Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

Di Weiyang glanced over with phoenix eyes, and said in a cold voice like the ice and snow of winter, without a trace of emotion:

"Ye Tiankuang, you've lost your composure, sit down."

The furious Mad King turned his head with red eyes and was about to curse. When he saw Di Weiyang's cold and majestic profile, he trembled and closed his mouth angrily.

With the support of the Emperor, I didn't sit back down, but I didn't dare to say any more.

Di Weiyang didn't argue with him, her eyes were always focused on the game.

Until the Pope finished scolding the Mad King,

Only then did the audience from the four major military regions react from the shock and surprise.

"This is a bit outrageous."

"Why is this Li Qing immune to dragon roar and flame burning!"

"It's so despicable. You didn't follow martial ethics and made a sneak attack. You directly released the cauldron at close range and took the opportunity to give Ye Kuang a big mouth. Isn't this an aboveboard act?"

Young Master Yang who was watching the battle twitched his ears, stood up suddenly, and sneered:

"You must be a bastard from the Mad King's camp. Where did you borrow the dog-faced force to force Lai Lai? Then Ye Kuang said he would give in to one move, but ended up releasing two soul skills in succession. Is this called giving in?"

"You still talk about being aboveboard. If you don't study how to kill the enemy more efficiently when you step on the battlefield, are you studying how to kneel down and kowtow in surrender?"

No matter what, no one expected Ye Feng to get slapped when he came up.

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

Xiao Fengxian and Huang Ninger, the two girls who knew better, looked at Ye Feng who was slapped and covered his face, and tried hard not to laugh out loud.

You said that you, a little ancient fire dragon, played with Luo Fanchen and suppressed the dragon's power. Isn't this a little loach flexing its muscles in front of its ancestors and humiliating itself?

Ye Feng slowly lowered the palm covering his face. Five finger prints were clearly engraved on his face. His fingertips, arms, and torso were all trembling.

A pair of elegant eyes, with an increasingly serious meaning of madness, stared at Luo Fanchen.

"it is good!"

"You're fine."

"No one ever hit me in the face."

"Even if my father is irritable and has never beaten him, you are the first."

Luo Fanchen nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, if you like it, I don't mind giving you a few more."

Ye Feng's voice faltered.

The audience looked like they had seen a ghost,

Good guy,

Your words made Ye Feng's brewing emotions completely incoherent.

"Roar--"

"I swear, you will never hurt me again!"

Before Ye Kuang finished speaking, a figure rushed over like a cannonball. At the same time, the cauldron buzzed, and a stream of oppressive dark golden light covered him. He felt that his body was heavy, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.

"The seventh soul skill: Huo Huan·Crazy Dragon True Body!"

The figure disappeared, and a ferocious ancient fire dragon appeared. It was dozens of feet tall and occupied most of the arena. Its blood-red dragon eyes looked down at the approaching Luo Fanchen indifferently. Do you think it can still attack Luo Fanchen like before?

However, a clear phoenix cry sounded,

The two true phoenix spirits flew out from under Luo Fanchen's feet and turned into wind and fire wheels. The speed suddenly surged. At the same time, the Qiankun Cauldron doubled its gravity to suppress Ye Kuang, and at the same time reduced Luo Fanchen's gravity. The already extreme speed surged again, so fast that he could only see clearly one line. The dazzling Changhong was in front of the ancient Canglong in an instant, and slapped him away.

Everyone just thought that this time Ye Feng was going to suffer for his carelessness again and get slapped.

Unexpectedly, Ye Crazy Dragon's claws had already been taken out in anticipation, and a frightening red mist filled the whole body, which actually blocked the light of gravity from the cauldron.

Ye Feng sneered, "I already know your tricks, how can I suffer a loss!"

The ferocious dragon claws that were predicted in advance directly caught Luo Fanchen, who was caught off guard.

But in an instant it turned into a phantom and shattered.

Fake? ?

When was the illusion cast?

Ye Feng was fooled!

As soon as this idea came into the minds of the audience, they saw Ye Feng's fire dragon swinging its tail and sweeping behind him, and the sarcastic smile on his lips became colder: "Do you think I'm one of those losers who can't see through your poor illusions?"

"As long as my mental strength and will are stronger than yours, all illusions will be nothing more than a joke."

The mad king stroked his beard and smiled happily.

"You're just a clown trying to please others. My son has already controlled everything."

The fire dragon's tail was like a mountain-shaking whip, exploding somewhere in the void. Sure enough, Luo Fanchen's figure appeared and was violently exploded, but no blood mist exploded.

The Mad King's eyes widened, his fingers trembled, and he pulled off several strands of his beard.

"I obviously saw through it!"

Ye Kuang was angry and confused, and quickly flew back, sighing in his ears: "Silly boy, don't you understand, what you see is what I want you to see."

"Snapped!"

Then, a figure appeared in the void like a ghost, and raised a sonic boom from his palm, hitting the face of the mad dragon's real body hard. The dragon's head vibrated, collapsed to the side with the huge dragon body, and fell on the lapis lazuli arena. There was a roar.

Lying trough,

A brace!

This……

The whole audience was astonished,

No one thought,

Luo Fanchen could also show such an understated and casual performance when facing Ye Feng.

It's not like a strong confrontation, more like a kind of teasing.

But it just so happened that the person who was able to do it with ease was a sixth-level soul emperor.

Simply incredible.

In fact, it is normal for others not to understand, because Luo Fanchen has just keenly noticed that something is wrong with Ye Feng. There seems to be another powerful force in his body that can break the illusion of divine vision released by his pair of spiritual pupils.

So he used the concealing aura of the silver face, the power of the eyes between the eyebrows, and the invisibility. This seemed to be effortless, causing the four major military regions to make an uproar and puzzle.

After being slapped twice in a row, Ye Feng was stunned.

He really came prepared,

As a result, this "Lee Qing" turned out to be even weirder than he imagined, and it was too wicked.

If he is immune to dragon chants and flames, it is because his flame phoenix has a very high status.

This time, neither he nor it inside his body could break the illusion.

"You're pushing me!"

"Originally, this move was reserved for the finals, because even I felt scared when I let it out."

"Now, you can experience what real fear is in advance."

Ye Feng's voice turned gloomy, and his eyes turned blood red at some point. The fire dragon's body spread out its wings and soared into the air. Scarlet blood oozed out of its seven orifices, flesh, and scales. It squirmed on the surface of the body, forming a special line on the back. Rows of cone-shaped spikes filled the arena, the pungent smell of blood filled the arena, and a red fog rolled up above the ring.

The soldiers’ eyes trembled,

"What a terrible smell, what kind of method is this!!!"

Feng Jiantang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

It was because of this murderous aura that interfered with his mind that he was defeated miserably.

There seems to be something unusual inside the other party's body.

Feng Shatian's eyes widened and he noticed a strange bloodthirsty aura.

How could this murderous aura be stronger than his!

It is impossible for an eighth-level commander to kill more people than a general.

"Ye Crazy, you weak loser, you are finally willing to let this Shura out to play."

Ye Kuang, whose true form of the fire dragon had mutated, grinned. The cold light from the two rows of dragon teeth was eerie and eerie, and a strange and crazy voice came out, like a crazy beast out of its cage.

Another voice sounded.

"Shut up, you and I are one soul. If you scold me, you're scolding yourself."

"quack."

Ye Crazy's bloodthirsty eyes were aimed at Luo Fanchen, who was holding the Qiankun Cauldron in front of him, and said to himself with disdain:

"Trash, I will eat you sooner or later. You are not worthy of using this body."

"Watch out, this Shura is about to attack. It's too easy to tear this little thing apart."

"Quack quack!!!"

The weird high-pitched crazy laughter penetrates the ears like a demonic sound, and the red mist surges, making people's scalp numb.

Countless warriors frowned,

"This……"

"What kind of monster is this..."