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

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

"Shua!"

A silver vertical line lit up from Luo Fanchen's brow, and the luster flowed.

It exuded a mysterious and brilliant aura.

Luo Fanchen's handsome face, which was already a fairy, now looked a bit more majestic and cold after the appearance of the sky pupil.

"Chacha——"

The sound of breaking wind came.

The nine figures of Jun Wuhui had already killed to the front, and it was difficult to tell the real from the fake.

Luo Fanchen's eyes were like torches, and his brows were clustered. The sky pupil instantly burst out with dazzling silver light, exploring all directions.

It penetrated the void and broke through the illusion.

In all directions, all the figures of Jun Wuhui who were reflected by the light of the Sky Eye shattered and disintegrated like a mirror flower and water moon.

Only the left Jun Wuhui did not disappear.

The tiger claws were thunderous and slapped towards Luo Fanchen's head.

But Luo Fanchen did not even look at it, looking into the distance, raised his left arm, and casually pushed out a palm to the side.

"Boom!"

The claws and palms collided with each other, and a loud roar was heard.

The lightning surged, and the soul power exploded.

"How is this possible!"

Jun Wuhui exclaimed in disbelief, never expecting that Luo Fanchen could actually see through his White Tiger Nine Shadow Kill.

Hearing the exclamation, Luo Fanchen slowly turned his head at this time.

The corners of his mouth opened, revealing a kind smile.

"Surprised or not, surprised or not."

"You..."

Jun Wuhui widened his tiger-like vertical pupils, and the silver pattern like the third Sky Eye between Luo Fanchen's eyebrows was reflected in his pupils and lit up.

A solid silver beam burst out and hit his head.

Jun Wuhui was horrified.

He immediately turned his head to dodge and quickly flew backwards, not daring to confront Luo Fanchen.

"Swoosh--"

"Bang!"

The silver beam was like a laser beam, wiping off one of Jun Wuhui's ears, leaving an empty and charred space.

It shot into the distance and finally exploded.

Like a blooming firework.

The price was an ear.

"Ah!"

At first, Jun Wuhui didn't notice it. He touched the charred wound blankly, and soon the severe pain invaded the brain nerves.

He let out a shrill scream.

"Ear!"

"My ear!!!"

All this happened too quickly, and everyone present didn't even have time to react.

I thought that Luo Fanchen was doomed to be helpless against Jun Wuhui's move, after all, the nine clones were too abnormal.

As a result, I never expected that Luo Fanchen would open his eyes and turn the tide.

For a moment, the offensive and defensive forces were reversed.

The tens of thousands of people present, the three teams, the three kings, and the blind man who was watching from a distance were shocked.

"What the hell?"

"What the hell!!"

"There is still a trump card?"

"My God, where on earth is this contestant Luo from?"

"This is too scary, who can withstand it."

The whole audience was in an uproar, and couldn't help but discuss it, and a series of rapid voices expressed their inner shock and disbelief.

"The legendary natural spiritual pupil?"

The Thunder King opened his mouth wide, his heartbeat accelerated to the extreme, as if it was about to explode, and he was shocked beyond words.

"This kid actually has this talent?"

The dead memory suddenly began to attack him. He had just finished saying that he had run out of tricks, but he turned around and took out a new trick.

His face hurt.

The Yan King could no longer hear any sounds around him, and stared at Luo Fanchen on the field.

There was only one voice left in his head, three words.

Niece-in-law.

The sound was getting louder and louder, and his eyes were getting more and more fiery.

The corners of King Tianwu's mouth were twitching uncontrollably, and his fingers under his robe were trembling. He looked at Luo Fanchen and couldn't speak.

If Luo Fanchen was just a twin martial soul owner.

He could still bear it.

But these "surprises" one after another were really more frightening than the other, and they refreshed his cognition one after another.

"Even... even born with spiritual pupils?"

King Tianwu's breathing became heavier, and he knew too well what this talent meant.

Turned his head to look at King Yan.

Good guy.

Have you seen a wild wolf that has been hungry for several days, and its eyes are green.

He turned his head and said angrily: "Xiying, if you knew he had so many tricks, why didn't you tell your father in advance!!!"

After saying that, King Tianwu was stunned, because he found that his daughter's expression was even more shocked than him.

Ye Xiying opened her rosy little mouth.

The delicate little tongue beneath the pearly teeth froze, and the pair of peach blossom eyes stared straight at the man on the field.