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

"His Royal Highness Wudao!!!"

"Master Sword!"

In the magnificent fighting arena, the voices of female fans are particularly harsh.

Although Luo Fanchen's face value is against the sky, Jian Jiujue and Ye Wudao still have more supporters.

Without him, the past record is really too prominent.

Although Luo Fanchen's performance was amazing, he was just a support anyway.

The attractiveness to the female fans in the arena is greatly reduced. After all, the Soul Martial Continent still respects strength, and the family backgrounds of Ye Wudao and Jian Jiujue are also quite against the sky.

In contrast, the "dark horse" Luo Fanchen looked much more shabby.

Under the dark night, the flames in the fighting arena are bright and the atmosphere is full.

After the three final teams took the stage one after another, the master of ceremonies retreated behind the scenes.

The crown prince Ye Fuyao stood up on the sky, and after a brief speech, he announced majesticly:

"The Canglong Empire, the team battle finals, officially begins!!!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Ye Longhe and the others exploded their aura immediately, released their martial souls, united their human souls, contracted their formation, and waited for it.

The flames were reflected in their widened black eyes, and their hearts were agitated.

The palms were sweating nervously, but the chest was boiling with pride.

Team finals!

One day they will be able to stand in the arena of the finals and compete with the other two top teams from the Canglong Empire. It is so exciting.

Ye Longhe and others cherish this opportunity to fight against the strong and improve themselves.

But what surprised them was that the two teams from Canglong Emperor City and Sword King City did not move at all, and the two teams stared at each other quietly.

They didn't see the third team at all in their eyes, and ignored it.

The atmosphere on the ring suddenly became awkward.

Some spectators outside the venue didn't know why, and Chi asked, "What's the situation?"

"What else could be the case? Whether it's the Imperial City or the Sword King City, they didn't treat Qianlong City as a dish at all."

Someone frowned: "It's too much, Qianlong City is still very powerful!"

The audience in the imperial city raised their eyebrows and smiled: "Who said they have no strength?"

"It's just that compared with our Imperial City and Sword King City, the grade is a bit worse."

"There is no way. Their Qianlong City is too poor. Even if they have geniuses, they don't have the resources to spend. The difference is too great to compare."

The "noble gentlemen" in the imperial city inadvertently revealed a sense of superiority, thinking that people in small cities are not up to date.

The boos off the court and the ignorance on the court made Ye Longhe and others a little embarrassed.

Looking back at the backbone, he asked anxiously, "Father, what should we do now?"

Luo Fanchen yawned, feeling sleepy after eating too much fruit.

"Don't talk, watch the show."

YangMeng gripped the Dragonscale Spear tightly, feeling ashamed and humiliated: "They don't take us too seriously."

Luo Fanchen rolled his eyes: "It's not good if no one pays attention to us."

"Have to besiege you to show respect?"

YangMeng was stunned,

What are young people doing outside?

face! !

The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and the face cannot be lost! !

The adoptive father's brain circuit seems to be different from that of normal young people, isn't this bloody?

Only lining?

The two teams of Emperor City and Sword King City stared at each other, sparks seemed to spark in the air.

Sword King City was slightly inferior in the last team competition, losing to Emperor City.

The two teams can be said to have had a long-standing grudge.

For countless years, these two teams have basically been the top two teams in every team competition. No one else has been able to step in, and their background is not ordinary.

The commoner youth with the wooden sword on his back, with sword intent flowing in his eyes, said calmly and in a low voice:

"Ye Wudao, this year, our Sword King City will not lose again."

"Ha ha."

Ye Wudao sneered on the opposite side, the dragon robe was blowing, and the blue vertical pupils showed a domineering and confident light:

"You still have to lose this year."

"I haven't lost for a long time, I hope you can put pressure on me."

"Don't let me down."

"Keng!"

The wooden sword vibrated and let out a sword cry, floating in front of Jian Jiujue.

Jian Jiujue raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and in an instant, the commoner shouted, and the sword energy was everywhere in the field.

"Roar--"

At the same time, a high-pitched dragon chant came from the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao,

Shocked the audience.

"Boom boom boom!"

One of the two teams is full of sword energy and full of vigor, while the other team is full of blood and fighting spirit, and they charge and collide with each other towards the center of the ring.

More than [-] viewers were amazed by the two teams in just an instant.

They all held their breath, unwilling to miss any details.

"Damn it, just use the big move when you come up? The Canglong Jinghuang Formation in the legend of the imperial city?"

"The seven-star Longyuan Formation in Sword King City is not in vain!!!"

"Too ruthless, this is the strength background that a top team should have!"

Energy exploded on the arena, and dragons chanted and swords mingled.

The third team is unknown, as if forgotten by the whole world.

The cheering groups in Qianlong City were silent, and the pressure was full.

Their mouths were bitter, and there was a sense of bitterness that country people feel when they see the luxurious life of city people.

too strong!

Geniuses are at the monstrous level, and the cultivation of resources is something they will never be able to match.

Qianlong City passed all the way, they were eager to imagine that Qianlong City could win the championship, but found that these two teams are really too fierce.

The dream is full, but the reality is very weak.

But the loss is only temporary.

They thought that they should be content and should be grateful to Luo Fanchen. Being able to get here is already a record breaker, why should they be greedy and extravagant?

The people who came all the way from Qianlong City stood up one after another, ignoring the strange eyes of others, and loudly cheered for Luo Fanchen and others.

"Fuck, if you don't shout twice, I almost forgot that Qianlong City is still in the arena."

"No, you all should rest, you can win by shouting Qianlong City twice?"

"The miracle ends here."

Most of the people who spoke sarcastically were the audience of Drizzle City and Kuangyan City.

"Zhuo, if you can't afford to lose, stop beeping."

The audience in the other Wangcheng couldn't stand listening anymore, and spoke angrily.

To be honest, they all admired Qianlongcheng, who had stumbled all the way and reached the final with Luo Fanchen's hard support.

Although they didn't have a good impression of Luo Fanchen who was wandering around Tongtianlou, they all recognized his support strength, making him the No. 1 support in this competition.

After all, even though Lin Shengyi was very strong, he failed to lead the team to the final.

"collapse--"

The two royal cities fought fiercely for a long time, and finally dispersed.

Ye Wudao and Jian Jiujue's auras were detached, their fighting spirit continued to boil, and they were not weak.

And the teammates behind them were all out of breath.

The luster of the soul ring was dim, and it was consumed too much.

I lament that these two captains are inhuman in terms of combat effectiveness and battery life.

Ye Wudao's green vertical pupils overflowed with satisfaction.

"good."

"Compared to last year, you have also improved. Sword Jiujue, don't you still draw your sword?"

On Jian Jiujue's wooden sword, there were several dragon claw scratches, shaking his head and saying:

"Take out your black dragon secret technique, break it first and then talk about it."

"boom!"

Jian neighed, Long Chang howled, Ye Wudao and Jian Jiujue left their teammates behind, with only each other in their eyes and no one else, fighting together for the second time.

The other members of the two teams were out of breath, trying to regain their strength while glaring at the opposing team members.

But suddenly he heard the voice of indifferent comments from the side.

Turn your head to look.

Ye Longhe and the others shrank their formation, like a melon-eating crowd, humbly listening to Luo Fanchen's analysis of the battle, nodding suddenly from time to time.

"Look at the Nine Skills of the Sword, the moves are exquisite and unparalleled, but the situation is too rigid when the sword is broken or picked, which affects the speed of the sword."

The team members of Sword King City stared wide-eyed, this kid really dares to say it.

The imperial city team members are about to make fun of them, let's see, anyone can comment on you.

As a result, his family was also "poisonous".

Luo Fanchen's spiritual pupil observed the battle and analyzed it for the "adopted sons":

"Look at that Ye Wudao again, he is confident and fierce in his moves, but he lacks a bit of domineering arrogance, and his strength is also poor."

"Crazy!!"

The imperial city team members got angry and roared: "Your Highness is also the one you can comment on?"

The Sword King City team members were also dissatisfied and said indignantly: "It's too presumptuous, and you speak wild words, what qualifications do you have to comment on Jianzi!!!"

The angry voices of the two teams on the field were noticed by the audience,

After knowing what happened, the expressions on his face became extremely exciting.

"Fuck!"

"This Luo Fanchen is crazy enough, saying that Jian Jiujue's sword is not fast enough, and Ye Wudao's strength is not strong enough?"

"You can look for a sense of presence, but please don't look for death."

"Crazy! If you don't support properly, go to comment on the two great talents who represent the ultimate offensive."

Luo Fanchen smiled and said nothing.

Faced with doubts from the two teams, Ye Longhe jumped out to defend his adoptive father: "What are you barking like dogs? My foster father must have a reason for his comments!"

"Yes, what the foster father said is correct."

Li Xukun's whole body was burned by thunder flames, and his wings turned into Lei Yanpeng's wings.

She has long since faded away from her old arrogance, and has converted to Luomen devoutly.

"good very good!"

The vice-captain of the imperial city was covered with a blue dragon and a green lotus, biting the alienated dragon's teeth.

"I didn't bother to pay attention to you, so I will clean you up first!"

"From Sword King City, let's clean up this group of ignorant garbage first."

"it is good!"

The vice-captain of Sword King City led his team to fight out with Yujian.

The seven stars of the long sword are shining, and there is a vague vision of a dragon swimming in the abyss.