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

"Light and Dark·Shuanglong Tianxuanpo!!"

The bright dragon shadow on the left carries the holy light and emerges, while the dark dragon shadow on the right releases the tide and rushes out.

Two huge beams of light, black and white,

Under the shocked eyes of the audience, the two dragons roared together and intertwined in the air.

The spirally intertwined light beams rotated to the extreme, like a violent wind and tornado.

Instantly piercing through the phantom of the huge beast with the body of a bull-headed dragon charging backwards, it hit Ye Wudao hard with lightning speed.

"what!"

Screams were heard and bones were broken.

Ye Wudao, the emperor's grandson with a distinguished and arrogant status, was drilled into the ground by the tornado formed by the twin dragons. The arena vibrated and a harsh creaking noise came out.

Finally, it exploded with a bang, intertwining light and dark energy, flooding the Qinggang Arena.

"This……"

"Emperor's grandson!!!"

Imperial City gentlemen and female fans cried out in sorrow, anger and worry.

Prince Ye Fuyao's face turned gloomy and stern.

The heads of the vassal kings looked moved.

Jian Yixing exclaimed: "This kid is amazing. He can withstand the conflict between light and darkness and absorb this pair of dragon wings? What a celestial figure!!"

Meng Buliu rubbed his big hands and exclaimed repeatedly: "It's amazing, it's amazing. This fusion of light and darkness is already comparable to the fusion of martial souls."

"For an assistant to be so amazing, my sect leader's eyes were opened today."

Rain King's expression was gloomy. Fortunately, this guy was just an assistant. Otherwise, how could he be so repaying?

Since he has been offended, he must be eliminated quickly and he must not be allowed to grow.

King Yan kept glaring at King Tianwu as if he was seeing a ghost.

Others didn't know it, but he knew that there was another one of the Luo brothers who specialized in martial arts.

If you don't use the second martial spirit, you will kill the emperor and grandson?

Boil!

Too blanched!

King Tianwu's expression was wonderful, he didn't know whether to celebrate or smile bitterly.

Luo Xiaozi's performance was so awesome that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it back.

Qilin pattern, celestial pupils, self-created soul skills, external soul bones, King Tianwu's heart palpitated, regretting that he shouldn't have said last night that Luo Xiaozi should go all out, something was going to happen!

Who wouldn't be jealous after seeing this horse riding? I don't want him to capture it and dissect it.

Tianwu King Ming's fists were clenched under his yellow dragon robe, and an iron-blooded determination flashed in his eyes.

All the words have been spoken,

Even if Mr. Luo was beaten to death by the emperor and his grandson today, he would still step in and take care of him!

Above the sky, Luo Fanchen, with his shining dragon wings, had become the absolute focus. It was his turn to look down calmly.

Not to mention the cheers and admiration of Ye Xiying and the other girls, Ziyun Fairy Lin Shengyi frowned: "Where is this man's limit?"

On the Qinggang Arena, the raging power of light and darkness finally dissipated.

The scales on Ye Wudao's body were broken, and blood trickled down. His handsome and domineering face was covered with scratches, and his right arm was even fractured, with bones protruding from the elbow.

But he stood upright and raised his head to lock Luo Fanchen in the air.

Blood poured into the green vertical pupils, and endless killing intent burst out.

His voice was hoarse and low, containing endless anger: "I never thought you could force me to this point."

"Whoosh!"

Luo Fanchen returned to the ring, put away a pair of dragon wings, faced Ye Wudao, and smiled without saying a word.

The audience was surprised and confused,

What is he doing? Isn't this giving up his advantage in the air and giving it to the Emperor and Sun?

"Are you looking at me pitifully?"

Ye Wudao's heart hurt, and he raised his hand to push back his broken arm.

"Crack!"

He forcefully slapped back the white bone spur that pierced his elbow.

Such cruelty shocked everyone present and sent chills down their backs.

But Luo Fanchen was not among them, he shook his head and said:

"Don't be too pretentious. I'm not thinking about you. I'm just thinking about my acceptance speech."

"Roar!"

Ye Wudao roared, and the ancient Canglong martial spirit felt the anger of its master, and its potential was stimulated. The flesh and blood of Ye Wudao's wounds squirmed and he quickly recovered.

"Have you forgotten that I still have one more useless move!!"

"You can force me to use this skill,

Luo Fanchen, I would like to call you the strongest assistant in the empire and the number one person under me! "

His right arm shone with a dazzling dragon shadow, firmly locking onto Luo Fanchen.

"You can't dodge this move!"

Ye Wudao smiled, with a confident expression, and said word by word:

"Soul Bone Skill——"

"dry"

"Wood"

"Dragon"

"False!"

Accompanied by a long and loud dragon roar, a vast green and black dragon shadow emerged.

The dragon traveled hundreds of feet and reached the far end of the arena in an instant.

What everyone found puzzling was that Luo Fanchen had no intention of dodging, and allowed the dragon shadow to be connected end to end, turning into a weak and withered divine ring, and trapped him.

In an instant, Luo Fanchen's momentum weakened rapidly.

Under the attention of more than 200,000 spectators, the performance quickly declined by more than 90%.

"It's over!"

"Although Qianlong City is defeated, it is still glorious."

"Without this abnormal magical skill, the emperor and grandson really wouldn't be able to win."

At this moment, only the tough-talking Xiao Heizi and the brainless female fans are supporting the emperor and grandson.

Everyone else was impressed by Luo Fanchen's performance.

Many viewers turned from fans to fans and began to feel sorry for Luo Fanchen:

"A little bit, just a little bit!"

"It's just the last step away from creating an auxiliary myth. It's a pity to be black and white."

"collapse!"

Ye Wudao's energy and energy were condensed into one body, and his condition reached its peak.

He mobilized all the strength in his body and rushed out from where he was.

He must finish his work with this punch, completely end the game, and defeat Luo Fanchen.

"Hahaha."

"Luo Fanchen, you are defeated!!"

Ye Wudao laughed boldly and resounded throughout the audience. He had already reached in front of Luo Fanchen and struck out with great force a dragon punch that was confident enough to kill the match.

"boom!"

A heavy muffled sound was heard, and the imagined scene of punching the weak Luo Fanchen to pieces did not appear.

Prince Ye Fuyao's eyes widened,

The entire audience was shaken, shocked and dumbfounded.

Ye Wudao's pupils shrank and he looked ahead in disbelief.

Luo Fanchen, who was hit by the Dead Wood Dragon's Blood, just raised his knees and legs, and then used his knees to firmly hold his fist. All the force was like a cow in the sea.

"This……"

"This is impossible!"

"Didn't you have your combat strength reduced by 90%?"

Ye Wudao almost doubted his life at this moment, and no one could understand the scene in front of him.

Luo Fanchen sighed, shook his head and said, "What is the illusion that makes you believe that I have been weakened by 90% of my combat strength, and you are my opponent?"

The audience opened their mouths wide, Ye Wudao's pupils dilated, and he was extremely angry:

"you put……"

The word "fart" hasn't been uttered yet,

Luo Fanchen saw an extremely thick brown divine light erupting from his legs, weighing as much as a thousand pounds. How could the legs attached to the millions-year-old holy dragon soul bone be easily broken?

Just stimulating a part of the power is amazing enough.

Kick out with one leg, carrying a huge force,

It was like a flying mountain peak crashing into Ye Wudao's chest.

"Crack!"

"Crack-"

The scales exploded, the sternum was shattered, and it collapsed.

Ye Wudao's eyes popped out, blood spurted out from his mouth, his whole body recurved into an inverted C shape, and he flew out like a cannonball, shooting hundreds of meters away.

In an instant, he rushed out of the ring and slammed into the waiting area of ​​Kuangyan City behind him, smashing the injured Kuangyan City players into the wall.

Bricks and stones fell, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the place instantly turned into ruins.

The whole place was silent, you could hear a pin drop, it was deathly quiet.

No one expected that such a scene would appear, Dead Wood Longxu, why didn’t it work? ?

Everyone looked at the only young man who was banished to the immortal standing on the ring with full of doubts.

The handsome young man was slowly retracting his legs, and his immortal-like face let out a helpless sigh:

"Sorry,"

"It's all my fault..."

"Damn it, there's so much power!"