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

Chapter 383

"Boom!"

The whole place cheered fiercely.

Qianlong City cheered and shouted for Luo Fanchen, offering all their respect and enthusiasm.

And Jian Jiujue's supporters were undoubtedly unprecedented.

Not to mention Jianwang City and the gamblers, Xiyu City, Kuangyan City, Yanyun City, Yanyu City... all hoped that Luo Fanchen would be chopped into pieces by the sword light, and his five limbs would be cut off.

"Master Jian, seize the last chance!"

"Take him down!!"

"Kill this kid, the assists are enough."

The waves of support and support came one after another, and the Seven Stars Longyuan Sect, including the Sect Master Jian Yixing, clenched their fists and were full of confidence.

"This time, my son (young master) will not lose again."

They all knew how much hard work Jian Jiujue had put in this year, and how terrifying the ultimate trump card he had cultivated was. It was Ye Wudao who did not give the young master the opportunity to use his sword, otherwise it would be unknown who would win.

But Luo Fanchen slowly stepped onto the stage. Jian Jiujue, who was wearing a simple cloth and carrying a wooden sword, had been waiting for a long time. His clothes were flying and his temperament was extraordinary.

Jian Jiujue frowned, his expression was extremely focused, and he said seriously:

"Luo Fanchen, I admire you very much and don't want to hurt you, but I must win this battle."

"Maybe I can't control my lethality, you have to be careful."

Luo Fanchen stretched his waist and patted his sleepy lips:

"Your sword is not fast enough, otherwise you wouldn't have lost the last game."

Jian Jiujue frowned even more.

The audience was even more angry, and they remembered that this guy had commented that the emperor's grandson's power was not strong enough and Jianzi's speed was not fast enough. He was too arrogant!

"Jianzi lost to Ye Wudao, not to you, okay!"

"Assisting the cross-border commentary on the strong attacking soul master? I made the key, do you want to match it?"

Jian Jiujue raised his hand, and the wooden sword behind him flew out with a whizzing sound and fell into the white jade palm.

"Then I'll ask Mr. Luo to teach you well."

Luo Fanchen glanced at him and said, "The move you accumulated in the last game was quite interesting, as for this rotten wood, just throw it away."

"That move doesn't belong to you."

Jian Jiujue shook his head, arrogantly, rolled up the sword flower, and the wooden sword clanged.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, you are not worthy of my ultimate trump card.

With the referee's order.

"Clang——"

Jian Jiujue danced with the wooden sword, turning into a stunning sword light, breaking through the black night sky, and slashing towards Luo Fanchen head-on. The sword was extremely sharp, scratching the ring and clanging.

"Show me your ugliness!"

Luo Fanchen did not dodge or evade, and slowly raised his right hand that was amplified by the Five Poisons Devouring Gold Claw.

Boom!

The sound of the sword was stirring, the Qilin roared, and the light in the field was bright.

"Raise your hand to catch the sword?"

"Does this kid not want his hand?"

"Do you look down on Jianzi so much?"

The sneer came one after another, but when the light and shadow faded and everyone saw the scene clearly, their chests were all as if hit by a heavy hammer, and they were shocked and silent.

Jian Jiujue maintained the posture of drawing the sword, with a stunned look on his face. The tip of the sword was tightly pinched by two fingers of Luo Fanchen with the Qilin pattern on his back, and he could not move at all.

The sharp sword energy emitted by the wooden sword could not hurt Luo Fanchen's skin at all.

Facing Jian Jiujue's surprised eyes, Luo Fanchen responded calmly:

"Heh, I did make a fool of myself."

"Bang!"

He used two fingers to push out, and forcibly shook Jian Jiujue out with his sword.

The whole audience cheered, and they were all scared.

"My God, how strong is this guy's body?"

"Even if Ye Wudao didn't have dragon scales to protect his body, he wouldn't dare to take it with one hand, right?"

"Swish--"

Jian Jiujue's heart was burning with fire, and his spirit was gathered, and he raised his sword to kill again.

With the help of the wooden sword, he displayed the unique secret skills that the Seven Stars Longyuan Sect had passed down for countless years.

"Longyuan Sword Art!"

"First Style: Sword Qi Like Lotus·Rippling Stars!!"

"Buzz buzz buzz."

The sword energy on the wooden sword rolled, like a dark sword energy lotus blooming, bursting out countless tiny starlight, piercing Luo Fanchen without a blind spot.

Luo Fanchen smiled playfully: "I have a pupil that can illuminate thousands of stars."

"Buzz!"

Silver lines suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and the mysterious silver light penetrated the darkness and illuminated the night sky.

Po Wang plus Xumi, double effect,

In an instant, he saw all the trajectories of Jian Jiujue's sword.

Luo Fanchen put one hand behind his back and raised his sword with the other hand, dancing like a flowing shadow of purple lightning, cutting through the sky.

"Clang clang clang."

A series of metal and iron clanging sounds rang out.

All the sword shadows and starlight were shattered by Luo Fanchen's hand and dissipated.

Amid the uproar of the whole audience, Jian Jiujue was shocked. The opponent actually had one finger left to point at his throat, and he immediately raised his wooden sword to block it.

"Bang!"

The sword body sent a huge force, and Jian Jiujue was directly sent flying in the horrified eyes of everyone.

After Luo Fanchen set an amazing record, andIgnoring Jian Jiujue, he turned his head and looked at the audience and said:

"Don't ask me why the name of my skill is so long, I just made it up."

Being ignored like this, Jian Jiujue's sword heart wavered, he was furious, and the blood vessels on his sword-holding hand were thick.

"Hey!"

"Third Style: Jian Huan Jiu Xiao·Jue Ying!"

"Crack, crack, crack——"

The sword shadow was dim, the edge was piercing, and it slashed over the sky.

"Dang, clang, clang!"

Luo Fanchen's eye-breaking pupil between his eyebrows penetrated everything, raised his sword finger, and blocked it with ease.

Under the insight of the three spiritual pupils,

No matter how tricky Jian Jiujue's sword moves were, they could not escape, and he was observed carefully.

"Slow..."

"Too slow."

Jian Jiujue desperately increased the speed of swinging the wooden sword, and his soul power soared.

"No, it's still slow."

Luo Fanchen shook his head,

Standing in place without moving to defend, he actually began to actively fight back.

And a shocking scene appeared. He actually used his fingers instead of swords to perform flawed but extremely fast sword moves, forcing Jian Jiujue back step by step.

Jian Yixing was the first to stand up and exclaimed: "Impossible?"

"Is this boy performing the secret sword technique of my sect?"

"What?" Guangming Wang, Mang Bulu and others turned their heads to look.

"Master Jian, are you sure? Did this kid learn it secretly?"

Jian Yixing stared at the scene and said in surprise: "No, he is simulating it on the spot!"

"How is this possible?"

The princes were shocked and knew the difficulty of this.

Fighting against the top genius is already distracting, and you will die if you are not careful. How can you imitate the secrets of the other sect?

The audience gradually discovered that Luo Fanchen's sword moves are very similar to Jian Jiujue. Although there are many flaws, the faster speed makes up for it.

"No!"

Jian Jiujue was shocked, and he used the wooden sword to perfection.

He used all kinds of sword skills, but he couldn't break the opponent's fingers.

"I don't believe it!!"

Luo Fanchen's pupils shone brightly, and he shouted coldly: "Enough!"

"Bang!"

He turned his fingers into fists and punched out,

like the five elements of Qilin galloping and roaring, and it seemed to contain newly learned sword moves.

It hit the wooden sword.

"Bang——"

The soul light of the wooden sword in Jian Jiujue's hand was extinguished, and it broke and exploded.

The wood chips exploded his white and transcendent face.

The punch hit his collarbone heavily, and blasted him away.

The whole audience was silent, and Luo Fanchen stared at Jian Jiujue who fell to the ground.

Sawdust fragments fell one after another, and a cold voice came out:

"Put away your childish tricks."

"You are still on the field, and I don't want to beat you down like this."

"Take out the ultimate trump card you have in the bottom of the box, dance for me, and don't let people down..."