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

"Gone?"

"Where's the five-sword-in-one ultimate move?"

"It's just gone?"

"Oh my God, what kind of soul skill did Luo Fanchen use? Is it a magic spell?"

All the spectators in the audience exclaimed in disbelief, unable to understand the scene they saw. The moment the sword struck out, they all thought the winner was decided.

As a result, Luo Fanchen, the support who is least like a support, once again showed outrageous actions?

Not long after Jian Yixing sat down, he stood up straight.

"This!!"

"This is impossible!!"

Rain King and Mad King kept their stiff smiles with their mouths open.

As for Jian Jiujue himself, there was a roar in his head, like a bolt from the blue.

He stared in the direction of Luo Fanchen with a pair of sword eyes that were about to jump out of his eye sockets, as if he was crazy, and shook his head repeatedly:

"No!"

"Will not."

"How could you possibly be able to catch this sword that I spent a year honing and honing."

The green dragon whirlpool in Luo Fanchen's palm was now manically compressed to the extreme, hiding endless sword energy that was not released. The palm with the amplified soul bone on the outside seeped out with dark red blood.

There was a rare look of approval on his cold and serious face.

"Jian Jiu Jue, I have to say, your move is very imaginative."

"It actually made me bleed, which is enough to be proud of."

Jian Jiujue's palms trembled, feeling offended, and a sense of shame swelled in his heart, but the most "murderous" thing was that the other party's face was full of sincerity, without any hint of hypocrisy or provocation.

"you……"

"You're going too far!!"

The entire audience was dumbfounded.

Ah this...

Brother! You are the auxiliary, the auxiliary! ! !

I was speechless for a moment, this statement was truly heartless.

"Buzz!"

Qinglian emerged and healed the blood scratches on Luo Fanchen's palm in just one breath.

"It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating. I'll give you back your sword skills."

He aimed his palm at Jian Jiujue and exploded the whirlpool of the cyan dragon that was fully charged.

The chaotic infinite sword intent gushed out, and the sword light blasted towards Jian Jiujue in the opposite direction.

"not good!"

The pupils of Jian Yixing in the sky shrank.

"what!"

Jian Jiujue's screams soon came. In the storm of sword blades, the cloth was torn to pieces by the sword, and the cut flesh and blood were scattered.

Soon it turned into a bloody man.

The shrill screams made the audience palpitate and feel terrified.

"ruthless."

"The attack was too harsh."

"Trying the other person's way to repay the other person's body? His move can not only absorb it, but also release it?"

"Self-created soul skills! It turns out that not only Jian Jiujue has self-created soul skills, he also has one!!"

"It's too scary. With such a talent, all you have is an auxiliary martial spirit, and you have such unparalleled combat power???"

The fight was quickly interrupted by the referee and declared over.

"Qianlong City, Luo Fanchen wins!!!"

In an instant, the cheering people in Qianlong City burst into deafening cheers.

The top four ensure absolute fairness and prevent the two top teams from accidentally drawing lots together. They use a cross-match system. Previously, Luo Fanchen defeated Lin Shengyi, so the top three are probably stable.

Now they have won two games in a row, locked in second place, and directly entered the finals.

This is a good result that the people of Qianlong City could not even dream of in countless years, even before the competition started, without any water! !

Player Luo is awesome! ! Daddy, take me to bed! !

"Woooooo."

"Master Sword!"

At this moment, countless girls in Sword King City were crying with tears in their eyes.

Even though Luo Fanchen is very handsome, they still insist on liking their own player.

Seeing Jian Jiujue turned into a bloody man on the field, his heart was broken and he wanted to rush forward and hug him.

Lin Shengyi, who was covered in white gauze, kept focusing on Luo Fanchen, flashing an indescribable curiosity as to what kind of person this guy was.

So strong.

"Jue'er!!"

"Shh!"

The sword light flashed in the night sky, and Jian Yixing rushed to the ring immediately.

Jian Jiujue, riddled with holes and turning into a bloody man, still managed to hold on without falling.

The eyes covered with blood were still looking at Luo Fanchen,

His father's concern fell on deaf ears.

Regardless of the blood stains, Jian Yixing grabbed Jian Jiujue's wrist and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that his son had only injured his muscles and bones and that his Dantian meridians were intact.

He stared at Luo Fanchen opposite.

Luo Fanchen held up his hands: "What advice does Master Jian Sect have?"

Before Jian Yixing could speak, Jian Jiujue's lips wriggled, blood flowed, and he trembled:

"Dad, the kid is so convinced that he lost, he finally... showed mercy."

"Dad knows better. It's not like he can't afford to lose." Jian Yixing, the stern-faced swordsman master, showed a heartbroken smile: "One failure is nothing. It doesn't matter if you don't come first. Don't be discouraged."

All the ninth-level experts could clearly see that Luo Fanchen moved his palm at the last moment and deliberately missed the counter-killing sword move, otherwise Jian Jiu Jue would definitely die.

"Father, I..."

Jian Jiujue wanted to say that he would never lose again, but after saying this too many times, he felt bitter in his heart.

"Go back and settle down, and you will win."

Jian Yixing handed over to Luo Fanchen, which surprised the audience. They must know that this sword sect leader is a ruthless and decisive person who is not so easy-going to outsiders except for his family.

"Heroes emerge from youth."

"Little friend Luo is so talented and beautiful that this sect leader admires him. If he has the chance, he must visit him as a guest."

Luo Fanchen has always been soft-spoken, and he smiled and said modestly:

"You don't want to be a hero. You're a bit despicable, hahaha."

This joke made Jian Yixing find it interesting.

"Swish!"

Several rays of Qinglian's healing light penetrated Jian Jiujue's body, and the thousands of sword marks on his body quickly began to heal, but Luo Fanchen deliberately did not restore his soul power.

But it was enough to make Jian Yixing like him, at least not hate him, and his approval of Luo Fanchen was even higher.

King Yan poked King Tianwu next to him: "Tianwu, this guy doesn't have a daughter or niece, does he?"

King Tianwu was stunned for a moment, then glared: "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"

"It seems that there really isn't one, just a precious son."

"Huh...it's not a big problem."

Neither of them noticed that not far away, the fat sect leader with narrowed eyes and a smile was breathing rapidly and his eyes were green.

With the third game of the semi-finals, the final battle begins.

Ye Wudao from the Imperial City fights against Lin Shengyi from Yanyun City.

The moment the battle started, Ye Wudao adopted the most ferocious fighting method and instantly released the ancient blue dragon spirit to rush out, leaving no room for Lin Shengyi to show off.

Without even giving Lin Shengyi a chance to speak, she was about to be knocked off the ring.

He wanted to use more powerful methods than Luo Fanchen to conquer this woman who was destined to win.

The strongest goddess assistant must of course be matched with him, the most prominent and powerful person in the young generation of the empire.

As a result, no one expected the purple energy that Lin Shengyi flew out of the cauldron.

Three big characters formed in the air in an instant: "I surrender!"

The game was immediately stopped by the Soul Saint-level referee.

Ye Wudao braked urgently and stopped the attack.

It was like a punch in the air, making my teeth itch with anger. What kind of horse riding skills are there, and who did you learn from them?

More than 200,000 spectators were stunned by Lin Shengyi's god-level operations.

Looking at the three big characters in the sky, the purple energy condenses and persists.

After holding it in for a long time, I finally uttered one word:

"six."

The great elder was furious in the audience. He was a bad person. His own goddess was a bad person.

Lin Shengyi's face was red, but there was a vague understanding in his heart.

Assessing the situation?

This trick is a bit shameless, but it seems to be really effective and you don’t need to be beaten, right?

Everyone looked up at the fairy with admiration, and secretly glanced in the direction of Qianlong City with a red face.

It turned out that the man was also looking at her, noticed her little movement, and immediately withdrew his gaze quickly, like a child who had done something wrong, with his heart beating wildly.

Time moves backward, it is midnight.

The stadium was still lively and the crowd's enthusiasm remained undiminished, especially the Imperial City gentlemen who were particularly excited because the competition was coming to an end.

The final battle for third and fourth place begins.

Lin Shengyi fights against Jian Jiujue.

Everyone thought that Jian Jiu Jue could quickly take down Lin Shengyi, but they found that Jian Jiu Jue's wooden sword was gone, his mental and soul power was depleted, and he was extremely weak.

He was so weak that he was almost penetrated by Lin Shengyi's breasts, and the blood vessels all over his body exploded.

"This kid is really a thief. He deliberately didn't restore his soul power."

Lin Dingtian and Yan Wang successively discovered the favor sent by Luo Fanchen.

Of course Jian Yixing also discovered it. Faced with the instigating remarks of the Rain King, he replied: "It's a matter of love to help you heal your injury. If I don't help you restore your soul power, what's the blame?"

This made the Rain King's face become darker and darker, and his heart was filled with murderous intent.

In the ring, Jian Jiujue's body was crumbling, but Lin Shengyi did not continue to use "poisonous milk".

He actually started to slowly approach Jian Jiujue.

Everyone was confused. What would Fairy Lin do if she didn't hurry up and win the game?

Jian Jiujue felt weak and swung the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword to strike.

Not only did Lin Shengyi not run far, but when he stayed behind, he actually used his white and slender arms to lift the Great Wilderness Purple Qi Cauldron and smashed it down with his silver teeth.

"clang!!!"

Normally, Jian Jiujue's sword would definitely be able to swing this crude Yiding away.

But now, Jian Jiujue's wrist went numb, and Seven Stars Long Yuan flew out.

The entire audience was stunned.

Lin Shengyi gritted his teeth and smashed again, which was much smoother than before, and there was even a whistling wind sound.

"clang!"

Jian Jiujue blocked it with his cross arm, the sound of bones breaking was heard, and his knees went weak.

Kneel down and lie down on the ground.

"call--"

When the cauldron landed on the ground, Lin Shengyi blew a breath, her face flushed under the white gauze.

I don't know if I am tired or too excited.

This was the first time in her life that she hit someone with a cauldron. It seemed... quite exciting? ?

A little cool.

For a moment, Lin Shengyi secretly stared at Luo Fanchen in the audience.

It seems like the door to a new world of assistance has opened.

"Dangerous!"

Cute girl Lin Keke shuddered inexplicably.

As for the entire audience, including Lin Dingtian, the Great Elder, Lin Qianjue and other members of the sect, they were all stunned and unable to speak for a long time.

They should have cheered and celebrated the birth of the third empire, which was also a good result for Yanyun City that surpassed previous years, but now their attention was completely attracted away.

How can a fairy hit people with her cauldron?

There is a girl next door who has just grown up, and is so powerful that she is so powerful? ? ?

There's something wrong with this rough painting style. What on earth is going on!

For a moment, all eyes looked at Luo Fanchen strangely.

When Luo Fanchen became the focus of the audience again.

"boom!"

The emperor's grandson Ye Wudao rushed onto the ring with a loud voice, his voice as majestic as thunder.

"Referee, the game for the weak is over. Can the finals begin?"

"Don't waste any more time."