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

Chapter 548

"Dang dang dang!!"

On the stage, there were flashes of lightning and fire, and the spears burst, and the fierce and fierce aura collided with the might of thunder.

The hearts of the audience followed the fluctuations of the battle and beat fiercely.

The fighting power displayed by Yang Xiruo was too terrifying.

Even if a soul saint came, I'm afraid he would have been blown up by three shots.

There was no such delicate look as coughing up blood and falling down after taking two steps. The spear came out like a startled phoenix, and the spear fell like a rainstorm, just like a Valkyrie descending to the earth, full of heroic spirit and overwhelming fighting power.

"No wonder she is the world champion of the last session!!"

"Miss Yang who came to participate this time is even more terrifying!!!"

What made the audience most incredible was that

Luo Fanchen danced with the spear, turned and moved, and was not at all inferior to the legendary female spear god in the confrontation of the spear, which made people simply incomprehensible.

"Isn't this guy a genius in healing?"

"Healing? Didn't you see him beat the Second Prince and Huang Yan in hand-to-hand combat?"

"The problem is that his close combat ability in spearmanship is too fierce now?"

"Damn, hexagonal warrior, does this guy really have no shortcomings?"

Not to mention that the audience found it hard to understand, all the geniuses were dumbfounded.

A normal genius is either good at extreme speed, or good at extreme defense, or spearmanship, swordmanship, physical combat, etc., but Luo Fanchen can crush a single genius with any unique skill?

Shi Potian smacked his lips: "This guy has been practicing since his mother's womb!"

"Too evil."

Bai Yingyue's beautiful eyes were already stunned: "Is this still my annoying stinky senior brother?"

"So handsome!"

"Spearmanship is so powerful, when did you learn it!!!"

The cold and ruthless eyes of the female pope were a little confused at this moment.

How long have they been apart?

It's fine if she has such a powerful spear martial soul, but her spear skills have reached this level?

Can she fight on equal terms with the first female spear god of the younger generation of the Shenxiao Sect?

"Clang clang clang!"

Amid the roar, the thunder and lightning collided and exploded.

Yang Xiruo raised the Shenxiao spear with her lotus arms and blocked it horizontally.

Dang!

The spear body shook,

and the whole person flew backwards.

The bottom of her lotus feet scraped against the ground continuously, and then she stabilized her body.

On the other hand, Luo Fanchen

just took three steps back to release the recoil of the spear.

"It turns out that you have been immersed in the spear for the longest time!"

Yang Xiruo was not angry, and her delicate face showed joy and enthusiasm.

Before, she was afraid that Luo Fanchen would not put enough pressure on her.

After all, no matter how strong the martial soul is, it depends on who is using it. If the spear cultivation is not enough, it is a foolish dream to win her by just relying on the martial soul. It will only make her feel disappointed.

However, in the collision just now, she was pleasantly surprised.

Luo Fanchen's basic skills are more solid than she imagined, as if he has been immersed in this way for decades. It is a skill that ordinary geniuses can't even practice from the womb.

Everyone outside the venue was shaken when they heard Yang Xiruo's exclamation.

"???"

"To what extent has this guy practiced the spear that can be praised by the female spear god?"

Faced with the exclamation, Luo Fanchen answered honestly: "Miss Yang, you are too kind. Luo has been practicing the spear for a short time, less than half a month. Please give me more advice."

As soon as this was said, the whole audience was stunned.

"Pretending?"

"Are you pretending?"

"You've been practicing for less than half a month, are you kidding us?"

Yang Xiruo was naturally the one who didn't believe this kind of nonsense.

What a joke?

There is no shortcut in the way of the spear.

But seeing Luo Fanchen's deep and serious eyes, he really didn't mean to joke at all.

He bit his silver teeth, and the brilliance of his beautiful eyes became more and more fanatical.

"Three styles of Shenxiao: Purple Scale Thunder Peng!"

Yang Xiruo stepped on her lotus feet, floated up, her delicate body crossed the sky, her white wrist flexed the spear, and in an instant, ninety-nine thunder spear shadows were drawn in the air.

The thunder of the spear in the sky,

actually intertwined a purple electric unicorn and a thunder roc phantom, the thunder roc soared into the sky, the unicorn stepped on the ground, carrying a fierce momentum, and rushed towards Luo Fanchen.

Luo Fanchen held the spinning spear,

The murderous spirit of the God-killing Spear rolled, swallowing and spitting out the sharp edge, and started with a flat attack again.

"The Nine Provinces, Four Seas and Eight Wastelands are here, the spear is delivered with a shocking edge!"

"Sweep the Four Barbarians!"

The God-killing Spear swept across the four directions, sweeping out a blood-black arc of murderous light, like the sickle of the god of death, rippling out, instantly slicing the Qilin and splitting the Thunder Peng.

In the frenzy of the broken lightning spear light,

A deep purple purple lightning spear shadow broke through the air, Yang Xiruo was like a martial arts madman who loved war, his high ponytail dancing in the wind, and he handed out the spear in his hand, which was exquisite.

"Shenxiao Four Styles: Spear Shadow Returns to the Ruins!"A shadow of ruins descended, full of the aura of the dagger.

"Flying Dragon Exploring the Sea!"

Luo Fanchen's movements were almost synchronized, and the long spear swung, like a stroke of genius, dotted on the void, like a flying dragon on the top of the cloud, swooping into the deep sea.

"Boom--"

The shadow of the ruins shattered and collapsed in an instant, and the flying dragon was in the sky, roaring at the sky.

Everyone outside the field was numbed by the scalp, and was shocked by the heavenly man! !

They really felt the fear of being dominated by Luo Fanchen.

"Impossible!"

"It's outrageous, this guy still has the mood to recite poems and name skills now??"

"He... How can his dagger foundation be so high!"

"Who is his master!"

Yang Tingjun couldn't believe that in the entire Soul Martial Continent, there was actually someone of the same age who could compete with his daughter in dagger.

The most terrifying thing was,

Xi Ruo had already used the unique skills of the Shenxiao Sect, but it was blocked by the opponent's ordinary attack?

It's not that he lost in terms of skills, but that black magic gun, which is obviously more powerful!

The red face of Mr. Yang Si trembled: "Jinghong, this unreliable boy, can actually fight again? The person he recommended this time is so powerful?"

Mr. Yang San couldn't help but remind him: "I remember you said before that you should introduce all the messy things to our Xiruo!"

"You remembered it wrong!"

Mr. Yang Si glanced at him briefly, and his eyes were still fixed on the ring.

He couldn't move his eyes away.

"Unbelievable!"

"This kid has such a deep foundation in gun skills at the age of 20, which is simply unbelievable!"

Yang Tingjun's beard trembled: "Did the two elders forget that this kid is only level 43, and Xiruo has an advantage of more than 20 levels!!"

The two powerful elders trembled after being reminded.

"Luo Fanchen, you surprised me so much!!"

Yang Xiruo's fighting spirit was boiling, rising rapidly, and the more she fought, the more excited she became, and her fighting power soared.

"Hey!"

The female gun god let out a delicate cry, and the Shenxiao gun hummed all over. Purple lightning patterns lit up from the surface of the long gun, attached with the light of thunder, and pierced into the air.

"Shenxiao Five Styles: Breaking Dawn--"

"Shenxiao gun moves,"

"The morning light shines on the blue sky!"

The tip of the Shenxiao gun, which was moving with thunder, attracted the light of the morning light in the sky and gathered at one point. The tip of the gun burst out with brilliant thunder and fire, and whistled over.

"Come on!"

Luo Fanchen jumped up, his waist was like a big dragon, his arms were like a startled swan, his fingertips were tense, and he danced the Jiuxiao God-killing Gun, and the explosive murderous aura blasted through the air.

With one shot, the angry dragon appeared.

Qinglong Wandering Sky Style!

The fierce gun energy condensed into a black angry dragon phantom, cruising in the air and colliding.

"Dang——"

The morning fire splashed around, causing the ring to burn with blazing flames.

The overflowing gun energy made the audience's backs cold, as if they were falling into an ice cellar.

"Another tie?"

"Too scary!!"

"Who would have thought that this guy is so good at using a gun?"

In the fierce collision, Luo Fanchen said in a concentrated voice:

"Miss Yang, you have exhausted the five unique skills of the Shenxiao Sect. If you have any other unique skills, just use them."

Yang Xiruo has fought against others in her life, and no one among her peers has ever urged her to remind her that she is not strong enough while fighting with her.

The gun light in her eyes became more and more boiling and sharp, ready to burst out.

"As you wish!"

"What I am good at is not the unique skills of the Shenxiao Sect, that is not my way!"

"You are qualified to see me, Yang Xiruo, working day and night to comprehend the spear soul skills created by nature!"

"Spear One: Xuanzhu·Burning Killing Qi!"

"Spear Two: Haoyue·Spear Shadow Speed!!"

Yang Xiruo shook his arm, the Shenxiao Spear hummed, a burst of murderous aura burned and bathed the spear body, and a holy and majestic Haoyue light flowed from the tip of the spear.

"Spear Three: Ganglei·Shenxiao Breaking the Formation!"

"Bang——"

Yang Xiruo carried the Shenxiao spear, soared into the sky, fell down, pierced the air, and carried violent lightning as thick as a bucket, and the power of the thunder came.

The audience outside the venue was surging and opened their mouths.

"This..."

"Three...three self-created soul skills?"

"The female spear god is really angry!!"

The elder Mingtian analyzed coldly: "Fortunately, although Luo Fanchen obviously has solid basic skills, he has no unique skills to rely on, and his spear skills are curbed. After all, there is a limit."

However, the next second, he saw Luo Fanchen on the ring, holding up the spear calmly, and his whole temperament changed instantly.

"Three thousand years later--"

"The sky appears!"

"The first calamity: Blazing Flame·Golden Crow Falls!!"

Luo Fanchen raised the spear, stirred the sky, raised the fire to burn the sky, and the spear burst out with flames and divine light, turning into a red flame golden crow, soaring into the sky, and colliding with the falling Yang Xiruo.

The golden crow rises, and the thunder falls.

The fire bursts in all directionsAt that moment, arcs of lightning crackled and fell.

The two spears collided, and the sound of metal clashing was deafening!

They were shaken apart and retreated to both sides.

Luo Fanchen's arms were numb from controlling the spear, and he secretly exclaimed that it was amazing.

"This woman has such great strength!"

Yang Xiruo groaned, her mouth tasted fishy and sweet, and her beautiful eyes stared at Luo Fanchen.

"Special spear skills!"

There was a commotion outside the venue, especially Yang Tingjun and the two elders, who could no longer stand...