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

The two young men were dressed in black and white.

Inside the square, under the high tungsten gold arena.

The Qianlong City team gathered here.

Luo Fanchen turned his head and looked at the two passages made by the crowd.

When he saw the makeup of the Yanyun City team members, he was stunned.

The two leading young men had a black face and black clothes, and a white face and white clothes.

Why are they dressed like the Black and White Impermanence?

And they look like twins?

Strange.

Fortunately, the other three team members looked normal, and there was also a big-eyed cute girl wearing a fairy skirt and white stockings, which attracted a lot of audience attention.

"That black and white-faced brother is a famous funeral group, also called the Baishier group."

Yang Meng didn't know when he came to Luo Fanchen and said softly.

Luo Fanchen's skin was tense, and he always felt that the way this guy looked at him seemed to be wrong.

Fuck, Yang Meng is not a troublemaker.

Go away, I'm not good at fencing, I just like to be funny.

Luo Fanchen moved closer to the two women, distanced himself from Yang Meng, and asked curiously:

"Baishier group?"

Yang Meng nodded and said mysteriously: "When you see them take action, you will know what's going on."

Luo Fanchen glared and threatened: "Speak half of the words, brother is short half."

"Is there such a good thing?" Yang Meng pinched his orchid fingers and said in surprise: "I think it's annoying."

"You are wrong!"

Luo Fanchen was shocked and dumbfounded, and quickly hid away.

The fresh fragrance of the hot bodies of the two sisters beside him can make him feel at ease.

"I haven't finished introducing them to you yet. The two young men behind are from the Fengyun group, and the girl is one of the top two in the world, from the Great Wilderness Purple Qi Sect."

Luo Fanchen pleaded, "Brother Yang, I have only one request now, please stay away from me."

"Heh."

A cold snort came from a distance.

Luo Fanchen glanced sideways and saw that the leader of the Tianlei City team was an old acquaintance, Jun Wuhui.

Following him were three cold and arrogant purple-haired young men and a little fat boy.

After Jun Wuhui arrived, he immediately aroused the fear of many people.

The voices were lowered a few points.

Everyone knows that Tianlei City has produced a terrifying genius of the Big Daddy level this year.

Level 48, and his martial spirit is the Wind and Thunder White Tiger, one of the four most powerful beast martial spirits in the world.

His strength and talent are far superior to others.

Ye Youling said angrily: "What is this guy bragging about!"

Li Xukun said: "He has the capital to brag. He is level 48, while our captain is only level 44. It's difficult."

Yang Meng joked: "If it's difficult, don't do it. Just surrender."

Li Xukun shook his head and said firmly: "No! Whoever is cowardly is a dog son. In order to marry my Bi Luo, I will fight with him today at all costs."

Ye Youling muttered: "Bi Luo, why does the name sound so familiar?"

When she and her sister looked at each other, she suddenly realized: "Oh, I remember, she was that day..."

"Swish!"

Luo Fanchen was quick to cover her sexy red lips and shook his head.

"Woo woo."

When the sisters Ye Youling looked at Li Xukun who was gritting his teeth and forging ahead, there was less disgust in their eyes and more sympathy. They knew how Qiao Bi Luo was shocked by the street.

At this time, Luo Fanchen felt a strong malicious gaze staring at him.

Turning his head, it was Jun Wuhui, his eyes full of contempt and murderous intent.

Luo Fanchen was not angry.

He showed him his signature kind smile.

Just when Jun Wuhui was stunned and didn't understand why he didn't laugh, Luo Fanchen raised his hands and hugged the slender waists of Ye Youling and her sister at the same time.

Jun Wuhui's blood rushed to his brain.

And Luo Fanchen also reached out and slapped Ye Xi'an's cheongsam-wrapped buttocks.

"Pah."

Jun Wuhui's eyes were about to burst, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were red.

The gloomy voice came out of his throat like a ghost.

"How dare you make me angry like this, you boy."

"You're looking for death."

Ye Xi'an's face was red, and she refused to be spanked in public.

She couldn't even tolerate it.

But she guessed Luo Fanchen's purpose, and avoiding him at this time would be a loss of face for the man.

As for Jun Wuhui, in fact, apart from the engagement, they have only met a few times.

"Go back, and make Brother Luo apologize to you when you go back."

"How rude!"

Ye Youling was different. She took the initiative to cooperate with Luo Fanchen, hugged him with her arms, and tilted her beautiful legs wrapped in high heels and flesh-colored stockings, pressing her hot body closer.

Jun Wuhui was so angry, but he didn't say anything.

Threatening.

"Brother Jun, what's going on?" The purple-haired cold and arrogant young man in the back asked.

"It's okay." Jun Wuhui took a deep breath: "It's just a provocation from a dying man."

"Is it the level 30 auxiliary that Thunder King mentioned?"

The purple-haired young man saw Luo Fanchen, who was hugging left and right and was extremely handsome.

"Yes."

Jun Wuhui instructed: "Remember, we should not intimidate him now. What if he is scared and dare not participate in the competition, how can we find a chance to destroy him?"

The purple-haired young man's eyes lit up: "Brother Jun is still thoughtful."

"Wait until we are on the stage, there is no need for Brother Jun to take action, a mere level 30 scum, I can easily capture it."

Thunder King gave a death order to his own participating team members.

The team battle on the stage must be won, Luo Fanchen must be destroyed, and the hatred in his heart must be eliminated.

Jun Wuhui saw Luo Fanchen's hand patting Ye Xi'an's hips and never came down.

That is a holy place that he has never touched.

I was furious. Bastard, wait a moment. Your life is counting down now.

There were only three teams in the square. The people who were stopped by the black-armored soldiers saw the invisible gunpowder on the field.

"Fuck, what kind of god is this guy? He has so many girls on the field?"

"Did you notice that he is still provoking Jun Wuhui."

"He is only a level 30 auxiliary. How dare he do that!"

"Either he has a background or a trump card, otherwise how could he be so brave."

"The lineup of Tianlei City this year is a bit scary. Except for the auxiliary, the other four are all level 40."

"Qianlong City and Yanyun City only have two level 40 each. The strength difference is too big."

"Don't underestimate our Yanyun City. What's wrong with four level 40? Our Baishier brothers are not kidding you. What's more, we have the top two auxiliary martial spirits in the world to help us!"

The people of Qianlong City were worried, because no matter how you look at it.

Today, their team's paper strength is the worst.

Other teams have invited children from powerful forces as external aid, but they don't.

"Why didn't King Wu invite external aid?"

The people don't understand. Among the three vassal kings, only King Wu is the most disciplined.

He doesn't want to let powerful forces interfere in the secrets of their three cities.

"Tear!"

The space was torn apart, and three figures with powerful auras appeared.

The domineering King Lei with lightning surging.

The easy-going King Yan with Feng Xuan.

And King Tianwu who stepped out of the space portal with his hot girl daughter.

The three of them sat down on three luxurious and brilliant royal chairs at the end of the square.

"Greetings to the three kings!"

The tens of thousands of onlookers, soul masters, and participating team members all bowed and saluted in unison.

Showing respect for the ninth-level strongman, the vassal king of the Canglong Empire.

Inside and outside the square, only Luo Fanchen stood there straight.

There was no such awareness at all.

It seems particularly abrupt, standing out from the crowd...