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

Zhan Doudou picked up the big halberd,

With his old yellow teeth bared, he pointed at Mingtian and other extraordinary powers alone.

Little bastard sitting on the Tianzhu Emperor's chair, helpless and speechless flashed in his eyes.

To some extent, I felt Yang Tingjun's sadness.

Ming Tiantian said desperately: "Zhan Doudou, this kid has never met you, you want to challenge us for a junior?"

Zhan Doudou glared: "Who says I don't know him? This guy just invited me to eat meat."

"It's a beautiful thing to eat meat."

Ming Tian and others were going crazy.

The majestic leader of the Bahuang Sect is as good as a naughty little hooligan, who can bear this?

Guan Canghai said: "I can buy you a meal, you are too cheap!"

"It's rare to have a thousand glasses of wine when you meet a bosom friend, and if you don't talk speculatively, you will say more than half a sentence. I just think this kid is pleasing to the eye, how about it?"

Zhan Doudou juggled the euphorbia in his hand, his movements were as funny as juggling, and he was so willful that he had to sing a lame self-composed song:

"Don't talk about morality with me~ Hey, I have no morals~"

Not to mention the enemy, even Luo Fanchen was dumbfounded.

What's the matter with this old man?

The character is really confusing.

At this time, a person that Luo Fanchen didn't expect spoke:

"On the stage, life or death doesn't matter."

"Whoever can walk down alive is his ability, Elder Mingtian, you have crossed the line."

Four are enshrined in the holy light, majestic and just, righteous defenders.

Ming Qiang's teeth itched and he said unconvinced:

"It wasn't your young master who was killed, of course you can behave in a dignified manner!"

The four worshippers shook their heads and said honestly: "That's wrong."

"If my disciple Huangyan was beaten to death on the ring, I would never say anything nonsense, I just blame him for his inferior skills."

Ming Tian was speechless after a few words,

The projection of the Sky White Tiger Emperor frowned and said lightly: "That's all."

"come back."

Ming Tian and the others were unwilling to return the money when they heard the sound, and threatened Luo Fanchen before leaving: "These people can protect you for a while, but they can't protect you forever, this matter is endless!"

"Woooooo!"

"If you can do it, stop beeping. What are you barking at, old man?"

In fact,

When people are in a hurry, they can do anything, but Yang Jinghong's ventriloquism stunned Yang Tingjun.

The boss returned to his seat, and the audience outside the venue all heaved a sigh of relief.

I sighed that I saved my life, and I was already recalling the picture of my life in my mind just now.

Huang Yan opened his eyes, looking at the four worshipers with molten gold pupils, and nodded with satisfaction: "Master, it seems that you have understood what the pattern is, and you have helped the boy Naluo fairly."

The four priests said via voice transmission: "Help me!"

"I'm worried that if boy Na Luo is disqualified, you won't have the chance to kill him in the ring."

"Absolutely can't let the tiger go back to the mountain."

"Now Dad has paved the way for you, and if you kill that kid later, no one will have the nerve to say anything."

Huang Yan shook his head, looking disappointed.

"My opponent is not him, he is too far away from my level, and he is a bit worse."

"But don't worry, I won't show mercy when I meet him."

"Listen to you, just kill it casually."

The fourth worshipper nodded with scheming eyes. He eagerly wanted to cut Luo Fanchen open to see what secret this kid was hiding.

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, Yang Jinghong found Luo Fanchen, who had locked in the top twenty spots in advance, and rushed over excitedly: "Brother-in-law, I'm here on horseback!!"

"Still swearing?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head and asked, "Your father punched you in the face, right?"

Yang Jinghong beeped softly: "I just said later that without your help, I would be invincible in the world, and then Father Ni and the clan elder kicked me in circles."

The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched: "Your father really loves you, this didn't kill you."

Qinglian Wuhun radiated the light of healing, Yang Jinghong healed the scar and forgot the pain.

He started to pinch his face and provoke his father again, turned around and slapped his buttocks, looking like a treacherous child.

"By the way, brother-in-law, this is for you."

Yang Jinghong regained his normal look, a light flashed in his hand, and there was an extra black wooden box.

After opening it, there were twenty-four jet black Origin Stones lying inside.

Luo Fanchen was surprised, "Why is this thing in your hands?"

Yang Jinghong scratched his head, squeaked his hands, and then said:

"After you came to the stage just now, I wanted to ask for the Origin Stone for you. Don't want it for nothing~ I didn't expect that the First Elder would look for me without my asking."

"That old man is quite loyal. Even though you don't want it, he insists on giving it to you."

Luo Fanchen had no doubts,

If the elder doesn't give it, this kid can change his face in seconds and call him Lao Bi Deng.

Yang Jinghong couldn't help but push the Origin Stone over and said, "Brother-in-law, take it quickly. I'll think about it later to see if my old man and the others have it!"

"Good boy."

Luo Fanchen can see through more than others, Yang Jinghong is the real heart of a child.

It is really heart-wrenching for those who approve, without selfishness.

He will protect this kid for the rest of his life.

At first I was still aching and depressed that the Origin Stone was gone, but now that I have found it again, I feel happy.

"Luo... Luo champion!"

Luo Fanchen turned his head, and it turned out that Lin Qianjue, who had his head wrapped in bandages, staggered over, his ferocious red-patterned face was full of twists and turns, and he was holding a box in his hand.

"Thank you……"

"The Great Elder asked me... to give you something."

"Shh!"

The great elder stepped forward, slapped Lin Qianjue on the back of the head, and reprimanded him coldly:

"You bastard, you can't understand anything you say, please call me daddy from now on!"

"Snapped!"

The box opened, attracting Luo Fanchen's attention, and there were thirteen more Origin Stones.

Luo Fanchen was surprised and said politely: "Great Elder, who are you?"

"Knowing that you are short, the old man still has a bit of face. I bought it from other suzerains specially. No need to say much, just accept it."

After the Great Elder finished speaking, without waiting for Luo Fanchen to refuse, he directly stuffed it into his arms forcefully.

Then he dragged Lin Qianjue, trampled the space, and returned to the rest area of ​​the Purple Air Sect in the wilderness.

Luo Fanchen stared blankly at the box of Origin Stones he was dragging with each hand. He raised his eyes to look in the direction where his adopted father and adopted son were leaving. He laughed in surprise, shook his head and said:

"This old man used to look very cunning and hated, how come he's still cute now?"

Thirty-seven Origin Stones, a huge windfall.

After all, without the other party's telling, he himself wanted to destroy Ye Feng.

I guess I can give Qinglian's son a full meal this time. I wonder what functions the lotus pods with special holes can evolve. I'll try it after the competition.

He walked over to coax sister Yexi.

Finding that both women were in good condition, Ye Youling waved her fists in relief: "Well done, this guy was my sister's childhood nightmare, and he's finally dead!"

Ye Xixi sighed: "He is also a poor man, he has suffered countless tortures, brother Luo, you killed him, you actually helped him to escape, and you did a great deed."

Luo Fanchen looked at the little virgin in astonishment.

Good fellow, you know how to do good deeds!If we kill more, don't we all become Buddhas?

For the first time in this World Championship, a player was killed by force. Luo Fanchen was still born in a mountain village, which naturally caused an uproar among the audience.

He was also strongly hated and resented by the White Tiger Empire, Rain King, Mad King and others.

The eyes of Canglong Emperor's sleepy eyes looked at Luo Fanchen with growing satisfaction and affection.

"shame!"

"What a shame!!"

Guan Zizai's black face trembled, his long beard trembled, he was so angry that he couldn't sit still.

The second prince calmly reprimanded:

"If you meet this person, you must be careful. This person only has a pair of spiritual eyes and natural divine power. The Qinglian martial spirit is really weird. He has not seen a spirit ring yet."

Li Hentian guessed: "Could it be that his martial soul has mutated, and the black lotus shield is the second soul skill?"

Guan Zizai nodded and said: "Your Highness, please rest assured, Guan is not a reckless person and will be careful."

"However, an assassin is just a small way after all, and it's hard to be elegant. Guan's sword can kill Ye Feng."

"The strong will be strong when they meet the strong. I would like to meet this kid for a while to see if Guan's sword is fast or his fist is hard."

The second prince's silver eyes were cold, he leaped high and stepped onto the ring.

His opponent from the top to the top happened to be Ye Wudao from the Canglong Empire.

The same is the prince, but it shows a huge gap.

"boom!"

The white tiger roared above the arena, the light of wind and thunder surged, burst and roared.

As soon as the dragon chant sounded, it became weak and wailing.

"Puch!"

Ye Wudao, the No. Arrogant of the last Canglong Empire, was trampled on the ground like a dead dog, his breastbone was shattered, and his face was bleeding red, like a reptile.

This scene made all the Canglong Empire players and people stare.

Emperor Canglong's eyes were indifferent and he watched all this indifferently.

Ye Wudao's pupils were absent-minded, and his eyes were full of surprise. He couldn't imagine why this Jun Zhantian, who was also a prince and grandson, was so terrifying and evil.

It was as desperate as facing Luo Fanchen.

The second prince slowly shook his head, his silver eyes disdainful, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"The Canglong Empire?"

"The last thing that was the bottom of the four empires, still come to make a fool of yourself?"

Ye Wudao suddenly wanted to stand up, but was trampled on by the second prince.

A sense of humiliation welled up in his heart, full of unwillingness. He originally wanted to make a comeback in this competition, wash away the shame for himself, and win honor for the empire.

"Do not!!!"

"Although I lost."

"But someone will never lose!!"

In the most desperate and humiliating moment, Ye Wudao thought of the man he hated and hated the most.

"You don't want to count on Luo Fanchen who came out of the trash heap like you, do you?"

The second prince sneered and nodded, "Okay, then just wait slowly."

"boom!"

With one kick, he kicked Ye Wudao off the ring like a dead dog.

The geniuses of Canglong Empire all frowned.

Lin Keke gritted his teeth: "This guy went too far and deliberately slapped us in the face."

Jian Jiujue grasped the hilt of the sword,

Gang Shang clenched his fists tightly.

The Oxane was so angry that it expanded to the point of explosion.

On Luo Fanchen's side, sisters Ye Youling had prepared slices of lamb, West Coast sashimi, tuna meat, fine fish roe, and various delicious condiments, and invited Yang Jinghong and the tattooed young man to cook them up. hot pot.

The heat is rising, the tender meat slices are turning, and the meat is fragrant, making people want to eat.

Excellent thin slices of shabu-shabu meat with a silky texture that explodes in your taste buds.

Served with oil dish and sauce, it is extremely delicious!

Enjoyed it to the extreme.

Where does fire come from?

Luo Fanchen discovered that the low-temperature red gold holy dragon fire is just right for cooking hot pot.

Zhan Doudou, the old gangster who killed Matt, also flew down from the air.

Came here uninvited, for the second time.

"Hey."

"Old man, I'm on my horse again!"

Yang Jinghong was enjoying himself, eating hot pot and singing songs with Luo Fanchen, watching the ring competition like an outsider. From time to time, he boasted that this guy is too good, and I can do it too, which made the audience hungry. Lulu, jumped up and wanted to hit someone.

Oh, can't beat it?

That’s okay!

The contestants couldn't hide the look in the eyes of the swordsman.

Yang Tingjun looked at the sky and was speechless.

My son was fine before, but now he is letting himself go more and more. This kid must have brought my son into trouble! !

The second round ended soon and we are about to enter the third round...