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

Ye Wudao spread his wings and soared into the air, his bat-like black wings bursting through the dragon robe, covered with a layer of green and black dragon scales, high up, overlooking the ring.

As the black wings of the bat dragon flapped, strong winds gathered on the ground and dust flew up.

All the players and the audience were amazed. Jian Jiujue and Meng Shang, who were both among the top three in the previous competition, looked stunned and called this guy inhumane.

"Bleach! How can we fight like this?"

Meng Shang scolded: "First there is a dragon-born soul bone with magical skills, and now there is a soul bone attached to the dragon wings. Who has a rich family like this kid!"

As the young sect leader of the ten major sects, of course he also had soul bones, but Ye Wudao's configuration really made him jealous, calling him a cheater.

Jian Jiujue shook his head repeatedly, and his heart almost collapsed.

He had always firmly believed that the sword in his hand was the only one he could truly rely on, and that all foreign objects would interfere with the purity of his sword's heart, but now he had deep doubts.

Jian Jiujue sighed and said to his shocked and jealous teammates behind him:

"Luo Fanchen lost this battle."

The sense of superiority among the gentlemen of the Imperial City has been pushed to the extreme at this time.

"The level is twenty levels higher than yours."

"The martial spirit is infinitely stronger than you!"

"The family's wealth is backed by the entire royal family, which is countless times richer than yours."

"How can I fight this Luo Fanchen? It's boring, just vote!"

"boom!!"

Ye Wudao flapped the black wings of the bat dragon, and a dark hurricane blew up from the ground.

The support from the outside was almost overwhelming. Everyone knew how rare and terrifying it was to have an externally possessed soul bone.

He was unable to fly in the air before reaching the Soul Saint, and Luo Fanchen fell into absolute passivity.

There is nothing you can do against the emperor and grandson, how can you win?

Ye Wudao floated up and looked down, his green vertical pupils staring coldly at Luo Fanchen who was swept by the dark storm:

"Brother Luo, why do I need to use my magical skills to defeat you?"

Luo Fanchen was too lazy to pay attention to him. Half of his mind was on suppressing the restless Ancestral Dragon Spirit. Now that the little loach was released, the Canglong Emperor would want to slap both of them in the pocket.

Unfilial dragon grandson, what kind of level are you clamoring against your dragon ancestor?

He opened his mouth and said,

Others couldn't see it, but Ye Wudao could clearly see that it was "Sabi".

He was furious and swooped down with a pair of bat dragon black wings.

Darkness filled the air, blocking the surrounding sight.

A pair of black wings were like knives, and the blade was like a thin line, cutting through the dark night and slicing towards Luo Fanchen's throat, intending to seal his throat and kill him on the spot.

"Om-"

The eyes between Luo Fanchen's brows bloomed with bright silver light, like a searchlight.

The arena shrouded in black mist instantly shone like daylight.

Akira's entire audience's eyes turned white and tears flowed from the corners of their eyes.

The bald heads in Twilight City cheered repeatedly, saying they learned it!

"Kengkeng!"

Luo Fanchen's right palm overflowed with five-color glow, five poisonous golden claws and fierce bat dragon black wings. Ye Wudao dived repeatedly, but failed to achieve any success. The more he hit, the more angry he became.

Possessed by Canglong, his own explosive power is unparalleled in the empire. Coupled with the blessing of black wings, his speed has been pushed to the extreme, but he still can't get a small support like this?

"Damn!!!"

Ye Wudao took off again, and a pair of black wings emitted billowing black smoke, which quickly enveloped the entire arena. There was a strange dragon roar coming from the black smoke.

A huge shadow of a bat dragon loomed, trapping Luo Fanchen in it.

In the black mist, vision was unclear and all sounds were cut off.

"Ji An·Bat Wings Cut the Sky!"

A pair of black bat dragon wings waved, and in an instant they seemed to turn into two sky-cutting knives. Two solid black blades of light broke through the sky, and with the roar of the bat dragon, they slashed into the black smoke.

"Wandering Dragon Soul Devouring!!"

Luo Fanchen's steady voice sounded in the black smoke.

The large black smoke that filled the arena was distorted, and a huge vortex appeared in the central area, sucking all the black smoke and sword light into it.

"blocked?"

"This……"

The audience looked away in surprise, only to see all the billowing black smoke being restrained into Luo Fanchen's palm, and the green dragon vortex in his palm turned into pitch black.

"That's it?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Give it back to you!"

He raised his hand and pointed it at the sky, and the black smoke and sword light turned into a solid dark beam of light.

Soaring into the sky.

"Damn it!"

Ye Wudao gritted his teeth and dodged in embarrassment, and the dark light pillar exploded in the sky.

Sputtering in all directions like fireworks.

Ye Wudao and the audience couldn't figure out why this kid's self-created soul skills were so powerful and could rival his soul bone skills. Why! !

Lin Dingtian was speechless: "The assistant has created such a soul skill that can be advanced, attacked, retreated and defended. It is so amazing that it is hard to find in the world!"

"The first soul skill: Gathering momentum, Fulong descends into the air!"

Ye Wudao's energy and blood exploded, vibrating a pair of black wings, and accelerated his dive.

The speed was pushed to the extreme, turning into a shocking afterimage in the air.

The dragon claw that was protruded was fully charged with power, and a deafening sonic boom was emitted.

"The third form of the Sky-Peeping Divine Refining: Shocking Stab!"

"Holy Eyes of Heavenly Influence·Red Lotus Karmic Fire!!"

Luo Fanchen used the power of the Sky Eyes to a superb level, shocking everyone with his skills.

The pupil power intertwined with the karmic fire, turning into a blood-red beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, the spiritual power condensed into pyramids and assisted in stabbing Ye Wudao.

"Boom-"

The sky above the arena was filled with light, flames exploded, and black mist billowed.

The crowd was dazzled, and no one expected that Luo Fanchen could be evenly matched against such a terrifying and ferocious sixty-level emperor grandson.

No, they are not evenly matched!

Everyone was shocked because Luo Fanchen never used the Qinglian Martial Spirit from beginning to end. He only relied on the power of the Qilin Pattern, the Heavenly Eyes, his own soul skills and the toughness of his grandson.

"horrible."

"terrible."

"Thankfully, this guy didn't attack the martial soul. Otherwise, who would be able to stop him if he is so stunning and stunning?"

"boom!"

Ye Wudao's dragon claw used the blue dragon combat skill, and the dragon shadow pushed out from his palm was absorbed by the cyan vortex in Luo Fanchen's palm. There was a cold light in his eyes, everything was under his calculation.

Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent's Wandering Dragon Soul Eater was unable to activate Kong Kong again, the fifth soul ring shone brightly and instantly turned into a brilliant red sun, lighting up the night sky.

"The fifth soul skill: Yaoyang·Fengyun Dragon and Tiger Fight!!"

In the red sun formed by the power of Qi and blood, the wind stirred, the clouds surged, dragons roared and tigers roared, and the phantoms of beasts loomed, pressing down on Luo Fanchen.

The red sun came crashing down, and it was so majestic that it seemed to crush Luo Fanchen and the arena together.

"Is it over?"

"A champion is about to be born!!!"

In the midst of the discussion, the young man who was banished to immortals on the stage, who was smaller than the red sun, had his shirt exploded, and strong black and white divine flowers erupted from his back.

The divine light bursts out.

Dark tides surge.

Between the rotation of light and darkness, a pair of crystal clear and cool dragon wings fluttered in the wind.

The eyes of all the players, more than 200,000 spectators, and the big bosses in the sky were instantly stunned, and they couldn't help but exclaimed: "A soul bone attached to the outside?"

"He also has an external soul bone?"

"And it's also Dragon Wing?"

Looking at Ye Wudao who was holding the victory in the air, Luo Fanchen looked sarcastic, his face exuded a cold air, and the light and dark dragon wings behind him fluttered.

The dragon wings drew a perfect arc in the air, and the power of light and darkness burst out.

There seemed to be twin dragons of light and darkness cruising and roaring inside the wings, and they rose up.

"rise!"

Facing the mighty red sun that was descending with energy and blood, Luo Fanchen raised one arm, restraining the sun from falling and lifting it upwards.

"boom--"

Luo Fanchen raised the sun, and in an instant it soared upwards, surpassing the height occupied by Ye Wudao, in the eyes of the other party's shocked eyes.

He lifted the big sun in his palm and smashed it forward.

"collapse!"

The red sun explodes, the dragon roars, and the tiger roars.

Ye Wudao was completely trapped in the center of the explosion, and the energy bombarded his body. The arm that blocked the attack was horizontally blown away, the dragon scales were blown away, the five internal organs were shaken, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

When he appeared again, his dragon robe was torn apart and he was in a state of disarray.

It is in sharp contrast to the majestic and inviolable Luo Fanchen opposite, who is full of light and darkness.

The audience suffered a strong visual impact.

"Oh my God!"

"This... this is incredible. The emperor's grandson's dragon wings seem to be inferior to Luo Fanchen's pair?"

One has black wings like a bat, and the other is crystal clear. In comparison, it is clear which one is better and which one is worse. Not even the Jimei people and the Imperial City masters can fight against such headwinds.

"Did you... give the emperor and grandson vomiting blood?"

\"Heaven?\"

Meng Shang beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Two attached soul bones!! This kid actually has two attached soul bones!!! What kind of family background does he have? He is younger than me, the sect master and the emperor's grandson??"

Lin Dingtian was stunned.

I thought this guy was a fake guy, too high-profile and didn't know how to hide his edge.

It turned out that they still had something hidden?

A pair of top-quality dragon wings with soul bones attached to them, which I had never taken out until now.

monster.

Emperor Canglong's deep eyes flashed, and Prince Ye Fuyao looked at King Tianwu in surprise.

Such dual-attribute dragon wings with soul bones attached outside are not even found in the royal family's treasury.

"impossible!"

Ye Wudao's hair was messy, the dragon's claws brushed the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the red blood stains in disbelief.

He was actually injured by a support boy who appeared out of nowhere?

It’s better to say harsh words in front of so many people.

shame!

What a shame! !

"Luo Fanchen!"

Ye Wudao roared, and the ancient blue dragon martial spirit and a pair of black wings responded, and shot through the air towards Luo Fanchen, intending to tear the opponent's wings to pieces.

"Go away!!"

Light and dark alternate, showing supernatural powers.

Luo Fanchen's speed skyrocketed, and everyone could clearly tell. With the blessing of dragon wings, his speed instantly surpassed that of the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao. He reached the sky above the emperor's grandson and stepped down.

Just as Ye Wudao raised his head in shock and anger, he was stepped on right in front of his face.

The picture of Emperor Luo Ta's grandson was perfectly presented in front of everyone.

"boom!"

Ye Wudao lost his balance and fell to the ground like a meteor.

The beautiful faces of Jimei were all pale, and the emperor's men were heartbroken. No one expected that the emperor and grandson would be beaten in such a miserable state. Seeing Ye Wudao falling to the ground, he let out an angry roar.

"I won't lose!!"

The emperor's left leg burst into purple-black light, turned upside down in the air, released the leg soul bone skill to kick Luo Fanchen, and the phantom of a strange beast with a bull's head and a dragon's body roared upward into the sky.

"on one's last legs."

Luo Fanchen sneered, the light and dark dragon wings flashed, and a special stream of light overflowed...