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

Chapter 351

"Boom boom!!!"

The first battle of the three groups on the ring soon began.

Sword King City vs. Twilight City, the field was full of sword shadows and bursts of light.

"Chi~"

Fresh and juicy, with a sweet aftertaste.

Luo Fanchen sat in the waiting area, eating the tender little melon washed by Ye Xi'an.

The ill-tempered princess gave the man enough face outside.

The princess was pounding her back from behind, and Ye Youling was pinching her legs in front.

The crowd of spectators noticed Luo Fanchen's state from the corner of their eyes, and their hearts trembled instantly.

"Is he here~"

"What is Luo Fanchen doing!"

"Is he here to compete or to vacation?"

"Too pretentious, if he is not beaten to death, all the Tianjiao players present will have the responsibility."

Not only the audience from other cities were denouncing Luo Fanchen, but even the people of Tianwu King and Qianlong City couldn't stand it, this was too hateful.

Luo Fanchen was speechless upon hearing this. He bit the small melon in his mouth and said vaguely:

"I've worked so hard in the fight, what's wrong with enjoying it?"

Li Xukun smiled and said, "Godfather, these people are just jealous. Can I help you massage your feet?"

"Go away."

Luo Fanchen looked disgusted: "I still like the way you were when you were unruly when we first met."

"Buzz——"

A dazzling golden light burst out on the field, like a rising sun, shining in all directions. All the audience closed their eyes and tears flowed from the corners of their eyes.

"Huh?"

"So dazzling?"

Luo Fanchen was surprised, and his pair of spiritual eyes stared at the battle situation on the stage without any hesitation.

The seven people possessed by the Twilight City martial spirit were all bald heads. At this moment, the seven people held hands and formed a circle, bursting out a strong light combination skill that even soul masters could not bear.

Even Luo Fanchen, who was far away in the audience and had spiritual pupils, felt the stinging pain in his pupils.

The players of Jianwang City on the field faced even more terrifying pressure.

Jian Jiujue and the other six teammates all closed their eyes in pain, with two lines of tears flowing from the corners of their eyes. It seemed that closing their eyes was useless, and they had to reach out to cover them.

"Duoshun! Which wicked thing in Twilight City developed this move?"

"You can't even open your eyes, how can Jianwang City fight?"

"Qianlong City, which has been the second for thousands of years, wants to counterattack, and Twilight City wants to join in the fun?"

On the dome, the King of Light bowed to the King of Swords and the leader Jian Yixing:

"It's an unfair victory, and I'm sorry for my humiliation."

The seven bald Twilight City members below seized the opportunity and killed the seven Jianwang City members who were unable to open their eyes when they were about to make a final blow.

"Keng!"

The sound of swords rang out.

The six people drew their swords at the same time, forming a sword formation to protect the surroundings.

Jian Jiujue closed his eyes and took off the wooden sword behind him. He turned his wrist and the sword flower was like a dragon.

The sword light was exquisitely extended to the attacking enemy.

The joint attack of the Twilight City Seven was instantly resolved, and their expressions changed.

"How could this happen!"

While they were in a trance, Jian Jiujue rushed out of the six-man sword formation with a wooden sword in his hand.

In the brilliant golden light, the young man in plain clothes slashed between the seven people with a sword.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

The Twilight City Seven, who were not good at attacking, were quickly defeated, and the ground was full of bald heads.

There were sword marks all over their bodies, and their clothes were torn, but they did not hurt their skin at all.

The dazzling light in the field converged, and the Twilight City team members looked at the young man in plain clothes who killed the seven of them with a sword in disbelief. He was slowly putting away the wooden sword in the middle of the field, and he never opened his eyes.

The King of Light was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and apologized:

"Oh my, you two, I really made a fool of myself."

"Master Jian, you have taught your son well, and I am convinced."

Jian Yixing shook his head: "The light attribute is not good at fighting. The move of Guicheng just now was really amazing, it was really amazing."

The King of Light sighed, secretly thinking that he was unlucky to meet the monster Jian Jiujue.

I thought that with the big move in hand this year, I would definitely be able to counterattack and get a good result.

It would be great if I met Qianlong City or something like that.

The people in the cheering group of Qianlong City immediately felt the pressure. Jian Jiujue knocked down seven enemies with just a wooden sword, and his martial spirit was not even opened.

Just as the audience was discussing and praising Jian Jiujue, an amazing scene appeared again.

The second game of the first group, Canglong Emperor City vs. Hurricane City.

As if stimulated by Jian Jiujue, at the beginning of the game, Emperor Sun Ye Wudao surpassed his teammates and rushed to the opposite side.

The seven people from Hurricane City were very angry, thinking that even the last champion was too arrogant, and they all used their strongest soul skills to attack the enemy together.

The seven tornadoes were all integrated, accumulating all the energy around.

"Ang!!"

The dragon roared, and the ancient blue dragon appeared out of nowhere, and the dragon's might shocked the whole audience.

Ye Wudao, covered with dragon scales, was cold and majestic, and he crossed the tornado domineeringly.

He was unharmed.

In three breaths, he punched seven people, and the entire army of Hurricane City was defeated.Overwhelmed, flew out of the ring.

The whole audience was in an uproar, but Ye Wudao said nothing.

His blue vertical pupils passed Luo Fanchen, not caring at all, staring at Jian Jiujue.

"Wait for you."

After speaking indifferently, he turned and walked off the stage, leaving only his back to everyone.

"Hiss——"

Li Xukun couldn't help but take a breath, "These guys are too cruel."

"Father finally met his match for his pretense."

"To be honest, I was scared."

Ye Longhe smiled bitterly. He once thought he was a genius, unique.

Later, he was beaten by someone,

and became honest.

He glanced at Luo Fanchen and couldn't imagine how badly they would lose without his father leading the team. Maybe their record would not be as good as in previous years.

Yang Meng felt a little inferior for no reason, and sighed: "If it weren't for my godfather, I might not dare to stand here. These guys are too abnormal."

Ye Xiying stuffed a purple grape into Luo Fanchen's mouth and asked:

"Brother Luo, how do you feel now?"

"It's hard to imagine that with the strength of these two people, they didn't win the championship in the last world competition."

Luo Fanchen tilted his head and spit the grape seeds into the white palm that Ye Youling had given him.

"If you lose in strength, you can still save yourself. If you admit defeat in your heart, you will no longer have the courage to catch up."

"Don't worry, you wait a little longer."

"When the other party falls in front of you, you will only say one thing in your heart."

"Oh, genius? It seems that's all."

Ye Longhe and others twitched their faces when they heard the words, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up, with a look of admiration:

"Who has the best pretending skills?"

"When it comes to pretending, our godfather is still the professional."

But Luo Fanchen's words gave them full confidence.

All the nervousness and dejection in everyone's heart were swept away, and they were full of fighting spirit and excitement.

Being with this man, it seems that I will always feel at ease.

Ye Xiyan smiled quietly, stole a glance at Luo Fanchen from the corner of her eyes, and then quickly turned away as if she was guilty.

Another slender and beautiful girl with a graceful waist and dark green hair next to her was also watching secretly, her face flushed.

"Group 2, second game: Please come to the stage from Xiyu City and Qianlong City!!!"

The audience of Xiyu City cheered excitedly first, rubbing their hands.

"Don't be sad, cousins ​​of Kuangyan City, we will avenge you now!!"

"Look at it, family members!!"

"This kid can only resist fire, not water, just do it boldly."

The seven-member group of Miaosha from Xiyu City came on stage, and the audience cheered and applauded.

Luo Fanchen led the team to stand up, but was met with a lot of boos in return.

Two hundred thousand people, more than 90% of the audience are eager to see him get beaten.

Let alone the old account of strolling around the "Nine Dragons Tongtian Tower",

You are just a support, are you strong enough to occupy so many girls by yourself? Don't you want to share with your brothers?

On the Qinggang Arena, the seven people from Xiyu City were murderous and frowning.

On the other hand, the atmosphere in Qianlong City was distorted by Luo Fanchen's leisurely style.

Miaosha's blue hair was blowing, and he said coldly: "If you do too much evil, you will die. It's the end of your good days to meet us."

"All your methods have been studied by us and are no longer useful."

"Oh?"

Luo Fanchen nodded: "Okay, then don't talk nonsense, come and try, I hope you can try to touch the corner of my clothes."

The scene was tense and the battle was about to break out.