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

"Clang clang clang!"

Guan Zizai retreated again and again, swiping the Chixiao Tianzhan Saber with both arms to slash and block.

After retreating thirteen steps in a row, the remaining power of the green sword light was resolved.

Feeling the numbness from his arm, he stared at the other side.

"you……"

"you!!"

Guan Zizai was so frightened and angry that he couldn't even speak for a moment.

Luo Fanchen didn't look up at him at all,

Staring at the knife in his hand that was slowly shrinking, he moved to observe, and finally let out a helpless sigh:

"Other people's soul skills are not easy to use after all, and there are many flaws."

Guan Zizai was staring, as if a flame exploded in his chest, burning his internal organs and impacting his remaining sanity, he was extremely angry.

And the audience outside,

Hearing this, his face trembled and twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

"Brother? You call it flawed?"

"Hand swords against big swords, and they retreated again and again when they were cut by the genius of the first sword. You tell me that this is not smooth?"

The cheering groups from other empires were frightened, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay:

"Fuck, what the hell is this kid!"

"The Canglong Empire at the bottom, how did such a thing come out??"

"Wait, aren't you curious, why did he use the Chi Xiaozong's unique technique?"

Someone exclaimed, and others realized the problem.

suddenly shivered,

Although I couldn't understand how Luo Fanchen did it, everyone was shocked.

"Quick, help me up!!!"

Canglong Empire Rest Area,

Guan Zizai sat up in shock in the dying state of Niu Gaotan who had ripped open his belly with a bully knife, and shouted that big brother is really awesome:

"Fucking bastard, Clown Guan, aren't you arrogant and pretending to be aggressive? You should also try the fear of being dominated by this perverted Luo!"

Someone patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down and stop being so excited.

Niu Gaotan shook his shoulders and waved his fist: "Don't beat me, you guys want to cheer for Luo Zhuangyuan!!"

The others were speechless: "No, I just want to say, your blood is on my face."

Niu Gaotan looked down, the intestines that had just been stuffed back, the seamed belly, the thread was broken again, like several small fountains, bleeding out.

He gritted his teeth, pressed his belly tightly with a big hand, and looked up at the ring, unwilling to miss a single minute.

"Well, just a small injury, don't panic if you can't die!"

"Help me up, I can still spray!!"

"I want to see how this level of freedom is dominated by Luo Zhuangyuan to despair!!!"

Jian Jiujue, whose sword heart was damaged, and Ye Wudao, who was devastated and depressed, raised their heads one after another, and the expressions in their eyes gradually recovered.

What I feel when I am against Luo Fanchen is nausea and discomfort.

Being a teammate of the same camp is simply refreshing, and the sense of security is immediately full.

Xiao Fengxian and Huang Ning'er got together, their expressions were very strange.

"This... this guy... didn't use all his strength to hit us at all?"

Xiao Fengxian clenched her fists, frustrated with pride: "This bastard is so good at hiding!!"

The hot and sexy Huang Ning'er opened her mouth and let out a soft and sweet voice: "Is there... is there... a possibility, hit... hit..."

Xiaofengxian spat impatiently: "Stop hitting me."

"You want to say that he can beat us, and he doesn't need to use all his strength to beat us, right?"

Huang Ning'er nodded: "Yes..."

The two women were silent, and their hearts were pierced at the same time.

"Does he know the way of the sword?"

Yang Xiruo looked surprised, who would have thought that a soul master with a plant spirit could display the unique skill of the Dao of the Sword, this style of painting is wrong.

Yang Jinghong was also confused for a while, he didn't know when his elder brother would do this.

Well, the hateful brother-in-law secretly practiced leveling behind his brother-in-law's back, right?

"Old sister, be sensible, and welcome brother-in-law to step down with me later!"

"Otherwise it will be too late to regret..."

Yang Jinghong shut his mouth tightly, because the old sister's beautiful eyes were already shining with guns, and the natural sister's suppression of the younger brother's blood made him only dare to secretly write "Sows are also crazy", and he dared not disobey him face to face.

The second prince frowned, and his special silver pupils locked on to observe the details of Luo Fanchen's movements.

Huang Yan still ignored his father who was jumping in anger and all the restlessness in the ring.

Close your eyes, rest your mind, and concentrate on practicing.

"Bastard, bastard!!"

An angry roar sounded, and Guan Zizai's pupils were bloodshot.

Broken Head also couldn't figure out why the other party would use the Sky Slashing Style.

Luo Fanchen said: "Don't be discouraged, I recognize your strength."

"Failing with one knife doesn't mean anything."

"You have to persevere!"

What the hell!

Why is this chicken soup for the soul?

Everyone in the audience was stunned, what kind of tricks is this Luo player.

Comfort the opponent in the arena.

Cheering up your opponent?

Anyway, Guan Zizai, who was extremely angry, made this bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

"Yes, I haven't lost yet!"

"I still have a chance!!!"

"boom!"

Guan Zizai's slack palm suddenly clenched the Chixiao Zhantian Knife:

"Luo Fanchen!"

"I don't know where you stole the sky-slashing style by chance, but Guan still has three swords."

Crimson soul power erupted from his palm, which resonated with Chi Xiao Tian Zhan Tian Dao.

A crimson beam of light soared into the sky, and then above the sky, split into nine Chixiao long knives, cut through the long wind, and came crashing down with the dazzling light of the knives.

"Two Sky Slashing Styles: Slashing Wind·Red Light Falling Blade!"

"Shhhhh!"

A series of black lotus masks with strong dark breath were released, enveloping Luo Fanchen layer by layer.

"Clang clang-"

The nine-handled Chixiao Heavenly Knife fell from the sky like a thunderbolt, bombarding the black lotus shield.

"Didn't the shield break once?"

"Why are there more???"

The continuous black lotus shield not only disgusted Guan Zizai, but also made the audience question marks. The little fat man Shi Potian exclaimed excitedly:

"My way is not alone!!"

"This is a fellow man!!!"

"Fellow daoist, please stay on the road, we must make friends and discuss the road of defense together!"

Seeing that Luo Fanchen could only rely on the endless black lotus shields to defend passively, without any movement of using sword skills, the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

Ok!

This guy can't perform the second form, otherwise it would be too outrageous.

Guan Zizai became more and more confident: "Come on!!"

"You perform another move and show it to Guan, hahaha, break it for me!!"

The Falling Blade Qi exploded, shattering the black lotus shield.

A playful sneer overflowed from the corner of Luo Fanchen's lips: "As you wish!"

The mysterious power of Tiantong circulated, following the eight extraordinary meridians, pouring all of it into the saber on the right arm, as fast as a gust of wind, and slashed nine times in a row.

"Kang Kang Keng Keng!!"

The sword blared, and nine green-gold sword lights rushed to the sky in counterattack.

It collided fiercely with the nine red light falling blades, and the explosion was deafening.

"Do not……"

"impossible!"

Guan Zizai's arms trembled, he couldn't believe that the other party even learned the second move secretly in advance.

He vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the other party's sky pupil opening but not using his skills.

But even if he was killed, he couldn't imagine that the opponent could reproduce his own skills in an instant. He didn't know how many years of hard work he had practiced for this knife.

Why is the other party so perverted!

Before all the audience could cry out in alarm, Guan Zizai, who was frightened and angry, performed the third knife.

"Xuan Xiao Lightning Thunder Flame!!"

A stunning knife light spanned the void, hanging above Guan Zizai's head, aiming at Luo Fanchen, lightning surged, flames billowed, shining Chixia, and struck at Luo Fanchen.

Luo Fanchen's piercing sky pupils were activated to the extreme, and his soul power was even more exhausted.

If it weren't for the repeated limit breaking and the background of the Ancestral Dragon Swallowing the Sky, the consumption of such replica skills would have dragged his body down, and he would definitely not be able to persist until now.

But if there is no if, on Luo Fanchen's head, the knife is also shining.

A frightening knife light that lingers in the two heavens of water and fire, blends and mixes.

Meet and bomb in the air!

"collapse--"

The sky is white, illuminating the night, the water is broken, the fire is broken, the thunder is broken and the electricity is broken.

"Do not--"

Guan Zizai used three swords in succession, all of which were resolved by Luo Fanchen with the same method. He was mentally disturbed and couldn't understand, let alone accept this reality.

"Why is this happening!"

Hundreds of thousands of spectators all stared at each other, equally amazed at how a plant-type soul master could practice the Dao of the Sword so frighteningly, comparable to Guan Zizai.

Bai Yingyue opened her mouth slightly, and she could even clearly see the cute pink lilac tongue: "Teacher, this... have you secretly made a small fuss for senior brother?"

"Although your senior brother's understanding is beyond ordinary people, he must have used a trick at this moment."

Di Weiyang's eyesight was astonishing, although her words were plain, her heart was still shaken.

Cheats...

What Luo Fanchen used just now was definitely a secret technique. Could it be that it was taught by an expert in the nursing home?

Fortunately, she thought that this kid was not doing well in the nursing home.

Such a magical skill, I am afraid that his own son has to think about filial piety to pass it on. Can it be taught to outsiders casually?

Guan Canghai was full of momentum, he questioned angrily, his voice was like thunder, and he shook the ring below: "Luo Fanchen, where did you steal my sect's unique skills!!!"

"Truthfully invite!"

"Steal learning?"

Luo Fanchen raised his eyes to look at Gao Tian, ​​and said neither humble nor overbearing: "The boy is obviously an imitation of the aboveboard, isn't it all taught by your son?"

"Bullshit!"

Guan Canghai sternly denied it, so he wanted to make trouble.

In fact, he faintly sensed the strangeness of Luo Fanchen's sky pupils. It doesn't matter if he is stealing or not. This is a good opportunity to challenge this kid and buy time for his son to recuperate.

King Tianwu jumped up, his robe fluttered, even if the other party was the suzerain, he was not in vain, and supported Luo Fanchen: "Guan Suzerain, the competition is not over yet, please respect yourself!"

"Four Sky Slashing Styles: Chi Xiao Yan Mo Three Swords!!"

Guan Zizai poured all his mind into this last knife.

Cut out the peak blow.

A phantom of Yan Mo emerged from the air, holding a ghost-slaying sword, the iron ring on it rattled, and cut three times in a row, and the swords superimposed.

"Looking at the fifth form of Tianshen Lian: the way of heaven is clear, follow the way!!"

The enemy's ultimate move has been released, and Luo Fanchen's sky pupil is no longer restrained.

The mysterious silver pattern between the eyebrows shines brightly, reflecting the opponent's combat skills, and brings all the details into view. The power of the pupil interweaves with the power of the soul, outlines the silk thread, and condenses a picture.

"boom!"

Luo Fanchen's movements perfectly reproduced Guan Zizai, and he slashed out with a knife in his hand.

"Whoa-"

Above Luo Fanchen's head, a blue-gold phantom condensed out, and the crowd exclaimed, because unlike Guan Zizai, the phantom's face was clearly Luo Fanchen himself.

Xu Ying cut out the big ring knife, and collided with Yan Mo's three swords.

With his way, he also gave his body.

Repeating the combat skills in front of the world, Guan Canghai has nothing to say if he wants to make trouble.

"Boom!!"

Luo Fanchen's true mental power, soul power, and physical strength are all above Guan Zizai, and the phantom of swinging the knife forcibly chopped Yan Mo's three swords into pieces.

The phantom of Yan Mo was shattered, and all the domineering aura was shattered and wiped out.

Luo Fanchen's re-engraved knife cut towards Guan Zizai like a broken one.

The entire audience went into a frenzy, pulling their hair tightly with both hands.

"You are allowed to imitate, but not surpassed!"

"This……"

"What kind of skill is this perverted?"

The young people in the society looked stunned,

Staring fixedly at Luo Fanchen, he recalled what the other party had said during the day.

At that time, the two of them seemed to be joking,

He said that what he dreamed of was to see the sword skills of the Scarlet Heaven Sect. Luo Fanchen said that he would learn it during the competition and hand it over to him. The young people in society just thought it was a joke.

After all, there is no such thing as bragging.

result……

Has the bragging rights come true? ? ?

On the stage where the young people were staring, the light of the saber descended, and it slashed at Guan Zizai's head. The opponent had no strength to fight back, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Grabbing his hair fiercely, he shouted speechlessly:

"Not buddy!"

"You can brag, you're serious!!"