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

Chapter 385

"Gone?"

"Where is Jian Zi's ultimate move that combines five skills?"

"Just gone like that?"

"Oh my god, what soul skill did Luo Fanchen use, a sorcery?"

All the audience exclaimed in disbelief, unable to understand what they saw. At the moment Jian Zi slashed out the sword, they all thought the winner had been decided.

As a result, Luo Fanchen, the support who least looked like a support, once again showed an outrageous operation?

Jian Yixing, who had just sat down for a short while, stood up straight.

"This!!"

"This is impossible!!"

The Rain King and the Mad King opened their mouths in vain, maintaining a stiff smile.

As for Jian Jiujue himself, his head was buzzing, like a bolt from the blue.

He stared at Luo Fanchen with a pair of sword eyes that seemed to jump out of his eye sockets, looking crazy and shaking his head repeatedly:

"No!"

"No."

"How could you possibly take this sword that I spent a year to sharpen."

The green dragon vortex in Luo Fanchen's palm was compressed to the extreme at this time, hiding infinite sword energy, which was not released, and the palm amplified by the attached soul bone was oozing with blood.

His cold and serious face showed a rare look of approval.

"Jian Jiujue, I have to say, your move is very imaginative."

"It actually made me bleed, enough to be proud of."

Jian Jiujue's palm trembled, feeling offended, and the sense of shame swelled in his heart, but the most "murderous" thing was that the other party's face was full of sincerity, without the slightest false provocation.

"You..."

"You're going too far!"

The audience was stunned.

Ah, this...

Big brother! You are a support, a support!!!

For a moment, they were speechless. This statement was really a joke.

"Buzz!"

The green lotus emerged and healed the bloody scratch on Luo Fanchen's palm in a breath.

"It's rude not to return the favor. I'll give you your sword skills back."

He aimed his palm at Jian Jiujue, and the blue dragon vortex that had accumulated to the extreme exploded.

The chaotic infinite sword intent gushed out, and the sword light blasted back to Jian Jiujue.

"Not good!"

The pupils of Jian Yixing in the sky shrank.

"Ah!"

Jian Jiujue screamed soon. In the storm of sword blades, the cloth clothes were cut into pieces by the sword intent, and the cut flesh and blood scattered.

Soon he turned into a bloody man.

The shrill screams made the audience's hearts palpitate and tremble with fear.

"Cruel."

"Too cruel."

"Returning the favor? This move of his can not only absorb, but also release?"

"Self-created soul skills! It turns out that not only Jian Jiujue has self-created soul skills, but he also has them!!"

"Too terrifying, with such talent, he only has auxiliary martial arts spirits, but also has such unparalleled combat power?!"

The battle was quickly interrupted by the referee and declared over.

"Qianlong City, Luo Fanchen wins!!!"

Instantly, the cheering people in Qianlong City burst into deafening cheers.

The top four ensured absolute fairness to prevent the accidental draw of two strong teams. The cross-match system was used. Previously, Luo Fanchen defeated Lin Shengyi, and the top three were probably stable.

Now he has won two games in a row, locked in the second place, and directly entered the finals.

This is a good result that the people of Qianlong City dared not dream of for countless years, even before the start of the competition, without any water! !

Luo is awesome! ! Big Daddy will take care of you! !

"Woo woo woo."

"Master Jian!"

At this moment, there were countless girls in Jianwang City crying.

Even though Luo Fanchen was handsome, they still insisted on liking their own players.

Seeing Jian Jiujue turned into a bloody man on the field, her heart was broken, and she wanted to rush over and hug him.

And Lin Shengyi, who was covered with white gauze, kept her eyes focused on Luo Fanchen, and flashed an indescribable curiosity, what kind of person is this guy.

So strong.

"Jue'er!"

"Swish!"

The sword light flashed in the night sky, and Jian Yixing rushed to the ring at the first time.

Jian Jiujue, who was covered with holes and turned into a bloody man, always held on and did not fall down.

Eyes covered with blood, still staring at Luo Fanchen,

Ignoring his father's concern.

Jian Yixing ignored the blood and grabbed Jian Jiujue's wrist. He found that his son's injuries were only to his bones and muscles, and his Dantian meridians were fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He stared at Luo Fanchen on the opposite side.

Luo Fanchen bowed: "What advice do you have, Master Jian?"

Before Jian Yixing could speak, Jian Jiujue's lips moved, blood flowed, and he trembled:

"Dad, I lost sincerely, and he finally... showed mercy."

"Dad knows that I can't afford to lose." Jian Yixing, the stern-faced head of the sword, smiled bitterly: "One failure is nothing, and it doesn't matter if you don't get first place, don't be discouraged."

FanThey were all ninth-rank masters, and they all saw clearly that Luo Fanchen moved his palm at the last moment and deliberately deflected the sword move to counterattack, otherwise Jian Jiujue would have died.

"Father, I..."

Jian Jiujue wanted to say that he would not lose again, but he had said this sentence too many times and felt bitter in his heart.

"Go back and calm down, you will win."

Jian Yixing bowed to Luo Fanchen, which surprised the audience. You know, this sword master is a ruthless person who kills decisively. Except for his family, he will not be so easy-going to outsiders.

"Young people are heroes."

"Young friend Luo is so talented that this master admires him. I must visit him if I have the chance."

Luo Fanchen has always been soft-hearted and not hard-hearted. He smiled and said modestly:

"I don't dare to be a hero. I am a bit mean, hahaha."

This joke made Jian Yixing feel interesting.

"Shua shua!"

Several rays of healing blue lotus light sank into Jian Jiujue's body, and thousands of sword scars on his body began to heal quickly, but Luo Fanchen deliberately did not restore his soul power.

But it was enough to make Jian Yixing feel good about him, at least he did not hate him, and his recognition and evaluation of Luo Fanchen was even higher.

King Yan poked King Tianwu beside him: "Tianwu, this guy doesn't have a daughter or niece, right?"

King Tianwu was stunned at first, then glared: "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"

"It seems that there is indeed no one, just a precious son."

"Huh... It's not a big problem."

Neither of them noticed that the fat sect leader who was smiling with narrowed eyes not far away was breathing rapidly, and his eyes were green.

With the third game of the semi-finals, the last battle started.

Ye Wudao of Dicheng vs. Lin Shengyi of Yanyuncheng

At the moment the battle started, Ye Wudao adopted the most ferocious fighting method, instantly releasing the ancient blue dragon martial spirit and rushing out, not giving Lin Shengyi any room to play.

He didn't even give Lin Shengyi a chance to speak, and was about to knock her off the stage.

He wanted to conquer this woman who was determined to win with a more powerful means than Luo Fanchen.

The strongest goddess assistant must be matched with him, the most prominent and powerful person in the young generation of the empire.

As a result, no one expected the purple air flying out of Lin Shengyi's cauldron.

Three big words were formed in the air in an instant: "I surrender!"

The game was immediately stopped by the Soul Saint-level referee.

Ye Wudao braked urgently and stopped attacking.

It was like punching the air, and he was so angry that his teeth itched. What kind of operation is this? Who did he learn it from?

More than 200,000 viewers were stunned by Lin Shengyi's god-level operation.

Looking at the three big words condensed by the purple air in the sky for a long time.

After holding it in for a long time, she finally uttered a word:

"Six."

The elder was furious off the court. She had learned bad things. Her own goddess had learned bad things.

Lin Shengyi's face flushed, but she had a vague understanding in her heart.

Was it to judge the situation?

This trick was a bit shameless, but it seemed to be really useful. She didn't have to be beaten, eh?

The fairy, who was admired by everyone, blushed and secretly glanced in the direction of Qianlong City.

It turned out that the man was also looking at her. When he noticed her little move, he quickly retracted his gaze, like a child who had done something wrong, his heart pounding.

Time went back, and it was midnight.

The stadium was still lively, and the enthusiasm of the crowd did not diminish, especially the masters of the Imperial City were particularly excited, because the competition was coming to an end.

The final battle for the third and fourth places began.

Lin Shengyi vs. Jian Jiujue.

Everyone thought that Jian Jiujue could quickly defeat Lin Shengyi, but they found that Jian Jiujue's wooden sword was gone, and his mental and soul power were depleted, and he was extremely weak.

He was so weak that he was almost penetrated by Lin Shengyi's healing, and his blood vessels were throbbing and bursting.

"This kid is really a thief. He deliberately didn't restore his soul power."

Lin Dingtian and King Yan discovered the favor Luo Fanchen had sent.

Jian Yixing also discovered it, and in the face of King Yu's provocative remarks, he replied: "It's a favor to help you heal your injuries. What's the blame for not helping you restore your soul power?"

This made King Yu's face more gloomy, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

On the ring, Jian Jiujue's body was shaky, and Lin Shengyi did not continue to "heal".

She actually began to slowly approach Jian Jiujue.

Everyone was stunned. Fairy Lin didn't hurry up to win the game. What was she going to do?

Jian Jiujue was weak and waved the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword to cut.

Lin Shengyi not only did not run far, but hid behind, and actually used her white and slender arms to lift up the Great Wilderness Purple Qi Cauldron, gritted her teeth and smashed it down.

"Dang!!!"

Under normal circumstances, Jian Jiujue's sword would definitely be able to swing this crude cauldron away.

But now, Jian Jiujue's wrist was numb, and the Seven Star Dragon Abyss flew out.

The audience was stunned.

Lin Shengyi gritted his teeth and smashed it again, much smoother than before, and even heard a whistling sound."Dang!"

Jian Jiujue blocked with his arms, the sound of bones breaking rang out, and his knees softened.

He knelt down and lay diagonally on the ground.

"Hu——"

The big tripod fell to the ground, Lin Shengyi blew a breath, and her face flushed under the white veil.

I don't know if it was because she was tired or too excited.

This was the first time in her life that she hit someone with a tripod, and it seemed... quite exciting? ?

A little bit cool.

For a moment, Lin Shengyi secretly looked at Luo Fanchen in the audience.

It was as if the door to a new world of assistance had been opened.

"Danger!"

The cute girl Lin Keke shuddered inexplicably.

As for the audience, Lin Dingtian, the great elder, and Lin Qianjue and other people from the sect were all stunned and speechless for a long time.

They should have cheered to celebrate the birth of the third place in the empire, which was also a good result of Yanyun City surpassing previous years, but now their attention was completely attracted.

How could a fairy swing a tripod to hit someone?

The girl next door has grown up, she is strong enough to pull up the mountains and has the courage to conquer the world? ? ?

This rough style of painting is not right, what is going on!

For a moment, all eyes looked at Luo Fanchen in a strange way.

When Luo Fanchen became the focus of the audience again.

"Boom!"

Emperor Sun Ye Wudao rushed to the ring with a thunderous voice.

"Referee, the game for the weak is over, can the finals start?"

"Don't waste time."