"Shhh!"

"Ha—"

"Hot."

Yang Xianhong fanned his tongue desperately with his palm, and he didn't know where his brother-in-law got the spirit chili pepper, which was simply terrifying.

He looked at Luo Fanchen, the purple-haired old man, and the social youth who were eating happily next to him, and he was hungry to death.

Regardless of the spicy taste buds to the point of explosion, robbery generally sticks into the red oil hot pot, sandwiching the freshly cooked amethyst tuna fillet.

The meal must be rushed to be fragrant!

"Go and go, little golden retriever, can't eat spicy, don't come with us!"

Zhan Doudou stretched out his hand to push, but

the result was that he couldn't push the golden retriever young master who was holding the rice bowl and drying rice.

Zhan Doudou smacked his mouth stained with oil flowers, and looked at Luo Fanchen with some surprise: "Little smash, old man, I found that you are quite calm?" Luo

Fanchen was busy with the social youth grabbing the hairy belly that had just been cooked, and the battle was fierce, and there was no time to reply.

Zhan Doudou felt more and more interesting, and reminded: "Kill that night feng, hit the face of the second prince, the other party will definitely not let you go, don't you worry?"

"That second prince is not an ordinary demon."

In the mournful gaze of the young people in society, Luo Fanchen deliberately chewed on the tender and crisp hairy belly, and it was so refreshing that it exploded with an oil dish.

He winked at Yang Xianhong.

The strongest mouthful immediately understood, and said to Doudou: "What a big deal!" As far as the second prince's little forced cub, if he dares to have an opinion about my brother-in-law, then kill him too.

"You, don't mention dirty stuff when you eat, obscurity."

After listening to Ichiraku, this kid is simply more rogue than his first-class rogue.

My heart suddenly felt love.

"Or... You kid change daddy, the old man promises to take you to eat fragrant, drink spicy, and delve into the rogue avenue. "

Luo Fanchen next to him is dumbfounded, good guy, and someone who recognizes his son?

The question is,

do you dare to ask for such a "filial" child?

Six!

Yang Jiaohong waved his hand again and again, with a look of disgust, and looked like he saw through your treachery: "A rebellious father is enough to worry about Young Master Ben." "

Two?"

"If you want to trick us into giving you a pension, it's impossible!!"

Luo Fanchen, who was full of oil flowers, and the social youth looked at each other, and they could see that the other party's eyes were speechless, and these two people had strange brain circuits.

Yang Xuanhong said compassionately: "But look at your poor old man, if you are willing to kowtow three times, I can call you daddy." Zhan

Doudou's eyes froze, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Soon he became short of breath, glared and cursed: "I knocked your grandmother's leg!" "

Talking to Lao Tzu like that?"

An old man and a young man quarreled like a child

, Luo Fanchen and the two took the opportunity to eat happily, a huge amount of delicious food, disc action.

The audience was choked enough, with a grudge

, after distributing dog food and releasing poison at night, this foursome group is too beastly!

Even the rogue on the heavenly dome secretly swallowed his saliva.

He has never eaten any mountain and sea delicacies, but on this kind of World Series occasion, eating and drinking with friends in the open air has never been enjoyed.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the west wind blew a faint smell of blood in the black blood domain.

The second round of the battle ended quickly,

and all kinds of Tianjiao means made people dazzled and called perverted.

The Yang family spear goddess seemed to be weak and could not help the wind, and even coughed up blood with qi.

But when he arrived on the stage

, facing the Extreme Speed Sect, the first day of the Golden Emperor Heavenly Falcon Sect was not changed.

Just by raising the slender arm, there

was a shocking purple electricity cutting through the long sky, the gun was silent, and the gun was gone.

With just one shot, it made the extremely fast Tianjiao Jin Buji dodge, and there was no way to avoid it.

Blasted out of the ring.

And when the audience moved their gaze to look at Yang Xiruo again, the sick and weak girl had already put on the moon white dai, wiped the mottled blood stains at the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, turned her back to her body, and walked off the ring with lotus steps.

For a while, the audience opened their eyes and were shocked beyond belief.

"Is this the terrifying combat power of the first day of the last world?"

"The Yang family gun immortal, terrifying."

"It's terrible, so it seems that the other Tianjiao are in the same gear, and the Yang family female gun fairy is in the first gear independently!"

"Don't rush to conclusions, there are too many weird and outrageous players in this competition."

After Yang Xianhong immediately cared about welcoming his sister to step down, he ran back to Luo Fanchen's side, and said proudly: "Brother-in-law, you see that my sister is not sassy!" "

Sa, sass!!" The vengeful war beanie interjected.

Young Lord Yang glared: "Old thing, you dare to scold my old sister, Zhuo!" Xiaoye fought with you.

"Pull out your halberd and fight to the death!"

The two of them pinched together again, pinched their necks and poked their eyes, and rolled in the audience, full of joy, making the Sky Sect Master and the Great Emperor call shame.

"Boom!"

A domineering crimson knife flashed above the ring.

Niugan, who had worked hard to kill the top forty by bursting seeds, screamed, and was locked up freely and split his chest with a knife, his flesh and blood were blurry, and his intestines came out.

If it weren't for the danger when he hid in time, I was afraid that he would have been stabbed in two.

Guan Zi breathed through Changhong, holding a long knife in one hand and brushing his long hair.

"Count your boy's life."

"The group of disciples of the Azure Dragon Empire who put in the bid and sell their heads, Guan Mou came to behead one by one."

The two empires have been holding grudges for a long time

, and when Jian Jiujue, Gang Yan and others heard this, they glared angrily, and their indignation reached the extreme.

Even Lin Shengyidai, who was indifferent, frowned.

Little cute sister Lin Keke also became irritable: "It's hateful!!

She was quite unconvinced: "Why is my Azure Dragon Empire at the bottom of the record every year, how can the talent and luck of other countries' players be so prosperous!" In

the distance, Ye Wudao's eyes lost his concentration and his fighting intent was completely lost since he was carried off the ring.

"Why!"

"By what!!"

He was crazy

, he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out at all!

Why did he, who had already cultivated to the Soul Emperor, have

the divine skill of weakening the enemy's ninety percent combat power, and he would lose so miserably.

Even if he couldn't defeat Luo Fanchen, even Yang Xiruo and the second prince couldn't pose any substantial threat to each other, as if everything he was proud of as an imperial grandson had become a laughing stock.

Like a clown, he was trampled and humiliated by the second prince.

Is the gap really that big?

Fortunately, even if he lost, Grandpa Huang didn't seem to be angry and blamed for this.

There was an uproar in the ring, because the knife pointed at Luo Fanchen.

Put down the words

, "Guan's big knife does not kill the nameless, I hope that in the next round you will not be unlucky to meet Guan."

Luo Fanchen turned a deaf ear, he was full of food and drink, his hands were on the pillow and he slept, listening to the noise around him in his ears, but his heart fell into a certain silence.

Yang Xuanhong raised his eyebrows: "Who is talking?" Zhan

Doudou was disrespectful to the old man, and blinked: "You kid should say, where did the dog bark." The

young people of society muttered: "You all have great families, if it weren't for my weakness and pity, the high and low would have come out with two whole sentences."

Guan Zi was furious and glared deeply at Luo Fanchen.

"Boom!"

One wave is not flat, and another wave is rising.

Above the ring, the Excalibur hummed, and the Sword Nine Peerless Seven-Star Longyuan Sword came out.

Trigger the starlight of the sky dome and multiply the combat power.

Long Yuan opened the charge, and the sword qi was pressing, which caused the audience to applaud.

In order to ensure victory

, the nine swords of the sword are even more one, and the strongest secret technique of the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sect

is performed: "With your own blood, nourish the divine sword, soul quenching blade..."

The bloody sword cut out, as if cutting through the black clouds shrouded in the heavenly dome.

"Boom!"

The young man opposite him, who had always closed his eyes, opened his eyes, revealing a pair of molten gold pupils that seemed to contain divine power, and a round of golden sun rose behind him, reflecting the void.

The magnificent atmosphere, which cannot be seen directly, illuminates the dark night sky of the arena.

As if it were daylight, the terrifying golden holy flame made the sword light tremble.

The young man raised his hand, and the golden sun shrank rapidly, and his palm rotated.

Hold the big sun in your hand and shoot it forward slowly.

As if carrying a terrifying momentum, destroying the decay, it shines through the sword light.

Abruptly wiped out the terrifying secret technique bloody sword.

The sword light was shattered, and the great sun was magnificent.

Jian Jiu unwillingly vomited blood and covered his chest, kneeling on one knee, his eyes staring at the terrifying young man shrouded in golden light in front of him, unbelievable the strength of the other party.

It was rumored that the other party had two god-level martial souls, but now it was just a big release.

And he lost?

Why is this the case!!

Jian Jiu could never understand the strength of the other party, and a crack appeared in the sword heart in an instant.

Huang Yan indifferently stared at the decaying sword Jiujue, and said calmly and disappointedly:

"If I make a slight move, it will be your limit."

"Your sword—

" "Worse."

Jian Jiu was unwilling, and the will of Kendo made him unwilling to give up.

"Go down."

Huang Yan's golden pupils widened, and a terrifying momentum like a terrifying wave burst out.

Jian Jiujue was shaken out by the fierce wind and crashed to the ground.

The audience supporting the Azure Dragon Empire was silent, and their momentum was weakened to the extreme.

In order to block the intelligence, the people of the Emperor City who knew Luo Fanchen's strength were still grounded in the city, and the spectators who came to cheer were all from other Azure Dragon Nine King Cities.

"Old Canglong Er, you're about to lose this player, right?"

The Azure Dragon Emperor faced the White Tiger Emperor's banter and ridicule

, he didn't feel the slightest, his eyelids did not lift a bit, if not half-open, as if he had passed out.

His gaze inadvertently swept over Luo Fanchen.

At the same time, relying on his innate divine power and the power of the coiled dragon python, he defeated a seventh Tianjiao in the White Tiger Empire and successfully advanced to the next round.

There was a heated discussion in the audience again, and even Luo Fanchen opened his eyes to observe carefully.

It is the black-robed descendant of the Dark Temple wearing a mask of reincarnation who has reappeared.

The moment the referee announced the start, she bowed to the Divine Phoenix Empire Phoenix Emperor.

Bow down in a row, fast and powerful.

The vigilance was full, and the soul emperor Huang Lu'er who had been killed in the air sprayed blood from his mouth.

The fiery soul power was disordered, crashing to the ground

, cold and beautiful eyes were round, staring at each other in horror, wondering what kind of means this person had used, his chest was panting, and his heart was palpitating.

Dry and husky, a crow-like voice came from behind the mask of reincarnation.

"Throw in the towel."

"If I go down three times, you may die."

"No... No...... Possible!! "

Phoenix Lu'er's sexy and hot proud figure exploded six different colors of Huang Yan, condensed into one, gathered into a new fire, and burned the ring red.

The Dark Temple heir shook his head and bowed his hand.

"Bang bang bang-"

Phoenix snorted, and the flames of her whole body exploded spontaneously.

Blood dripped from his mouth, and he bit his jade lip unwillingly, and the backlash was serious, and he could no longer move.

The bottom of the eyes is full of deep jealousy.

The audience was in an uproar, and I thought it was incredible.

The audience did not dare to breathe, and they thought that they had not revealed a trace of details.

I was stunned and didn't see how this Tianjiao made a move.

"Lying in the groove, you can't see the shot, how else does this make people play?"

"Is the Temple of Darkness going to create the myth of invincibility again?"

The big men of the Heavenly Dome also glared one after another, and they all looked at the dark hall master who was hiding his appearance in the black robe, and the other party was like a dead man, and it came out silently.

After several battles, Tianjiao fought bloody battles to produce results.

Just the top forty to the top twenty fights extremely fiercely.

You know, even if it is the loser at the bottom of this round, it is the fortieth in the world.

At the beginning of the event, the most impressive thing was Luo Fanchen's boldness, who could dominate the young master of the Nethershadow Sect with the help of the plant martial soul and kill him.

But then came the wind and thunder, the second prince of Diweihehe.

Even if the strength was weakened by Ye Wudao by ninety percent, the combat power was still monstrous.

With a single kick, Ye Wudao stepped under his feet.

There are also rumors about this

, when the second prince Heavenly Thunder Infused the body, the White Tiger Emperor refined the blood sacrifice of the second prince's own mother to him, and the internal situation was not so simple, and it was not white refining at all.

This son has already forged an invincible body, far beyond the realm of soul power.

The last world champion Yang Xiruo needless to mention, his talent is already amazing, constant pressure in the world, and now he has paid half his life to the gun.

Even after two rounds, no one was worthy of letting her show the Purple Electric Divine Sky Gun.

Saint Son Huangyan is even more terrifying, holding the great sun, the second martial soul has not yet emerged, and legend has it that he was blessed by the miracle of the gods, and the opportunity was terrifying against the sky.

The last dark temple heirs

, the strange means of worship, there is nowhere to think, it is even more terrifying.

This is just the tip of the iceberg, what about the hidden martial soul and strength behind it?

Relying on the hardness of the Xuanwu turtle shell plus the counter-injury, plus the mouth cannon output to the third round, the hunchbacked little fat stone broke the sky and almost cried: "What kind of monsters are these other forces!" "

Blanch!!"

Shi Potian raised his head and shouted at Xiao Wang Ba: "Dad! Daddy!! My good father!!

"If we can't pinch the soft persimmons in the next round, let's vote in advance."

"You don't want your son to be beaten to death either!"

Xiao Wang Ba on the emperor chair closed his eyes and did not look.

Royal bloodline, ancestral instigation....

Soon, the third round of the draw ended, and the

pregnant Ye Xiying volunteered again, this time her beautiful legs swayed, bouncing back with jade sticks...

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