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

"Brother Luo, guess who Xi Ying drew for you this time!!"

The energetic Princess Spice Girl Huanxi came to Luo Fanchen's side to act like a baby.

Luo Fanchen stretched his waist and got up from his seat, shrugged and smiled, "I guess it must be Guan Zizai."

"what?"

Ye Xiying and the sisters Ye Xiying who followed were shocked, wondering how Luo Fanchen's guess was so accurate.

Luo Fanchen smiled: "When I was about to say that I guessed wrong, just pretend I didn't say so."

"Cut~"

Ye Xiying and the others rolled their eyes and muttered in their mouths that they almost thought that this man could pinch and count.

In fact, Luo Fanchen really had evidence to rely on.

His luck is so bad that it explodes, and anyone who offends him will not even try to run away, it is almost inevitable that they will collide.

And Guan Zizai offended him the most, can he escape?

Why wasn't the second prince guessed?

Because the second prince's physical body looks so terribly inhuman, like a beast, Ye Xiying, who loves him, will definitely not be so excited to get the second prince.

"Brother-in-law, it's amazing, what the fuck, my brother is on top again!!"

Yang Jinghong ran over excitedly,

The opponent he ran into in the last round was considered to be the weakest among the top [-], and he was promoted to the next round, which didn't attract much attention. After all, all the attention was drawn away by Yang Xiruo in terms of guns.

This round draws the best among the top [-].

Yang Jinghong's eyes were full of disbelief, and he didn't understand why his luck was so good.

"It's so exciting!!"

"Brother-in-law, I found out that after I met you, my brother's luck began to change."

"You are our lucky star!!"

Yang Jinghong blushed with excitement,

Looking at Luo Fanchen's unsurprised appearance, he had a faint illusion, as if his brother-in-law was protecting him.

Before the competition, no one would have thought that the sloppy Nizi, who had dyed golden hair, inlaid with big gold teeth, could make it to the top [-] so easily.

Especially the result of the lottery this time made Yang Tingjun and the clan elders puzzled. They looked at each other, wondering if someone was secretly operating in the dark.

"What kind of shit luck does this kid have?"

third round,

The top twenty entered the top ten in the world, and the first game was Yang Jinghong's debut.

Compared with when he met Luo Fanchen that day, his strength now is not the same.

Even if they lose to Yang Xiruo, the unreasonable monsters of the first echelon, they are not as good as Guan Zizai, Huang Ning'er and other second echelon Tianjiao, and they can still dominate the third echelon.

Today, the only remaining third-tier genius among the top 4, the No. [-] player of the Underworld Sect of the White Tiger Empire, was met by him, and he was immediately extremely excited.

Wielding the Purple Lightning Magic Spear, he chased and fought fiercely.

"boom!"

Tianjiao of the Underworld sect flashed back to fight back, Yang Jinghong's spear was like a dragon flying out to sea, thunder and lightning rolled, and a fine lightning grid cover appeared in the void, sealing all the opponent's movements.

Electrocute the opponent to paralysis, the speed is greatly reduced,

In the end, the long spear swept across, with momentum like a rainbow, sweeping away the opponent, and pointed the gun straight at the throat.

"Chasing all the way with a sharp gun in hand, my name is Jinghong, you remember!"

Yang Jinghong stroked his golden hair upwards, and muttered to himself: Well, this is very likely to be the last dance of my young master in the ring, why don't you play tricks?

What monsters are the others?

Cough,

We are definitely not afraid of death because we offend too many people, we just want to be a cheerleader for my brother-in-law.

Yang Jinghong lightly tapped Tianjiao's chest of Mingyingzong with his spear: "Are your feet numb?"

The young master was punched to death,

The Shadow Sect players are afraid of stepping into the footsteps, so there is no need to care about face, life is the most important thing.

Although Yang Jinghong's perverted request was strange, he was still satisfied.

"Mom, mom, please forgive me."

"I surrender!"

Yang Jinghong was playing handsome, he was embarrassed and kicked the other side.

"Am I asking if your feet are numb?"

"What's wrong with you!"

Over the heads of hundreds of thousands of spectators outside the arena, black crows seemed to fly by, speechless and embarrassed.

Why is the style of painting not normal every time I come to Young Master Yang's place.

The second game caught the audience's attention, and it was the masked fairy of the Lin family.

Lin Shengyi, known as the number one female assistant of Soul Martial Arts.

Fairy Jinxiu has a graceful figure, a demeanor that is beyond dust, and beautiful eyes that are smoky.

No one thought that, except Luo Fanchen, a half-assisted and unassisted Tianjiao who made it to the top [-], Lin Shengyi, a pure assistant, could make it here.

She is the same as the young master of the Yang family,

Along the way, it seems that luck has been very good, and the opponents encountered are not difficult. The support of Jiuhong Fengming Sect, Li Hentian, automatically abstained from the first round and was eliminated.

"Boom!!"

The night sky is dark and the purple air is coming from the east, irrigating the whole venue.

The terrifying vitality spread out, causing countless male audiences to look down unconsciously.

Simply outrageous.

The opponent forcefully supported his blood-swelled body, and rushed to Lin Shengyi.

The weak assistant, who seemed to have no strength to restrain the chicken, suddenly raised the great purple qi tripod.

The opponent raised his fist and bombarded.

"clang--"

Gold and iron chirping,

It seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back, directly destroying the opponent's strong support state.

The opponent's soul power exploded, his blood vessels burst and he fell to the ground.

"The fairy swings the cauldron?"

"This style of painting is wrong."

"It turned out that the support won??"

"Ah this..."

The audience was in a trance, and the corners of Lin Dingtian's mouth twitched.

His two well-behaved daughters in the past have become more and more crooked now, and they are gone forever.

But it seems...

Isn't this trick of smashing people with a tripod a good thing?

Lin Dingtian looked down at his fat white right hand, his eyes flickered.

Could it be that after so many years, his thinking has really solidified?

"Ugh."

"Our outer door is about to live up to expectations."

Lin Yeye let out a long sigh, looked back and patted Lin Qianjue on the shoulder.

Even Lin Shengyi stepped down in a trance. Before the competition, she really didn't expect to have a chance to enter the top ten. After all, her weakness is too obvious.

As long as she can't penetrate the other party's milk immediately, then she will die.

With a quick mind, her delicate body trembled,

I thought of Yang Jinghong who had a smooth journey, and friends who seemed to be related to Luo Fanchen were all lucky, but Ye Wudao and others who had turned against each other were a bit miserable now.

No way?

Lin Shengyi was shocked by his bold guess.

She inadvertently turned her head to look in Luo Fanchen's direction, but the other party didn't look at her, didn't pay attention to her victory, and was chatting and laughing with the girls.

There was an inexplicable feeling of loss and dissatisfaction in my heart.

"Please invite Luo Fanchen from the Canglong Empire and Guan Zizai from the White Tiger Empire to come on stage!!"

"Hahaha, good, great!"

"The wait is finally here!"

The heroic laugh sounded,

The sword light pierced through the air and slashed towards the ring.

When the red glow of the sword dissipated, Guan Zizai, the black face and long beard, had already stood on the stage.

High-spirited, with fighting spirit in his eyes, he stared at Luo Fanchen.

There is a fearless self-confidence and arrogance hidden in his bones, as if he was born with it.

"Shh!"

Luo Fanchen stomped on his feet, lifted the weight lightly, and fell towards the ring like a feather.

The charm is restrained, and the black eyes are deep.

Temperament and ostentatious Guan Zizai are two extremes.

The audience sat up straight, wanting to see if the No. [-] talent in the Dao of the Sword could force out Luo Fanchen's true strength, but he hadn't seen his soul skills until now.

There are only Qinglian Healing and Black Lotus Shield, which are suspected to be mutated soul skills.

The fourth offering is gloomy,

He remembered that apart from Qinglian, this kid,

But there is a rough, jet-black, palm-sized trash like a small loach.

Can this counterattack?

What kind of opportunity did this kid get? Damn it, it should be given to my son.

"clang--"

The gong sounds and the game begins.

In an instant, a knife chant resounded through the sky, and the red Changhong headed straight into the dark sky from the top of its head. In the red glow, a domineering long knife was born.

The scarlet sky cloud pattern on the blade shines the light of killing and cutting, the blade contains a terrifying murderous aura, exuding inextricably domineering and tyrannical aura, as if the blade's red cloud is enough to cut everything.

Yellow, yellow, purple, and purple, the soul ring with the optimal ratio of five circles flashed out.

"Keng!"

Guan Zizai didn't say a word of nonsense,

Holding the handle of Chi Xiao Tian Zhan Dao with both hands, he pierced the sky and slashed headfirst.

All the roughness and unruliness seemed to be camouflage, so detailed to the extreme, they took the lead in attacking and fighting for the first opportunity.

"The first soul skill: Chi Xiao·Blood Soul Entering the Sword!"

"Roar--"

The soul of a red ferocious beast flying up to the sky and screaming, flew out of the soul ring and submerged into the Chixiao sword. The power of the sword increased by more than [-]% immediately, covering a layer of blood-red sword light.

"Second Soul Skill: Emperor Domination Ranwu Broadsword!!"

Guan Zizai was already in front of him holding the knife, his arms were red and hot, and his muscles were bulging.

Crazy forward slashing,

Chi Xiao Tian Zhan Tian Dao is unparalleled in dominance, and the wind of the blade roars, as if all dust is about to be cut off.

"Luo Zhuangyuan hasn't made a move yet?"

"You're not going to use your body to resist!"

While the audience outside the arena exclaimed and worried, Luo Fanchen moved, raised his right arm, raised his sword finger, and unexpectedly joined the knife light, and spread it above the gold and iron.

"Clang clang-"

Knives cut fingers, and the wind and rain did not stop.

"This……"

"The toughest sword in the world?"

"My God, what kind of spirit bone is attached to his right arm, the increase is so terrifying!"

"Catch up with the second prince's Tianlei irrigation, my mother is offering sacrifices!"

While the audience outside the arena were horrified by the strength of Luo Fanchen's physical body, Jian Jiujue's heart was damaged, and the frustrated and lonely Jian Jiujue raised his eyes, which were shocked and burst into incredible light.

"how is this possible!"

"He... he... used the sword skills I used to perform with the sword?"

"My seven-star Longyuan sect's unique skill?"

"Boom boom boom!!"

Luo Fanchen's sword pointed like a dragon, piercing through the void, and was as hard as the Chixiao sword.

Jian Yixing, the master of Seven Star Longyuan, was shocked: "This kid only fought against my son once, and can imitate this technique with three or four points of charm?"

The audience was dumbfounded when they heard the news. What kind of perverted memory comprehension is this?

After a long attack to no avail, Guan Zizai became more and more angry.

"If you want to block Guan's attack with just your sword, you are dreaming!!!"

"Fourth soul skill: Blade Prison · Sky Net!!"

knife awn differentiation,

In an instant, he attacked all parts of Luo Fanchen's body, including his throat, mouth, nose and vital points.

It turns into countless knives and threads, which are densely cut, visible to the naked eye, and infinitely slashed.

"Om-"

The black lotus shield flew out, shrinking and covering Luo Fanchen's body surface.

It's like wearing a thin black coat.

Thousands of blades rippled on the black lotus membrane, cutting continuously.

"Heh, it's you Heilian who are waiting!"

Guan Zizai laughed out loud, and the five spirit rings around his body suddenly burst out with an extreme black light, "Sixth Soul Skill: Slashing the Sky · Evil Sword!"

The audience exclaimed when they saw this,

"Damn it, old six!"

"It turns out that he has already broken through to the Soul Emperor."

Someone yelled: "This Tianjiao is more sinister than the other!"

Guan Zizai held the knife with both hands raised high, and the battle blade in his hand, the Chixiao Shenhua, turned into a 40-meter long knife in an instant, piercing the sky, horrifying.

The 40-meter-long sword was in the grand arena, and it slashed at the head of Luo Fanchen, who was overwhelmed by thousands of slashes. Wherever the sword passed, the wind burst and the domineering flow circulated.

"Black Lotus Ning!!"

No one thought,

Luo Fanchen was able to play so many new tricks with Hei Lian.

After the black lotus shield covering the whole body blocked all the knife wires, they withdrew as much as possible, and concentrated towards Luo Fanchen's right arm, covering the surface.

Luo Fanchen's right arm directly turned into a black color like obsidian.

The red gold flame can burn out from the inside smoothly.

Punch upwards with a punch, just like the legendary Lushan Shenglongba.

Counterattack and go up, tough and domineering.

"clang!!!"

The saber energy in the arena exploded, and the heat wave dissipated, shaking the audience.

"Bah!"

Guan Zizai's dark face was ferocious, his hands were tense, and the light of the 40-meter sword burst into pieces.

Luo Fanchen broke through the sword light and shot up into the sky,

Accompanied by the light of the knife falling from the night sky, it fell to the ground, causing the audience to exclaim.

Guan Zizai stared intently and roared, "Impossible!!"

"How could you hold it!"

The audience also felt that it was a bit outrageous, is this Luo Fanchen's physical body a little too strong.

Luo Fanchen looked at the fist,

The shield of the black lotus was broken,

A slender knife mark was left on the front of the fist, reddened and oozing a drop of blood.

Luo Fanchen sighed and shook his head: "It seems that this physical body is still too weak."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience fell silent. How could this horse be called weak?

Why don't you sacrifice your own mother at the beginning of your birth?

Luo Fanchen raised his eyes, looked at Guan Zizai, and couldn't help but praise:

"Your knife is very strong."

"It made me bleed."

Qinglian's light flashed, vitality flowed, and the bloodstains healed in an instant, intact.

"what!!"

Guan Zizai's arrogance was all his life on the sword in his hand,

The other party's compliment made him feel disgusted and humiliated, and he was extremely angry.

"Too deceiving!"

"My Scarlet Firmament Sect has earned my name in vain, don't underestimate me!!!"

Howling and howling, with a knife in one hand,

The tip of the other finger was broken, and the inscription was drawn with blood essence on the blade. The blade vibrated, as if it had a heart, and it became alive, and the breath rose steadily.

"The legendary number one sword skill in the world?"

The audience was shocked,

Especially the owner of the sword martial soul, his eyes widened.

The corners of Luo Fanchen's mouth raised, as if he had let the sea go for a long time, and finally the wait came.

Turn around and leave the back to Guan Zizai,

Looking at the excited social youth in the audience: "Dude, watch carefully and study hard."

"Wait--"

"You have to look carefully!"