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

Chapter 508

The shadow of the Qingjin original body above Luo Fanchen's head swung his sword and chopped down, as if to cut the arena in two.

The domineering and confident Guan Zizai's shoulders trembled at this time, his eyes were blank,

He was defeated by a plant-type soul master in the field he was best at, and the other party also learned his skills during the battle. He simply couldn't accept this reality.

He even forgot to resist the sword light that was chopped down on his head.

"Fuck!"

"Is this going to kill two people?"

"I will use your sword to cut your body, with the utmost silent contempt..."

The audience around exclaimed, their eyelids twitching wildly.

He killed the young master of the Mingying Sect first, and this time he chopped towards Guan Zizai of the Chixiao Sect without hesitation. What about human relationships? Doesn't Luo Fanchen worry about the consequences of offending the ten major sects at all?

The White Tiger Empire's cheering group issued a harsh condemnation:

"What kind of character is this Luo Fanchen? He killed everyone who lost the ability to resist?"

"Yes, this guy has obviously won, but he still wants to kill them all?"

"He is bloodthirsty. What's the difference between him and the group of monsters in the Blood Demon Sect!!"

Luo Fanchen didn't even blink at the criticism and ridicule around him.

The blade fell down, his eyes were as clear as fire, and he sneered coldly: "If you don't take action now, when will you take action? How long will you hide?"

Whether it was the audience who denounced Luo Fanchen or other people who heard the voice, they were all stunned.

Who is he talking to!

Guan Zizai, who was paralyzed with his eyes blank and decadent, heard this and his eyes changed in shock.

He swept away the previous decadence and showed the terrifying combat experience of the disciples of the big sect.

He threw the Chixiao Zhantian Sword in his hand like a javelin at Luo Fanchen, and the tip of the sword surrounded by red clouds was aimed directly at Luo Fanchen's heart.

At the same time, he stepped heavily with his left leg, and a special black light surged out. In the instant when the black flash burst out, he disappeared strangely from the original place, avoiding the blue-gold sword light that fell on his head.

The sword light slashed on the ring, and the ring shook and vibrated loudly.

And the next moment, a black light flashed behind Luo Fanchen,

Guan Zizai appeared out of thin air, and a special beast roar came from his right arm. The entire right arm bone twisted and deformed in an instant, solidifying into a mantis sickle.

The mantis sickle was cold and sharp, and it slashed fiercely at Luo Fanchen's neck.

"Luo Fanchen, this time I'll see whether you will die or not!"

Guan Zizai's expression was cold, and the sound squeezed out of his teeth concealed the fierce wolf nature.

Being unruly is just his daily disguise.

He is responsible for showing a frustrated look when he is defeated, paralyzing the opponent and letting the opponent relax.

When the opponent is proud, it is the best time for him to attack.

The ultimate back-up has always been his two special soul bones.

The soul bone of the leg comes from the rare Boundary Breaking and Escape Beast.

The Escape Soul Skill can complete the black flash and move instantly.

The soul bone of the arm comes from the 30,000-year-old Extreme Blade Mantis. The soul skill of the Swift Wind Blade is as fast as the wind and as fast as thunder. With the black flash, it is enough to make the enemy's head fall before he can react.

Now Luo Fanchen is threatened by the Chixiao Zhantian Sword thrown in the previous breath.

He flashes and swings the sword behind him.

Under the pincer attack from front and back, Luo Fanchen, who has just launched a round of sword light slashing, how can he stop it before he can raise his new strength? Death is the only destination.

Seeing the situation on the field reversed at two levels, the unexpected audience collectively exclaimed.

"Dang!!"

A deafening sound of metal clashing rang out.

When the audience saw the situation on the field, their eyes trembled fiercely, and they looked at the field in disbelief. Guan Zizai's heart twitched violently, and he stared with his eyes fixed.

Luo Fanchen lightly raised a finger of his right hand, and without turning his head, he blocked the mantis sickle behind him.

That jade-like finger was like a natural moat, not allowing Guan Zizai to cross the line;

And the Chixiao Zhantian Sword, which rushed towards him with a sonic boom, was firmly fixed in the void by the power of the silver sky pupil. Luo Fanchen's sky pupil between his eyebrows was releasing divine light, and his divine power was like a prison, as handsome and compelling as the reader.

"No!"

"How could this happen!!!"

Guan Zizai really collapsed this time.

He has the strength and the brain, why did such a calculation fail in the end!

"Good acting."

Luo Fanchen shook his head slowly and smiled: "Unfortunately, you picked the wrong opponent."

"Buzz!"

The sky pupil glared, and the silver light was dazzling.

The Chixiao Zhantian Sword suddenly exploded and turned into fragments and flew back to Guan Zizai's body.

Guan Zizai groaned in pain and spit out blood.

Although his martial soul was injured and could be restored through warming, the backlash at this moment made his vitality drop sharply.

"Dang!"

Luo Fanchen flicked his finger,

The great power brought by the Holy Dragon Soul Bone and the Five Poisons Devouring Gold Claw attached to his right arm forcibly bent Guan Zizai's blade mantis arm, as if he was hit by a ferocious beast, vomiting blood and flying out.

"Where are you going!!"

Luo Fanchen glared, and the iron-blooded killing aura surged and rose.

This place is a ring, he treated both male and female players equally, not to mention that Guan Zizai obviously wanted to kill him, how could he be merciful and let the tiger go back to the mountain.

He shook the ground and broke through the air to catch up.

He bent his arms and punched in the air, the flames were blazing, and he was merciless.

The opponent's eyes were horrified, and he twisted his body desperately to dodge, and finally punched Guan Zizai's abdomen.

His liver and intestines were broken, blood stained the sky, and it was instantly burned by the red gold flame.

"Dog barking, you keep barking!!"

"Damn, a bunch of stinky bastards!"

"Where is the little flat fan that insulted my brother-in-law just now, where is the Holy Mother, get out!!"

"It is obviously your Empire players who are despicable and shameless, and want to sneak attack without martial ethics!!"

Yang Jinghong deliberately rushed to the cheering group area of ​​the White Tiger Empire, single-handedly spraying everyone, vowing to seek justice for his brother-in-law, and not allowing anyone to taint Luo Fanchen's character.

The audience of the White Tiger Empire, who had just stood on the moral high ground and pointed fingers at Luo Fanchen, were now speechless after being rebuked by the young master of the Golden Hair. They were in the wrong, and this "battle against the wind" could not be fought at all.

"Asshole, stop it!"

"Don't hurt my son!!"

Thunder roared from the sky, and Guan Canghai, who loved his son dearly, attacked in anger, and a domineering sword light shattered the void, trying to split Luo Fanchen in two.

"Ang!!"

King Tianwu was well prepared, fearing that someone would harm Luo Fanchen, and he attacked at the first time, and a dragon fist blasted out, and an ancient blue dragon whistled past, shattering the void and colliding with the domineering sword light.

"Bang——"

A terrifying space crack exploded in the sky, like a terrifying beast opening its ferocious mouth.

"Boom--"

Above the sky,

A terrifying wind and thunder wave suddenly descended. No one expected that the White Tiger Emperor would disregard his face and attack at this time, suppressing the Tianwu King Dragon Fist, allowing Guan Canghai's attack to leak out a little, pressing towards Luo Fanchen.

Even if it was just a trace of the sword light power of a super-powerful person, it was enough to kill the Soul Saint in an instant.

On the ring, Luo Fanchen's pupils shrank after he pierced Guan Zizai's abdomen, and he quickly pulled his arm to dodge, but the sword light was too fast, so he could only summon the black lotus shield and block it with his right arm.

"Pop--"

Several black lotus shields were broken one after another, and the slightly weakened sword light slashed firmly on Luo Fanchen's right arm, breaking his skin and breaking his flesh.

It collided with the bones that concealed the breath of the Fire Saint Dragon, and a sharp grinding sound was heard.

"Puff!"

Luo Fanchen spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he also forcibly resisted this trace of sword light.

His angry eyes were horrified. He did not expect Chaofan's attack to be so terrifying.

He now realized that he was so arrogant in front of Di Weiyang before.

He was dancing on the edge of a knife. He was grateful to the Pope for not killing him.

He was shocked and angry. The major sect leaders, emperors, including Guan Canghai, and hundreds of thousands of spectators in the audience were all dazed and stared at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Tianwu Wang, Yan Wang and others were originally shouting that it was not good, but they did not expect Luo Fanchen to resist it himself.

"This..."

"Blocked it?"

"How is it possible!"

"This guy actually resisted Chaofan's blade?"

"Sect Master Guan is not an ordinary supernatural strongman. He once killed the three blood demon sect supernatural guardians with a knife, and he also has two hundred thousand year soul bones!!"

"He resisted Chaofan's attack, but only injured his flesh and blood, and his arm was not broken?"

"Wait!"

The faces of hundreds of thousands of spectators in the audience twitched again.

Because Luo Fanchen summoned the green lotus in his palm, the bloody arm quickly recovered under the healing of the green light, and the wound healed. In a few breaths, it was back to normal.

"It's done?"

"It's done now?"

"Only the top-level auxiliary soul masters can have such healing effects when using soul skills!"

"How come this guy's healing ability is even more abnormal than his attack power! Is strong attack just a side job, a hobby?"

"Humph!"

Guan Canghai snorted coldly. His original intention was to cut off this boy's arm and destroy his talent.

Even if there was a trace of residual power from the sword, it would be enough to do it easily. He didn't expect that this boy's bones were so tough. Now he had to do it once and for all. How could he watch his son's life being hurt and the genius of the mortal enemy empire growing up safely?

He burst into murderous intent and killed Luo Fanchen without caring about his face.

"Enough!"

The sleepy eyes of the Canglong Emperor suddenly opened, and nine dragon shadows roared throughout the venue.

The White Tiger Emperor also attacked, confronting the Blue Dragon Emperor.

"You are the dignified sect leader, do you still have shame!!"

The pressure was relieved, and the Tianwu King caught up with Guan Canghai, and attacked with anger, punching and kicking, breaking the void.

"Shua——"

The shadow of the dark butterfly flashed, and it turned out that it was Mingtian who wanted to take the opportunity to kill Luo Fanchen.

"Old thing, you are still thief!"

The curse came, and the Yan King broke through the air, pushed out his palms, and blasted against Mingtian.

The purple-haired Zhan Doudou grinned and took out the halberd: "Damn, no matter whoFight, I, the old man, will help!"

A force of dark water blocked him in front, and it was the little turtle on the imperial chair who sent a message: "Don't go! If it turns into a three-nation war, the people of the empire will suffer."

The Great Elder and Mang Bulu both wanted to help, but King Yu and King Kuang got ahead of them: "You two don't have to help, the help of the two of us is enough to crush the White Tiger Empire!"

The two kings said they were going to help,

Besieging Xiang Mingtian and Guan Canghai, they were actually secretly acting as Luo Fanchen, and would rather let the Great Emperor Canglong blame them later and not admit it! They also wanted to create an opportunity for the enemy to kill Luo Fanchen.

"Dad, kill that old Bideng, it's too shameless! ! "

Yang Jinghong called for his father to take action,

The night sky was suddenly covered with a layer of brilliant holy light, and powerful soul power fluctuations swept the entire venue, suppressing the extraordinary strong men in the battle.

The audience was surprised, "The Pope actually took action? ? "

It seemed unexpected, but thinking of the Pope's character, it seemed reasonable.

"You have acted too much. "

The light of Di Weiyang's phoenix eyes flowed, and every inch of her snow-white skin exuded powerful soul power fluctuations. The void collapsed between her gestures.

All the extraordinary actions of the fight were affected by the pressure of Di Weiyang's intervention.

And King Tianwu and King Yan made a light exclamation.

Strange!

Why do they feel relaxed all over, as if the power of the Pope is still blessing them.

Is this the legendary partiality?

King Yan was almost moved to tears. The Pope must be taking care of me.

How could they miss this opportunity? Suddenly, they burst into strength and attacked their respective opponents.

King Yan punched Mingtian's eye socket, and King Tianwu dodged and kicked, and swept Guan Canghai's back of the head with a whip kick, kicking him staggering, his hair scattered, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Damn it! ! "Mingtian roared in shock: "You are not affected?"

Guan Canghai turned his head and glared: "Di Weiyang, what do you mean? "

Emperor Weiyang glanced at him lightly,

He closed his phoenix eyes directly, and still used his soul power to suppress the White Tiger Empire's strong men. At this time, silence was the loudest response, and he stood firm.

Emperor Canglong was confused,

This woman has always been aloof, how can she help my Canglong Empire?

Give the two kings a chance to beat the opponent?

"Hmph, you beat up my teacher's confidant, it would be wrong if I didn't kill you!"

Bai Yingyue stared with her beautiful eyes, puffed up her cheeks with anger,

She looked at Luo Fanchen's direction with her peripheral vision, feeling very distressed. Fortunately, her arm has recovered now, but she still feels distressed.

Damn it!

"Enough! ! "

Flames burst out, and the four priests stepped on the void to separate the battlefield. Wearing platinum robes, they were like the most fair defenders: "Let this priest say something fair!"

"On the stage, life and death are determined by fate, and everything is up to God. "

"If you don't surrender, you deserve to die. If we, the strong men, intervene, we will break the rules of the World Championship."

Bai Yingyue was surprised. Has this disgusting and sinister old guy changed his nature?

A medical miracle, a dog's mouth can actually say such human words!

The trembling spectators finally breathed a sigh of relief. A battle ended. Guan Canghai, with the shoe prints of King Tianwu on his back, hurriedly took his son back and asked the leader of Jiuhong Fengming Sect, Li, to treat him.

"Are you okay, Luo boy!"

"Brother Luo, how do you feel!"

King Yan and King Tianwu came to Luo Fanchen and touched him left and right,

like caring for their own children and nephews.

"You two came down a little late, and you have recovered."

Luo Fanchen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, buried in his heart, and smiled and said: "That old dog Guan's powerful sword energy actually cut my flesh and blood. "

"Uh..."

"This..."

King Tianwu and King Yan looked at each other, their mouths twitching.

This kid knows how to make people angry.

King Tianwu said with a sigh, "Why didn't that old beast kill you just now? You're a nuisance if you don't die."

"Luo Zhuangyuan! Are you okay?!"

"Just now our two kings were protecting you wholeheartedly, and you didn't even say a word of thanks?"

King Yu came with King Kuang with a smile.

Luo Fanchen was disgusted, frowned, and was about to speak.

Yang Jinghong rushed over from the side: "Don't come here and be sarcastic."

"Double kings, two bastards, don't think I can't see what you two were thinking just now!"

King Yu's smile froze, and King Kuang was furious.

Luo Fanchen imitated King Yu's expression and said with a smile, "Don't blame the two kings, don't mind, he's just a child."

"Humph! "

The two kings were defeated and left in anger.

They had been bullied many times and never had the upper hand, so they wanted to kill more.

Luo Fanchen cut through the barriers with ease and locked in the top ten.

The superb imitation and reproduction ability caused countless bigwigs and audiences to discuss.

The Canglong Empire, which had been abused continuously and showed signs of decline, regained its vitality.

The great revenge was avenged, and NiuGao Wan was even more excited and howled.

He slid from the stretcher and rushed to Luo Fanchen to cheer and worship.

As a result, the sewn belly burst open completely, and Luo Fanchen was almost asked to eat blood sausage.

The third round of battles continued. The Dark Temple's descendant bowed twice and won again. The opponent fell into a state of soul disorder and vomited blood.

Yang Xiruo's moon-white cloak was not untied. There was only a dazzling purple lightning in the field. The opponent flew out of the field. There was a gun mark on his chest, which only hurt the clothes and did not damage the skin.

The exquisite control and the skills were close to the Tao, which made everyone dumbfounded.

Soon, his mother sacrificed to the sky, and the second prince of the young emperor with boundless strength appeared on the stage.

The opponent was the young master of the Panlong Sect, who was born with supernatural power, Mang Shang!

When the battle started,

Luo Fanchen, who was praised and worshipped by the young people in society, moved his ears slightly and his expression changed.

Suddenly, a cold and royal sister's voice rang in my ears, as pleasant as the collision of ice cubes, and it seemed to be blown by the cold wind from the Arctic ice field...