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

Elder Ming Tian didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly, he blew his beard and stared angrily.

Nima!

Is this kid a monster?

What are you talking about?

"A unique skill in the way of guns?"

"Where did he get the gun art?"

Sanye Yang was in doubt, and he could tell at a glance that Luo Fanchen's unique skill of spear art was definitely not inferior to the seven unique skills of Shenxiaozong Zhenzong.

Even some details are even more mysterious.

Yang Tingjun frowned, brows full of anxiety:

"Such spear skills seem to have been heard in ancient books?"

Jian Yixing, Guan Canghai and other pinnacle masters of the Wuhun Sect were all staring at Luo Fanchen's every move, and their hearts were shaking.

"Didn't imitate our sect's unique skills!"

"Could it be a legacy of the sect that has been submerged in the long river of history?"

Luo Fanchen is relentless when he is in power, carrying the expectations of the old man with a broken arm.

Revive the prestige of Jietian Yimai on the world stage!

"Second Tribulation: Longxiang Canglanpo!!"

The God-killing Spear rolls into the void, and the azure water rolls up waves, and there is murderous intent in the sparkle, as if there is a dragon rushing inside, it is unstoppable! ! !

The elephant is invisible, and the sound is loud.

Yang Xiruo hovered like a spirit fox with lotus root arms, and the gun body receded in shock and thunder, turning into a purple transparent spear, submerged in the air, and pointing at the center of the blue vortex.

"boom--"

Luo Fanchen's gun skills were broken, raindrops fell all around,

Yang Xiruo coughed and hummed softly,

The blood was swallowed by her forcefully, her eyes sparkled, the long spear tore through the daytime sky, the stars were shining brightly, and countless spear lights overflowed into stars.

"Gun Four: Cracking Void·Starburst Empty!"

In Luo Fanchen's eyes, Xi Ruo danced the gun with Mei Lun's beauty reflected in her eyes, her expression was stern and calm, and the tip of the god-killing gun was doubled, as if it was broken, exuding a sad and beautiful moonlight.

"Third Tribulation: Broken Front·Yueyingshang!"

The scattered moonlight and countless stars fell silently, and the audience was completely silent.

"how is this possible!!"

"After the Tiantong secret skill and the Canglong combat skill, this guy still masters such an overbearing spear skill???"

"There are so many unique skills, can he practice it!"

"Is this poking into the nest of chance?"

"Three unique skills, in the whole world, who has such an opportunity!!"

All the sect masters were dumbfounded.

This kid is so rich?

What a deal!

Richer than our sects?

Yang Jinghong screamed excitedly, breaking his throat: "Brother-in-law is amazing!"

"Punish my sister!"

He has been suffering from his sister for a long time, Yang Xiruo must fully implement and beat his younger brother as soon as possible!

Zhan Doudou bared his teeth and grinned: "No, Lao Deng, no... I just can't figure it out, old man. How did this kid learn so many tricks by stealing!"

King Tianwu and King Yan were more at a loss than anyone else when they heard the exclamations from around them.

"Compared to the Empire Contest, does this guy have so many cards?"

"What kind of growth rate is this!"

"If we don't see each other in two months, we can't figure out the fourth secret technique!"

The Tianwu Kings shook their heads like rattles!

impossible!

It is absolutely impossible.

Otherwise, wouldn't the top ten sects' unique skills in suppressing sects become a joke? ?

Ye Wudao almost cried with envy.

Comparing the emperor and grandson with this guy, he became like a beggar, so shameless.

All the geniuses who had fought against Luo Fanchen in the Empire Contest began to doubt their lives, as if they had seen a ghost, why every time they saw this guy, they became more perverted than before?

What would it be like after half a year after the World Championships? ? ?

It shouldn't evolve like this anymore! !

"Teacher, are you sure you didn't give senior brother a small fire!!"

"A few months ago, Senior Brother wasn't like this!"

Bai Yingyue couldn't imagine that her senior brother had just awakened her martial soul a few months ago.

Who will believe it?

She seemed to hear the sound of gritting her teeth.

Glancing at the master, the master's face was as cold as usual, could it be that he was hallucinating?

Di Weiyang stood under the stage, quietly watching Luo Fanchen pretending to show off his skills on the stage.

Obviously I could tell myself all about it last night,

I deliberately hid so many surprises, and I just waited for her here without saying anything, right?

It seems that it's time for her to have a private chat with Luo Fanchen again.

The three secret skills are all learned.

She was even worried that this kid would not do well in the nursing home, be wronged, and bullied!

How is this going to be a grandson?

Are you going to be an uncle? ?

Di Weiyang shook her head, her eyes were cold and frosted with joy,

Ah,

Waste of emotion!

Suddenly I feel that this little man is not as pleasing to the eye as before, I owe a fan!

Once upon a time, the arrogant Huang Yan,

At this moment, his face turned green, and he clenched his fists tightly.

The moment I turned my head,

The third prince who happened to be grinding his teeth and wiping his saliva was also looking at him, showing a special smile.

Huang Yan felt nauseous and turned his head back. The holy sword lines between his brows fluctuated and the powerful Jin Hui was agitated.

On the arena, gun shadows staggered,

Deep scratches appeared on the surface of the indestructible green steel arena.

"The Soul Sect's fight against the Soul Emperor is also an evildoer who can leapfrog the battle."

"Can this Luo Fanchen fight like this?"

"It's so scary!!"

At this time, Yang Xiruo had changed from the previous surprise to indescribable surprise. The other party's superb spear skills far exceeded her imagination.

She never thought that there would be someone in the world who could stand shoulder to shoulder with her!

Do not!

If she doesn't attack with all her strength, maybe even if the opponent doesn't use other martial spirits, she will still lose! !

"come out."

Yang Xiruo threw out the Zidian Divine Cloud Spear, which hovered in front of him.

Raise your right hand and reach for your heart.

Clenched the empty hand and pulled it outward and upward.

The blood qi rolled and condensed, and wisps of golden divine brilliance burst out! !

"The second martial soul of the legendary female gun god appeared?"

"The power of the gods??"

The audience sat up straight,

Even in the last World Championships, she had never seen Fairy Yang cast her second martial spirit.

Before he could exert his strength, the opponent was defeated.

The blood is flowing, but there is no haze and bloody smell, it is extremely holy.

The mixture of blood and spiritual power in Gun Gun's heart turned out to be a blood-colored spear, which was held in Yang Xiruo's hands like an agate jade.

In an instant, Yang Xiruo's whole body seemed to be integrated with the blood gun.

Those streaks of golden power of the gods of the gun way submerged into the blood gun, producing a powerful and special change. The blood gun was covered with a light golden luster, and the aura pierced Changhong.

Luo Fanchen pierced through everything, his heart was shaken, and he said with emotion:

"It is rumored that the fairy of the Yang family sacrificed half of her life to practice the way of the gun, and she was weak and coughed up blood all day long. Today, Luo knows where her life has gone!"

Yang Xiruo killed and solemnly opened her cherry lips:

"Master Luo, you have good eyesight!"

"This gun is a result of my special inheritance method, mobilizing the essence and blood of half of my body, using the soul as the base, and drawing the power of the gods as a supplement, to condense it. There is no gun more suitable for me in this world."

Luo Fanchen was also shocked by this crazy and bold secret technique at this moment.

"It's not a gun."

"It's another you!!"

Yang Xiruo's sharp eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips raised:

"Sure enough, I, Yang Xiruo, read it right, you are someone who understands guns!"

Yang Jinghong in the audience was speechless: "You didn't see it wrong, you ghost! Now you see it right!!!"

Yang Xiruo glanced sideways, Young Master Yang squatted down in fright, expertly making people feel distressed, and then suddenly realized that the occasion was wrong: "Old sister, the times have changed, Brother Luo is covering me, you beat him before you talk!! "

"Brother Luo?"

Somehow,

When Yang Xiruo heard that Yang Jinghong changed his name to Brother Luo this time, he was inexplicably upset.

"Get rid of him first!"

"Go down and clean you up!!"

Yang Xiruo released the blood spear in his palm, and merged with the divine spear in front of him.

Like magnets attracting each other, the two spears merged into one.

"Wow—"

The entire audience exclaimed loudly, and the shock in several lifetimes was not as much as this day.

"Martial soul fusion skills?"

"Variation self-body martial soul fusion technique?"

"Can you still play like this?"

"Why are the unique skills of the evildoer more outrageous than the other!!"

"You're an idiot, otherwise how can you call it a monster, a genius just breaks common sense!"

Blood spears into the heavens,

The blood on the field is like the tide, and the golden light is like rain;

Lightning flashes, thunder strikes!

A brand-new long spear after fusion appeared in the world, stunning the audience.

The inside of the sharp gun seems to have liquid divine energy flowing, and the surface is like spar agate, overflowing with three-color divine light, and everyone who possesses ordinary weapon spirits outside the field is terrified.

"Master Luo, take my shot this time!"

Yang Xiruo's delicate face exudes a moment of youthful beauty, showing his fanatical obsession with guns.

The speed of the gun soared, turning into a mysterious light.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Fanchen let out a muffled snort, and the shaft of the God-killing Spear raised to defend against it vibrated, and his whole body was blown away.

"It's different!"

"This woman is completely different!!"

"This gun is cultivated with its life, coupled with the most suitable self-created soul skills, it can hit ten points, or even exceed the limit of power!"

Luo Fanchen has not yet possessed his own soul skills, let alone two guns.

The evil spirit of the God-killing Spear has not been fully activated.

If he wants to win, he must use other means, the Holy Dragon Soul Ring Soul Bone!

Soul bones are also considered his own power, but he is unwilling to use them at this time.

Today, he will use what he has to conquer this woman with a gun.

"Roar--"

Luo Fanchen had a bold and crazy idea, and his mind moved.

The startling dragon chant resounded,

The huge mighty green anaconda soared into the sky, cruising above the void.

Luo Fanchen stared at Yang Xiruo with deep black eyes, his expression extremely focused.

If you can, why can't I?

He raised the Jiuxiao Shenshen Spear and pointed it towards the sky.

Sensing the master's mind, the ancestral dragon martial soul raised its head to the sky and screamed loudly,

He swooped down, and under the inexplicable astonishment of the audience, he rushed into the Jiuxiao Shenshen Spear...