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

"Gone?"

"What about Jianzi's big move that combines five skills into one?"

"It's just gone?"

"My God, what kind of soul skill is Luo Fanchen using, sorcery?"

All the audience in the audience let out unimaginable exclamations, unable to understand the scene in front of them. At the moment when Jianzi slashed out with the sword, they all thought that the victory and defeat had been decided.

As a result, Luo Fanchen, the least supportive support, showed outrageous operations again?

Not long after sitting down, Jian Yixing stood up straight.

"This!!"

"This is impossible!!"

The Rain King and the Mad King opened their mouths vainly, maintaining a stiff smile.

As for Jian Jiujue himself, there was a roar in his head, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

Staring at a pair of sword eyes, as if about to jump out of the eye sockets, staring at Luo Fanchen's direction, like crazy, shaking his head again and again:

"No!"

"Will not."

"How could you possibly be able to withstand this sword that I spent a year of hard work and honed."

The cyan dragon whirlpool in Luo Fanchen's palm was compressed to the extreme mania at this time, and the infinite sword energy was hidden, but it was not released, and the palm that had been amplified by the external soul bone oozes dark red blood.

A rare expression of approval appeared on his condensed and serious face.

"Jian Jiujue, I have to say, your move is very imaginative."

"It actually made me bleed, which is enough to be proud of."

Jian Jiujue's palms trembled, he felt offended, and his sense of shame swelled in his heart, but the most "killing" thing was that the other party's face was full of sincerity, without the slightest hint of provocation.

"you……"

"You deceive people too much!!"

The whole audience was even more dumbfounded.

Ah this...

Brother!You are an assistant, an assistant! ! !

I was speechless for a while, this statement is true.

"Buzz!"

Qinglian emerged and healed the blood stains on Luo Fanchen's palm within a breath.

"If you come and don't reciprocate, your sword skills will be returned to you."

He aimed his palm at Jian Jiujue, and the vortex of the cyan dragon, which was packed to the extreme, exploded.

The chaotic infinite sword intent gushed out, and the sword light blasted towards Jian Jiujue in the opposite direction.

"not good!"

Jian Yixing's pupils shrank.

"what!"

The scream of Jian Jiujue came quickly, in the storm of sword blades, the commoner clothes were cut into pieces by the sword intent, and the cut flesh was scattered.

Soon it turned into a blood man.

The shrill scream made the hearts of the audience throb with fear.

"ruthless."

"The shot was too harsh."

"Using the way of the other to return to the other body? Not only can he absorb this move, but he can also release it?"

"Self-created soul skills! It turns out that not only Jian Jiujue has self-created soul skills, he also has them!!"

"It's too scary, with such a talent, what you have is only an auxiliary martial soul, and this level of unrivaled combat power???"

The fight was quickly interrupted by the referee and declared over.

"Qianlong City, Luo Fanchen wins!!!"

In an instant, deafening cheers erupted from the cheering crowd in Qianlong City.

The top four ensure absolute fairness and prevent the two top teams from accidentally drawing lots together. The cross-competition system is used. Before Luo Fanchen defeated Lin Shengyi, the top three are probably stable.

Now they have won two games in a row, locked in No.2, and directly entered the finals.

For countless years, even before the start of the competition, the people of Qianlong City could not have dreamed of such a good result, without any moisture involved! !

Player Luo is awesome! !Daddy take me down! !

"Woooooo."

"Master Sword!"

At this moment, Jianwangcheng does not know how many girls are crying pear blossoms with rain.

Even though Luo Fanchen was very handsome, they still insisted on liking their own players.

Looking at Jian Jiujue who turned into a blood man on the field, his heart was broken, and he wished he could rush forward and hug him.

As for Lin Shengyi, who was covered with a white gauze, his gaze had been focused on Luo Fanchen, and he was indescribably curious about what kind of person this guy was.

So strong.

"Absolute!"

"Shh!"

Sword light flashed across the night sky, and Jian Yixing rushed to the ring immediately.

Battered with holes, Jian Jiujue, who turned into a blood man, persisted and did not fall down.

Eyes covered in blood, still staring at Luo Fanchen,

His father's concern fell on deaf ears.

Regardless of the blood stains, Jian Yixing grabbed Jian Jiujue's wrist, and found that his son's injuries were only muscles and bones, and his dantian meridian was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Staring at Luo Fanchen on the opposite side.

Luo Fanchen cupped his hands: "What advice does Sect Master Jian have?"

Before Jian Yixing could speak, Jian Jiujue's lips squirmed, blood flowed, and he said tremblingly:

"Father, the boy was so convinced that he lost, he finally... showed mercy."

"Father knows that, I can't afford to lose that much." Jian Yixing, the stern-faced kendo master, showed a distressed smile: "One failure is nothing, and it's okay not to be the first. Don't be discouraged."

All the ninth-level powerhouses could clearly see that Luo Fanchen moved his palm at the last moment and deliberately missed the counter-killing sword move, otherwise Jian Jiujue would surely die.

"Father, I..."

Jian Jiujue wanted to say that he would never lose again, but he had said this too many times, and his heart was bitter.

"Go back and settle down, you will win."

Jian Yixing cupped his hands at Luo Fanchen, which surprised the audience. You must know that this master Jian is a decisive and ruthless character, and he would not be so easy-going to outsiders except for his family.

"A boy makes a hero."

"Little friend Luo is amazingly talented, and this suzerain admires her. If there is a chance, she must visit her as a guest."

Luo Fanchen has always been soft and not hard, he smiled and said modestly:

"I don't dare to be a hero, but the kid is a bit mean, hahaha."

This joke made Jian Yixing feel funny.

"Swish!"

Several green lotus healing lights entered Jian Jiujue's body, thousands of sword marks all over his body quickly began to heal, but Luo Fanchen deliberately did not restore his soul power.

But it was enough to make Jian Yixing feel good about him, at least he didn't hate him, and his approval and evaluation of Luo Fanchen was even higher.

King Yan stabbed King Tianwu next to him: "Tianwu, does this guy have any daughters or nieces?"

King Tianwu was taken aback for a moment, then stared: "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"

"It seems that there is none, just a precious son."

"Huh...it's not a big problem."

Neither of them noticed that the squinting and smiling fat Sovereign not far away was short of breath and his eyes were green.

With the third game of the semi-finals, the final battle started.

Ye Wudao in the imperial city faced Lin Shengyi in Yanyun City.

The moment the battle started, Ye Wudao adopted the most vicious fighting method, releasing the Primordial Canglong Wuhun in an instant, leaving no room for Lin Shengyi to play.

Without even giving Lin Shengyi a chance to speak, he was about to blow her off the ring.

He wants to use more powerful methods than Luo Fanchen to conquer this woman who is bound to win.

The strongest goddess support, of course, must be matched with him, the most prominent and powerful person in the younger generation of the empire.

In the end, no one expected that the purple air from Lin Shengyi's cauldron would fly out.

Three big characters formed in the air in an instant: "I admit defeat!"

The game was stopped immediately by the referee at the soul sage level.

Ye Wudao slammed the brakes to stop the attack,

It's like punching the air, and the roots of the teeth are itchy. What kind of operation is this horse riding, and who did you learn from?

More than [-] viewers were stunned by Lin Shengyi's god-level operation.

Looking at the sky, the three big characters condensed by the purple air will last for a long time.

After holding back for a long time, I finally spit out a word:

"six."

The great elder was furious off the court, he failed in his studies, and his own goddess failed in her studies.

Lin Shengyi's face was flushed, but he had a vague understanding in his heart.

Are you judging the situation?

This trick is a bit shameless, but it seems to be really easy to use, so you don't need to be beaten?

Everyone looked up at the admiring fairy, blushing and sneaking a glance in the direction of Qianlong City.

It turned out that the man was also looking at her, noticed her small movements, and quickly retracted his gaze, like a child who did something wrong, his heart was beating wildly.

Time moves backwards and it is midnight.

The arena is still lively, and the enthusiasm of the crowd is undiminished, especially the masters of the Imperial City are very excited, because the competition is coming to an end.

The final battle for third and fourth place started.

Lin Shengyi fights against Jian Jiujue.

Everyone thought that Jian Jiujue could quickly take down Lin Shengyi, but it turned out that Jian Jiujue's wooden sword was gone, and his mental power and soul power were deficient, and he was extremely weak.

The void could not be replenished, and was almost pierced by Lin Shengyi's milk directly, and the blood vessels all over his body exploded.

"This kid, what a thief, I deliberately didn't restore this kid's soul power."

Lin Dingtian and Yanwang successively discovered the favor from Luo Fanchen.

Of course, Jian Yixing also found out. Facing Rain King's provocative remarks, he replied: "It's out of love to help you heal your injuries. If you don't help you recover your soul power, what's your fault?"

This made Rain King's complexion more gloomy, and his heart full of murderous intent.

On the ring, Jian Jiujue's body was crumbling, but Lin Shengyi did not continue to "poison milk".

He actually began to approach Jian Jiujue slowly.

Everyone was dumbfounded. If Lin Xianzi didn't hurry up and win the game, what was she going to do.

Jian Jiujue was exhausted, and he swung the Seven Star Longyuan Sword to slash.

Lin Shengyi not only didn't run far, but when he got to the back, he actually used his white, tender and slender lotus root arms to lift up the Great Wilderness Purple Qi Cauldron, and smashed it down with his silver teeth gritted.

"clang!!!"

In normal times, Jian Jiujue's sword would definitely be able to blow away this crude one.

But now, Jian Jiujue's wrist numb, and Qixing Longyuan flew out.

The entire audience was in a daze.

Lin Shengyi gritted his teeth and smashed again, which was much smoother than before, and there was even the sound of howling wind.

"clang!"

Jian Jiujue crossed his arms to block, the sound of bones breaking, and his knees softened.

Kneel down and lie on the ground directly.

"call--"

When the tripod landed, Lin Shengyi breathed lightly, his face flushed under the white gauze.

I don't know if I'm tired or too excited.

This was the first time in her life that she hit someone with a tripod. It seemed... quite exciting? ?

A little cool.

For a moment, Lin Shengyi secretly watched Luo Fanchen in the audience from the corner of his eye.

It seems to have opened the door to a new world of assistance.

"Dangerous!"

The cute girl Lin Keke shuddered inexplicably.

As for the audience, Lin Dingtian, the Great Elder, Lin Qianjue and other members of the sect were all stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

They should have cheered and celebrated the birth of the third empire, which is also a good achievement for Yanyun City beyond previous years, but now their attention has been completely drawn away.

How can a fairy hit someone with a tripod?

There is a girl next door who has just grown up and is so powerful that she can pull the mountain and surpass the world? ? ?

This rough style of painting is not right, what is going on!

For a moment, all eyes looked at Luo Fanchen strangely.

When Luo Fanchen once again became the focus of the audience.

"boom!"

The emperor's grandson Ye Wudao rushed to the ring, his voice was as majestic as thunder.

"Referee, the game for the weak is over, can the finals begin?"

"Don't waste any more time."