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

Chapter 373

The referee ruled that Qianlong City won the game.

There was no sound for a long time, and the shocked mood could not be calmed down for a long time.

I can't understand how an auxiliary body can be so strong.

The first elder and the third elder looked ashen.

Especially Lin Keke, who was sticking to Luo Fanchen in the distance, smiled sweetly at them, whether intentionally or unintentionally, as if hinting at something.

The two elders couldn't help but think of the bold words they had once made in the sect.

"Lost."

"Qian Jue actually lost."

"Lost to Lin Keke's so-called auxiliary master?"

The third elder's beard trembled, his hands trembled, and his face was slapped.

The first elder took a deep breath, but his mood could not be calmed down at all.

He also deliberately made an inside story, using favors and giving benefits to others, so that Lin Qian Jue happened to meet Luo Fanchen, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated miserably.

The first disciple of the outer sect suffered a tragic defeat, and the consequences were very serious.

The third elder asked hurriedly:

"Grand Elder, what should we do now? Will it affect the management of the outer sect!!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

The Grand Elder scolded: "Don't you see that Qian Jue is injured? It's important to treat this child's injuries first. Don't let him come down by himself. Go and help."

The third elder was stunned by the scolding. After countless years of getting along, isn't power the most important thing in the Grand Elder's heart?

Soon, he flew up and helped Lin Qian Jue back.

Lin Qian Jue didn't blame the Grand Elder for arranging the meeting with Luo Fanchen too early. He lowered his head like a child who made a mistake, and muttered bitterly:

"I'm sorry, Grand Elder, I lost and brought shame to our sect."

"Punish me, Qian Jue accepts the punishment."

The Grand Elder's cold and rigid face heard the guilty and lost voice.

Slowly shook his head.

An old hand with a little warmth was placed on Lin Qianjue's head.

Gently stroked it.

Lin Qianjue looked up in surprise. In the nearly twenty years of getting along, the elder had never done such an intimate thing to him.

"Good boy, you've worked hard."

"You tried your best."

"No one in the sect will blame you. If you lose, you lose. Win it back next time."

Listening to the elder's cold and awkward, even dry and stuttering words, Lin Qianjue's mouth opened wider and wider. He had always been educated strictly by the elder, even to the point of perversion, but this was the first time he heard such words.

His nose was a little sour.

"Elder, I..."

The old man shook his head, his face still cold and harsh, and he walked towards the graceful fairy covered with white gauze in the team.

"Shengyi, please help Qianjue heal his wounds."

The white gauze fairy withdrew her eyes from the waiting area of ​​Qianlong City, nodded slightly, summoned the purple qi cauldron, and cast the purple qi on Lin Qianjue.

Her eyes were a little absent-minded.

The opponent was obviously just a support, but he did not expect to behave so peculiarly.

The atmosphere in the two teams of Jianwang City and Emperor City was a little awkward at this moment.

I thought Luo Fanchen was just a clown who used conspiracy and trickery to usurp the championship fruit, but I didn't expect that he was not going all out at that time?

With the blessing of the Qilin pattern, the combat power was turned upside down.

Seven or eight ordinary soul kings were not enough for his pair of iron fists.

"Damn it, why are you playing tricks with such strength? Isn't this playing tricks on people?"

"That's right!"

The members of the Emperor City team were indignant.

"Noisy!"

Ye Wudao's face was gloomy and cold, and his blue pupils were shining with soul power.

"Luo Fanchen..."

"I underestimated you."

"That's more like it. I'm getting more and more excited that you have such strength."

Ye Wudao licked his lips, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit and domineering.

"Physical power, so this is your real trump card."

"It's similar to that mang Shang."

Jian Jiujue was wearing a plain clothes and the wooden sword behind him was hissing and clanging.

A confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Captain, Luo Fanchen is too good at hiding. How does he compare to you?"

Jian Jiujue smiled freely and said, "With my sect's sword skills, it's enough to break him."

Above the sky,

Seeing Luo Fanchen so fierce, the mad king and the rain king were furious.

"How can this kid hide so well!!"

"He has this trick?"

Other princes and clan leaders also showed surprised and stunned expressions.

The half-closed eyes of the Canglong Emperor opened and closed a little.

A strange light flashed in his eyes.

He asked: "Tianwu, I see that this boy has a Qilin tattoo, is it the secret magic of the Temple of Light?"

The mad king said angrily: "Ye Tianwu, explain to your father what the origin of this kid is, he can't be a spy of the Temple of Light!!"

"Don't put a hat on me!"

"You also saw that Luo XiaoWho can be willing to let such a talented boy go?"

King Tianwu had told Luo Fanchen last night, so he was mentally prepared.

He asked Jian Yixing: "Master Jian, if your family has such a genius, would you be willing to send him out as a traitor?"

Jian Yixing smiled and shook his head: "How can I be willing to do that?"

"It's precious." Lin Dingtian didn't need to ask, he took the initiative to support the joke.

Emperor Canglong asked in a cold voice: "I ask you, is this the secret method of the temple?"

"Secret method of divine painting?"

"It's not even worth half a coin."

King Tianwu shook his head blankly: "This is a secret skill that Tianyan and I got from a secret realm, and I also brought a bottle of elixir. No one has ever been able to practice this secret skill, but this kid just practiced it. He is a genius."

"If you don't believe me, ask Tianyan. ”

Seeing the eyes of the big guys gathered, King Yan nodded repeatedly and said with a smile:

"This king can indeed testify."

"Tianwu has the scroll that records the secret skills, and I have the bottle of elixir."

"Not long ago, Tianwu spent a lot of money to exchange all the elixirs from me for this kid."

Everyone dispelled their doubts and said that the two kings had a good opportunity.

Mang Buliu sighed with regret: "This boy can actually cultivate such a special secret skill. He is so talented. It's a pity that he has an auxiliary martial soul. If it is an attack martial soul, his combat power must be shocking."

Jian Yixing nodded: "It's a pity. This cultivation qualification is a waste of talent for auxiliary. "

King Yu and King Kuang were furious when they saw that they had failed to put the blame on someone.

King Yan cursed Tianwu for being unethical.

Thanks to my quick reaction, I caught up with him in time. I have never seen any of these secret realms, elixirs, or secret skills.

King Tianwu also called King Yan awesome.

He was able to make up such a story so quickly. It was obvious that this kid had been lying since he was a child.

"Oh?"

The Great Canglong Emperor was suspicious by nature. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why haven't I heard of such secret skills?"

Lin Dingtian said happily, "Your Majesty, this sect master has indeed heard of a sect that was destroyed 10,000 years ago. It has a tattoo secret skill called the Beast Pattern Chart, which requires taking beast blood elixirs to practice."

"As for the beast pattern on the face of Lin Qianjue of my sect, it should be caused by his special bloodline. His ancestors are likely to be a combination of humans and Qiongqi. ”

Then the Canglong Emperor gave up and stopped asking.

King Tianwu looked at King Yan, as if asking, have you communicated with this squinty-eyed man?

King Yan shrugged speechlessly, it was nothing.

What the hell is this beast pattern talisman, did this sect really exist in the world?

Lin Dingtian ignored everyone, and he seemed even happier that his disciples were defeated.

He was still holding the spiritual projection of the great elder in his hand, feeling very happy.

He always looked in the direction of Luo Fanchen, with a smile on his lips.

I can't be wrong, it's the secret method of divine painting.

This kid is quite complicated.

He has so many methods hidden and released them. This sect master didn't make a mistake. He is indeed a natural sixth.

The successor!!

The battle continues As the competition started, players were eliminated one after another. Of the 64 contestants, Ye Youling was defeated by Jian Jiujue. Now only eight people were eliminated, and the fourth round of draws was soon over...

Everyone was paying attention to who Luo Fanchen's opponent would be in this round. He had now become the only focus of the whole audience.

He was even more popular than the top three players in the previous competition.

More than 200,000 spectators were curious about how far a support player could go in this individual competition.

The audience in Qianlong City was so excited that they could not breathe.

Quarterfinals!

In this competition, a player from the team actually made it to the quarterfinals, an unprecedented situation!

If this news could be passed back to Qianlong City, I wonder how many people would be excited!!!