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

"Boom!!!"

The first battle of the three groups in the arena also started quickly.

Sword King City battles Twilight City, the field is full of sword shadows and light bursts.

"Hey~"

Fresh and juicy with a sweet aftertaste.

Luo Fanchen was sitting in the waiting area, eating the juicy and tender cantaloupe that Ye Xi had washed.

The savage princess with a small temper gave a lot of face to the man outside.

The princess beat her back from behind, while Ye Youling pinched her legs in front.

The spectators noticed Luo Fanchen's state from the corner of their eyes, and their hearts trembled instantly.

"I'm blanching~"

"What is this Luo Fanchen doing!"

"Is he here for a game, or for a vacation?"

"It's too pretentious. If you don't beat him to death, all the Tianjiao players present are responsible."

Not only the audience in other cities condemned Luo Fanchen, but even King Tianwu and Qianlong City's own people couldn't stand it anymore. This was too much hatred.

Luo Fanchen was speechless, gnawed on the small melon in his mouth, and said vaguely:

"I fight so hard, what's wrong with enjoying it?"

Li Xukun smiled and said: "Father, these people are jealous, may I help you pinch your feet?"

"Go! Go! Go."

Luo Fanchen looked disgusted: "I still like the way you are rebellious when I first meet you."

"Om-"

A dazzling golden light burst out from the arena, like a rising sun, shining in all directions. All the spectators closed their eyes with tears in their corners.

"Ok?"

"So dazzling?"

Luo Fanchen was surprised, and his spiritual eyes stared at the battle on the stage without any hesitation.

The seven people possessed by the martial spirits in Twilight City all had big bald heads. At this moment, the seven people joined hands and formed a circle, bursting out a strong light combo that even a soul master could not bear.

Even Luo Fanchen, who was far away from the stage and had spiritual pupils, felt the stinging pain in his pupils.

The players in Sword King City faced even more terrifying pressure.

Jian Jiujue and the other six teammates all closed their eyes tightly in pain, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of their eyes. It seemed that closing the eyes was useless, and they had to reach out to cover them.

"Take the bamboo shoots! Which wicked thing in Twilight City developed this move?"

"I can't even open my eyes, how can I fight in Sword King City?"

"Wannian's second child, Qianlong City, is going to counterattack, and this Twilight City is also joining in the fun?"

On the dome, King Guangming cupped his hands at Sword King and Sovereign Jian Yixing:

"It's not fighting to win, it's showing your ugliness."

The bald-headed seven members of the Twilight City below seized the opportunity to kill the seven members of the Sword King City who were unable to open their eyes, and when they were about to make a final decision.

"Keng!"

Swords rang out everywhere.

Six people drew their swords at the same time, forming a sword array, protecting the surroundings.

With his eyes closed, Jian Jiujue took off the wooden sword on his back, flipped his wrist, and the sword flower was like a wandering dragon humming.

The sword light is delicately displayed towards the attacking enemy.

The Twilight City Seven's joint attack was instantly resolved, and their expressions changed in shock.

"how so!"

While they were in a trance, Jian Jiujue rushed out of the six-man sword formation with the wooden sword in his hand.

Amidst the brilliant golden light, the young man in civilian clothes slashed across the seven people with his sword.

"Kang Kang Keng Keng!!!"

The Twilight Seven, who were not good at attacking, was quickly defeated, and the ground was covered with bald heads.

There were sword marks all over his body, and his clothes were torn, but he didn't hurt a single bit of flesh.

The dazzling light in the arena receded, and the Twilight players looked in disbelief at the commoner youth who had killed seven of them with a sword, and was slowly putting away the wooden sword in the middle of the arena, without opening his eyes.

The King of Light was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, and apologized:

"Hey, you two, this king really made a fool of himself."

"Sect Master Jian, you have taught your son well, this king is convinced."

Jian Yixing shook his head: "The attribute of light is not good at fighting. Guicheng's move just now is really amazing, really amazing."

King Guangming sighed, he secretly had bad luck, and met Jian Jiujue, a monster.

I thought that with a big move this year, I would definitely be able to counterattack and get a good result.

It would be great if it was something like Qianlong City.

The people in the cheering group in Qianlong City immediately felt the pressure. This sword Jiujue knocked down seven enemies with the wooden sword alone, and the martial spirit was not even activated.

Just as the audience was discussing and admiring Jian Jiujue, an astonishing scene appeared again.

In the second match of the group, Canglong Emperor City played against Hurricane City.

Seemingly stimulated by Jian Jiujue, Emperor Sun Ye Wudao surpassed his teammates and rushed to the opposite side as soon as the match started.

The seven people in Hurricane City were very angry, feeling that even the last champion's move was too arrogant, and they all used their strongest soul skills to meet the enemy together.

The seven tornadoes are all in one, convoluting all the energy around them.

"hold head high!!"

The dragon chant resounded, and the ancient blue dragon was born out of nowhere, and the might of the dragon frightened the audience.

Ye Wudao, who was covered in dragon scales, was cold and majestic, and he passed through the tornado domineeringly.

Unscathed.

Within three breaths, the seven people in Fist Town were annihilated, and the entire army of Hurricane City flew out of the ring.

The audience was in an uproar, but Ye Wudao said nothing.

The cyan vertical pupil passed Luo Fanchen, staring at Jian Jiujue without paying attention.

"Wait for you."

After he spoke indifferently, he turned and walked down the stage, leaving only the backs of the crowd.

"hiss--"

Li Xukun couldn't help but gasp, "All of these are too cruel."

"The adoptive father pretended to be aggressive and finally met his opponent."

"To be honest, I was scared."

Ye Longhe smiled wryly. He used to think that he was a genius and unique.

It was later fucked,

Be honest.

He glanced at Luo Fanchen, and couldn't imagine how badly they would have lost without his adoptive father leading the team, and their record might not be as good as in the past.

YangMeng felt a little inferior inexplicably, and sighed: "If there is no adoptive father in charge, I might not dare to stand here, these guys are too perverted."

Ye Xiying stuffed a purple grape into Luo Fanchen's mouth and asked:

"Brother Luo, how are you feeling now?"

"It's really unimaginable. With the strength of these two people, they didn't win the championship in the last World Championship."

Luo Fanchen turned his head and spit the grape seeds into the white palm that Ye Youling thoughtfully sent over.

"If you lose strength, you can still save. If you admit defeat in your heart, you will no longer have the will to chase."

"Don't worry, just wait a little longer."

"When the other party is powerless and falls in front of you, you will only say one thing in your heart."

"Oh, genius? That's all it seems."

Ye Longhe and the others twitched their faces when they heard this, and couldn't help giving a thumbs up, admiringly:

"Which one has the best pretense technology?"

"In terms of pretense, it has to be our adoptive father's specialty."

But Luo Fanchen's words gave them full confidence.

All the nervousness and depression in everyone's hearts were swept away, and their fighting spirit was high and they cheered up.

With this man, it seems that I will always feel so at ease.

Ye Xiyan smiled peacefully, glanced at Luo Fanchen from the corner of her eye, and then turned back quickly with a guilty conscience.

Another slender and beautiful girl with a graceful waist and long dark green hair was also watching secretly, her face flushed.

"The second round of the second group: Drizzle City and Qianlong City are invited to come on stage!!!"

The audience in Drizzle City were the first to cheer excitedly, gearing up.

"Old cousins ​​of Kuangyan City, don't be sad, we will avenge you!!"

"Look, family!!"

"This kid can only control fire, not water, just do it boldly and it's over."

The seven members of Drizzle City Miaosha came on stage, and the audience cheered and applauded.

Luo Fanchen led the team to stand facing each other, but all he got was boos.

With 20 people, more than [-]% of the audience are eager to see him get hammered.

Don't talk about the old account of wandering around "Kowloon Tongtian Tower",

Are you a support, are you strong enough, is it suitable for you to occupy so many girls by yourself?Don't give points to the brothers?

On the Qinggang arena, the seven members of Drizzle City were full of murderous intent, with raised eyebrows and raised eyes.

On the other hand, in Qianlong City, the atmosphere was distorted by Luo Fanchen's leisurely style.

Miao Sha's blue hair was blowing, and he said coldly: "If you do many unrighteous actions, you will die yourself. It is the end of your good life when you meet us."

"All your methods have been thoroughly researched by us, and they are useless."

"Oh?"

Luo Fanchen nodded: "Okay, then stop talking nonsense, come and try, I hope you can try your best to touch the corner of brother's clothes."

The arena is full of swords and swords, and the battle is imminent.

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I know everyone is in a hurry, so I updated it in advance, and strive to be early tomorrow, and then change it to update at [-] o'clock every night.

Life is not easy, Bailong sighed, he didn't have time to make money, so he coded for his brothers after get off work.