Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

"Your Highness Wudao!!!"

"Master Sword!"

In the grand fighting arena, the voices of female fans were particularly harsh.

Although Luo Fanchen's appearance is incredible, Jian Jiujue and Ye Wudao currently have more supporters.

Without him, the past achievements are simply too impressive.

Although Luo Fanchen's performance was amazing, he was only a supporter anyway.

The appeal to the female fans in the venue has been greatly reduced. After all, Hunwu Continent still respects strength, and Ye Wudao and Jian Jiujue's family backgrounds are also quite outrageous.

In comparison, "Dark Horse" Luo Fanchen seemed much shabby.

Under the dark night, the flames in the fighting arena were bright and the atmosphere was full.

After the three final teams took the stage one after another, the emcee retreated behind the scenes.

Prince Ye Fuyao stood up in the sky. After a brief speech, he solemnly announced:

"Canglong Empire, the team battle finals have officially begun!!!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Ye Longhe and others immediately exploded their momentum, released their martial souls, merged their human souls into one, contracted their formation, and stood ready.

Their widened black eyes reflected the firelight, and their hearts were agitated.

His palms were nervous and sweaty, but his chest was boiling with pride.

Team finals!

It's so exciting that they can stand in the finals one day and compete with the other two top teams in the Canglong Empire.

Ye Longhe and others cherish this opportunity to fight against strong men and improve themselves.

But what surprised them was that the two teams, Blue Dragon Emperor City and Sword King City, made no movement at all. The two teams stared at each other quietly.

Their third team was completely out of sight and ignored.

The atmosphere in the ring suddenly became awkward.

Some spectators outside the venue were confused and asked hesitantly: "What's going on?"

"What else could it be like? No matter it is the Imperial City or the Sword King City, they don't regard Qianlong City as a dish at all."

Someone frowned: "That's too much, Qianlong City is still very powerful!"

The Imperial City audience raised their eyebrows and said with a smile: "Who said they have no strength?"

"It's just that compared to our Imperial City and Sword King City, the quality is a bit lower."

"There is no other way. They are too poor in Qianlong City. Even if they have geniuses, they don't have the resources to spend on them. The difference is too big and there is no way to compare."

The "aristocratic gentlemen" of the imperial city inadvertently revealed a sense of superiority, and sincerely felt that people in small cities were not up to par.

The boos off the court and the disregard on the court made Ye Longhe and others a little embarrassed.

Looking back at the backbone, he asked anxiously: "Father, what should we do now?"

Luo Fanchen yawned, feeling a little sleepy after eating too much fruit.

"Don't talk, watch the show."

Yang Meng tightened his grip on the Dragon Scale Gun, feeling ashamed and angry: "They don't take us seriously."

Luo Fanchen rolled his eyes: "It's not good that no one pays attention to us."

"Do I have to besiege you to show respect?"

YangMeng was stunned,

What are young people doing outside?

face! !

The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the face cannot be lost! !

The adoptive father's brain circuit seems to be different from that of normal young people. Isn't this not passionate?

Just lining?

The two teams of Imperial City and Sword King City stared at each other, sparks seemed to fly in the air.

In the last team competition, Sword King City was slightly inferior and lost to Imperial City.

It can be said that the two teams have been feuding for a long time.

For countless years, basically the top two teams in every team competition have been these two teams. No one else can get involved, and their background is not as deep as usual.

The young man in civilian clothes carried a wooden sword on his back, with sword intent flowing in his eyes, and said calmly in a low voice:

"Ye Wudao, our Sword King City will not lose again this year."

"Ha ha."

Ye Wudao on the opposite side sneered, his dragon robe blew, his green vertical pupils revealed a domineering and confident light:

“You’re still going to lose this year.”

"I haven't lost for a long time, I hope you can bring pressure to me."

"Don't let me down."

"Keng!"

The wooden sword vibrated, emitted a sword cry, and floated in front of Jian Jiujue.

Jian Jiujue raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword. In an instant, the common people were shouting, and the sword energy was everywhere in the field.

"Roar--"

At the same time, a high-pitched dragon roar came from the mouth of the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao,

The whole audience was shocked.

"Boom boom boom!"

One of the two teams was full of sword energy and vigor, while the other team was full of blood and fighting spirit. They charged towards the center of the ring and collided with each other.

More than 200,000 spectators were stunned by the two teams in just an instant.

They all held their breath, not wanting to miss any details.

"Damn it, you come up with a big move? The legendary Canglong Jinghuang Formation in the Imperial City?"

"The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Formation in Sword King City is not worth the extra concessions!!!"

"It's so cruel. This is the strength that a top team should have!"

Energy exploded in the arena, dragons roared and swords roared.

The third team is unknown, as if it has been forgotten by the world.

The Qianlong City cheering group was silent, and the pressure was high.

They had a bitter taste in their mouths, a sense of bitterness that country people feel when they see the luxurious life of city people.

too strong!

Geniuses are monster-level, and resource training is something they can never match.

Qianlong City passed all the way. They had previously been eager to imagine that Qianlong City could win the championship, but they found that these two teams were really too strong.

The dream is full, but the reality is weak.

But the loss is only temporary.

They thought that they should be content and grateful to Luo Fanchen. Being able to reach this point has already broken the record. Why should they be greedy and extravagant?

The people who had come all the way from Qianlong City stood up one after another and cheered loudly for Luo Fanchen and others, regardless of the strange looks from others.

"Damn it, if you didn't shout twice, I almost forgot that there is Qianlong City in the ring."

"No, you all should have a rest. Can you win by shouting Qianlongcheng twice?"

"The miracle ends here."

Most of the people who made sarcastic comments were the audience from Drizzle City and Kuangyan City.

"Zhuo, if you can't afford to lose, stop beeping."

The other spectators in the royal city couldn't stand hearing it any longer and spoke angrily.

To be honest, they all admired Qianlong City, which had stumbled all the way and relied on Luo Fanchen's difficult support to reach the finals.

Although they had never had a good impression of Luo Fanchen who was wandering around Tongtian Tower, they all recognized his ability as an assistant, and he was considered the number one assistant in this competition.

After all, even though Lin Shengyi was very strong, he failed to lead the team to the finals.

"collapse--"

The two royal cities fought fiercely for a long time and finally dispersed.

Ye Wudao and Jian Jiujue's auras were transcendent, their fighting spirit continued to boil, and there was no sign of weakness.

The teammates behind them were all panting.

The soul ring has a dim luster and is consumed too much.

I lament that these two captains are inhuman in terms of combat effectiveness and endurance.

Ye Wudao's green vertical pupils overflowed with a look of satisfaction.

"good."

"Compared to last year, you have also improved. Jian Jiu Jue, why don't you draw your sword?"

There were several more scratches from dragon claws on Jianjiu Juemu Sword. He shook his head and said:

"Take out your Canglong secret skill and kill it first."

"boom!"

The sword screamed and the dragon roared. Ye Wudao and Jian Jiujue left their teammates behind, with only each other in their eyes and no one else in their eyes, fighting together for the second time.

The rest of the two teams were panting, taking the time to regain their strength while glaring at the members of the other team.

But suddenly I heard a voice commenting calmly from beside me.

Turn your head to look.

Ye Longhe and others shrank their formation, like a crowd eating melons, listening humbly to Luo Fanchen's analysis of the battle, nodding from time to time with sudden realization.

"Look at the Nine Jue Swordsmanship. The moves are exquisite and unparalleled. However, they stick to the situation. When breaking the sword and picking the sword, it is too rigid, which affects the speed of the sword."

The team members of Sword King City widened their eyes, this kid really dared to say that.

The Imperial City players are about to make fun of them. Look, anyone can judge you.

As a result, my family was also "venomous".

Luo Fanchen's spiritual pupil observed the battle and analyzed it for his "adopted sons":

"Look at Ye Wudao again. He is confident and fierce in his moves, but he lacks a bit of domineering attitude and his power performance is also a bit inferior."

"Crazy!!"

The Imperial City team members were angry and roared: "Your Highness, are you the one who can comment?"

The members of the Sword King City were also dissatisfied and said indignantly: "You are too presumptuous, you are talking arrogantly, what qualifications do you have to criticize Jianzi!!!"

The angry voices of the two teams on the field were noticed by the audience.

After learning what exactly happened, his expressions became extremely exciting.

"Fuck!"

"Luo Fanchen is crazy enough, saying that Jian Jiujue's sword is not fast enough and Ye Wudao's power is not strong enough?"

"You can seek a sense of existence, but please don't seek death."

"Crazy! It's inappropriate to criticize two geniuses who are representatives of the ultimate offense."

Luo Fanchen smiled and said nothing.

Faced with doubts from the two teams, Ye Longhe jumped out to defend his adoptive father: "What are you guys barking at? My adoptive father commented like this, so there must be a reason for it!"

"Yes, everything my adoptive father said is right."

Li Xukun's body was burned with thunder flames, and his wings turned into thunder flames.

He has long since lost his former arrogance and has devoted himself to Luomen.

"good very good!"

The vice-captain of the Imperial City was covered in blue dragon green lotus, biting alienated dragon teeth.

"I didn't bother to pay attention to you, so I'll deal with you first!"

"Sword King City, let's clean up this bunch of rubbish that doesn't know the heights of the sky."

"it is good!"

The deputy captain of Sword King City led his team to fight out with swords.

The seven stars of the long sword shone brightly, and there was a vague vision of a hidden dragon swimming in the abyss.