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

The audience fell silent for an instant.

The indifferent voice was not loud, but it was extremely solid, as if blessed by soul power.

From the center of the arena, it spread like water ripples to the surroundings, spreading to the entire audience.

The voice echoed in the minds of tens of thousands of viewers, with their mouths open.

Looking in disbelief at the young exiled immortal standing tall and straight on the ring, he wondered if he had heard it wrong.

The three feudal lords and the players from all the teams present all stared wide-eyed.

I just felt that the scene in front of me was too unimaginable.

"boom!"

After experiencing a short period of silence, the audience exploded directly.

"Oh my God!"

"What's going on."

"Auxiliary wants to challenge all the masters?"

"It's crazy, whether to die or really have the confidence!"

"This...he is obviously an assistant, why is he so confident."

Li Xukun forgot the pain for a while, and stared straight at Luo Fanchen on the stage.

I was really shocked.

He didn't forget what the other party said just now, but if Qianlong City wants to make a comeback.

In the personal challenge competition, only one person can win ten games in a row without losing.

No one has been able to do it since the inception of the Three Cities Fighting Tournament.

Who is not a genius?

Ye Longhe, YangMeng, Miao Teng'er and others looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Don't talk, you four scumbags, stand quietly."

"Just watch the master perform quietly."

Ye Youling rolled her big eyes, and raised her white and slender middle finger.

"Ah... are we a trap?" Ye Longhe was confused.

Ye Xi shook her head and sighed softly, "You really underestimate Brother Luo."

"None of what he said before was a lie."

Ye Longhe and the others were shocked, "As a support at level [-], killing the Soul Sect is like killing a chicken?"

"This is impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible."

This time, Li Xukun didn't dare to speak out because of the green hat on his head.

It has been verified that one of what Luo Fanchen said is correct.

The three feudal lords sitting in the upper positions all focused on Luo Fanchen.

Rao was disturbed by the other party because of their mentality.

King Yan laughed and said, "It's too insulting to treat all opponents, hahaha."

"Arrogant, too arrogant, this kid is so interesting."

"I'm really curious, what cards does he have."

"However, Qianlongcheng only scored one point in the first round, and it is absolutely impossible to come back."

Lei Wang's face was gloomy: "How dare he, court death."

"Ye Tianwu, is this kid mentally abnormal, that's why he dared to provoke me earlier?"

Ye Tianwu was speechless.

He was going to be pissed off right now, wishing he could stand up and point at Luo Fanchen's nose and scold him.

I tried my best to protect you from getting hurt.

No more grades, no more secret opportunities.

In the end, you ran up to get beaten by yourself?

Are you asking for a fight? It is clearly written on your face that you are seeking education.

Ye Tianwu only felt that the pig teammates couldn't move him, so he sighed.

"Little ancestor, this has nothing to do with dad, he went up by himself."

"So tough."

Ye Xiying stared intently at the man on the ring, her peach blossom eyes sparkling.

Ye Tianwu's heart twitched again: "Girl, don't worry about something really happening to him."

"It's not worth it for an outsider."

Ye Xiying fell on deaf ears.

She just likes the fearless tough guy demeanor that men occasionally show.

It doesn't matter what princess or demon emperor you are.

As long as you mess with me, you can do it.

The referee felt the need to remind: "Player Luo, have you...forgot that you are a support?"

Luo Fanchen asked back: "Is it against the rules for the assistant to go on stage?"

"That's not it."

Generally, during individual challenges, lots will be drawn to determine which faction will be the first to play. After all, whoever comes up first will definitely suffer.

Not to mention fighting in advance, but also to be restrained by the team sent later.

So no one wants to suffer this loss.

Regardless of Luo Fanchen's support.

His move can be regarded as bringing his team to a disadvantage in the beginning of the game, which is similar to that of Go players in Tianyuan.

The referee said seriously: "Individual competition is not a child's play, are you sure you want to do this?"

Luo Fanchen looked away from the referee, and looked at the Tianlei City team off the field.

The tone is calm.

"I am invincible, you can do whatever you want."

"boom!"

The scene was heated up again, and Luo Fanchen became a hot topic of discussion in the audience.

"Insanity."

A shout rang out from the audience.

The ground shook, and thunder burst out.

"boom."

A burly young man with purple hair suddenly jumped onto the ring, his eyes stared at Luo Fanchen angrily, as if Kunpeng had been provoked by Youyu.

The masses know him well.

Rukawa Den, level 41, Martial Soul: Purple Electric Eel.

"How dare your defeated general speak bravely."

"The knife is not sharp, the horse is too thin, and the support is only level [-]. What are you fighting with me?"

Luo Fanchen stared at him with deep black eyes, did not answer, and asked the referee:

"can we start."

The referee nodded, flew up, and struck a golden gong in his hand with the hammer.

"clang--"

"Teng!"

Luo Fanchen's soul power was surging, and the red light was cruising behind him.

With one step, the arena trembled slightly.

Like a humanoid monster, it exploded from the spot, and there was an extra footprint on the tungsten gold ground.

Bringing up the afterimage of the strong wind, he shuttled across the ring in an instant, and quickly approached Rukawaden.

"you……"

Rukawa Den stared, startled by the opponent's explosive power.

He quickly summoned a purple electric eel with sparkling scales, possessed by a martial spirit.

Yellow, yellow, purple, and four soul rings ascending.

Anxiously activating the fourth soul skill, eighteen purple lightning eels shot out from the palm of his hand to stop Luo Fanchen.

"Dancing Thunder Eels."

"I'll let you dance!"

Luo Fanchen gave a fierce shout, and the power of the five elements of Qilin circulated in his body.

From bottom to top, one punch blasted out.

All the thunder eels were shattered in an instant, and the thunder light splashed all around, hitting Rukawaden's chest directly.

"Crack..."

Rukawa Den mouthed blood, his chest collapsed, and his bones shattered.

The whole person was directly blasted into the sky.

The soul light collapsed and shattered, and the martial soul possession was violently lifted.

"boom!"

He slapped the ground hard, and Luo Fanchen lifted his foot and stepped on his back.

The smoke and dust between Rukawa Electric and the ground vibrated.

The whole place was dead silent.

Only the smoke and dust dissipated with the breeze blowing slowly.

The people stared wide-eyed.

The players of the three teams were all dumbfounded.

The expressions of the three great feudal lords were all moved, and they all looked at Luo Fanchen in shock.

"Cough-cough-"

Rukawa Den coughed hard, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he raised his index finger to point at Luo Fanchen.

"You...you...how can..."

"Noisy."

Luo Fanchen frowned, turned his feet, and kicked Rukawa Dian's waist.

The whole person flew out like a dead dog.

It fell heavily on the team of Tianlei City, and fell in front of the arrogant and domineering team members.

The audience couldn't bear it anymore and exclaimed.

"Fuck."

"Ok?"

"You call this support?"

"As for the [-]th level support, the Martial Soul has not been activated, and the genius Soul Sect has been killed!"

"Did you see that one punch, one punch broke Rukawa Den's thousand-year soul skill?"

Luo Fanchen pressed it with his empty hand.

As if possessing an invisible aura, all the people in the audience quieted down unanimously, wondering what he wanted.

Luo Fanchen's eyes were calm, and he didn't take the last victory to heart.

It's like just slaughtering a pheasant casually.

"Next,"

"Come up."