uproar.

"Awesome, it's over."

"One can't satisfy you anymore, you want to do three?"

"Really, I've seen someone who speaks harshly in the arena, but I've never seen someone who specializes in cruel things."

Lei Wang looked gloomy, staring at the direction of Jun Wuhui, this is his last hole card.

Otherwise, I will lose face today.

King Yan shook his head with a smile and said, "This is really not treating my team members as human beings."

"Young people are still full of energy after all."

"There is a price to be paid for underestimating the two brothers Zhou Dian."

Ye Tianwu opened his mouth in vain, he didn't look like a king, he was shocked like a 40-year-old baby.

Things seem to be getting more and more outrageous.

No one noticed that Ye Xiying's snow-white jade legs covered in fishnet stockings trembled slightly.

The shimmering eyes seemed to be suppressing some kind of emotion.

"Brother Fanchen, you are really overbearing."

"Too tough."

Zhou Dian's face turned red with anger: "You...are you humiliating us?"

"Do not."

Luo Fanchen shook his head.

"It's just to save time. After all, fighting without pressure is too boring."

Zhou Dian stared at Luo Fanchen steadfastly.

Sure enough, there was no irony in the eyes on the other side.

But this kind of ignorance is actually more uncomfortable than cursing and humiliating, who is not a genius.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, my brothers teamed up, it will be difficult for you to win."

Luo Fanchen did not deny it, but chuckled lightly and said:

"I like your confidence."

"Whizzing!"

Zhou Ji led Lin Keke, who was still in deep thought, onto the ring.

Reunited with Zhou Dian, facing off against Luo Fanchen, sharing the same hatred.

"Boom!"

Zhou Ji held the mourning stick with pale catkins flying.

Zhou Dian dragged a mottled copper-green suona.

Both are level 44. Standing together, the surrounding environment seems to be dark and gloomy.

Lin Keke shivered from the cold wind blowing, woke up a little bit, and summoned the Great Desolation Purple Qi Cauldron, inside the cauldron was filled with purple Qi, which was miraculous and extraordinary.

Three rings of yellow, yellow and purple soul rings lingered, and the purple energy dispelled the coldness.

She asked Luo Fanchen who was sitting there: "You said that we went the wrong way to assist?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Don't ask me, what you do is up to you."

"Everyone's understanding of support is different."

"As far as I'm concerned, a support that requires the distraction of teammates is not a good support."

"Help teammates clean up all enemies in sight and protect teammates from harm."

"This...is the support!"

"boom--"

Seat: I exploded! !

Luo Fanchen got up slowly, and his momentum exploded.

The cyan crystal scales are shining brightly, and the unicorn-patterned scales and claws are flying on the back.

The five internal organs were shining brightly, and the abundant blue light from the kidneys was the most dazzling, almost blinding the people present.

Brother Zhou Dian's breathing was stagnant, and his brows were locked.

There is a world of difference between off stage and on stage, only on stage will you know how scary it is to face this guy.

Damn!

Is this the sense of oppression that level [-] can have?

"cocoa."

Zhou Ji greeted her, and Lin Keke understood.

Jumping legs, quickly dodged backwards.

At the same time, the first and second soul rings lit up one after another, and four streaks of purple air flew out of the cauldron, submerging into the bodies of the two brothers respectively.

All the functions of the two brothers' bodies instantly increased by [-]%.

Almost comparable to a 46th-level soul master, the confidence to fight against Luo Fanchen suddenly gained.

"The fourth soul skill: Sang Bang Lonely Soul."

"The fourth soul skill: Night Cry of Hundred Ghosts."

The two brothers shot at the same time, and the fourth millennium soul ring shone simultaneously.

The mourning stick was shaken, and there were many white shadows.

The suona sounded like a ghost screaming.

The two take the center as the origin, quickly attract, and their bodies overlap together.

A lonely black and white light burst out.

And Luo Fanchen stood there, observing with great interest.

He was very curious about what the martial soul fusion technique was like, and was full of desire to explore.

Waited quietly, without interrupting.

Black and white rays of light radiated across the audience, like a ferocious beast that devours people, engulfing Luo Fanchen, the surrounding colors disappeared, and everything in the arena world turned into black and white.

There are fine pieces of white paper under the sky, and black flames are burning.

To see such a spectacle.

All the audience were stunned, it was the first time they had seen such an overbearing and special martial soul fusion skill.

Crushing Fengyun combination.

Lei Wang was surprised, Ye Tianwu couldn't help but said:

"The martial soul fusion skills of these two boys can actually appear in a field that can only be possessed by high-level soul masters?"

The corner of Yan Wang's mouth overflowed with a fox-like smile.

"The two brothers Zhou Ji are a combination I have worked hard to cultivate. Although the power in the field is not strong now, it will be bad luck for Boy Luo to underestimate it, hahaha."

Seeing Luo Fanchen capsized in the gutter, he laughed heartily.

I almost thought it was over just now, thanks to this kid who didn't hit one by one.

"Father, what's going on?" Ye Xiying asked anxiously.

Ye Tianwu frowned: "It's troublesome, boy Luo is careless, he might lose."

At this time, Jun Wuhui suddenly opened his eyes, and a murderous look flashed across his eyes.

After conditioning, he stood up from the ground.

Just happened to see the scene on the ring, Luo Fanchen was standing in the black and white domain of the fusion technique.

"Brother Jun, you're finally awake." Rukawa Den's weak voice came.

Jun Wuhui looked down and saw that the three teammates were all crippled, half dead.

There is only one support stone left intact.

"Who did it!" Jun Wuhui frowned.

Rukawa Den immediately recounted Luo Fanchen's behavior, and Jun Wuhui frowned even more.

"Twin martial souls?"

"It doesn't matter, I will make a move."

"No wonder they want to lick this little boy, it turns out they hugged a new thigh."

Looking at the battle on the stage, Jun Wuhui laughed wildly and said:

"So what, he has twin martial souls, and I have a second thousand-year soul ring."

"Leading by level [-], what am I going to lose!"

"You two bitches, soon you will know what regret is."

Shi Buyan suddenly felt that this line was a bit familiar, the last one said so.

It seems that I would die without my crazy pills.

In the black and white field of the arena, the voices of the two brothers sounded out of thin air.

"How dare you let us complete the fusion technique?"

"Luo Fanchen, you are doomed."

"Ruth-"

The stern suona is breathtaking, like a ghost crying, shaking the soul.

The shadows of white sticks overlapped one after another, bringing gusts of wind.

He planned to destroy Luo Fanchen's spirit first, and then launch a fatal blow.

"Oh?"

"Is it."

Luo Fanchen frowned, and seemed to feel the hateful eyes from the audience.

Turning his head, he happened to see the superior and proud Jun Wuhui.

He grinned.

"The second soul ring is a thousand years old, it doesn't seem to be a big deal."

"Shh!"

"Shhh!!"

Two soul rings containing rich purple rose from Luo Fanchen's feet.

The second way is even more profound, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the year is more than 5000 years old.

Jun Wuhui, who had just finished bragging, was breathless, and his mouth that opened in laughter didn't even have time to close.

The heart twitched violently.

"impossible!!!"

"Push!"

The sip of tea that Ye Tianwu had just taken suddenly spurted out.

The smile on King Yan's face stopped abruptly.

Lei Wang, who had just sat down, suddenly got up and repeated the same trick.

The four of Ye Longhe were shocked and numb.

The Ye Xiyan sisters laughed without saying a word, and the audience's eyeballs almost popped out.

Look dumbfounded.

The black and white field shook, and it seemed that the funeral brothers were also frightened and almost collapsed.

Regarding the martial soul fusion technique, Luo Fanchen felt that he should show some respect.

Stepping on his foot, the first soul ring glowed with purple light and poured into his body.

"Shock it!"

A crimson fire blazed from under Luo Fanchen's feet and spread upward.

All the blue crystal scales that have been burned by the flames quickly turned into red crystal scales burning with flames, as if there was magma flowing inside, when the flames burned over the top of the head.

"Keng--"

Luo Fanchen covered his body with burning flame armor, and his whole body was burning with raging flames.

Like a flame god of war.

The Baishi brothers were terrified, why the sound of the suona couldn't shake Luo Fanchen's spirit.

Seeing that something was wrong, dozens of white mourning stick shadows were thrown towards him.

"ended."

Luo Fanchen said lightly, bending his right arm.

In an instant, the entire arm completely turned into a golden-red flame, and he punched out.

A dazzling pillar of flame rose into the sky.

The bursting flame fist pierced through everything.

All the mourning sticks on the path were smashed to pieces.

All the shredded paper scattered in the sky turned into ashes, and all the suona sounds stopped abruptly.

The entire black and white field is broken like a mirror.

The two black and white figures screamed, vomited blood and fell from the air, falling heavily to the ground.

His whole body was burning with flames, and finally he was burnt and limp.

Luo Fanchen slowly withdrew his fist, his pupils reddened.

fire punch,

Dedicated to all the bells and whistles, breaking through all methods with one force, and pressing the silence button for the audience...