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

"Clang clang clang!"

Guan Zizai retreated again and again, swiping the Chixiao Tianzhan Saber with both arms to slash and block.

After retreating thirteen steps in a row, the remaining power of the green sword light was resolved.

Feeling the numbness from his arm, he stared at the other side.

"you……"

"you!!"

Guan Zizai was so shocked and angry that he couldn't even speak for a while.

Luo Fanchen didn't look up at him at all,

Staring at the sword in his hand that was slowly shrinking, he moved to observe, and finally let out a helpless sigh:

"Other people's soul skills are not easy to use after all, and there are many flaws."

Guan Zizai was staring, as if a flame exploded in his chest, burning his internal organs and impacting his remaining sanity, he was extremely angry.

And the audience outside,

Hearing this, his face trembled and twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

"Brother? Do you think this is a flaw when you step on a horse?"

"Hand swords against big swords, and they retreated again and again when they were cut by the genius of the first sword. You tell me that this is not smooth?"

The cheering groups from other empires were frightened, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay:

"Damn it, what the hell is this kid!"

"How come the Canglong Empire, which is at the bottom, comes up with such a thing??"

"Wait, aren't you curious, why did he use the Chi Xiaozong's unique technique?"

Someone exclaimed the prompt, and others were aware of the problem.

A sudden shiver,

Although they couldn't understand how Luo Fanchen did it, everyone was shocked.

"Quick, help me up!!!"

Canglong Empire Rest Area,

Guan Zizai sat up in shock in the dying state of Niu Gaotan who had ripped open his belly with a bully knife, and shouted that big brother is really awesome:

"Fucking bastard, Clown Guan, aren't you arrogant and pretending to be aggressive? You should also try the fear of being dominated by this perverted Luo!"

Someone tapped him on the shoulder, telling him to calm down and stop being so excited.

Niu Gaotan shook his shoulders and waved his fist: "Don't beat me, you guys want to cheer for Luo Zhuangyuan!!"

The others were speechless: "No, I just want to say, your blood is on my face."

Niu Gaotan looked down, the intestines that had just been stuffed back, the seamed belly, the thread was broken again, like several small fountains, bleeding out.

He gritted his teeth, pressed his belly tightly with a big hand, and looked up at the ring, unwilling to miss a single minute.

"Well, just a small injury, don't panic if you can't die!"

"Help me up, I can still spray!!"

"I want to see how this level of freedom is dominated by Luo Zhuangyuan to despair!!!"

Jian Jiujue, whose sword heart was damaged, and Ye Wudao, who was devastated and depressed, raised their heads one after another, and the expressions in their eyes gradually recovered.

When playing against Luo Fanchen, he felt disgusting and uncomfortable.

It's so cool to be teammates in the same camp, and it gives me a sense of security.

Xiao Fengxian and Huang Ninger looked very strange when they were together.

"This... this guy... didn't use all his strength to hit us at all?"

Xiao Fengxian clenched her fists, her pride frustrated: "This bastard is so good at hiding!!"

The hot and sexy Huang Ninger opened her mouth and made a soft and sweet voice: "Is... is there... a possibility, hit... hit..."

Xiao Fengxian spat impatiently: "Stop fighting."

"You are trying to say that since he is so powerful against us, you don't even need to use all your strength to beat us, right?"

Huang Ninger nodded: "Yes..."

The two women were silent and heartbroken at the same time.

"He knows the art of swordsmanship?"

Yang Xiruo looked surprised. Who would have thought that a soul master with a plant spirit could actually perform the unique skills of the sword? This style is wrong.

Yang Jinghong was also confused for a while, he didn't know when his elder brother would do this.

Well, the hateful brother-in-law secretly practiced leveling behind his brother-in-law's back, right?

"Sister, be sensible and join me in welcoming my brother-in-law down from the stage later!"

"Otherwise it will be too late to regret..."

Yang Jinghong shut his mouth tightly, because the old sister's beautiful eyes were already shining with guns, and the natural sister's suppression of the younger brother's blood made him only dare to secretly write "Sows are also crazy", and he dared not disobey him face to face.

The second prince frowned, his special silver eyes locked on to observe the details of Luo Fanchen's movements.

Huang Yan still ignored his furious father and all the restlessness in the ring.

Close your eyes, rest your mind, and concentrate on practicing.

"Bastard, bastard!!"

An explosive angry roar sounded, and Guan Zizai's pupils were covered with red bloodshot eyes.

Broken Head also couldn't figure out why the other party would use the Sky Slashing Style.

Luo Fanchen said: "Don't be discouraged, I recognize your strength."

"Failing with one knife doesn't mean anything."

"You have to persevere!"

What the hell!

Why is this Chicken Soup for the Soul?

Everyone in the audience was stunned, what kind of tricks is this Luo player.

Comforting opponents in the ring.

To encourage your opponent?

Anyway, Guan Zizai, who was extremely angry, made this bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

"Yes, I haven't lost yet!"

"I still have a chance!!!"

"boom!"

Guan Zizai's loose palm suddenly clenched the Chixiao Heaven-Destroying Sword:

"Luo Fanchen!"

"I don't know where you managed to steal the Heaven-Destroying Style, but Guan still has three swords."

Crimson soul power erupted from his palm, which resonated with Chi Xiao Tian Zhan Tian Dao.

A pillar of red light soared into the sky, and then formed nine long swords from the sky above the sky, cutting through the long wind, and falling with a dazzling sword light.

"Two Sky Slashing Styles: Slashing Wind·Red Light Falling Blade!"

"Shhhhh!"

A series of black lotus masks with strong dark breath were released, enveloping Luo Fanchen layer by layer.

"Dang Dang Dang——"

The nine-handled Chixiao Heavenly Knife fell from the sky like a thunderbolt, bombarding the black lotus shield.

"Didn't the shield break once?"

"Why are there more???"

The continuous black lotus shield not only disgusted Guan Zizai, but also made the audience question marks. The little fat man Shi Potian exclaimed excitedly:

"I am not alone in my ways!!"

"This is a fellow man!!!"

"Fellow daoist, please stay on the road, we must make friends and discuss the road of defense together!"

Seeing that Luo Fanchen could only rely on the endless black lotus shields to defend passively, without any movement of using sword skills, the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

Ok!

This guy can't perform the second form, otherwise it would be too outrageous.

Guan Zizai became more and more confident: "Come on!!"

"You perform another move and show it to Guan, hahaha, break it for me!!"

The falling blade sword energy exploded, shattering the black lotus shield.

A playful sneer overflowed from the corner of Luo Fanchen's lips: "As you wish!"

The mysterious power of Tianpu circulates along the eight extraordinary meridians, and is poured into the sword of the right arm. As fast as the wind, it slashes into the air nine times in a row.

"Kengkengkeng!!"

The sword blared, and nine green-gold sword lights rushed to the sky in counterattack.

It collided fiercely with the nine red light falling blades, and the explosion was deafening.

"Do not……"

"impossible!"

Guan Zizai's arms trembled, he couldn't believe that the other party had even learned the second move in advance.

He vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the other party's sky pupil opening but not using his skills.

But he couldn't even imagine that the other party could reproduce his own skills in an instant. He didn't know how many years he had spent practicing this sword.

Why is the other party so perverted!

Before all the audience could cry out in alarm, Guan Zizai, who was frightened and angry, performed the third knife.

"Xuan Xiao Lightning Thunder Flame!!"

A stunning blade of light stretched across the sky, hanging above Guan Zizai's head, and aimed at Luo Fanchen. Thunder light surged, flames rolled, and the red glow was shining, and it struck up.

Luo Fanchen's piercing sky pupils were activated to the extreme, and his soul power was even more exhausted.

If it weren't for the repeated limit breaking and the background of the Ancestral Dragon Swallowing the Sky, the consumption of such replica skills would have dragged his body down, and he would definitely not be able to persist until now.

But without what, Luo Fanchen's head was also gleaming with sword light.

A frightening knife light that lingers in the two heavens of water and fire, blends and mixes.

Fight against the bombardment in the air!

"collapse--"

The sky turns white, illuminating the night, water breaks, fire breaks, thunder cracks and lightning breaks.

"Do not--"

Guan Zizai used three swords in succession, but Luo Fanchen used the same method to resolve them all. He was mentally disordered, unable to understand, let alone accept this reality.

"Why is this happening!"

Hundreds of thousands of spectators all stared at each other, equally amazed at how a plant-type soul master could practice the Dao of the Sword so frighteningly, comparable to Guan Zizai.

Bai Yingyuetan's mouth was slightly open, and she could even clearly see the cute pink lilac uvula: "Teacher, this...you secretly opened a small stove for senior brother?"

"Although your senior brother's understanding is beyond ordinary people, he must have used a trick at this moment."

Di Weiyang's eyesight was astonishing, although her words were plain, her heart was still shaken.

Cheats...

What Luo Fanchen used just now was definitely a secret technique. Could it be that it was taught by an expert in the nursing home?

Fortunately, she thought this guy was not doing well in the nursing home.

I am afraid that one's own son must think about whether he is filial or not filial before he can pass on such a magical skill. Can he teach it to outsiders casually?

Guan Canghai shouted angrily, his voice like thunder, shaking the ring below: "Luo Fanchen, where did you steal my sect's special skills!!!"

"Truthfully invite!"

"Steal learning?"

Luo Fanchen raised his eyes to look at Gao Tian, ​​and said neither humble nor overbearing: "The boy is obviously an imitation of the aboveboard, isn't it all taught by your son?"

"Bullshit!"

Guan Canghai sternly denied it, so he wanted to make trouble.

In fact, he was vaguely aware of the strangeness of Luo Fanchen's sky pupils. It didn't matter whether he was stealing lessons or not. This was a good opportunity to challenge the boy and gain time for his son to cultivate.

King Tianwu jumped up, his robe fluttered, even if the other party was the suzerain, he was not in vain, and supported Luo Fanchen: "Guan Suzerain, the competition is not over yet, please respect yourself!"

"Four Heaven-Destroying Styles: Chixiao and Yanmo's Three Swords!!"

Guan Zizai poured all his energy into this last knife.

Cut out the peak blow.

A phantom of Yama emerged from the sky, holding a ghost-killing sword. The iron ring on it made a clanging sound, and he slashed three times in a row, and the swords were superimposed.

"Looking at the fifth form of Tianshen Lian: the way of heaven is clear, follow the way!!"

The enemy's ultimate move has been released, and Luo Fanchen's sky pupil is no longer restrained.

The mysterious silver pattern between the eyebrows shines brightly, reflecting the opponent's combat skills, and brings all the details into view. The power of the pupil interweaves with the power of the soul, outlines the silk thread, and condenses a picture.

"boom!"

Luo Fanchen's movements perfectly reproduced Guan Zizai, and he slashed out with a knife in his hand.

"Wow--"

Above Luo Fanchen's head, a blue-gold phantom condensed out, and the crowd exclaimed, because unlike Guan Zizai, the phantom's face was clearly that of Luo Fanchen.

The shadow slashed out the large ring sword and collided with the three swords of Yan Mo.

With his way, he also gave his body.

Repeating the combat skills in front of the world, Guan Canghai has nothing to say if he wants to make trouble.

"Boom!!"

Luo Fanchen's true mental power, soul power, and physical strength are all above Guan Zizai, and the phantom of swinging the knife forcibly chopped Yan Mo's three swords into pieces.

The phantom of Yan Mo was shattered, and all the domineering aura was shattered and wiped out.

Luo Fanchen's repeated sword slashed towards Guan Zizai as if it was destroying the dead.

The entire audience went into a frenzy, pulling their hair tightly with both hands.

"You are allowed to imitate, but not surpassed!"

"This……"

"What kind of skill is this that is so abnormal?"

Young people in society look stunned;

Staring at Luo Fanchen, his mind recalled what he had said during the day.

At that time, the two of them seemed to be joking,

He said that what he dreamed of was to see the sword skills of the Scarlet Heaven Sect. Luo Fanchen said that he would learn it during the competition and hand it over to him. The young people in society just thought it was a joke.

After all, there is no such thing as bragging.

result……

Has the bragging rights come true? ? ?

The social youth was staring at the stage. The sword fell and struck Guan Zizai's head. The opponent had no power to fight back, just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Grabbing his hair fiercely, he shouted speechlessly:

"Not buddy!"

"It's okay to brag, I thought you were joking with me, but you are serious!!"