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

"Bah!"

Meng Shanghu's eyes burst into light, and his expression was extremely focused.

Dark red blood was boiling from the bronze muscles all over his body, the power of the blood was boiling, the air was twisted, and the green steel ring began to shake.

Meng Shang stared at Luo Fanchen coldly, and warned fiercely: "If you are still so sloppy, you will definitely lose, and you won't even have a chance to fight back."

Luo Fanchen spread his thumb and index finger apart, propped his chin and muttered: "I was wondering if you sacrificed some other aptitude for your natural supernatural power and big muscles."

While speaking, his eyes kept staring at the white silk pants.

It was flat there.

There is not even a bulge, is it a bit wrong, is this horse riding a gentleman? ?

Meng Shang staggered, and the expressions of the audience became brighter.

Especially the male audience, the first reaction was to look down, and then quickly look back at Mengshang.

Facing the deeply suspicious eyes of the male audience, Meng Shang was not stung, but proudly sneered:

"Luo Fanchen, do you want to use this trick to disturb my mind and take advantage of it?"

"Tell you, if you don't have a woman in your heart, you will be a natural god with your fist."

"Who would waste precious energy and blood to refine such useless things?"

Luo Fanchen was stunned.

If he didn't want face, Gao Low would also come to a show and tell him what it means to have a big weapon.

"Is your father ready to ask for a younger brother for you?"

"How do you know?" Mang Shang suddenly showed a shocked face, his father only told him about it a few days ago.

nonsense!

The trumpet is useless, why don't you hurry up and start the trumpet?

"collapse--"

Gang Shang moved, and came to kill through the air.

He is clearly a disciple of the top controlling sect, but he seems to have turned into a devil with flesh and blood.

The muscles squirm like thin snakes, and every inch of muscle hides an indescribable terrifying power, which is enough to break monuments and crack stones, which is extremely terrifying.

"Kirin pattern——"

"open!"

The moment the enemy was approaching, Luo Fanchen changed his lazy posture, his eyes burst into divine light, and he raised his fists casually, and his jacket burst open in an instant.

The perfect and muscular upper body was exposed, with a full arc, which attracted countless female fans to scream.

After all, Luo Fanchen is more in line with the fantasies in the girls' hearts than the exaggerated type like the gangster, the devil, the muscular man, and even more perfect.

"clang--"

The two fists clashed, and what came out was the sound of metal and iron clashing.

"good."

Mang Shang bared his teeth and smiled boldly: "It's interesting, I recognize your strength!!"

"Worthy to be my opponent."

Luo Fanchen looked at him calmly, opened and closed his lips, and shook his head in disappointment.

The front of the fist burst out with great force, forcefully pushing Meng Shang back.

"Innate divine power, is there only this level?"

"Crazy!!"

Mang Shang stabilized his figure, frowned and said:

"You have the right to see the hole cards I prepared for Ye Wudao and those two guys."

He bared his white teeth, and the muscles of his whole body began to twist and wriggle like a living thing.

"Today, I will show you the soul skills I created myself based on my natural talent."

"Meat armor!!!"

A wave of heat shot up from the arena, it was not a flame soul skill, it was just the heat emitted by the activation of Meng Shang's muscles, burning red.

In the end, it was like a thick layer of armor covering the surface of his body.

In the end, the red-hot muscles quickly faded, and all the redness gathered in the fists, and the condensed muscle armor turned into a lime color, like a flower-steel rock.

"give me--"

"Smash!!"

In just a split second, Meng Shang disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Luo Fanchen, the heat wave hit, and the scorching punch of blood slammed directly into the face, and his brain was about to shatter.

"Roar!"

The unicorn roars, and the five elements rotate.

Luo Fanchen was also as fast as a runaway horse, dodging sideways and pushing with his palms up.

Grabbing Meng Shang's wrist like iron pincers.

"This time—"

A scalding voice sounded, Luo Fanchen's palms were quickly reddened, and the two of them shook off at the same time.

The gangster on the ring nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile:

"This kid thinks my son is too simple. His self-created soul skill is not only simple in strength, but all parts of his body are full of terrifying heat."

"The muscles are burned to the extreme, but they are gray and white."

"Bang bang bang!!"

The two figures in the arena kept fighting and bombarding each other, turning into afterimages.

The roar continued to spread outside the arena.

The audience was shocked.

Who doesn't know that Meng Shang is awesome, the young master of the top ten sects, born with supernatural power.

As a result, Luo Fanchen, a support who was still unknown before the big competition, can be evenly divided with him?

I thought you were playing conspiracy tactics, but you are also a reckless man when you explode your clothes?

Meng Shang became more and more frightened, he was not just born with supernatural power, his arms were all equipped with ten thousand year quality soul beast arm bones, armed to the extreme.

In the end, the other party was able to equal his strength?

"You've slowed down."

Luo Fanchen stretched out his hand and yawned, and with the other hand he punched Gang Shang alone.

The pupils of the audience and Meng Shang shrank.

"Fuck!"

"what's going on?"

"No way, this kid won't have spare energy???"

Mangshang's right fist was charged, his muscles tightened, and a brown light burst out. A crystal soul bone was looming in his arm, and the tiger roared, "Tiger roar shakes the mountain fist!"

"Roar!"

Eye-catching fierce tiger came with fist print and roared, and went straight to the throat.

"Shake Kunlun!"

Luo Fanchen swung his arm and smashed it, the light of his fist exploded, and the light and shadow of the tiger was crushed with one punch.

"Cum clap clap!!"

Meng Shang backed away again and again, with a look of surprise on his face.

"you……"

"Why can't I see what kind of soul skill you just had?"

The audience was also stunned, they didn't see that he released his soul skills.

"Oh?"

Luo Fanchen smiled shyly: "Don't worry about it, just make it up casually, isn't it just shouting and imposing?"