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

Seeing the spiritual projection of the sky,

At first, many viewers were obviously stunned for a moment, not understanding what the female pope was going to do.

Then the first highlight replay screen appeared.

After the young master of the Mingying Sect, Ye Feng, was killed by Luo Fanchen, Elder Mingtian went to Luo Fanchen to seek justice. The four ministers stood up with their faces full of holy light.

In the projection, he looks majestic and just, like a guardian of justice.

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

"Whoever makes it out alive is up to him. Elder Mingtian, you have crossed the line."

Elder Mingtian scolded angrily: "It wasn't your young master who was beaten to death, of course you can behave in a dignified manner!"

The fourth priest shook his head righteously, and said boldly: "If my son is beaten to death on the ring, this priest will never talk nonsense, only blame him for being inferior to others!"

The dead memories suddenly began to revive, attacking the audience and Elder Mingtian.

Seeing this scene, the four priests, who were full of hatred, froze.

Nima's!

Is this woman mentally videotaped?

"Do not--"

"Turn it off!"

"Shut it off!!"

The four priests roared loudly and frantically released their mental power to stop Di Weiyang's replay.

But after shattering a mental projection, a new picture appeared on the other side of the sky.

At this time, the second prince and Luo Fanchen had the upper hand in the battle,

Guan Canghai and King Tianwu, who thought the advantage was mine, laughed and sneered:

"Both of us have something to say first, on the stage, life and death don't matter!"

"Don't blame us for beating this kid to death!"

Guan Canghai's face trembled, his defense was broken in an instant, and his voice was urgent, as if someone was checking the boy's browser in modern times:

"Di Weiyang, turn it off, turn it off quickly!!"

A stunning sword light slashed out, breaking the mental projection.

But on the other side, a new spiritual projection reappeared, and the protagonist was four priests again, and said righteously:

"In previous games, there were people who came in to cause trouble. I am very dissatisfied!"

"Since it's an arena, it doesn't matter life or death."

"This enshrinement represents the temple to lead by example. Whoever dares to make a mess of the rescue, this enshrinement will be the first to refuse."

In the righteous voice, Ming Tian echoed loudly:

"Four worshipers have great opinions. If anyone dares to take action, this elder will not agree to it!"

Emperor White Tiger and others also nodded in agreement.

"Boom!"

Mingtian's face turned blue and purple, no matter how thick-skinned he was,

He went back on his words in full public view, and lost face.

Emperor White Tiger's expression showed no emotion or anger, but the shadow immediately released the power of thunder, and together with the attacks of Ming Tian and others, shattered all the projections of Di Weiyang.

The audience was completely silent, and I was most afraid of the sudden silence of the air!

Just now the swords are on the verge of breaking out, the smell of gunpowder is strong,

At this moment, Di Weiyang finished a set of projection playback, and the atmosphere in the audience suddenly became awkward.

Can anyone think of,

A generation of female popes are so black-bellied that they secretly videotaped them a long time ago.

Just outrageous!

It seems that there has been a calculation for a long time.

Elder Mingtian felt like a beeping dog, his mentality collapsed.

Who is a good guy who brings a camera to chat with people, is everything boring? ?

Young Master Yang, who had just been "unsealed" from the hand of Ni Father, let out a laugh,

While others were holding back their laughter, he just laughed.

"High!"

"The mountain stands still!"

"Why don't you say that he is the pope, and I'm a little boy!"

The social youth raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Young Master Yang, do you still use such literate words?"

Yang Jinghong glanced at him contemptuously: "It's not that this young master is uneducated, do you think this full house is full of well-dressed beasts, do they deserve my young master's good words to describe them?"

The young man in society was at a loss for words. He raised his thumb for a long time and held back two words:

"Awesome..."

This kid is either trolling people or just on the way to trolling people.

The four worshipers said madly and hatefully: "Di Weiyang, it's useless to talk more. My son is dead, and I have no intention of explaining it. Today, my son must pay for it with his life!"

Di Weiyang shook her head, and released a projection screen again.

The four priests were looking at the female pope in the projection with their fists clasped, pleading:

"His Majesty the Pope, if someone breaks the rules, please help me take charge of the situation and punish the offenders!"

Di Weiyang and himself in the projection stared at the two priests respectively, their phoenix eyes were cold and iron-blooded, their red lips opened and closed, and they said in unison, chillingly:

"If someone crosses the line, I will shoot."

The overlapping voices of the two female popes resounded throughout the audience.

The four priests clenched their fists tightly, and their intestines were almost green with regret.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he lifted a rock and smashed himself in the foot.

I lost my son and lost face.

All the calculations ended up being the laughing stock of the entire audience.

Even spread it out in the future!

Di Weiyang moved her high-heeled boots, ignoring the four offerings,

Turning to Luo Fanchen, who was sitting firmly in the teacher's chair on the ring stage, drinking leisurely.

"Come down."

"This pope is here,"

"If anyone dares to touch you, this is his eternal grave."

The sound of killing sent chills down the spine, making people afraid to speak.

How many people can't help but think that the pope, Di Weiyang, was not appointed.

Instead, they were killed by mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

Luo Fanchen stood up, patted the dust on his trouser legs, and said with a loud smile:

"The Pope is mighty and domineering, I will buy you a drink when I have time!"

Not to mention the audience, the players and the big guys were all shocked.

What the fuck?

No... is this kid molesting the Pope?

The Pope dares to tease you?

Don't die.

Gone! !

You killed someone's holy son, and you still want to invite him to drink, you are thinking about farts!

Forcing someone to slap you to death?

Diwei Yang's phoenix eyes were still cold and determined, but she nodded slightly, her crimson lips parted slightly:

"it is good."

good word,

I don't know how many people were slapped in the face,

The audience who were waiting to see Luo Fanchen receive a big slap shivered violently and were shocked. They were even more shocked than when they saw Huang Yan being beaten up.

"Fuck, is the sun coming out from the west?"

"What the hell!"

"The Pope agreed?"

"Isn't the Pope the one who hates men the most?"

King Yan wailed directly, pulling his hair tightly, unable to figure out what was going on.

He was extraordinary and invited Di Weiyang countless times.

All I get in exchange is a cold look,

When someone is treated with the most enthusiasm, it is the word "get out".

The result is now...

Brother Luo just opened his mouth, and the Pope gave it?

Do not!

Yes?

The corners of Yang Jinghong's mouth rose, and the thrill of keeping a little secret filled his heart.

Are you dumbfounded, dumbfounded!

What kind of psychological quality is there? You guys are wilting before your brother-in-law even exerts his strength?

"Okay, now that Huang Yan is dead, the finals will be decided by Luo Fanchen and Yang Xiruo."

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, so don't fight again!"

Jiucai Xiaoniao and Xuanwu spoke, ending the tense and dangerous situation.

"boom--"

High in the sky, the jade tablet belonging to Shengzi Huangyan burst into pieces.

Only the jade tablets of Luo Fanchen and Yang Xiruo were left in the sky, standing opposite each other and competing for glory.

The referee announced: "Please invite Yang Xiruo of the Divine Phoenix Empire to come on stage!"

"Although the first runners are at a disadvantage and consume too much, according to the rules of the competition, luck is also part of their strength."

All eyes were on the previous champion,

Now that we have entered the finals, it is very possible that in Luo Fanchen's weak state, she can become the female spearhead of the Yang family who defends the championship.

The beautiful woman outside the court who was weak and coughing slightly frowned, shook her head and said softly:

"Young Master Luo is very exhausted, so what's the point if I win?"

"Wait some time."

"I look forward to a fair fight."

The audience was surprised and puzzled, wouldn't it be good to just take the opportunity to win the championship?

A purple lightning gun flashed in Yang Xiruo's eyes, champion?

it is not important.

What she needs is pressure, an opponent strong enough to pressure her.

I thought Shengzi Huangyan would be a good whetstone.

did not expect……

Luo Fanchen's fighting prowess was enough to surprise her, and her fighting spirit boiled over.

Although not a strong gunman,

But it's time to be satisfied with meeting an opponent with similar strength.

Everyone saw Yang Xiruo's delicate body overflowing with a terrifying aura, and their hearts trembled, and then they suddenly realized,

Everyone's eyes were attracted to the two monsters Huang Yan and Luo Fanchen.

Almost forgot, the Yang family's gunslinger girl has participated in two World Championships twice, and has never lost a single game.

Is it lucky?

World champion, no parallel imports!

Luo Fanchen smiled and said: "There is no need to rest, it is just a warm-up. Miss Yang will take the stage."

"warm up?"

All of a sudden, the whole audience burst into flames, with extremely funny expressions on their faces.

Isn’t this just rubbing salt into the wounds of the Four Offerings?

Not buddy, this statement is a bit exaggerated.

Killing a holy son, you tell me it's just a warm-up?

If the Holy Son were still alive, wouldn't he be angry to death after hearing such words?

Yang Xiruo was a little angry when he heard the sound, and frowned slightly:

"Young master Luo, you have all the means, so let's rest first."

"Don't think that women in the world are inferior to men, and look down on me."

There is amazing confidence and pride hidden in the weak female voice, and there is a faint warning to Luo Fanchen.

Yang Jinghong scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, jumping up and down like a giant monkey with an inflated belly:

"On one side is my sister and on the other is my brother-in-law, who should I support?"

The referee looked strange, as if he had received a message from someone, and suddenly said:

"Player Luo, we need to clean the arena!"

When Luo Fanchen was about to step down,

He glanced sideways at the blood stains and bone stubble all over the floor, and heaved a long sigh in his heart.

It's a pity that Huang Yan's big sun candle shines on his martial spirit.

He just happens to be matched with his junior sister, a perfect match, and he will definitely be able to produce martial soul fusion skills.

But he really couldn't absorb it in public,

Otherwise, the world will be prejudiced like a mountain, and Emperor Baihu and others will take advantage of this opportunity to make trouble. When the time comes, the world's forces will join forces to kill evil spirit masters, and the female pope will not be able to protect herself.

Even if he could, Luo Fanchen didn't want to hurt the other party because of his own selfish desires.

It's a pity that the second prince's wind and thunder white tiger is a pity, and it's a pity that the big sun candle shines.

what! !

Luo Fanchen didn't even pick up the soul bone,

The nature of picking up and killing Huang Yan changed, and it became greedy, so killing people to seize treasures.

Luo Fanchen doesn't care about the stigma,

But he cares about the reputation of the female pope. When the time comes, some people will spread rumors that Di Weiyang is sheltering a villain who kills people and seizes treasures, and her reputation will inevitably be damaged.

After Luo Fanchen stepped down,

"Shh!"

The final is about to begin, and suddenly there is a terrifying figure in the arena, who seems to have been waiting for a long time, rushing to the ring for the first time...