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

Chapter 506

The young man was stunned, and then he shouted nervously and hurriedly:

"Brother!"

"They are all preparing their ultimate moves, can we be more serious now!!"

Hundreds of thousands of viewers were also shocked by Luo Fanchen's showmanship.

They are roaring and preparing their ultimate moves, and we are still exposing our backs to Guan Zizai?

How can we treat the other party as a human being!

Above the sky, Zhan Doudou, who smeared his mouth full of oil as hairspray on his purple hair, laughed in surprise: "Oh? This kid is quite arrogant, and has the style of a man in his past!"

Guan Canghai's face was ashen, and he snorted coldly:

"A proud army will be defeated, this boy was killed by a knife because of his arrogance, but don't blame my son for being ruthless!"

On the ring,

Faced with the nervous and panicked reminder of the young man, Luo Fanchen slowly shook his head, put his finger on his lips, and made a booing gesture, elegant and calm.

"Dong——"

"Dongdong!!"

A drum-like sound rang out, coming from the Chixiao Heaven-Slashing Sword held in Guan Zizai's hand.

The blade vibrated, like a living thing,

The inscriptions outlined by blood essence absorbed the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth,

The edge of the blade was tempered to the extreme, covered with a layer of blood-red blade light like red clouds.

Not to mention the stage, the audience far below felt a tingling sensation on their skin, a terrifying tearing feeling and a domineering momentum.

Guan Zizai's eyes were focused to the extreme, his body and the sword were combined, and his spirit was long.

"Chixiao Secret Technique: Tyrant Sword·Seven Heaven-Slashing Styles!!"

He held the sword with both hands, his knees sank, and his feet spun to accumulate sword power.

The sword power kept accumulating, and his eyes were fixed on Luo Fanchen.

If the opponent dared to rush to him at this time, he would have to suffer his thundering sword.

But if the opponent did not take the initiative to attack, the power of his sword would become more and more fierce.

Guan Zizai was extremely confident, and he laughed loudly, "Luo Fanchen, do you dare to come over?"

Luo Fanchen moved his feet, turned around, and looked a little surprised.

"I thought you would seize the opportunity to sneak attack, it seems that you are very confident in your own strength."

"Sneak attack?"

Guan Zizai sneered, "It's ridiculous. With the world's number one tyrant sword in my hand, I can take you. Sneak attack will not tarnish the reputation of my Chixiao Sect."

"Great."

Luo Fanchen smiled faintly, and the moment he stopped smiling, a mysterious and dazzling silver pattern of the sky pupil bloomed between his eyebrows, which was extremely handsome and covered the dark night sky.

He let the other party gather momentum, without any intention of blocking, and watched quietly.

"Zhao!!"

"So dazzling!"

"What the hell? It almost blinded my 24K titanium alloy dog ​​eyes."

I don't know how many people in the audience covered their eyes because of the stab.

Other factions, including Xiao Fengxian, Huang Ning'er, Shi Potian, the descendants of the Dark Temple, and other geniuses, all expressed surprise and surprise.

"Why does it look like a third eye?"

"He... doesn't he already have two water and fire pupils?"

"Three spiritual pupils?"

Zhan Doudou was concentrating on picking his feet, and suddenly raised his head, his mouth twitching:

"This kid is a bit abnormal, it's okay to be born with spiritual pupils, but he has three directly?"

The corner of the mouth of the Canglong Emperor seemed to be raised with a happy smile.

Guan Canghai shook his head: "This boy hides very deeply, but if he wants to fight against the domineering skills of our sect with spiritual pupils alone, he is dreaming! Unless his Qinglian has special means."

When Luo Fanchen's heavenly pupil appeared, the most strange expressions were Di Weiyang and his apprentice.

Bai Yingyue's lips twitched, and she remembered something difficult to talk about in the past.

When the Pope was teaching the senior brother basic physical skills, the senior brother's eyebrows suddenly lit up, shining on her and the master, and it seemed that the senior brother had a nosebleed.

At that time, she and the teacher didn't react.

After all, in the thousands of years of the Soul Martial Continent, the spiritual pupil has never grown on the eyebrows.

Now thinking back...

Bai Yingyue's delicate body trembled, the corners of her lips trembled, and she asked in doubt:

"Teacher, do you think that the spiritual pupil of the senior brother's eyebrows can see through?"

Di Weiyang frowned slightly and replied coldly: "Shut up and watch the game!"

Bai Yingyue's expression was wonderful, and she secretly said: "Look, she is anxious, the black-bellied woman is anxious!"

"Wait!"

Bai Yingyue's smile froze,

Why am I happy? The teacher is so angry, it is very likely that he can really see through.

Then she and the master have been seen through to the bones? ?

"Ah!!"

Bai Yingyue gritted her teeth and said in shame and indignation: "Wuwuwu! Teacher, I am not clean anymore."

"No, it's me..."

Before she could finish the word "we", Di Weiyang's cold and beautiful eyes stared at her fiercely, and her eyes that wanted to stab someone could not hide at all: "Don't force me to slap you."

"Bang, bang——"

Guan Zizai's confident smile became more and more intense, and the big knife in his hand had been pushed to the peak, absorbing all the spiritual energy in the ring and integrating it into the blade.The red glow of the Chixiao Heaven-Slashing Sword soared into the sky.

The 40-meter-long red sword exuded a domineering and explosive aura like an abyss and a prison.

"You are too stupid to let Guan accumulate power!"

Guan Zizai raised his sword to attack, and the vast 40-meter-long blood-red sword light fell on his head: "Heaven-Slashing Style: Accumulating Power·Phantom Dance!"

"Go!"

The six-petal black lotus phantom spun and quickly enlarged in the air.

Flying straight towards the accumulated sword.

"Bang——"

The audience exclaimed and looked up at the sky.

While the enlarged six-petal black lotus was spinning, it actually blocked the 40-meter-long sword's falling momentum with its amazing defensive power, and fell into a stalemate.

No one noticed that Luo Fanchen's heavenly pupil and a pair of water and fire pupils opened at the same time, and various pupil power lines passed through the pupils, reflecting every subtle movement of Guan Zizai.

Guan Zizai's sleeves burst open, and his arms were full of muscles, like a devil muscle man.

"You can't stop it!"

"Give it to me--"

"Cut!"

The sword light expanded, and the power rose again,

enough to make most normal soul saints tremble with fear and feel life-threatening.

"Crash!"

The six-petal black lotus phantom was shaky and finally couldn't bear it.

It broke under the terrifying and domineering sword light, turned into black fragments and flew back into Luo Fanchen's body, and the enhanced 40-meter blood knife also chopped down on his head at this time.

"Get out of the way!"

"You can't resist this move with your body."

"Not good!!"

The audience who supported Luo Fanchen were so nervous that they exploded, their hair stood up, and they shouted to remind him.

But Luo Fanchen didn't dodge, and stood still.

He made a move that everyone didn't expect.

He raised his right arm, using his hand as a knife, and raised it high. In an instant, countless knife lights and shadows flashed in his pupils, and finally stopped at the moment when the knife force condensed.

"Clang——"

A ray of knife sound was emitted by Luo Fanchen's flesh and blood palm.

The surrounding spiritual energy was absorbed by Guan Zizai's sword.

Luo Fanchen poured all the soul power in his body into his palm, and the speed of accumulation was shocking. The blue-gold knife light rose instantly, extending for dozens of meters. The terrifying knife light was extremely condensed.

At the moment when everyone had time to react, they met Guan Zizai's sky-cutting style.

"Dang——"

The loud sound of metal and iron spread out, and the blue-gold knife light and the blood-red knife light collided with each other.

The stalemate in the air, the knife energy was crisscrossed, and the air waves were pushed away.

The aftermath slashed on the ring, and a series of clanging explosions were heard.

"Boom!"

Guan Canghai, the leader of the Chixiao Sect, who had been calm the previous second, stood up straight at this moment, and the throne under him exploded, enough to show his shock.

He stared at the cyan gold sword released by Luo Fanchen on the stage.

"Impossible!!"

"How could this boy use the secret of our sect!"

Other emperors, sect leaders, Lin Dingtian, Tianwu King and others also showed surprise.

Yan Wang scratched his head and muttered in surprise: "What's wrong with this kid?"

"Although I have imitated other people's moves in the Imperial Competition, it is far from being as vivid as this time!"

Even the big guys were like this, and the audience was directly in an uproar.

"What the hell?"

"What the hell! It can't be said to be similar, it can only be said to be exactly the same!!"

"This..."

"What's going on?"

"The genius of the Canglong Empire is using the secret skills of the White Tiger Empire?"

"Where did he learn this secretly? How can he perform at the same level as the number one genius of the Chixiao Sect!!!"

The young man was stunned and shocked by the exclamation.

"What the hell is this guy?"

"Knock knock knock!"

The sword light on the ring flickered, and the sharp sound of grinding was heard.

Guan Zizai, who was originally full of vigor, had his pupils shrink and exclaimed in disbelief:

"How can you know the unique skills of our sect?"

He couldn't understand it at all: "Without a sword in hand, how can you be on equal footing with Guan!"

Luo Fanchen's eyes were full of light, and he said faintly: "Maybe..."

"My hands are harder than your sword."

Guan Zizai broke his defense: "You are talking nonsense!"

He went all out and performed the Heaven-Slaying Style, and the red sword showed a subtle advantage.

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "The skills I just learned are a little less powerful, I'm sorry for showing off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the power of his pupils was poured into his hand sword.

"Boom!"

The power of the blue-gold sword surged, instantly crushing the blood-red sword.

"Kacha——"

The hundreds of thousands of spectators in the audience, Guan Canghai's heart beat violently.

It was like seeing a ghost.

The blood-red sword shattered, and the blue-gold sword emerged, slashing towards Guan Zizai with overwhelming force...