Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Yin Fengxue turned around and stared at Lan Yichen fiercely, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Whether she is my woman or not, I will know later!"

The game continued, Fan Tianluo looked at Murong Yin with a dark gaze, and Murong Yin lowered his head, as if he did not dare to look at Fan Tianluo.

In the tenth round, it was Fantianluo's turn to play, and the opponent was a disciple of the fourth-level peak single element of the country, whose strength was not at all Fantianluo's opponent.

As soon as Fan Tianluo came on stage, the whole audience was shocked. Now her identity is no longer a secret. As the only descendant of Master Guoshi, the people of Quanguo blindly supported her. His mouth slanted in anger.

Fan Tianluo was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk, so she walked quietly to the venue, trying to calm down her anger towards Murong Yin.

But the kid on the opposite side sneered as soon as he came up: "Hmph! The descendants of Fan Zhizun are amazing, look at me beat you out!" After speaking, a long-handled thunderbolt ax with a golden light appeared in his hand, which was taller than his whole body Double the size, thick and huge, looks very majestic.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud roar, he swung his ax and slashed at Fantianluo's head rudely, as if he wanted to split Fantianluo in half with one axe.

Fan Tianluo was in a bad mood at first, but when she saw that this kid was still so cruel, she suddenly became angry.

Before the ax fell down, she just jumped into the air with a coquettish shout, and smashed down on the head of the giant ax with a three-color light.

There was a crisp sound of "Touch!", and the light splashed, and then everyone saw a golden ax flying into the sky, and then Fan Tianluo kicked out with a flying leg, and the disciple with only a long handle left He was kicked out of the field while screaming.

Fan Tianluo snorted coldly, patted her trousers with her little hand, and walked back to the original place, feeling a little better.

There was silence in the square, and everyone was stunned, including several masters of the three major tantric schools.

Interrupting a demigod soldier with one punch, and kicking a fourth-level peak master away with one kick, this is not difficult for people from the three major esoteric sects, but Fan Tianluo is just a disciple who came to participate in the competition, and she is also a woman, this shot is too scary up.

The faces of Yin Fengxue, Cai Jian, and He Dayi were frighteningly gloomy, with shock and puzzlement in their eyes. They were all comparing whether they could break the demigod soldiers with one fist if they did it by themselves, and knock out the fourth-level soldiers with one kick. The pinnacle master kicked away?

The one with the most ugly face is He Dayi. Now he completely believes that it is true that his younger brother He Hen was kicked by this woman for 300 meters. He was more or less skeptical before, but now he feels that he still underestimated this woman.

"Quanguo Brahma Luo wins!" The Eighth Prince also announced the result with great excitement.

There was thunderous applause in the arena, and waves of cheers followed. Ning Binglian and the gang yelled Fan Tianluo's name crazily, and even Mu Yu and Zhuo Ye became hoarse from shouting.

"Fan Zhizun, your daughter is not bad." Qiu Wulian's voice was a little chilly.

Fan Xinghe smiled all over his enchanting face and said: "You don't need to say that, my little Luo is a peerless genius who is even better than the old man."

Bichenzi poked his head out immediately and said, "Oh? Fan Zhizun, are you going to let her enter the three major esoteric sects?"

Gui Buhui immediately turned his head, and Fan Xinghe smiled dumbly and said: "Although talent is good, it must be taught by a good master. The three major esoteric sects have profound foundations, and I will not stop her from giving her better resources."