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

"Brother Luo, guess who Xi Ying drew for you this time!!"

The energetic Princess Spice Girl Huanxi came to Luo Fanchen's side to act like a baby.

Luo Fanchen stretched himself and stood up from his seat, shrugged and said with a smile, "I guess it must be Guan Zizai."

"what?"

Ye Xiying and the sisters Ye Xi who followed were both shocked and wondered how Luo Fanchen could guess so accurately.

Luo Fanchen smiled: "When I was about to say that I guessed wrong, just pretend I didn't say so."

"Cut~"

Ye Xiying and others rolled their eyes, muttering in their mouths as they almost thought this man could pinch them.

In fact, Luo Fanchen really has some evidence to rely on.

His luck is so bad that it explodes, and anyone who offends him will not even try to run away, it is almost inevitable that they will collide.

And Guan Zizai offended him the most, could he run away?

Why wasn't the second prince guessed?

Because the second prince looks physically terrifying and inhuman, like a ferocious beast, Ye Xiying, who loves and protects him, will not be so excited when she draws the second prince.

"Brother-in-law, it's amazing, what the fuck, my brother is on top again!!"

Yang Jinghong ran over excitedly,

The opponent he met in the last round was considered the weakest among the top 40. He advanced through the ranks and did not attract much attention. After all, all the attention was taken away by Yang Xiruo in terms of gun skills.

This round draws the best among the top .

Yang Jinghong's eyes were full of disbelief, and he didn't understand why his luck was so good.

"It's so exciting!!"

"Brother-in-law, I found out that after I met you, my brother's luck began to change."

"You are our lucky star!!"

Yang Jinghong's face turned red with excitement,

Looking at Luo Fanchen's unsurprised appearance, he had a faint illusion, as if his brother-in-law was protecting him.

Before the game, no one thought that a bastard with dyed golden hair and big gold teeth could reach the top twenty so easily.

Especially the result of the lottery this time made Yang Tingjun and the clan elders puzzled. They looked at each other, wondering if someone was secretly operating in the dark.

"What kind of shit luck does this kid have?"

The third round,

The top twenty entered the top ten in the world, and the first game was Yang Jinghong's debut.

Compared with when he met Luo Fanchen that day, his strength now is also very different.

Even if they lose to Yang Xiruo, the unreasonable monsters of the first echelon, they are not as good as Guan Zizai, Huang Ning'er and other second echelon Tianjiao, and they can still dominate the third echelon.

Now he met the only third-tier genius among the top 20, the fourth-ranked player from the White Tiger Empire's Shadow Sect, and was immediately excited.

Wielding the Purple Lightning Magic Spear, he chased and fought fiercely.

"boom!"

Tianjiao of the Underworld sect flashed back to fight back, Yang Jinghong's spear was like a dragon flying out to sea, thunder and lightning rolled, and a fine lightning grid cover appeared in the void, sealing all the opponent's movements.

Electrocute the opponent to paralysis, the speed is greatly reduced,

In the end, the long spear swept across, with momentum like a rainbow, sweeping away the opponent, and pointed the gun straight at the throat.

"Chasing all the way with a sharp gun in hand, my name is Jinghong, you remember!"

Yang Jinghong stroked his golden retriever upwards and muttered to himself: Well, this is probably my last dance in the ring, why don't you risk your life to show off?

What monsters are the others?

Cough,

We are definitely not afraid of death because we offend too many people, we just want to be a cheerleader for my brother-in-law.

Yang Jinghong tapped the chest of the genius of the Dark Shadow Sect with his spear: "Are your feet numb?"

The young master was all punched to death.

The players of the Shadow Sect were afraid of falling into the same trap, and there was no need to worry about face, and the most important thing was to save their lives.

Although Yang Jinghong's perverted request was strange, he was still satisfied.

"Mom, mom, please forgive me."

"I surrender!"

Yang Jinghong was playing handsome, he was embarrassed and kicked the other side.

"Am I asking if your feet are numb?"

"What's wrong with you!"

Over the heads of hundreds of thousands of spectators outside the arena, black crows seemed to fly by, speechless and embarrassed.

Why is the style of painting so abnormal every time I visit Young Master Yang?

The second game caught the audience's attention, and it was the masked fairy of the Lin family.

Lin Shengyi is known as the number one female assistant in Soul Martial Arts.

Fairy Jinxiu has a graceful figure, a demeanor that is beyond dust, and beautiful eyes that are smoky.

No one expected that apart from Luo Fanchen, a half-assistant genius who reached the top twenty, Lin Shengyi, a pure assistant, could actually reach this point.

She is just like the young master of the Yang family,

Along the way, it seems that luck has been very good, and the opponents encountered are not difficult. The support of Jiuhong Fengming Sect, Li Hentian, automatically abstained from the first round and was eliminated.

"Boom!!"

The night sky is dark, and the purple air comes from the east, irrigating the whole place.

The terrifying vitality spread out, causing countless male audiences to look down unconsciously.

Simply outrageous.

The opponent forcefully supported his blood-swelled body, and rushed to Lin Shengyi.

The weak assistant, who seemed to have no strength to restrain the chicken, suddenly raised the great purple qi tripod.

The opponent raised his fist to attack.

"clang--"

Gold and iron chirping,

It seems to be the last straw that breaks the camel's back, directly destroying the opponent's strong state.

The opponent's soul power exploded, and his blood vessels burst and he fell to the ground.

"The fairy swings the cauldron?"

"This style of painting is wrong."

"The assistant actually won??"

"Ah this..."

The audience was in a daze, and the corners of Lin Dingtian's mouth twitched.

His two well-behaved daughters in the past have become more and more crooked now, and they are gone forever.

But it seems...

Is this trick of hitting people with a tripod quite effective?

Lin Dingtian looked down at his fat white right hand, his eyes flickered.

Could it be that after so many years, his thinking has really solidified?

"Ugh."

"Our outer door is about to live up to expectations."

Lin Shengye sighed, looked back and patted Lin Qianjue on the shoulder.

Even Lin Shengyi stepped down in a trance. Before the competition, she really didn't expect to have a chance to enter the top ten. After all, her weakness is too obvious.

As long as she can't penetrate the other party's milk immediately, then she will die.

Her delicate body trembled because of her quick thinking.

I thought of Yang Jinghong who had a smooth journey, and friends who seemed to be related to Luo Fanchen were all lucky, but Ye Wudao and others who had turned against each other were a bit miserable now.

No way?

Lin Shengyi was shocked by his bold guess.

She inadvertently turned her head to look in Luo Fanchen's direction, but the other party didn't look at her, didn't pay attention to her victory, and was chatting and laughing with the girls.

An inexplicable feeling of loss and dissatisfaction arose in my heart.

"Please invite Luo Fanchen from the Canglong Empire and Guan Zizai from the White Tiger Empire to come on stage!!"

"Hahaha, good, great!"

"The wait is finally here!"

A heroic laugh rang out,

The sword light pierced the air and slashed towards the ring.

When the red glow of the sword dissipated, Guan Zizai, the black face and long beard, had already stood on the stage.

He was high-spirited and his eyes were full of fighting spirit as he stared at Luo Fanchen.

There is a fearless self-confidence and arrogance hidden in his bones, as if he was born with it.

"Shh!"

Luo Fanchen stomped on his feet, lifted the weight lightly, and fell towards the ring like a feather.

The charm is restrained, and the black eyes are deep.

Temperament and publicity are two extremes.

The audience sat up straight, wanting to see if the top talent in the sword art could bring out Luo Fanchen's true strength, but they hadn't seen his soul skills until now.

There are only the Qinglian Cure and Black Lotus Shield, which are suspected to be mutated soul skills.

The fourth worshiper looked gloomy.

He remembered that apart from Qinglian, this kid,

But there is a rough, jet-black, palm-sized trash like a small loach.

Can this counterattack?

What kind of opportunity did this kid get? Damn it, it should be given to my son.

"clang--"

The gong sounds and the game begins.

In an instant, a sword chant resounded through the sky, and a red rainbow rose straight from the top of his head into the dark sky. In the red glow, an extremely domineering long sword appeared.

The scarlet sky cloud pattern on the blade shines the light of killing and cutting, the blade contains a terrifying murderous aura, exuding inextricably domineering and tyrannical aura, as if the blade's red cloud is enough to cut everything.

Yellow, yellow, purple, and purple, the soul ring with the optimal ratio of five circles flashed out.

"Keng!"

Guan Zizai didn't say a word of nonsense,

Holding the handle of Chi Xiao Tian Zhan Dao with both hands, he pierced the sky and slashed headfirst.

All the roughness and unruliness seemed to be camouflage, so detailed to the extreme, they took the lead in attacking and fighting for the first opportunity.

"The first soul skill: Chi Xiao·Blood Soul Entering the Sword!"

"Roar--"

The soul of a ferocious red beast that looked up to the sky and roared flew out from the soul ring and sank into the Chixiao sword. The power of the sword suddenly increased by more than 50%, covering it with a layer of blood-red sword light.

"Second Soul Skill: Emperor Domination Ranwu Broadsword!!"

Guan Zizai was already in front of him holding the knife, his arms were red and hot, and his muscles were bulging.

Crazy forward slashing,

Chi Xiao Tian Zhan Tian Dao is unparalleled in dominance, and the wind of the blade roars, as if all dust is about to be cut off.

"Luo Zhuangyuan hasn't made a move yet?"

"You're not going to use your body to resist!"

While the audience outside the venue exclaimed and worried, Luo Fanchen moved, raised his right arm, and raised his sword finger. It was actually strong with the sword, and the sound of gold and iron came out.

"Dang Dang Dang——"

Knives cut fingers, and the wind and rain did not stop.

"This……"

"The most powerful sword in the world with a physical body?"

"Oh my God, what kind of soul bone is attached to his right arm? The increase is so terrifying!"

"Catch up with the second prince's Tianlei irrigation, my mother is offering sacrifices!"

While the audience outside the arena were horrified by the strength of Luo Fanchen's physical body, Jian Jiujue's heart was damaged, and the frustrated and lonely Jian Jiujue raised his eyes, which were shocked and burst into incredible light.

"How can it be!"

"He... he... used the sword skills I used to perform with the sword?"

"My Seven-Star Longyuan Sect's secret knowledge?"

"Boom boom boom!!"

Luo Fanchen's sword finger was like a dragon, cutting through the void with a powerful Chixiao sword.

Jian Yixing, the master of Seven Star Longyuan, was shocked: "This kid only fought against my son once, and can imitate this technique with three or four points of charm?"

The audience was dumbfounded when they heard the news. What kind of perverted memory comprehension is this?

After a long attack to no avail, Guan Zizai became increasingly angry as he fought.

"If you want to block Guan's attack with just your sword, you are dreaming!!!"

"Fourth soul skill: Blade Prison · Sky Net!!"

The sword light differentiates,

In an instant, he attacked all parts of Luo Fanchen's body, including his throat, mouth, nose and vital points.

It turns into countless knives and threads, which are densely cut, visible to the naked eye, and infinitely slashed.

"Om-"

The black lotus shield flew out, shrinking and covering Luo Fanchen's body surface.

It's like wearing a thin black coat.

Thousands of blades rippled on the black lotus membrane, cutting continuously.

"Heh, it's you Heilian who are waiting!"

Guan Zizai laughed loudly, and the five soul rings surrounding him suddenly erupted with a flash of extreme black light, "The sixth soul skill: Sky-cutting and Disaster Sword!"

The audience exclaimed when they saw this,

"Damn it, Sixth Brother!"

"It turns out that he has already broken through to the Soul Emperor."

Someone yelled: "This Tianjiao is more sinister than the other!"

Guan Zizai held the knife with both hands raised high, and the Chixiao Shenhua of the war blade in his hand was released. In an instant, it turned into a 40-meter-long knife, cutting through the sky, which was horrifying.

The forty-meter-long sword struck down on the head of Luo Fanchen, who was distracted by thousands of sword strikes in the grand arena. Wherever the sword passed, the wind broke and the air exploded, and domineering power flowed.

"Black Lotus Ning!!"

No one thought,

Luo Fanchen was able to play so many new tricks with Hei Lian.

After the black lotus shield covering the whole body blocked all the knife wires, they withdrew as much as possible, and concentrated towards Luo Fanchen's right arm, covering the surface.

Luo Fanchen's right arm directly turned into a black color like obsidian.

The red gold flame can burn out from the inside smoothly.

Punch upwards with a punch, just like the legendary Lushan Shenglongba.

Counterattack, with a strong and powerful sword.

"clang!!!"

The sword energy exploded in the field, and the heat wave spread out, shaking the whole place.

"Bah!"

Guan Zizai's black face was ferocious, his hands were tense, and the forty-meter-long sword exploded with a bang.

Luo Fanchen broke through the sword light and soared into the sky,

Accompanied by the light of the knife falling from the night sky, it fell to the ground, causing the audience to exclaim.

Guan Zizai stared intently and roared, "Impossible!!"

"How could you possibly catch it!"

The audience also felt that it was a bit outrageous, and that Luo Fanchen's physical body was a little too strong.

Luo Fanchen looked at the fist,

The shield of the black lotus was broken,

The fist edge left a long and slender knife mark, and a drop of blood oozed out.

Luo Fanchen sighed and shook his head: "It seems that this physical body is still too weak."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience fell silent. How could this horse be called weak?

Why don't you sacrifice your own mother at the beginning of your birth?

Luo Fanchen raised his eyes, looked at Guan Zizai, and couldn't help but praise:

"Your sword is very strong."

"It made me bleed."

The green lotus light flashed, vitality flowed, and the blood marks healed in an instant and remained intact.

"what!!"

Guan Zizai's arrogance was all his life on the sword in his hand,

The other party's compliment made him feel disgusted and humiliated, and he was extremely angry.

"Too deceiving!"

"My Scarlet Firmament Sect has earned my name in vain, don't underestimate me!!!"

He roared and roared, holding a knife in one hand,

The tip of the other finger was broken, and the inscription was drawn with blood essence on the blade. The blade vibrated, as if it had a heart, and it became alive, and the breath rose steadily.

"The legendary number one sword skill in the world?"

The audience was shocked,

Especially the owner of the sword martial soul, his eyes widened.

Luo Fanchen raised the corners of his mouth, as if he had been resting for a long time, and finally waited.

Turn around and leave the back to Guan Zizai,

Looking at the excited social youth in the audience: "Dude, watch carefully and study hard."

"Wait--"

"You have to look carefully!"