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

"Hey!!"

A luan bird chirped,

A Luan Bird martial spirit rose up from behind Luo Fanchen, carrying six normally configured soul rings. When the Luan Bird saw a group of blood pythons coming and the terrifying one-armed King, it screamed and wanted to shrink back immediately.

Master, you know, I am just a weak Luan bird,

I'm not a man,

You are awesome, come on.

Being led by Luo Fanchen to play high-level games every day is unbearable for the little heart. Luanniao, who has no intelligence, trembles and is scared instinctively.

Luo Fanchen was possessed by the Luan Bird martial spirit, and his whole body was covered with cyan light feathers, making his whole body look seductive.

"The third soul skill: Baixian Chaos·Qingluan Silk!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Thousands of green streams of light rolled back toward the wild waves of pythons,

Meng Dangshan looked down upon him,

This low-grade martial spirit, this mere thousand-year-old soul skill, are trying to stop me?

The rest of the people watching the battle also thought the same way,

This Li Qing doesn't look like a fool, how could he make such a stupid move?

"boom!"

However, Qingluan Silk collided with the blood pythons, and countless people were obviously stunned for a moment, because they were actually deadlocked in the void. Qingluan Silk accurately tied up all the blood pythons, and before the blood pythons could wrap around Luo Fanchen , instead entangled them first, and the blood python roared and did not break free for a while.

"???"

"What the hell!"

"Can you keep making money?"

Everyone was puzzled and couldn't believe it.

Even Meng Dangshan himself was stunned.

Only Luo Fanchen looked calm and had everything under control.

Although Li Qing's soul skills are weak, it depends on who uses them.

This Qingluan silk requires the owner to provide his own soul power in order to condense it into shape.

In other words, the more powerful the soul power provided by the master, the stronger and more powerful Qingluan Silk will be.

What is condensed in the threads at this moment is the chaotic soul power simulated in cyan, which is completely immune to the corrosive power of the blood python, and even though Luo Fanchen is only level 68, with the help of the Ancestral Dragon Swallowing Heaven Technique and the Limit Breaking Technique, the soul can The total amount and quality of force are not inferior to those of the eighth level.

Qingluan, who was extremely suffocated in Li Qing's hands, was now under the control of his new owner Luo Fanchen, crying with excitement and joy, and suddenly felt like he was okay again.

He can even fight a top martial spirit like Coiling Dragon Python! !

"The fourth soul skill: Luan Cry·Soul-Suppressing Whip!"

Luo Fanchen grabbed the opponent and stood up from the ground. He raised his hand to grab, and his soul power condensed into the shadow of a blue luan bird, turning into a soul-suppressing whip.

Raising the soul-suppressing whip, he jumped over the bound blood python and hit it head-on at Mengdang Mountain.

"You have little arms and legs, how dare you take the initiative to fight me in close combat?"

Meng Dangshan glared and swung the fist of the wild python with increased blood rage to hit him. The momentum was majestic and the blood surged. As a result, the shadow of Li Qing rippled, and he punched nothing.

Ah,

Innocent,

How can I fall into your trap again with the same trick?

Meng Dangshan's fist light burst out, he was already prepared, and with a ferocious expression, he backhanded to the side. It turned out that there was a figure of Luo Fanchen hiding there, and he suddenly appeared. It seemed to use the refraction of light to blind everyone's vision, but it had been blocked by the gangster. Shan Ruizhi discovered.

"boom!"

Everyone exclaimed that Meng Dangshan’s combat sense was astute and he was definitely not a fool.

The power of the fist exploded, and as a result, the second figure of Luo Fanchen disappeared like a bubble.

"boom!"

When Mengdang Shan was stunned, a strong wind hit his head. He waved his arms to block it. After all, he was a beat too late and was hit hard in the head by Qingluan's soul-suppressing stick.

Zhui's neck shrunk, his eyes were dull and sparkling.

"Fuck!"

"A brace?"

"Repeat the same old tricks?"

"Li Qing'er is playing gangster in the mountains?"

The soldiers watching the battle exclaimed. It turned out that they were stabbed in the buttocks with a knife, and their eyes were opened. The legendary one-armed king was actually being played by the sixth-order soul emperor one after another.

"Crack-"

The sound of shattering was heard, and those watching the battle secretly thought that this guy's attack was so cruel that the big stick was broken.

"He's very hard-headed."

Luo Fanchen said with a smile and a pun.

Meng Dangshan stretched out his hand to touch his head. His palm was cold and stained with scarlet blood.

The shame of being teased in public shot from the heart like hell flames to the sky.

"what!!!"

"You mean!!!"

"It's all little tricks like this."

Meng Dangshan raised his thick arm, and grabbed the big Qingluan stick with his palm as big as a millstone. His five fingers collapsed. In an instant, the Qingluan stick exploded into pieces, and the fragments shot out in all directions. He clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the force was heavy. Chisel at Luo Fanchen.

The surrounding void was like a muddy swamp, and his fist locked on Luo Fanchen's air machine, like a cruise missile, hitting it accurately, with nowhere to dodge.

"You have no chance to cast illusions!"

"Let's see how you hide this time!"

Facing the giant python fist that was bigger than his own head, Luo Fanchen smiled handsomely and did not dodge. He clenched his five fingers, bent his arms, and punched out with one hand.

"He doesn't want his life!"

"Going head-to-head with the one-armed king?"

"Is the Guizhou Donkey doing it out of necessity, or is he crazy!"

"collapse--"

The tiny fist and the huge python fist clashed, and the explosive air waves spread along the center, and the terrifying power of red blood exploded behind the two people.

Everyone who was questioning Luo Fanchen just now was shocked.

"???"

"how can that be!!"

"Isn't he a magician?"

The corners of Xiao Fengxian's honey-red lips rose up with pride,

Illusion is just a side job,

Would a fierce man who could knock away three monsters with one punch be afraid of wrestling?

"You are indeed very strong, which surprised me, but you actually tried to compete with me, who possesses the martial soul of the Heavenly Python Arm. I don't know whether to call you confident or naive!!"

Meng Dangshan shook his head: "Don't you know how I got the reputation of the one-armed warrior?"

In an instant, the veins of that thick arm burst out, and countless scarlet blood vessels squirmed, and dark brown sky pythons flew out from it. The amplified arm, which was already huge and terrifying, grew crazily. In an instant, it was bigger than the alienated body of Mengdang Mountain. It was several times larger, extremely distorted and inconsistent, the space seemed to be distorted and alienated, and the damage was reduced by several percent.

It is obvious that he wants to take advantage of his level and body spirit to overwhelm others.

"The eighth soul skill: Dragon Prison·Pan Python Proud World Fist!"

"Lee Qing is finished!"

“Damn it, you’re just kidding, how can you fight like this!!”

"Too perverted."

Facing the terrifying giant fist that was like a hill, Luo Fanchen's whole body seemed to be unsealed, and the beam of energy and blood rose into the sky, like an abyss or a prison.

The silver face concealed the unicorn pattern, the soul bones of the four holy dragons, and all the auras of the true spirits of the four holy beasts, only showing the overwhelming power of qi and blood.

In an instant, Luo Fanchen's flesh and blood mutated and transformed, his muscles squirmed like steel bars. In the frightened eyes of the audience, he transformed into a giant devil muscleman, a world-shaking muscular tyrant.

The fist is covered with special chaotic soul power, which is enough to swallow the power of the void. Although it is not as big as the fist of the one-armed mighty king, the power is not weak at all, shaking the void.

"boom!"

The fists clashed, and the light of energy and blood exploded in the sky. The terrifying power ripples radiated into the distance like waves. Countless warriors were dumbfounded.

We all know the one-armed warrior,

What the hell is this transformation of yours? Why is it even more outrageous and scary than this gangster mountain?

"collapse--"

The pupils of the soldiers shrank, and it turned out to be the gangster mountain with a pair of fierce eyes protruding, full of astonishment. The edge of the fist exploded, revealing the white bones. Luo Fanchen blasted him backwards, vomiting blood and exploding to the side. .

Luo Fanchen's body was covered with blood, his expression was calm, he stood there, slowly retracted his fist,

The flesh broken by his fist healed and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. He glanced at the empty space in front of him and said slowly:

"The name of this technique is——"

"Ping A!"