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

The whole place was silent, with only Luo Fanchen's faint voice echoing.

Jun Wuhui's face was grim.

How could he tolerate such a provocation when he was confident in his talent and strength?

"You are looking for death."

"Boom!"

The tiger roared, and the ground of the square exploded instantly, and Jun Wuhui fell on the stage.

"Get out of here."

His momentum burst out, and his soul power surged.

Zhou Ji, Zhou Dian and Lin Keke were caught off guard and were violently rushed off the stage by the soul power.

Lin Keke stumbled down the stage and steadied herself. She looked up with her eyes wide open and said:

"Jun Wuhui, you've gone too far!"

"Heh."

Jun Wuhui looked at her with a sidelong glance: "The loser is out. What can you do to me if I'm too far?"

"When the sky is wild, there will be rain. When people are wild, there will be disaster. Be careful of retribution."

Lin Keke still confronted with a cute round face.

She has a strong family background and is not afraid at all. If she can't do it, she will go home and ask for help.

"Retribution?"

Jun Wuhui sneered disdainfully.

"Okay, stop bullying the little girl."

Luo Fanchen came from the opposite side, yawning, looking bored.

"Every action has its effect, and I am your retribution."

Jun Wuhui turned back and said, "Don't think you are invincible just because you beat a few scumbags."

"I admit that I underestimated you."

"If I give you time to develop, I may not be your opponent in the future."

"But today, you will definitely die."

Luo Fanchen picked his ears, ignored him directly, and said to the referee:

"It's time to start."

The referee hesitated and said, "Player Luo Fanchen, you have fought eight people in a row, do you want to rest and recover?"

"Thank you."

Luo Fanchen bowed his hands and saw the referee's good intentions.

He glanced at Jun Wuhui, who was in full swing, and shook his head and said, "Fight him, no need to rest."

The referee's face froze and he couldn't speak.

The people were also shocked.

Good guy, you really don't treat Jun Wuhui as a human being.

The referee sighed, he was the referee of Qianlong City.

I still hope Luo Fanchen can rest for a while.

He used his best state to beat Jun Wuhui, after all, the other party was also perverted.

Seeing that persuasion was fruitless, he was about to announce the start, but Luo Fanchen interrupted:

"Sorry, interrupt."

"Huh?" The referee and everyone were puzzled.

Luo Fanchen said to Jun Wuhui: "Call your assistants up too."

"Save some time."

"???"

Everyone present widened their eyes.

Arrogant, too arrogant!

Is it arrogance or self-confidence.

Jun Wuhui's body shook when he heard the words, his heart trembled with anger, and his eyes were about to spit out flames.

"You are looking for death!!!"

"Why do I need to bring an assistant to kill you?"

"Brother Jun, look here."

There was a shouting voice from the audience, and the little fat man was waving his hands from the audience.

"Take two pills to improve your status. Don't be too arrogant!!!!"

"Freshly out of the oven, the effect is very strong."

He didn't dare to go up, raised his arm, and threw three black pills at Jun Wuhui.

"Get away."

Jun Wuhui's temple veins throbbed, punched out, and his soul power exploded.

"Bang!"

The three auxiliary pills were smashed to pieces.

They fell to the ground in clusters.

The little fat man was stunned on the spot and met Jun Wuhui's angry eyes.

"Even you look down on me?"

"Why do I need to bring an auxiliary to kill him!"

Shi Buyan was stunned for a few breaths, and finally took a deep breath, his face flushed.

He yelled at Luo Fanchen: "Come on, Luo, kill this bastard."

"I've been putting up with him for too long, Chao!!"

Shi Buyan's sudden betrayal stunned the Thunder King, the audience, and the Sancheng players.

Jun Wuhui was extremely embarrassed and couldn't save face.

More tricky operations were still to come, Shi Buyan actually rubbed out three more pills.

"Luo, he won't eat it, so you eat it!!"

"I promise you'll be so cool and awesome, with a set of lightning and sparks."

"Jun Wuhui will cry for his father and mother."

Luo Fanchen saw that the boy really threw the black pills at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I'm glad that you can give up the dark and join the light.

But you want to feed the defense to me, I don't like it.

His soul power covered his palm, and he didn't refuse, and took the three pills.

But he didn't plan to eat this thing himself.

The fat boy's tricks made King Lei so angry that he was fuming.

"Kukuku, it's so funny."

King Yan covered his mouth

, it was extremely hard to endure, so he finally couldn't bear it anymore and laughed directly:

"Old Lei, where did you find such an interesting joker?"

"Two hundred pounds of weight, one hundred and ninety-nine pounds of rebellious bones, and one pound of mud."

Jun Wuhui, who was originally arrogance and irritable, suddenly calmed down.

He narrowed his eyes: "Want to disturb my state of mind and find a flaw to deal with me?"

"You are very smart, but you made a wrong calculation."

Luo Fanchen was stunned.

So that's what I thought?

Ah, right, right!

The arena was quiet, the two sides confronted, and a breeze blew across the field.

The audience focused their attention on the two young men.

One is the strongest genius of this competition, Jun Wuhui.

The wind and thunder white tiger martial soul, the soul ring exceeds the limit, and the soul power has reached an astonishing level 48.

The other is the strongest dark horse of this competition.

Luo Fanchen, who was ignored by everyone, suddenly exerted his strength in the final individual competition, turned the tide and defeated eight Tianjiao in a row.

With twin martial souls, two thousand-year soul rings, and an unparalleled physical body, he brought too many shocks and surprises to people. He is absolutely a super monster.

So everyone wants to know who will have the last laugh.

The audience in Qianlong City is already nervous to the point of exploding.

The first two rounds of the team competition hit them hard, and they were extremely lonely.

It felt too painful to be crushed and slapped in the face at the door of their own home.

I had planned to leave, and I couldn't bear to watch the individual competition being abused again.

Unexpectedly, Luo Fanchen emerged as a dark horse, like a god descending to earth, and blasted eight people.

They will never forget the surprise of the twists and turns in their lives.

Now it's so cool now, just the last shudder is missing, and the audience began to pray silently in their hearts.

King Yan asked: "Old Wu, Old Lei, who do you think will win, Jun Wuhui or my nephew-in-law?"

Ye Tianwu said coldly: "Where did your nephew-in-law come from on the field? Don't get involved."

King Lei snorted: "Luo Fanchen is indeed a monster, but you should never underestimate Jun Wuhui."

"He has played all his cards now, and his soul skills have no time to recover."

"What can you do to fight Jun Wuhui when you are at your wits' end."

King Yan did not object, and nodded in agreement:

"The eighteen-level soul power gap is indeed a huge gap that is difficult to cross."

"Jun Wuhui has a better chance of winning."

"But I choose my nephew-in-law!!!"

He stood up suddenly and shouted to the ring: "Come on, nephew-in-law!"

"It doesn't matter if you can't beat this bad guy, uncle will help you."

This operation made King Lei, King Tianwu and other spectators dumbfounded.

King Tianwu was heartbroken and said to King Yan who was sitting down:

"You are a ninth-rank strongman, a vassal of the empire. In front of so many people, you don't care about your face to poach people?"

King Lei scolded: "Where is your integrity?"

King Yan sneered: "Face is precious, but integrity is more valuable. If you are my nephew's son-in-law, both can be thrown away."

He snorted in his heart.

If you want the inside, don't care about the face. If you want both the inside and the face, you are probably dreaming.

King Tianwu looked straight at King Yan, as if he knew this person all over again.

Then he looked at Luo Fanchen on the field, and his hands under the bright yellow dragon robe clenched.

"Dang——"

The referee flew into the sky and rang the gong for the game.

The battle was about to start.

"Boom!"

The majestic green python flew into the sky, and then dived into Luo Fanchen's head.

The body was covered with green crystal scales, and the body was like a dragon, evil and noble.

The two purple soul rings were slightly dim, and had not yet fully recovered.

Jun Wuhui showed a smug grin at the corner of his mouth.

This was exactly what he had planned.

To anger Luo Fanchen and make him fight him without rest.

Without soul skills, what can you use to fight me? Wait for death! ! !

"Roar!"

The white tiger with wind and thunder wings flew out, and merged with Jun Wuhui's soul. The word "king" appeared between his eyebrows, lightning surged in his left hand, and wind swirled in his right hand.

The bones crackled, and he turned into a two-meter-five giant in an instant.

Yellow and purple.

The four soul rings under his feet were dazzling.

"Boom!"

Jun Wuhui stepped on the ground, the ground collapsed, and the entire tungsten gold arena shook.

He rushed out instantly.

The two soul rings under his feet lit up one after another, and opened the bloody mouth after the beast transformation.

"Second Soul Skill: Tiger Shattering Gold Roar!"

Instantly, waves of sound visible to the naked eye slapped towards Luo Fanchen like a wave.

At the same time, Jun Wuhui fiercely slapped out a claw.

"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Breaking Army Strike!!"

The fist shadow turned into a white tiger, swooping down with a sound of breaking and exploding.

The audience outside the venue covered their ears and exclaimed.

"Cao, Lao Liu!"

"Too sinister."

They didn't expect Jun Wuhui to be so contemptuous, but he was so full of

Go all out.

Each move was deadly and extremely ruthless.

Not giving Luo Fanchen any chance to react.

Jun Wuhui rushed in front of him and punched him hard.

It seemed as if he had already seen the scene of Luo Fanchen's body cracked by a punch and fell to the ground with a bang.

The corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

Who would have thought that Luo Fanchen would raise his arm at this time, his eyes were like torches.

Facing the invasion of sound waves, he was as strong as he could be, and the bright moon shone on the river.

Standing tall, he also punched out.

"Boom!"

The explosion spread, the ground sank instantly, and the smoke and dust dispersed to both sides.

Everyone present looked closely and was instantly shocked.

Luo Fanchen was actually unharmed.

He took on the combo of Jun Wuhui's two major soul skills.

Jun Wuhui's eyes were wide open.

How is it possible!

This kid can take his White Tiger Breaking Army Fist with his bare hands without using his soul skills?

He was shocked and angry: "Why are you not affected by my tiger roar!"

"Tiger roar?"

Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows: "Sorry, I just heard a sick cat calling."

He has lived two lives and has the blessing of the Heavenly Eye. How tough is his mental strength.

How can he be shaken by his peers?

"Damn it!"

Jun Wuhui's arm veins bulged, and he increased the strength of his fist.

Lightning exploded.

Luo Fanchen did not move at all, as steady as a mountain.

The crystal scale armor protected his fist tightly, and the lightning could not hurt it at all.

The defensive power of this crystal scale really shocked the discerning people present.

Ordinary martial spirits would never be so tough.

Looking at Jun Wuhui's astonished face, Luo Fanchen smiled brightly:

"It's normal that I can't beat him."

"After all, your fist is softer than a wimp like you."

"Buzz——"

The five elements unicorn behind Luo Fanchen seemed to come alive.

The power of the five internal organs condensed into one, and the power of qi and blood surged.

The unicorn tattoo and the power of the ancestor dragon martial spirit doubled up and merged into one.

"Bang!"

The whole audience gasped, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Without soul skills, he beat back Jun Wuhui who was 18 levels ahead and using soul skills?

The King of Yan was shocked: "My nephew-in-law is definitely a freak!!"

"Unparalleled divine power, damn it."

"Rub, rub, rub."

On the ring, Jun Wuhui retreated seven steps in a row and suddenly looked up at Luo Fanchen who had not moved a step.

"Impossible, how could this be possible!"

His self-confidence was greatly hit, and he couldn't understand why this happened.

Luo Fanchen frowned and said impatiently: "Is this the only level you have?"

The people of Qianlong City looked strange.

"Only?"

"This 'only' is used very cleverly, hahaha."

"Shrimp and pig heart!!"

"Roar——"

Jun Wuhui's face was uncertain, and a pair of wings appeared behind him after a roar. The left wing was jumping with purple lightning arcs, and the right wing was flowing with white wind.

The wind and thunder sounded between the fans, and he actually flew into the sky.

"Third soul skill: Wind and thunder split the sky claws!"

Jun Wuhui hovered over Luo Fanchen's head, constantly swooping down, waving a pair of tiger claws.

Ye Longhe frowned in the audience: "It's troublesome, one is in the sky, and the other is on the ground."

"Indeed." Yang Meng nodded:

"This guy is too playful, bullying Luo Gongzi with all his trump cards."

Li Xukun was silent, staring at Jun Wuhui with his eyes.

The tiger claws were constantly attacked by the power of wind and thunder in the air.

Luo Fanchen sneered. There was no air superiority in front of him.

He raised his palm, and a green dragon phantom swirled in the palm of his right hand.

The sound of the dragon swirled, and a vortex was born.

The dragon soul-devouring hand produced a terrifying suction force.

The tiger claw that was shot to the sky was sucked and pulled tightly.

Jun Wuhui was shocked.

What kind of method is this? Don’t you have soul skills?

Luo Fanchen gathered his strength in Dantian and scolded coldly.

"Give me——"

"Come down!"

Jun Wuhui's huge body was actually pulled down by force. No matter how his wings flapped, he couldn't get rid of the suction generated by the vortex. He opened his mouth and wanted to roar like a tiger.

"Eat shit."

Luo Fanchen took out three black pills with his left hand and slapped them.

"Pop!"

It blasted into Jun Wuhui's mouth.

"Gurgle."

The pill went down his throat, holding back all the words he wanted to say.

"Ugh——"

Jun Wuhui felt sick when he remembered how Shi Buyan rubbed that thing off.

But this thing was disgusting.

After eating it, his strength, soul power, and speed increased by 30%.

It smelled really good.

Jun Wuhui was overjoyed, raised his empty tiger claw and ran to slap Luo Fanchen's head.

"Get out of here!"

Luo Fanchen shouted, and swung his right hand violently outward.

Jun Wuhui lost his balance and flew out.

The "brake" claw and the tungsten

Sparks were rubbed off the golden ground, and a harsh noise was heard.

The audience couldn't help but exclaim, numb with shock.

"Oh my God, Player Luo actually has a trump card?"

"What kind of trick was that just now? It was so overbearing?!"

"Sorry, I don't know if he is strong or not. I just remember that he is handsome."

Thunder King stood up in shock: "Self-created soul skills? This is impossible!!"

When everyone present heard this, their eyes widened.

"The legendary self-created soul skill?"

"No way!"

On the distant roof.

The blind girl's hair is dancing in the wind, leaning on a bamboo stick, as quiet as a virgin.

The blind man and the old beggar were at odds with each other.

Where is the master's demeanor? He exclaimed in surprise.

"Impossible, he is only level 30, how can he create his own soul skills?"

"No matter how smart you are, you can't do it. You must have learned it from others!!!"

The blind man sighed repeatedly:

"Twin martial souls, a thousand-year soul ring, and self-created soul skills. Did this kid stab the chance nest?"

"Too evil."

"It's a pity that no matter how talented you are, if you don't have an innate spiritual eye, it will still be like chewing wax to me. It's tasteless and it's a pity to throw it away."

The old beggar's usually cloudy and dim eyes were extremely bright now.

He is different from others.

The moment the green dragon hovered in Luo Fanchen's palm, he noticed a special aura, and his heart palpitated.

Could this riding horse be a python?

Even if the True Dragon Spirit is level 30, it's not that ridiculously strong.

The blind man said: "Old beggar, your eyes are shining brightly, won't you accept it?"

As if cold water had been poured on him, the old beggar suddenly remembered what he had just said.

Even if I die of thirst or starvation, I will not accept it.

He still wanted to show off, and immediately raised his eyes and snorted:

"Stop it, I don't care. I want you to get it."

The blind man shook his head: "No matter how talented this person is, I have no interest in him. He is not suitable for me."

The old beggar said proudly: "If he is clean, please, I may consider giving him a chance through reluctant means."

"Tsk, pretend, remember what you said." The blind man laughed.

At this moment, Jun Wuhui's fourth soul ring lit up on the stage.

"White Tiger——"

"Nine Shadows Kill!"

In an instant, the wind and thunder exploded with light.

Jiudao Jun Wuhui appeared and attacked Luo Fanchen from all directions.

They all spoke together, it was difficult to tell the truth from the lies.

"I'll see how you block it this time!"

"What a trivial skill, nothing worth mentioning."

Luo Fanchen shook his head, with a solemn expression on his face. He raised his finger and wiped it from the center of his eyebrow downwards.

"Tian Tong!"

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