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

Amidst the unimaginable eyes of the audience, excited shouts came from the arena.

"Cool!"

"It's so cool!!"

Li Xukun and the others were in a state of distress, but they were enjoying themselves, chasing the Twelve Heavenly Arrogant all over the ring, and swore that they had never fought such a rich battle in their life.

How heartily they fought, how aggrieved the Twelve Heavenly Talents of the two king cities.

Before going to the arena, they all firmly believed that they were the best team in the Canglong Empire, but the reality came so quickly.

Even if he was beaten to death, he never thought that he would be forced to be so miserable by this little Wangcheng who had never paid attention to him.

And this is a joint shot by the two teams, and it was counter-suppressed! ! !

Twelve proud and confident empires and sect arrogances, screaming and screaming at the fire of the red lotus industry, their teeth itching with hatred, but they have no way to deal with it.

"Rogue!"

"How can there be such a rogue style of play in this world."

"This damn assistant, it's too hateful!!"

As their soul power was continuously consumed, it was no longer possible to dispel the karmic fire burning on their bodies, and the karmic fire began to expand continuously, which was extremely painful.

The Imperial City team wailed: "Your Highness, stop fighting!!!"

"Let's destroy Qianlong City first."

The Tianjiao of Sword King City also hurriedly called to their captain:

"Sword!"

The shouts of the team members disturbed the two monstrous monsters who were fighting selflessly in the distance of the ring.

In fact, without the team members shouting, they have already noticed the battle here.

"There are so many people in the two teams, can't they win a Qianlong City?"

Ye Wudao's green vertical pupils flashed fiercely, and his feet exploded with force, killing him.

"Roar--"

He stretched out his hands in the air, turned into green-scaled dragon claws, and tore out several claw shadows with a whistling roar.

It only took a moment to tear through the black lotus defenses on Ye Longhe and the others.

Push them back from their teammates.

Ye Longhe and the others took a few steps back and forth, looked up in shock, and deeply felt the horror of the last champion of martial arts.

"A bunch of trash."

Ye Wudao scolded his teammates severely, and let out a dragon moan.

While raising his hand and shaking his arms, six phantoms of cyan dragons flew out, helping his teammates shake off the burning red lotus karmic fire on their bodies.

"Shh!"

Jian Jiujue also turned around to protect his teammates, holding the wooden sword in his right hand behind his back, pinched the fingers of the sword with his left hand, and six sword shadows flew out in an instant.

Cut off the karmic fire burning outside the teammates' bodies.

He shook his head, as if he also felt that his teammates were not up to date.

"Jian Jiujue, first clean up the people around you who are obstructive, how about you and me having a decisive battle?"

The audience was in an uproar, this emperor and grandson was too proud, even now, Luo Fanchen showed such a terrifying method, he did not take him seriously.

"can."

Jian Jiujue nodded, the wooden sword vibrated, and a loud sword sound came out.

Ye Longhe and the others froze, and suddenly felt as if two invisible mountains were pressing on their backs, and they were a little out of breath.

"Aren't they soul kings!!"

YangMeng couldn't understand: "Why is the sense of oppression so strong?"

Ye Longhe snorted, "Think about foster father."

Suddenly, Yang Meng, Zhuo, was almost bluffed by the aura of these two guys, forgetting that our team has even more perverted soul masters.

"Stand back, let me come!"

The calm voice from behind made Ye Longhe and the others feel relieved, full of sense of security, and gave up their positions one after another.

The immortal-like young man looked calm and calm, and under the attention of the audience, under the pressure of the powerful aura of the two evildoers, he slowly walked to the front.

Ye Wudao stared at Luo Fanchen with green vertical pupils, and praised in a low voice:

"You, not bad."

Luo Fanchen shook his head and smiled:

"I'm very happy that you can praise me, but I don't like your tone."

Ye Wudao's vertical pupils were condensed, and the atmosphere on the field became a little heavier.

"Arrogance will pay the price. You are amazing, but I am not something you can challenge."

Luo Fanchen picked out his ears, meditated in public, and sighed:

"I can't remember how many people have said this to me, and most of them haven't even had a chance to repent."

Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows and suggested:

"How about, don't fight, you two vote directly now?"

"That's more decent."

All the audience in the audience were stunned for an instant.

What the fuck?

What strength and background do you have! !

Talking to the last champion of martial arts, the number one evildoer in the empire, and the grandson of the royal family?

Simultaneously mocking the two evildoers?

"My God, this is the old birthday star who hanged himself. Does he have a long life now?"

"He... he swelled up!"

Ye Longhe and the others were already excited.

"here we go!"

"Father finally stopped keeping a low profile!!"

Ye Wudao was taken aback for a moment, because he didn't expect that the boy in front of him, who was still unknown this morning, dared to mock him like this in person, and he almost didn't react.

In his world, such a situation of being deeply offended is impossible.

Ye Wudao's complexion turned cold, his aura blew wildly, and his dragon robe fluttered like a terrifying active volcano that was about to erupt.

Jian Jiujue's eyes were full of sword light. He didn't like to talk, but he was infatuated with swords, so he naturally had his own arrogance, and felt that this person was too much.

But before the two could speak,

Just now, Luo Fanchen, who forced Graman to calm down, made a move that stunned the audience for 1 years, and quickly ran to the outside of the arena.

At the same time, he turned back and raised his wrists high, and raised his middle finger to the two Tianjiao, and he just stuck out his tongue and made a funny face, full of sarcasm.

"Run after pretending, it's so exciting!"

"As long as my brother jumps off the ring quickly, even if you are angry, you can't hit me."

"???"

The brains of the 20 spectators, as well as the feudal lords, suzerains, Ye Longhe and others above them, all fell into a state of shutdown, and they were completely stunned.

This... so mocking?

What is he doing! !

Is there no one you love in this world?

No one expected that Luo Fanchen, who was still serious just now, would suddenly put on such a funny mocking technique.

"Boiled!"

"damned."

"Captain, don't let this kid run down, it's too annoying."

The Tianjiao of the two teams, as well as the audience on the ring, were all blown up, roaring and urging.

Ye Wudao, who has always been high above, like a human emperor overlooking the world, is breathing heavily at this time, and his vertical pupils are red.

Jian Jiujue's unshakable Jian Xin was also shaken at that moment.

"Where to go!"

"boom!!"

Ye Wudao soared into the sky, with an astonishing hostility, carrying a strong wind, and rushed out brazenly.

"Keng--"

Jian Jiujue turned into sword light, cut through the sky, and also held the sword to slash at the fleeing Luo Fanchen.

The two evildoers seem to be competing to see who can handle this hateful guy first.

"Damn it!"

"You still dare to mock?"

"Blow him up, blow him up!!!"

Emperor City, Sword King City, Kuangyan City, and Drizzle City all shouted angrily.

I was worried that if Luo Fanchen was really allowed to escape from the ring, it would be hard to calm down forever.

"Catch up!"

The people of the Four Great Kings Cities burst into ear-piercing cheers.

Luo Fanchen just stepped on the edge of the green steel arena and was about to jump off when he was caught up by the two arrogances. The overbearing dragon claws and fierce sword light hit him in the back at the same time.

Ye Wudao sneered, as if watching a funny clown:

"I told you, you can't escape."

"Can't escape?"

Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows, his expression was playful, and the dark light burst out.

In an instant, a black lotus wrapped him tightly.

"Thinking to use the power of our attack to escape from the ring? Ridiculous."

Ye Wudao and Jian Jiujue saw through Luo Fanchen's strategy in an instant.

In an instant, the move was accelerated, reaching the extreme speed, suddenly surpassing Luo Fanchen, blocking the edge of the ring in advance, and at the same time launching an offensive, blasting back.

The domineering dragon claws and fierce sword light tore off Luo Fanchen's black lotus shield.

In an instant, the powerful dominance of the two evildoers was revealed.

Shake Luo Fanchen backwards.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Ye Wudao let out a disdainful sneer, ready to deal with this clever kid.

The people of the Four Great King Cities cheered collectively and began to mourn Luo Fanchen in silence.

"A little wit, but not much."

"It's still Jianzi and His Highness who are awesome. If it were me, I might really be shocked by this kid."

"Tips for carving insects?"

Amidst the boos of the audience, Luo Fanchen, who was broken and returned to the ring, had a more playful look on his face.

At the moment when the two evildoers stood on the edge of the ring, they pushed back and broke the black lotus shield.

In an instant, Luo Fanchen's deep black eyes swirled with water, blazing fire surged, and a special mental wave condensed out...