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

"Shh!"

On the green steel arena,

Excitedly, Ye Longhe and the others dragged their exhausted bodies close to the man who led them to break through the historical record and win the knockout round.

Luo Fanchen raised his hand, and the black lotus flew back and submerged into the green lotus, recovering eighteen lotus leaves, which attracted the curious attention of the audience.

Lin Shengyi was punched in the audience, but Hei Lian was not injured.

But there was a dull pain in my chest, I wanted to rub it, and I was embarrassed to want to heal it.

Thinking of the opponent not playing cards according to the routine, the rogue would not give himself a chance to play his mobile phone.

The calm and peaceful state of mind has been destroyed, and a trace of embarrassment has arisen.

"This guy!"

"What's the matter, Clan Sister, I'm Daddy Luo, isn't my Brother Luo great?"

Lin Keke covered Cherry's small mouth, why did she keep talking from her heart recently.

When Lin Shengyi lost his mind, he didn't care about her slip of the tongue.

"What is he in such a hurry to do? Is he afraid of picking up my auxiliary boosting skills? Or..."

Lin Keke blinked Kazilan's beautiful eyes: "Hey, is it possible that he is not afraid, but he is simply deliberately torturing your mentality."

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Lin Shengyi was stunned, and said in amazement: "Is he that bad?"

"Bad, but bad."

Lin Keke nodded seriously: "Sister, you have to be careful with him, don't fall into his clutches unknowingly."

Lin Shengyi shook his head, but he didn't care about these words at all.

I plan to sign up for the individual competition, and meet Luo Fanchen for a while.

For so many years, there has not been a young soul master who can withstand her full support.

Lin Keke's cute little face was full of joy, and she didn't feel the loss of a defeated one at all.

The Great Elder, Third Elder, and Lin Qianjue next to him had already put on pain masks.

"Miss, please restrain yourself, we're about to cry." The team member said sadly with a mournful face.

"Hey!" Lin Keke comforted: "It's no shame to lose to my brother Luo, cheer up."

Lin Qianjue was so shocked that he repeated in his mouth: "Just a little bit, just a little bit!"

Lin Keke rolled his eyes, secretly thinking that it was a little bit worse.

"Forget it, I won't tell you any more, just watch the game yourself."

"Elder, you have a bet with Keke."

The Great Elder couldn't hold back his face, he gripped the dragon's head and crutch tightly, his veins throbbing.

The third elder sternly said: "Ke Ke, you and the first elder are betting singled out."

"Qian Jue hasn't lost yet."

"That kid's auxiliary ability is indeed very good, but he didn't dare to accept the soul skills that Shengyi used seriously, which shows that he is still not as good as Shengyi."

"Secondly, there is no teammate to help him wear Qian Jue's physical strength in the one-on-one battle. How can he win?"

Lin Qianjue's eyes glowed again.

"Correct!"

"I haven't lost yet."

"There is still a chance to avenge the blood hatred in the heads-up match!!!"

"What if my Brother Luo, a weak support, doesn't sign up for the individual competition?"

Lin Keke's words stunned Lin Qianjue, who had rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Don't worry, Brother Luo will definitely participate in the Challenger League. The team and individual double championships are not a big problem."

"What are you kidding?"

"Miss, that's not what you do in your dreams."

"It's a miracle that he brought such a team here. What will he win in the next round?"

The elder retorted, feeling that Lin Keke still had too little knowledge and did not understand the terror of the top teams in the empire.

The second round of the knockout round will start soon, with Emperor City facing Yan Prison City.

The last martial arts champion, the grandson Ye Wudao broke out with terrifying power as soon as he opened the scene, rushing towards the innate supernatural power of the young master of the Panlong Sect, Meng Shang, and fought hard together.

The sad situation happened again.

Mang Shang was entangled by Ye Wudao, when the battle was in full swing, all six of his teammates were defeated, two of the opponent fell off the field, and the other four surrounded him.

"Boiled!"

"I'm fighting with you."

Meng Shang couldn't bear the bird spirit of losing two games in a row, and if he lost again, he would have to compete with Yanyun City and another team that lost the game for fourth, fifth, or sixth place.

What a shame!

With a tough body made of copper and iron, dense grains like granite appeared, and the skin began to turn red and hot, emitting white steam.

It seems to be about to display some secret technique.

The head of the Panlong Sect frowned, and said, "Mang Shang, stop and admit defeat."

Hearing his father's warning, Meng Shang took a deep breath.

I don't want to waste my efforts at this time and expose my cards.

The irritable state converged and returned to normal, and he glanced at Ye Wudao, the grandson of the opposite.

"Zhuo, this competition is really lucky, and I have encountered perverts in succession."

"I can't be unlucky in the individual competition."

Ye Wudao's blue vertical pupils are majestic and indifferent: "I hope you can bring pressure to me."

The imperial city was promoted smoothly, and the audience sitting at the home court were calm.

Isn't it normal for the last champion to be promoted?

Force Grameen.

The third match was between Drizzle City and Sword King City.

Xiao Yucheng sent out a remnant formation, but Jian Jiujue didn't make an appearance at all, and the audience closed their eyes to rest their minds.

With just three people in the ring, Drizzle City was blown up.

High in the sky, King Yan turned his head and comforted him intimately:

"Brother Yuwang, when you are angry, let it out twice, it will hurt your body if you hold it in for a long time."

"My brother is distressed."

Yu Wang's heart trembled with anger: "I'm so stupid..."

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Luo Fanchen, the young man seemed to notice something, and smiled at him.

hateful!

Damn it!You kid, just wait for me, I can't kill you and my surname is not Ye.

The sun sets on the western mountain, the crescent moon rises,

The night covered the sky above the Canglong Emperor City, and the stars scattered in the arena.

Dragon-shaped torches were burning from all directions, and the surroundings were like daytime.

The audience was excited, and there were only two final games left in the team competition.

The three teams that lost in the knockout rounds all went to the ring,

The three parties compete for the final four, five, and six places, and the one who falls first loses.

Amidst the heated discussion, a battle broke out in Yanyu City, Drizzle City, and Yanyun City.

Drizzle City was eliminated without any suspense.

After the team was disabled by Luo Fanchen,

After leaving the group stage, he was either being beaten, or he was on his way to being beaten.

Rock Prison City and Yanyun City launched an offensive and defensive drama, competing for No.4.

A surprising thing happened,

The entire audience thought that Yan Prison City, which had a gangster, would win.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared on the stage, Lin Shengyi seemed to be stimulated by Luo Fanchen, changed his low-key past, and went straight ahead of his teammates.

Exercising the fifth soul skill, a purple beam of light filled with terrifying vitality soared into the sky in an instant.

Boom in the gangster.

The third in the previous session, who was born with supernatural power, suddenly rose in momentum, but his body swelled up, and he barely stabilized his state after persisting for more than ten breaths.

But the surface of the body has already seeped bloodshot.

As a result, Lin Shengyi said something that made this Tianjiao's hair stand on end.

"I only used [-]% of the auxiliary effect of the fifth soul skill."

"Do you want to continue?"

Gang Shang simply led the team to surrender, handed over No.4, and scolded his mother angrily when he stepped down, the individual competition must be about to turn around.

Lin Shengyi took a deep look in Luo Fanchen's direction, and found that the other side didn't panic at all, and didn't even look at her at all, and stretched out his hand to pick up the perfumed pear that Ye Xi had peeled.

She twitched her eyebrows slightly, remained silent, and stepped off the stage slowly with lotus steps.

As time passed, the atmosphere became tense.

The master of ceremonies loudly announced that the Canglong Empire, the team battle competition, and the final battle of the pinnacle had begun.

The three parties fought for the top three.

"I invite Sword King City to appear!!"

The popular Wang Jianjiujue has countless voices, unique temperament, and even has a large number of fans.

"I invite this year's biggest dark horse, Qianlong City!!"

The Qianlong City cheering group shouted hoarsely with excitement,

As for Drizzle City...these cities let out ear-piercing hisses and slandering sounds.

When Ye Wudao led his teammates from Emperor City to the stage, the scene reached its climax.

The whole venue seemed to vibrate in the cheers of the home crowd.