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

Chapter 507

"Ding ding ding!"

Guan Zizai took a step back, swinging his arms with the Chixiao Zhantian Sword to slash and resist.

He took thirteen steps back before he dissipated the remaining power of the blue-gold sword.

Feeling the numbness in his arm, he stared at the opposite side.

"You..."

"You!!"

Guan Zizai was shocked and angry, and couldn't even speak for a while.

Luo Fanchen didn't even look up at him,

staring at the hand knife that was slowly retracting the sword light, moving to observe, and finally sighed helplessly:

"Other people's soul skills are not easy to use after all, and there are many flaws."

Guan Zizai's eyes were wide open, and it seemed as if a ball of fire exploded in his chest, burning his internal organs and impacting the remaining rationality, and he was extremely angry.

And the audience outside the venue,

Hearing this, their faces trembled and twitched, and they were speechless for a while.

"Brother? You call this a flaw?"

"The hand knife against the broadsword, the first knife genius made him retreat again and again, you tell me this is called not using it well?"

The cheering groups of other empires were directly frightened, and they looked at each other in bewilderment:

"Fuck, what the hell is this kid!"

"How can the bottom-ranked Canglong Empire produce such a thing?"

"Wait, aren't you curious why he can use the unique skills of the Chixiao Sect?"

Someone exclaimed and prompted, and others also realized this problem.

Suddenly shuddered,

Although they didn't understand how Luo Fanchen did it, they were all shocked.

"Hurry, help me up!!!"

In the rest area of ​​the Canglong Empire,

Niu Gaoan, who was disemboweled by Guan Zizai's sword, sat up in shock from his dying illness, shouting that his big brother was awesome:

"Fuck you, Guan the Clown, aren't you proud and arrogant? You should also try the fear of being dominated by this pervert Luo!"

Someone patted his shoulder, signaling him to calm down and not be so excited.

Niu Gaoan shook his shoulders and waved his fists: "Don't get close to me, I want to cheer for Luo the champion!!"

Someone else said speechlessly: "No, I want to say that you are bleeding on my face."

Niu Gaoan looked down and saw that the intestines that had just been stuffed back and the belly that had been sewn up had broken again, and blood was gushing out like several small fountains.

He gritted his teeth, pressed his belly tightly with a big hand, and looked up at the ring, not wanting to miss a minute or a second.

"Oh, it's just a minor injury, don't panic if you're not going to die!"

"Help me up, I can still spray!!"

"I want to see how Guan Zizai is dominated by Luo Zhuangyuan to despair!!!"

Jian Jiujue, whose sword heart was damaged, and Ye Wudao, who was lost and dejected, looked up, and the spirit in their eyes gradually recovered.

What I felt when I was against Luo Fanchen was disgusting and uncomfortable.

It was so cool to be teammates in the same camp, and the sense of security was directly maximized.

Xiao Fengxian and Huang Ning'er were together, and their expressions were extremely strange.

"This... this guy... didn't even use his full strength to hit us?"

Xiao Fengxian clenched her fists, her pride frustrated: "This bastard, he's so good at hiding!!"

The hot and sexy Huang Ning'er opened her mouth and made a soft and tender voice: "Is there... is there... a possibility, hit... hit..."

Xiao Fengxian spat impatiently: "Don't hit me."

"You mean, he is a natural nemesis of us, and he doesn't need to use his full strength to hit us, right?"

Huang Ning'er nodded: "Yes..."

The two women were silent, and at the same time they were heartbroken.

"He knows the way of the sword?"

Yang Xiruo looked surprised. Who would have thought that a soul master with a plant martial spirit could actually perform the sword skills? This is not right.

Yang Jinghong was also confused. He didn't know when his elder brother would learn this trick.

What the hell, the hateful brother-in-law, secretly leveling up behind his brother-in-law, right?

"Sister, be sensible and come with me to welcome my brother-in-law off the stage!"

"Otherwise it will be too late to regret..."

Yang Jinghong tightly shut his mouth, because the beautiful eyes of his elder sister were already flashing with gunlight. The natural blood suppression of his elder sister on his younger brother made him dare only to secretly "go crazy like a sow", and dare not disobey him in person.

The second prince frowned, and his special silver eyes locked on the details of Luo Fanchen's movements.

Huang Yan still ignored his father who was so angry that he jumped up and down and all the restlessness on the ring.

Close your eyes and rest, and concentrate on practicing.

"Asshole, asshole!!"

The roar of anger exploded, and Guan Zizai's eyes were full of red bloodshot.

I can't figure out why the other party would perform the Heaven-Slaying Style.

Luo Fanchen said: "Don't be discouraged, I recognize your strength."

"One knife failure doesn't mean anything."

"You have to persist!"

Damn it!

How did this become chicken soup for the soul?

The audience was stunned. What kind of tricks did Luo pull off?

Comforting the opponent on the stage.Cheer up the opponent?

In any case, Guan Zizai, who was extremely angry, drank this bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

"Yes, I haven't lost yet!"

"I still have a chance!!!"

"Boom!"

Guan Zizai's relaxed palm suddenly clenched the Chixiao Heaven-Slaying Sword:

"Luo Fanchen!"

"I don't know where you stole the Heaven-Slaying Style from, but Guan still has three swords."

A red soul power burst out from his palm, resonating with the Chixiao Heaven-Slaying Sword.

A red light column shot up into the sky, and then above the sky, nine Chixiao long swords split into pieces, cutting through the long wind, and falling down with dazzling sword light.

"Heaven-Slaying Style 2: Wind-Slaying·Red Light Falling Blade!"

"Swish, swish, swish!"

A series of black lotus light shields with a strong dark aura were released, covering Luo Fanchen layer by layer.

"Dangdangdang——"

Nine red sky swords fell from the sky, like thunder, bombarding the black lotus shield.

"Didn't the shield break once?"

"Why is there another???"

The endless black lotus shield not only disgusted Guan Zizai, but also made the audience look questionable. The fat man Shi Potian exclaimed excitedly:

"I am not alone in my path!!"

"This is a fellow Taoist!!!"

"Fellow Taoist, please stay, we must make friends and discuss the way of defense together!"

Seeing that Luo Fanchen could only rely on the endless black lotus shields for passive defense, and there was no movement of using sword skills on his hands, the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately!

This guy will not use the second move, otherwise it would be too outrageous.

Guan Zizai became more and more confident: "Come on!!"

"Show me another move, hahaha, break it for me!!"

The falling blade knife energy exploded, shattering the black lotus shield.

Luo Fanchen let out a playful sneer from the corner of his lips: "As you wish!"

The power of the mysterious replication of the Heavenly Eye circulated, along the eight extraordinary meridians, and was poured into the knife on his right arm. As fast as the wind, he slashed into the air nine times in a row.

"Clang clang clang!"

The knife rang suddenly, and nine blue-gold knife lights rushed into the sky in a counterattack.

It collided fiercely with the nine red-light falling blades, and the explosion was deafening.

"No..."

"Impossible!"

Guan Zizai's arms trembled, and he couldn't believe that the other party had even learned the second move in advance.

He vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the other party not using the skills after the Heavenly Eye was opened.

But he would never dare to imagine that the other party could replicate his skills in an instant. He didn't know how many years he had practiced hard for this knife.

Why was the other party so perverted!

Before the audience exclaimed, Guan Zizai, who was shocked and angry, performed the third knife.

"Xuanxiao·Lightning, Thunder and Flame!!"

A stunning blade light spanned the void, hanging above Guan Zizai's head, aiming at Luo Fanchen, with lightning surging, flames rolling, shining with red clouds, and slashing up.

Luo Fanchen pushed his delusion-breaking pupil to the extreme, and his soul power was running at full capacity.

If it weren't for the repeated limit-breaking and the foundation of the Ancestral Dragon Swallowing Heaven Art, the consumption of such a replica skill would have dragged his body down long ago, and he would definitely not have been able to hold on until now.

But there is no if, above Luo Fanchen's head, the same blade light shimmered.

A terrifying blade light that lingered around the two worlds of water and fire, blending and mixing, condensed.

Fighting in the air!

"Bang——"

The sky turned white, illuminating the night, water broke, fire collapsed, thunder cracked, and lightning shattered.

"No——"

Guan Zizai used three swords in succession, all of which were resolved by Luo Fanchen using the same method. He was mentally disordered, unable to understand, and even more unable to accept this reality.

"Why is this happening!"

Hundreds of thousands of spectators in the audience stared with their eyes wide open, equally surprised at how a plant-based soul master could master the sword art so horrifyingly, on par with Guan Zizai.

Bai Yingyue opened her mouth slightly, and could even clearly see the cute pink tongue: "Teacher, this... did you secretly give special treatment to my senior brother?"

"Although your senior brother's comprehension is beyond ordinary people, he should have used tricks at this moment."

Di Weiyang has amazing eyesight, and although her words are plain, her heart is still shaken.

Secret skills...

What Luo Fanchen used just now is definitely a secret skill. Could it be taught by the masters of the disabled old people's home?

She thought this kid was not doing well in the disabled old people's home.

Such a magical skill, I'm afraid that even his own son would have to think about whether he is filial before passing it on, how can he teach outsiders casually?

Guan Canghai raised his momentum and questioned angrily, his voice like thunder, shaking the arena below: "Luo Fanchen, where did you steal my sect's unique skills from!!!"

"Tell the truth!"

"Steal?"

Luo Fanchen raised his eyes to the sky and said calmly: "The boy is clearly imitating openly, isn't it all taught by your son?"

"Nonsense!"

Guan Canghai denied it loudly and was about to attack.

In fact, he vaguely noticed that Luo Fanchen's eyes were strange, whether it was stealing or not was not important, at this timeIt was a good opportunity to challenge this kid and buy time for his son to recuperate.

Tianwu Wang leaped up, his robe rustling. Even if the opponent was the sect master, he was not afraid at all. He supported Luo Fanchen and said, "Sect Master Guan, the game is not over yet, please respect yourself!"

"Four Heaven-Slaying Styles: Chixiao·Yan Mo Three Swords!!"

Guan Zizai poured all his mind into this last sword.

He struck a peak blow.

A phantom of Yan Mo emerged from the air, holding a demon-slaying sword, with iron rings rattling on it, and slashed three times in a row, each sword superimposed.

"The Fifth Style of Peeping into the Sky God Refining: The Way of Heaven is Clear, and the Way is Restored!!"

The enemy's ultimate move has been released, and Luo Fanchen's eyes are no longer restrained.

The mysterious silver pattern on the brow glows brightly, reflecting the opponent's fighting skills, bringing all the details into his eyes, and the pupil power interweaves with the soul power, outlining the silk thread, condensing a picture.

"Boom!"

Luo Fanchen's movements perfectly replicated Guan Zizai's, and he slashed out with his hand knife.

"Hua La——"

Above Luo Fanchen's head, a cyan-gold phantom condensed, and the crowd exclaimed, because unlike Guan Zizai, the phantom's face was Luo Fanchen himself.

The phantom slashed out with a large ring knife, colliding with the three Yama knives.

Give him a taste of his own medicine.

Replicating fighting skills in front of the world made Guan Canghai speechless even if he wanted to attack.

"Boom!"

Luo Fanchen's real mental power, soul power, and physical strength were all above Guan Zizai, and the phantom slashed the three Yama knives.

The Yama phantom shattered, and all the domineering aura was shattered and annihilated.

Luo Fanchen's replica of the knife, like a rotten wood, slashed towards Guan Zizai.

The audience went crazy, grabbing their hair with both hands.

"I told you to imitate, not to surpass!"

"This..."

"What kind of skill is so perverted?"

The young man looked stunned,

staring at Luo Fanchen, recalling what he had said during the day.

At that time, the two of them were just joking.

He said that what he dreamed of was to see the sword skills of the Chixiao Sect. Luo Fanchen said that he would learn it during the competition and pass it to him after he learned it. The young man just thought it was a joke.

After all, bragging is not like this.

Result...

The boast was realized? ? ?

On the stage that the young man was staring at, the sword light fell and chopped towards Guan Zizai's head. The other party had no strength to fight back, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Grabbing his hair fiercely, he shouted speechlessly:

"Not my brother!"

"Stop bragging, I thought you were joking with me, you are serious!!"