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

Seeing the spiritual projection of the sky,

At first, many audience members were obviously taken aback, not understanding what the female pope was going to do.

Then the first highlight replay screen appeared.

After Ye Feng, the young master of the Shadow Sect, was killed by Luo Fanchen, Elder Mingtian went up to ask Luo Fanchen for justice, and the four priests stood up with holy light on their faces.

In the projection, he is majestic and just, as if he is the guardian of justice.

"Above the arena, life and death don't matter."

"Whoever survives is up to him, Elder Mingtian, you have crossed the line."

Elder Mingtian scolded angrily: "It wasn't your young master who was beaten to death, of course you can behave in a dignified manner!"

The fourth priest shook his head righteously, and said boldly: "If my son is beaten to death on the ring, this priest will never talk nonsense, only blame him for being inferior to others!"

The dead memories suddenly began to revive, attacking the audience and Elder Mingtian.

Seeing this scene, the four priests, who were full of hatred, froze.

Nima's!

Is this woman mentally videotaped?

"Do not--"

"Shut off!"

"Shut it off!!"

The four priests roared loudly, frantically releasing their mental power to prevent Di Weiyang from replaying.

But a mental projection was shattered, and a new picture appeared on the other side of the sky.

At this time, the second prince and Luo Fanchen had the upper hand in the battle,

Guan Canghai and King Tianwu, who thought the advantage was mine, laughed and sneered:

"Both of us have something to say first, on the stage, life and death don't matter!"

"Don't blame us for killing this kid!"

Guan Canghai's face trembled, his defense was broken in an instant, and his voice was urgent, as if someone was checking the boy's browser in modern times:

"Di Weiyang, turn it off, turn it off quickly!!"

A stunning knife light cut out, breaking the spiritual projection.

But on the other side, a new spiritual projection reappeared, and the protagonist was four priests again, and said righteously:

"In the previous games, there were people entering the arena to make trouble, and this enshrinement is very dissatisfied!"

"Since it's a ring, life and death don't matter."

"This enshrinement represents the temple to lead by example. Whoever dares to make a mess of the rescue, this enshrinement will be the first to refuse."

In the righteous voice, Mingtian echoed:

"Four enshrined high opinions, whoever dares to make a move, this elder will not agree!"

Emperor Baihu and others also nodded in agreement.

"Boom!"

Mingtian's face turned blue and purple, no matter how thick-skinned he was,

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he contradicted his promise, and lost face a little.

Emperor Baihu's face showed no joy or anger, but Xuying immediately released the power of thunder, and together with the attack of Ming Tian and others, shattered all the projection images of Di Weiyang.

The audience was completely silent, and I was most afraid of the sudden silence of the air!

Just now the swords are on the verge of breaking out, the smell of gunpowder is strong,

At this moment, Di Weiyang finished playing a set of projection playback, and the atmosphere of the audience suddenly became awkward.

Can anyone think of,

A generation of female popes are so black-bellied that they secretly videotaped them a long time ago.

Just outrageous!

It seems that there has been a calculation for a long time.

Elder Mingtian felt like beeping a dog, and his mentality collapsed.

Who is a good guy who brings a camera to chat with people, is everything boring? ?

Young Master Yang, who had just been "unsealed" from the hand of Ni Father, let out a laugh,

Others suppressed their laughter, so he just laughed.

"High!"

"The mountain stands still!"

"Why don't you say that he is the pope, and I'm a little boy!"

The social youth raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Master Yang, do you still use such educated words?"

Yang Jinghong glanced at him contemptuously: "It's not that this young master is uneducated, do you think this full house is full of well-dressed beasts, do they deserve my young master's good words to describe them?"

The social youth was at a loss for words. After a long time, he gave his thumbs up and choked out two words:

"Brilliant..."

This kid isn't spitting people, he's on his way.

The fourth priest said madly in resentment: "Di Weiyang, it's useless to talk too much, my son is dead, and this priest has no intention of explaining, today I must pay for my life!"

Di Weiyang shook her head, and released a projection screen again.

The four priests were clasping their fists and looking at the female pope in the projection, begging:

"Your Majesty, if someone breaks the rules, please preside over the overall situation with me and punish those who break the rules!"

Di Weiyang and himself in the projection stared at the two priests respectively, their phoenix eyes were cold and iron-blooded, their red lips opened and closed, and they said in unison, chillingly:

"If someone crosses the line, I will shoot."

The overlapping voices of the two female popes resounded throughout the audience.

The four priests clenched their fists tightly, and their intestines were almost green with regret.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he lifted a rock and smashed himself in the foot.

Losing my son and losing face,

All the calculations eventually became the laughing stock of the audience.

Even spread it out in the future!

Di Weiyang moved her high-heeled boots, ignoring the four offerings,

Turning to Luo Fanchen, who was sitting firmly in the teacher's chair on the ring stage, drinking leisurely.

"Come down."

"This pope is here,"

"If someone dares to touch you, this is his eternal grave."

The sound of killing and felling sent chills down one's spine and made one dare not speak.

How many people can't help but think that the pope, Di Weiyang, was not appointed.

Rather, it was killed by a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood...

Luo Fanchen stood up, patted the dust on his trouser legs, and said with a loud smile:

"The Pope is mighty and domineering, I will buy you a drink when I have time!"

Not to mention the audience, the players and bosses were all shocked.

What the fuck?

No... is this kid molesting the Pope?

The Pope dares to tease?

Don't die.

Gone! !

You killed someone's holy son, and you still want to invite him to drink, you are thinking about farts!

Forcing someone to slap you to death?

Diwei Yang's phoenix eyes were still cold and determined, but she nodded slightly, her crimson lips parted slightly:

"it is good."

good word,

I don't know how many people were slapped in the face,

The audience who were waiting to see Luo Fanchen get slapped shuddered suddenly, and they were astonished, even more shocked than seeing Huang Yan being blown up.

"Fuck, is the sun coming out from the west?"

"What the hell!"

"The Pope agreed?"

"Isn't the Pope the one who hates men the most?"

King Yan wailed directly, pulling his hair tightly, unable to figure out what was going on.

He is extraordinary and has invited Di Weiyang countless times.

Every time I get only a cold look,

When it was treated with the most enthusiasm, it was the word "roll".

The result is now...

Brother Luo just opened his mouth, and the Pope gave it?

Do not!

Yes?

The corners of Yang Jinghong's mouth turned upwards, full of the thrill of keeping a little secret in his heart.

Are you dumbfounded, dumbfounded!

What kind of psychological quality, brother-in-law hasn't exerted his strength yet, you are all wilting?

"Okay, since Huang Yan is dead, Luo Fanchen and Yang Xiruo will decide the outcome of the finals."

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, so don't fight again!"

Jiucai Xiaoniao and Xuanwu spoke, ending the tense and dangerous situation.

"boom--"

High in the sky, the jade tablet belonging to Shengzi Huangyan burst into pieces.

Only the jade steles of Luo Fanchen and Yang Xiruo remained in the sky, standing upright and competing for glory.

The referee announced: "Please invite Yang Xiruo of the Divine Phoenix Empire to come on stage!"

"Although the first runners are at a disadvantage and consume too much, according to the rules of the competition, luck is also part of their strength."

All eyes were on the previous champion,

Now that she has entered the finals, it is very likely that in Luo Fanchen's weak state, she will become the defending champion of the Yang family's gunslinger.

The delicate woman who was weak and coughing slightly outside the venue frowned, shook her head and said softly:

"Young Master Luo is very exhausted, so what's the point if I win?"

"Wait some time."

"I look forward to a fair fight."

The audience was surprised and puzzled, wouldn't it be good to just take the opportunity to win the championship?

A purple lightning gun flashed in Yang Xiruo's eyes, champion?

it is not important.

What she needs is pressure, an opponent strong enough to pressure her.

I thought Shengzi Huangyan would be a good whetstone.

did not expect……

Luo Fanchen's fighting power was enough to surprise her, and her fighting spirit was boiling.

Although not a strong gunman,

But to meet an opponent with similar strength, it should be more satisfying.

Everyone saw Yang Xiruo's delicate body overflowing with a terrifying aura, and their hearts trembled, and then they suddenly realized,

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Huang Yan and Luo Fanchen.

Almost forgot, the Yang family's gunslinger girl has participated in two World Championships twice, and has never lost a single game.

Is it lucky?

World champion, no parallel imports!

Luo Fanchen smiled and said: "There is no need to rest, it's just a warm-up, and that's when Miss Yang is on stage."

"warm up?"

All of a sudden, the whole audience burst into flames, with extremely funny expressions on their faces.

Isn't this just rubbing salt in the wounds of the four priests?

Not buddy, this statement is a bit exaggerated.

Killed a holy son, you told me it was just a warm-up?

If the Holy Son was still alive, wouldn't he die of anger when he heard such words?

Yang Xiruo was a little angry when he heard the sound, and frowned slightly:

"Young master Luo, you have all the means, so let's rest first."

"Don't think that women in the world are inferior to men, and look down on me."

There is astonishing confidence and arrogance hidden in the weak female voice, which faintly warns Luo Fanchen.

Yang Jinghong anxiously scratched his ears and cheeks, jumping up and down like a big monkey with an inflated belly:

"One side is my sister, and the other is my brother-in-law. Who should I help!"

The referee looked strange, as if he had received a voice transmission, he suddenly said:

"Contestant Luo, we need to clean up the ring!"

When Luo Fanchen was about to step down,

He glanced sideways at the blood stains and bone stubble all over the floor, and heaved a long sigh in his heart.

It's a pity that Huang Yan's big sun candle illuminates Wuhun.

It just happens to be paired with the junior sister, an excellent match, and it will definitely produce a martial soul fusion skill.

But he really couldn't absorb it in public,

Otherwise, the world will be prejudiced like a mountain, and Emperor Baihu and others will take advantage of this opportunity to make trouble. When the time comes, the world's forces will join forces to kill evil spirit masters, and the female pope will not be able to protect herself.

Even if he could, Luo Fanchen didn't want to hurt the other party because of his own selfish desires.

It's a pity that the second prince's wind and thunder white tiger is a pity, and it's a pity that the big sun candle shines.

what! !

Luo Fanchen didn't even pick up the soul bone,

The nature of picking up and killing Huang Yan changed, and it became greedy, so killing people to seize treasures.

Luo Fanchen doesn't care about the stigma,

But he cared about the reputation of the female pope, and there would be rumors that Di Weiyang protected a villain who killed people and seized treasures, and his reputation would definitely be damaged.

After Luo Fanchen stepped down,

"Shh!"

The final is about to begin, and suddenly there is a terrifying figure in the arena, who seems to have been waiting for a long time, rushing to the ring for the first time...