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

Luo Fanchen's brows were broken, and the light and shadow of the sky pupils flowed,

Peeping at the fifth form of Tianshen's practice, the way of heaven is clear, and you can follow the way again.

In an instant, he copied Yang Xiruo's gun-drawing action, raised the fingertips of his right hand, dragon energy boiled, red gold flames burned, he used his fingers as a gun, picked up the gun flower and blasted upward.

Like a phoenix neighing, the thunder dragon goes out to sea.

"boom!"

Luo Fanchen retreated eight steps in a row, pain came from his fingertips, his bones trembled and numb, the flesh and blood on his right fingertips were pierced, and dark red blood dripped out, he looked up in surprise.

"Am I breaking the defense?"

Unexpectedly, the other party was more surprised than him. Yang Xiruo even had palpitations for a moment.

Her magic spear is so powerful that the opponent not only dares to use his body to fight it.

The price is only a few drops of blood?

And within a short while, Qinglian had already healed her intact.

"This kid!"

"monster!!"

Yang Tingjun in the sky couldn't help but exclaimed, unable to keep calm.

Yang Xiruo is completely different from the ordinary direct descendants of the Yang family.

The situation is particularly special.

Due to a special opportunity, the six soul rings were all shattered, and turned into amplifying power and merged into the Shenxiao Spear. Six soul skills were lost, and what was gained was an absolute increase in the power of the gun.

Simply put:

Every flat A you see can be regarded as a big move.

In the end, he was blocked by this kid with his finger?

It's just outrageous,

No wonder the Holy Son Huangyan was hammered to the ground and spiraled into the sky, forcing him to resurrect.

The audience outside the arena even called Luo Fanchen's ability to replicate too disgusting.

In the blink of an eye, he imitated the attack style of the female gun goddess.

It was as if he had honed his gun skills hundreds of times in private.

"You seem to know guns?"

Yang Xiruo stepped on the ground with her lotus embroidered shoes, thunder exploded, and the ground roared.

The whole delicate body swung the spear, swallowing mountains and rivers with arrogance and domineering self-confidence.

The audience was so shocked that they almost bit their tongues.

This has nothing to do with the sickly beauty just now. The visual contrast is too strong.

"Boom boom boom!"

In an instant, Yang Xiruo shot out like a shower of thunder and lightning.

The horse's tail swayed, and its delicate body tumbled and twisted.

It's like a gun fairy in the world, exuding a special beauty of fierce killing.

"Keng!"

Luo Fanchen combined the holy dragon's chiseled gold armor with a spear, perfectly replicating the opponent's spear moves, and used his method to return it to the other person, pointing out the storm.

"quick!"

"too fast!"

"Oh my God!!"

The audience was dazzled, and their naked eyes could no longer keep up with the speed of the opponent's moves.

"Dang Dang Dang——"

All the moves of the female gun goddess were neutralized, she turned over and rolled up, standing in the distance.

A pair of sharp beautiful eyes locked on Luo Fanchen, his heart was touched, and he said with absolute certainty:

"You know guns!"

Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows: "Why is Miss Yang so sure?"

Other audience members were a little puzzled, including Mingtian and others shaking their heads and scoffing: "This kid doesn't even have a gun, so he knows how to shoot a gun, and he just learned other people's skills secretly by relying on the secret skills of Lingtong!"

Yang Xiruo ignored the outside discussion, her beautiful eyes were extremely sharp:

"My spear skills have been tempered and honed through countless days and nights."

"People who are levels weaker than me can copy and imitate them casually with the secret skills of the spirit pupil. Isn't it a joke that I practice hard day and night?"

"My intuition is not wrong, you must have been immersed in guns for a long time!"

The audience was surprised and confused, shaking their heads:

"However, although……"

"This guy doesn't even have a gun, so he couldn't have carved it every night."

Yang Xiruo also knew that this conclusion seemed absurd,

But he firmly believed that his judgment would not be wrong, and stared at Luo Fanchen with burning eyes, waiting for the other party's answer.

Luo Fanchen nodded and praised: "Miss Yang has a sharp eye, I admire you."

"To be honest, I have been involved in the art of gunfire for several days,"

"Know a little bit of fur."

The audience was shocked and confused: "Damn it, I said you're fat and you're still breathing heavily."

"What's the difference between saying you know a little bit about shooting in front of the female gun lord, and showing off your sword in front of the Guan family?"

"Wake up, what you are good at is support and melee combat, okay!!"

Bai Yingyue did not doubt what Luo Fanchen said and said in confusion:

"Who did my senior brother learn the art of gunmanship from?"

"Teacher, your confidant doesn't love you anymore. It's not that you are a disciple. He must have disliked you, so he learned from others."

Di Weiyang's slender and icy hand, like suet white jade, gently caressed the smooth and playful cheek of the saint, and said coldly while rubbing: "Yingyue!"

"Here you are, Master!"

"Don't make me slap you."

"Oh." Bai Yingyue muttered with her mouth flat: "I just want to be a little bit offended to relieve the shock in my heart. Junior Brother's changes are so big and scary."

When the teacher didn't speak, she pursed her lips sweetly.

I know that teachers love others the most and are reluctant to hit me!

"Shh!"

Bai Yingyue received a blow from the female pope on the head and suffered a brain breakdown.

He squatted down in pain, put on a pain mask, and couldn't laugh anymore.

"That's your Uncle Luo!"

No one noticed that the master-student love and kill each other,

They were all staring at the ring attentively,

Yang Xiruo shot again,

Shenxiao's gun moves, thunder and lightning dance, and the fierce female voice is full of regret:

"Master Luo, it's a pity that you don't have a gun spirit. Otherwise, with your understanding and basic skills in the art of gun, you will definitely be able to go far in this way and have the opportunity to compete with me."

"Release your soul skills, otherwise you won't be able to stop this move!"

This time Yang Xiruo was very different from before. He clearly fired his ultimate move, and the spear pierced the sky, turning into thousands of streams of lightning and lightning, which came one after another and shook the void.

"Seven Skills of Shenxiao: The First Style!"

"Purple current shadow."

The audience outside the stadium felt the thorns on their backs and the gun rays penetrating their skin.

Luo Fanchen's skin ached from the sharp edge of the gun that came from the opposite side, and his robe flew up.

Still not dodging or evading, standing in place, shaking his head and saying:

"If you say no, you won't."

"Besides—"

"Who said I don't have a gun spirit?"

His words made Yang Xiruo's eyes froze, but the hand waving the gun did not stop.

The rhizome of Qinglian flew out and stood in front of Luo Fanchen.

"boom--"

changing situation,

A dark, evil beam of light rose into the sky.

The terrifying clanging sound of gunfire resounded through the sky, shocking the entire audience.

That overbearing gunman aura instantly dispersed all the purple lightning shadows in the sky.

Yang Xiruo was shaken back by the sudden change, her sharp beautiful eyes trembled, and she stared in disbelief at Luo Fanchen, who was caught in the black beam of light across from him. The jade fingers holding the Divine Sky Spear were trembling in her heart, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

"This……"

"This breath is..."

"boom!"

Above the sky, the seat under Yang Tingjun shattered, and he stood up suddenly.

His beard and hair were all trembling, his eyes were wide open, and he was staring at the ring.

"how is this possible!!!"

"It's him???"

Third Master Yang and Fourth Master Yang were stiff all over, and they were as stunned as puppets at the moment.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Chixiao Sect stood up suddenly from Guan Canghai, eyes wide open with anger.

"This is impossible!!"

Qixing Longyuan Sect Sword Yixing's Xingmei Sword Eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

The master of Jiuxiao Fengming Sect, Bai Mianli, almost bit his tongue.

Lin Dingtian's fat face trembled, "What the hell???"

His usually calm and steady mentality almost exploded and shattered...

Among the top ten sects, the seven masters with martial souls all stood up,

Towards Luo Fanchen,

Row--

Attention ceremony!