Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

Chapter 509

"How is the injury?"

Luo Fanchen's heart moved, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the cold voice of the royal sister.

"Don't turn your head!"

"Now is not the time for people to notice our close relationship."

It turns out that the cold female pope can also feel sorry for people.

How can this be as shameful as having an affair!

Luo Fanchen dared to hide these words in his heart.

If he put them in the open, he would probably be beaten to death by Di Weiyang, the slap queen.

"You don't need to feel upset. Guan Canghai, King Yu, King Kuang, White Tiger Emperor, Mingtian, these five people, I will remember them for you, and I will settle them one by one in the future."

Luo Fanchen's heart warmed up, and his whole body followed.

Asking about his injuries was to care about his body, and at this moment it was to comfort his soul.

Even the little movements of the two kings were seen by her.

All aspects are taken into consideration.

What virtue and ability did he have to deserve such care and love from Di Weiyang?

This friendship is getting bigger and bigger, how can I repay it?

Previously, Luo Fanchen gave Di Weiyang two soul bones that he had smashed to death. Di Weiyang only took one that was useful to his junior sister and never thought of getting anything from him.

"You can't transmit sound, just listen to me."

"This pope didn't expect you to learn such a secret technique of the sky pupil from the disabled old village. It's very good."

"You don't need to worry too much about this competition. Show yourself to your heart's content. No matter what consequences you cause, this pope can take it for you."

"Tell the world whose stage this is!"

Di Weiyang's voice was calm, but he exuded a unique confident and majestic pope style, which gave Luo Fanchen a reassurance and made him feel at ease.

The high-end version of the blue dragon fighting skills, the sky-cutting spear skills, and the power of the little loach that surpassed the ancient blue dragon that he learned were not easy to show to others.

If it is shown, I am afraid that the Canglong Emperor and even the whole audience will go completely crazy.

It has been a long time since the Pope's voice was heard again, and Luo Fanchen was actually a little disappointed.

The desire to improve his strength became more urgent.

On the other side, Bai Yingyue stared at the teacher strangely and asked suspiciously: "Teacher, you were distracted just now, which is rare. What are you doing?"

Di Weiyang glanced at her: "I was chatting with your uncle Luo."

Bai Yingyue's delicate face froze,

Dark-hearted master, click me, click me, right! !

The little saint couldn't help but be curious, blinking her bright eyes:

"What are you talking about?"

"The younger generation should not ask about the elders' affairs."

Di Weiyang looked at him, and his stunning eyes flickered slightly.

He...

It seems that his mind and thoughts are getting different.

Bai Yingyue pursed her lips and said coquettishly: "Teacher, please say something!"

Di Weiyang whispered softly: "If you hide your strength for a long time, it will affect your spirit. This is the best stage for your uncle Luo to build his invincible belief."

Bai Yingyue rolled her eyes: "I don't know how this guy practiced."

"Don't take the first step to win the championship, kill him first."

Di Weiyang said: "You advance to the next round first."

Bai Yingyue covered her chest with her eyebrows tightly gathered: "It hurts, Master!!"

Di Weiyang's voice condensed: "There is something wrong with the second prince of the White Tiger Empire!"

"Boom boom!!"

On the ring,

The second prince had a sneer on his lips, his hands behind his back, standing there motionless, allowing Mang Shang to punch and kick, without any damage.

"No!"

"Impossible!"

"How could this happen?"

Mang Shang's scalp was numb, and his fists were about to produce sparks. The opponent didn't even get hurt, but his fists were covered with blood.

The audience was also in an uproar.

Everyone knew that the young master of Panlong Sect was born with supernatural power, with the strength to pull mountains and the spirit to conquer the world.

As a result...

The second prince stood there and let him hammer him, not to mention breaking the defense, he couldn't even repel?

"Born with supernatural power?"

"Hehe."

"Is this all you have?"

The second prince shook his head in disappointment.

There was no intentional sarcasm in his words, but disdain from the heart.

"Ah!"

Mang Shang roared, his blood boiling, and urged the Panlong Python martial spirit to attack.

The second prince allowed the attack without fighting back. His body was like copper and iron, solid as a rock. The sound of hammering iron was heard one after another, which was extremely terrifying.

"What on earth is wrong with this guy!!!"

"I thought Brother Luo was invincible, but this guy seems even more abnormal!"

The tattooed social youth was in doubt and made a worried and panicked sound.

Luo Fanchen was also observing carefully. His water and fire eyes performed the two secret techniques of breaking the delusion of Xumi. He raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but let out a light exclamation:

"You were probably fooled by this guy before."

The social youth was puzzled: "What do you mean, what did you find?"

Luo Fanchen frowned and said: "This guy hasBut there is more than one martial soul, it is hidden too deeply. "

Yang Jinghong rolled his eyes at the side, brother-in-law, you are a fool, and you still say that others hide it deeply.

I know a thing or two about your "underground love" with the Pope.

The social youth exclaimed: "Could this second prince be the rare twin martial soul owner like Huang Yan?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head and hesitated: "The other party has not yet activated it, I just vaguely noticed it."

"His second martial soul feels very different from the normal martial soul."

He showed a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, but he really wanted to get up earlier.

Yang Jinghong shuddered: "According to what my brother-in-law said, this White Tiger Empire is really fucking weird. The second prince hides the deepest, and the third prince is fat like a crying monster. He surrendered directly in the last round and didn't play the individual game."

Luo Fanchen patted his golden hair: "Brother, stop swearing! "

Yang Jinghong nodded obediently and continued: "The White Tiger Emperor even threatened to discover the secret of the Black Blood Domain and announced it before the team battle. It's really disgusting."

"Gaba, Gaba! !"

A sharp scream suddenly came from the ring.

Luo Fanchen frowned. At this time, Mang Shang had been stepped on by the second prince. He was covered in blood, his burly body was covered in blood, and his fingers were crushed and crushed.

The finger bones were broken, the nails flew, and the flesh was bloody.

"Still don't surrender?"

The second prince's cold and stern face revealed a bit of brutality and cruelty.

"I surrender to you!"

Mang Shang, who has always been good at judging the situation and surrendering in time to avoid suffering, now spits out blood foam and curses.

"Oh?"

"You don't think this prince dares not kill you! "

The second prince stepped on Mang Shang's head and rolled him hard on the ground.

Mang Shang laughed wildly: "If you dare to kill me, someone will kill you."

"Kill me?"

"What a joke."

The second prince shook his head disdainfully: "You know nothing about my strength."

"Don't think I'm a waste like Ye Feng."

"When the kid you count on meets me, everything will be over."

"Bang!"

The second prince kicked Mang Shang off the stage and walked back to the rest area with a sneer.

Li Hentian asked in confusion: "Prince, why didn't you kill that kid!"

The second prince sneered and shook his head: "I'm not a fool like Luo Fanchen. Killing other people's young masters in public and offending the ten major sects just to get a moment of fame?"

"Looks like a man of temperament, but actually stupid!"

"The dispute of will is not important, real benefits are the kingly way. ”

“As long as there are enough benefits and bargaining chips, what’s the harm in killing my own mother?”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the surrounding geniuses such as Lihentian changed, and they felt cold.

The third round of the competition continued, and the saint Bai Yingyue appeared.

Relying on the Taiyin Youying martial soul, with the help of the power of the moonlight under the moonlight, the combat power doubled, and the soul power that rose exponentially alone suppressed the opponent.

This made the audience think of the son Huang Yan.

“These two people are really a match made in heaven!”

“The Great Sun Candlelight, the Taiyin Youying merged into one, isn’t this martial soul fusion skill invincible in the world?”

“Who is this saint confessing to when she leaves such a perfect match? !”

“Wouldn’t they have been eliminated long ago?”

“What is the saint thinking about, what about her vision? ?”

“Wait! Have you ever thought about how strong the Son of God would be in the bright sunshine? ? "

Thinking of this, countless viewers shuddered. This was too terrifying.

Huang Yan appeared in the last group of the third round of the competition.

He faced the hunchbacked fat boy Shi Potian, the youngest prince of the Xuanwu Empire.

Shi Potian immediately displayed 19 defenses and hid in his tortoise shell.

"Xiao Huang Huang, if it was daytime, I would have surrendered, but this is night! ! "

"Come on, come and hit me! ! "

Shi Potian pulled full hatred and thought it was not a big problem.

As soon as Huang Yan made a move, he was dumbfounded. The Great Sun Candle Martial Spirit illuminated the night sky, shrank rapidly and held it in his palm, and raised his hand to slap him.

"Hold the Sun! ! "

The hunchbacked fat boy exclaimed, watching the indestructible shield defenses being slapped away by Huang Yan's overwhelming hand, and the water shield evaporated.

"No! "

"Something is wrong! !"

"How can my Xuanwu Mingshui shield be evaporated by the flames! ! !"

"Damn it, this is not a mortal fire at all!"

The hunchbacked little fat man used the ultimate defense skill, ran away, and shouted surrender.

As long as I throw fast enough, you can't kill me.

As the referee left the court, the panting little fat man looked at Huang Yan who had taken back the flames in fear. The opponent didn't even look at him, and went straight off the stage and returned to the rest area, closed his eyes to practice, and was indifferent to everything.

It seemed that entering the top ten in the world was just a trivial matter for him.

The hunchbacked little fat man gently stroked his fat chest, and thenAfraid of sighing, he was born with a premonition of crisis beyond ordinary people: "This guy is definitely problematic!"

"A big problem."

"What kind of opportunity did he get!"

Shi Potian shouted towards Luo Fanchen: "It's up to you, brother. The glory of my auxiliary lineage will depend on you to protect it!!!"

Yang Jinghong grinned: "Brother-in-law, do you know him? This guy is crazy."

Luo Fanchen looked at Yang Jinghong's special blond hair and big gold teeth, and hesitated to speak.

You two are the same, big brother, don't laugh at the second brother...

After the three rounds, it was already late at night. A full fifty Tianjiao were eliminated and could only compete for the next place. The world's top ten competed.

In the magnificent arena of the City of Death, ten huge warm jade stone tablets were raised.

Surrounding the ring, the names of Luo Fanchen and other top ten were engraved.

For the world to admire.

The top ten in the world, that already represents the pinnacle of youth under the age of 20 in the world!

The peerless genius who is absolutely standing at the top of the pyramid, mortals can only look up, can not touch and pursue.

If anyone is eliminated in the future, the corresponding stone tablet will be erased and shattered, and the last stone tablet will be the only one left.

That is the world's No. 1 martial arts champion, the best in the world, and the strongest young soul master.

This year's Canglong Empire is really surprising.

There are actually two people who made it to the top ten, which surprised the audience and other sects.

You know that the Canglong Empire is weak and the talent is declining for more than one or two years.

Ye Wudao, Mang Shang, Jian Jiujue and others saw that Lin Shengyi could rely on good luck to make it to the top ten. It is impossible not to envy, "Is this woman's luck really that good?"

The fourth round, the ten-to-five draw officially began, and the audience was looking forward to it.

This time, Ye Xiying left in high spirits and walked back with a gloomy face.

"Brother Luo, I... I'm sorry."

"The good luck is gone."

Luo Fanchen whispered in her ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's okay, Luo Qi is inferior to Ying, can't I give you more?"

Ye Xiying looked melancholy, and she couldn't be happy. She handed the stick to the man guiltily...

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Four twenty-four in the morning, ah!!!

I really can't do this, but there's really no way, alas...

Good night brothers, Bailong will be fine after this period! Don't worry!!!