N-A-A Chapter 504
Chapter 504
"Hiss!"
"Ha——"
"Spicy, spicy, spicy."
Yang Jinghong flapped his tongue desperately with his palm. He didn't know where his brother-in-law got the spiritual pepper from. It was so scary.
He looked at Luo Fanchen, the purple-haired old man and the young man who were eating beside him, and he was so greedy.
Regardless of the feeling that his taste buds were about to explode with spiciness, he put his chopsticks into the red oil hot pot like a robbery, picking up the purple crystal tuna slices that had just been put into the pot.
The rice is delicious only when you fight for it!
"Go away, little golden retriever, if you can't eat spicy food, don't sit at the same table with us!"
Zhan Doudou stretched out his hand to push,
In the end, he couldn't push the golden-haired young master who was holding the rice bowl and eating actively.
Zhan Doudou smacked his lips covered with oil, looked at Luo Fanchen and said in surprise: "Little retching, old man, I find you are quite patient?"
Luo Fanchen was busy fighting with the young man for the tripe that had just been put into the pot. The battle was fierce and he had no time to reply.
Zhan Doudou found it more and more interesting, and reminded: "Killing Ye Feng and slapping the second prince in the face, the other party will definitely not let you go, aren't you worried?"
"The second prince is not an ordinary monster."
Under the resentful eyes of the young people, Luo Fanchen deliberately chewed the tender and crispy tripe with big mouthfuls, which was so delicious with the oil sauce.
He winked at Yang Jinghong.
The strongest mouth immediately understood and said to Zhan Doudou: "What's the big deal! It's just the second prince's little bastard. If he dares to have a problem with my brother-in-law, then kill him too."
"You, don't mention dirty things when you eat, it's unlucky."
Zhan Doudou laughed after hearing this, this kid is even more rogue than him.
He immediately had a love for talent in his heart.
"How about...you kid change your father, I promise to take you to eat delicious food, drink spicy drinks, and study the way of gangsters."
Luo Fanchen beside him was stunned. Good guy, there are still people who recognize their sons?
The question is,
You dare to have such a "filial" child?
Six!
Yang Jinghong waved his hands repeatedly, with a look of disgust, as if he saw through your evil plan: "One rebellious father is enough for this young master to worry about."
"Two?"
"You want to trick me into supporting you in your old age? Impossible!!"
Luo Fanchen, with greasy mouth, and the social youth looked at each other, and they could see the speechless eyes in each other's eyes. What a weird brain circuit these two people have.
Yang Jinghong said mercifully: "But I feel sorry for you, old man. If you are willing to kowtow three times, I can call you dad."
Zhan Doudou's eyes froze, wondering if he had heard it wrong.
Soon, his breathing became rapid, and he glared and cursed: "I'll knock your grandmother's leg!"
"How dare you talk to me like that?"
The old man and the young man quarreled like children,
Luo Fanchen and his wife took the opportunity to feast on the delicious food, eating a lot of delicious food, and the plate was empty.
The audience was so greedy that they looked resentful,
What, after giving out dog food, they poisoned the food at night. This group of four is too beastly!
Even the mangbuliu on the sky swallowed his saliva secretly.
He had eaten all kinds of delicacies, but he had never enjoyed eating and drinking with friends in an open-air environment in such a world competition.
It was a dark and windy night, and the west wind brought a faint smell of blood from the Black Blood Region.
The second round of battle ended quickly,
The various methods of the Tianjiao made people dazzled and called them perverted.
The female gun god of the Yang family seemed weak and even coughed up blood due to qi deficiency.
But on the stage,
Facing the fastest sect, Jin Buhuan, the number one prodigy of the Golden Emperor Falcon Sect.
Just by raising his slender arms,
there was a purple lightning flash across the sky, and the gun was invisible.
Just one shot, and the speed prodigy Jin Buer had nowhere to hide.
Blasted out of the ring.
And when the audience moved their eyes to look at Yang Xiruo again, the sickly girl had put on her moon-white cloak, wiped the mottled blood on the corner of her lips with a handkerchief, turned her back to her body, and walked down the ring with lotus steps.
For a moment, the audience shouted that they were open-eyed, and were shocked beyond words.
"Is this the terrifying combat power of the world's number one genius last year?"
"The Yang family spear fairy is so terrifying."
"Too scary, it seems that the other geniuses are in the same class, and the Yang family female spear fairy is in an independent class!"
"Don't rush to draw conclusions, there are too many weird and outrageous players in this competition."
After Yang Jinghong greeted his sister off the stage, he ran back to Luo Fanchen and said proudly: "Brother-in-law, look at my sister, isn't she cool!"
"Cool, cool!" The vengeful Zhan Doudou interjected.
Young Master Yang glared: "Old thing, you dare to scold my sister, Zhuo! I will fight you."
"Take out your halberd, and fight to the death!"
Zhan Doudou and the other person fought again, pinching necks and poking eyes, rolling in the audience, and the sense of humor was full, making the Sky Sect Master and the Emperor call it shameful.
"Boom!"
A domineering and unparalleledThe red blade flashed on the ring.
Niu Gaowan, who had worked hard to make it to the top 40 by bursting, screamed as Guan Zi cut his chest open with a knife. His flesh and blood were blurred, and his intestines were exposed.
If he had not dodged in time when it was dangerous, he would have been cut in two.
Guan Zizai was full of energy, holding the long knife with one hand and stroking his long beard.
"You are lucky."
"I will kill all the traitors in the Canglong Empire one by one."
The two empires have been resentful for a long time.
Jian Jiujue, Mang Shang and others glared at him when they heard the words, and were extremely indignant.
Even Lin Shengyi, who was indifferent, frowned.
Little cute girl Lin Keke also got angry: "Damn it!!!"
She was quite dissatisfied and said: "Why does my Canglong Empire rank last every year, while other countries' players are so talented and lucky!"
Ye Wudao in the distance was carried off the stage, his eyes were blank and he lost all his fighting spirit.
"Why!"
"Why!! "
He looked like a madman,
He couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out at all!
Why did he, who had cultivated to the level of Soul Emperor,
Why did he, who had the magical skill to weaken the enemy's combat power by 90%, lose so miserably.
It's okay that he couldn't defeat Luo Fanchen, even Yang Xiruo and the second prince couldn't pose any substantial threat to the other party, as if everything he was proud of as the grandson of the emperor had become a laughing stock.
Like a clown, he was trampled under the feet of the second prince and humiliated.
Is the gap really that big?
Fortunately, even if he lost, the emperor grandfather didn't seem to be angry and blame him.
There was an uproar on the stage, because Guan Zizai pointed his sword at Luo Fanchen.
He said,
"Guan doesn't kill unknown people with his sword. I hope you don't have the bad luck to meet Guan in the next round."
Luo Fanchen ignored him. He was full and dozed with his hands on the pillow. He listened to the noise around him, but his heart was in a kind of silence.
Yang Jinghong raised his eyebrows: "Who is talking?"
Zhan Doudou was disrespectful to the elderly and blinked: "You kid should say, where is the dog barking from."
The social youth muttered: "You all have big families and big businesses. If I weren't weak and pitiful, you would also say a few dirty words."
Guan Zizai was furious and glared at Luo Fanchen deeply.
"Boom boom!"
One wave has not subsided, another wave rises.
On the stage, the magic sword hummed, and the sword Jiujue Qixing Longyuan sword came out.
Attracting the stars in the sky, the fighting power doubled.
Long Yuan opened his sword, and the sword energy was compelling, which attracted the audience to applaud.
In order to ensure victory,
Jian Jiujue even united himself with the sword and performed the strongest secret technique of the Seven Star Long Yuan Sect:
"Use your own blood to nourish my divine sword, and temper the blade with your soul..."
"Blood Evil Sword!"
Blood Evil slashed out with a sword, as if cutting through the dark clouds covering the sky.
"Boom!"
The young man opposite him, who had always closed his eyes, opened his eyes, revealing a pair of molten gold pupils that seemed to contain divine power, and a golden sun rose behind him, illuminating the void.
The magnificent atmosphere, which could not be looked at directly, illuminated the dark night sky of the stadium.
As if it were daytime, the terrifying golden holy fire made the sword light tremble.
The young man raised his hand and picked it up, and the golden sun shrank rapidly, and the palm rotated.
Holding the sun in his hand, he slowly slapped it forward.
It was as if it was carrying a terrifying momentum, destroying everything in its path, illuminating thousands of sword lights.
It wiped out the terrifying secret technique of the Blood Sword.
The sword light shattered, and the sun shone brightly.
Jian Jiujue vomited blood unwillingly and covered his chest, kneeling on one knee, his eyes fixed on the terrifying young man shrouded in golden light in front of him, unable to believe the other party's strength.
It is rumored that the other party has two god-level martial spirits, and now he has only released one.
He lost?
Why is this happening!!!
Jian Jiujue could not understand the other party's strength, and a crack appeared in his sword heart in an instant.
Huang Yan stared at Jian Jiujue, whose aura was declining, indifferently, and said calmly and disappointedly:
"I will make a slight move, and that will be your limit."
"Your sword--"
"It's a little worse."
Jian Jiujue was unwilling to give up, and his sword will made him unwilling to give up.
"Go down."
Huang Yan's golden pupils glared, and a terrifying momentum like a raging sea burst out.
Jian Jiujue was blown out by the strong wind and fell to the ground with a bang.
The audience supporting the Canglong Empire was silent, and their momentum was extremely weak.
In order to block the information, the people in the Imperial City who knew Luo Fanchen's strength were still confined in the city, and the audience who came to cheer were all from the other nine king cities of Canglong.
"Old Canglong, your contestant is about to lose everything, right?"
Faced with the teasing of the White Tiger Emperor, the Canglong Emperor was not affected at all, and his eyelids did not even lift up. If it were not for his half-open eyes, he would have seemed to have fainted.
His eyes inadvertently swept over Luo Fanchen.
At the same time, Mang Shang relied on his natural divine power and the power of the Panlong Python., defeated a seventh-ranked genius from the White Tiger Empire and successfully advanced to the next round.
The audience exclaimed and discussed again, and even Luo Fanchen opened his eyes and observed carefully.
It was the black-robed descendant of the Dark Temple wearing the reincarnation mask who appeared again.
The moment the referee announced the start, she bowed to Huang Ning'er of the Divine Phoenix Empire.
She bowed twice, quickly and powerfully.
With her vigilance fully raised, the Soul Emperor Huang Ning'er, who flew in the air, spurted blood from her mouth.
The fiery soul power was disordered, and she landed with a bang.
Her cold and beautiful eyes were wide open, staring at the other party in shock and confusion, wondering what kind of means this person had used. Her chest was panting and her heart was trembling.
A dry and hoarse, crow-like voice came from behind the reincarnation mask.
"Give up."
"If I bow three times, you might die."
"No...no...impossible!!"
Hang Ning'er's sexy and hot body burst into six different colors of Phoenix Flame, condensed into one, gathered into a new fire, and burned the ring red.
The Dark Temple's heir shook his head and bowed.
"Bang bang bang——"
Hang Ning'er groaned, and the flames all over her body exploded.
With blood flowing from her mouth, she bit her lips unwillingly, and the backlash was severe, and she could no longer move.
Her eyes were full of deep fear.
The whole audience was in an uproar, and they felt it was incredible.
The audience didn't dare to breathe, thinking that they hadn't revealed any details.
They didn't see clearly how this genius made a move.
"Fuck, you can't even see him attack, how can we play like this?"
"Is the Dark Temple going to create an undefeated myth again?"
The big guys in the sky also stared, all looking at the Dark Palace Master who hid his appearance in the black robe. The other party was like a dead man, and there was no sound.
After several battles, the Tianjiao fought bloody battles to determine the results.
It was only the top 40 to the top 20, and the fight was extremely fierce.
You know, even the loser at the bottom of this round is the 40th in the world.
At the beginning of the competition, the most impressive thing was Luo Fanchen's courage, who was able to dominate the young master of the Nether Shadow Sect with the help of the plant martial spirit and kill him.
But later, it was the second prince with thunder and lightning and imperial power.
Even if his strength was weakened by 90% by Ye Wudao, his combat power was still overwhelming.
He stepped on Ye Wudao with just one kick.
There are also rumors about this.
When the second prince was filled with thunder, the White Tiger Emperor sacrificed the blood of the second prince's mother to refine it for him. The inside story is not that simple, and it was not in vain.
This child has already forged an invincible body, far beyond the realm of soul power.
Needless to say, Yang Xiruo, the champion of the last world championship, is naturally gifted and has always dominated the world. Now he has devoted half of his life to the way of the spear.
Even after two rounds, no one is worthy of her showing the Purple Lightning Divine Sky Spear.
The Holy Son Huang Yan is even more terrifying. He holds the sun in his hand, and his second martial soul has not yet appeared. It is said that he has been favored by the divine sign of the manifestation of the gods, and his opportunities are terrifying and against the sky.
The last heir of the Dark Temple,
The strange way of worship is hard to figure out, which makes people terrified.
This is just the tip of the iceberg. What about the martial soul and strength hidden behind it?
Shi Potian, the hunchbacked fat boy who made it to the third round by relying on the hardness of the dark water black tortoise shell to increase the damage and the output of mouth cannon, was about to cry: "What kind of monsters are these other forces!"
"Zhao!!"
Shi Potian looked up at the little turtle and shouted: "Dad! Dear dad! My good father!!!"
"If there is no soft persimmon in the next round, let's vote in advance."
"You don't want your son to be beaten to death!"
The little turtle on the imperial chair closed his eyes and couldn't bear to watch.
Royal blood, ancestral cowardice...
Soon, the third round of drawing lots ended,
Ye Xiying, who was full of pregnancy, volunteered again. This time, her beautiful legs shook, and she happily returned with the jade lottery ticket...