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

Chapter 703

"Are you the Li Qing?"

"Li Qing who inherited the secret skills of the Feng and Huang families?"

Xiao Fengxian was shocked, but she felt it was natural.

The secret skills of the two clans were the national skills of the Shenhuang Empire. She felt that no matter who learned them, she was unworthy. In her heart, only Luo Fanchen was the man who was most qualified.

It was just really shocking.

I didn't expect that in the daytime, I despised Li Qing for his good luck. If the top scholar didn't die, he wouldn't have gotten the chance.

In the evening, I found out that the other person was the one I had been thinking about.

The surprise came too suddenly.

Xiao Fengxian asked in surprise: "You didn't know the Phoenix Secret Technique at the World Championships. Have you been studying and learning this technique for the past six months?"

Luo Fanchen waved his hand, "Hey, I was in a coma for more than half a year, so I didn't have so much time to study. But to be honest, this Phoenix Secret Technique is really good. It took me half a day to study the first six moves."

Xiao Fengxian was struck by lightning, and her lips twitched:

"Half a day?"

"Learned the first six moves?"

"Only the last move left???"

She mastered the first three moves of the Phoenix Secret Technique in one year, and was almost praised by the elders in the clan. As a result, this guy seriously lamented that it took half a day to learn six moves?

Only?

This is why a poor student can never experience the realm of a top student.

No,

Is it that you can never experience the realm of a god of learning?

Luo Fanchen didn't think there was anything exaggerated about it.

Basic skills are not bad.

Not to mention his extraordinary understanding,

there is the protection of the Vermillion Bird Spirit, the Phoenix Spirit and the Phoenix Spirit, and the Fuxingqidao to help with memory. Hua Xiaobanri is actually a shame for him.

Xiao Fengxian's breathing was a little tight, and she said with her beautiful eyes wide open:

"I remember that the threshold for learning the sixth style is the eighth-level title!!"

"You..."

Luo Fanchen smiled and said, "It's a small breakthrough, not worth mentioning."

Xiao Fengxian's red lips trembled: "Didn't you faint for half a year? How could you still break through?"

Luo Fanchen walked over and flicked her forehead.

"Little fool, those who really work hard are also practicing when they are unconscious!"

Xiao Fengxian was a little hurried, then gritted her teeth and said with red eyes: "He is the real slacker, right!"

Luo Fanchen turned around and took a sip of tea: "Isn't this what I wanted to touch just now but didn't touch it."

"Your tea is very fragrant."

"Oh."

"That's my mouthwash."

"Puff——"

Luo Fanchen sprayed Xiao Fengxian's face with tea, and his expression was stunned and twitching.

Xiao Fengxian said speechlessly: "You bastard, I'm just teasing you!"

"Whose mouthwash is spitting out the teapot!"

"I want to know what level you are now?"

Xiao Fengxian wiped the tea off her delicate face with a handkerchief, and was more curious about this matter.

"Sixty-one."

"Only sixty-one."

Xiao Fengxian subconsciously suppressed him, trying to deliberately anger him, but she couldn't hold it back on the spot.

"???"

She breathed a little faster: "You are a Soul Emperor???"

Luo Fanchen didn't say anything, because the six black soul rings rising from his feet would speak for him.

Xiao Fengxian jumped down from the bed with her beautiful feet bare in shock, and her small mouth opened into an O shape.

"Seventy thousand years?"

"Seven..."

"Four seventy thousand year soul rings?"

"Oh my god,"

"Your previous soul rings are also older?"

Xiao Fengxian was shocked.

People on the mainland believed that Luo Fanchen had no chance of surviving after using the unknown power under the Black Abyss. That was not a force that a soul king could withstand.

But the man had miraculously come back to life. Xiao Fengxian thought that it was good enough that he had not dropped in rank after being delayed for more than half a year. As a result, he was promoted ten levels in a row, not counting the limit breaking.

Except for the second and third soul rings, each one was more terrifying than the other!

But even the inferior soul rings were beyond the reach of others.

Xiao Fengxian covered her red lips.

It was hard to imagine.

If the four legion masters, the people of the world, and even the Blood Demon Cult knew that Luo Fanchen was not only alive, but also returned in a more powerful posture, how horrified they would be.

By then, the whole world will be in an uproar. She dared not think about it and was looking forward to it.

"You must not reveal your identity now!!"

"I don't know how many people want you dead! It's not just the Blood Demon Sect!!"

Xiao Fengxian said worriedly. As the young lady of the Feng family, how could she not know the horror of fame and fortune struggles and the evil of human hearts.

Luo Fanchen smiled: "Don't worry, because it's you, I'm willing to expose myself."

Xiao Fengxian pursed her red lips, her earlobes turned red: "Pfft, you can die if you don't flirt."

"Feng Shatian, cough cough, is Uncle Feng San not in the camp?"

Facing the man's question,

Xiao Fengxian did not hesitate for a second and ruthlessly betrayed Feng Shatian.

What was said in the tent during the day was passed down word by word.into Luo Fanchen's ears.

Luo Fanchen looked strange,

He felt strange during the day, but now he understood everything,

But Feng Shatian was really interesting. He was like a villain, ruthless and cruel, but he was actually fair to his family.

"Since your third uncle said so, according to seniority, shouldn't you call me..."

Xiao Fengxian rolled her eyes: "Pfft, dream on!"

"It's also good to call me uncle."

"Why don't you let me call you dad?"

"Ahem, it's not impossible."

"Okay, I'll owe you first. When I see my father, I'll call you in front of him."

"Don't, don't do that."

Luo Fanchen was scared,

He thought of the Tianwu King he hadn't seen for a long time. If he continued to provoke him like this, his harem would be successfully established, and there would be an alliance of his father's enemies who wanted to kill him every day.

"I heard about the commander selection. Now Fengying has selected two commanders to participate in the final selection of the four legions. I wonder how I can participate?"

"This commander selection is essentially to select the strongest commander to lead nine people to fight against the ten sequences of the Blood Demon Sect that are about to be born, so those with strength will be selected."

"You only need to defeat Feng Jiantang or Feng Yi from our Fengying."

Luo Fanchen hesitated: "Are they both your relatives?"

Xiao Fengxian nodded: "Cousin Feng Jiantang is level 85, and Aunt Fengyi is level 87."

"With the terrifying level of your soul ring now, even if the eighth level has mastered special methods that are completely different from low-level soul masters, you have the power to fight them."

"Just..."

"Just what?" Luo Fanchen saw that Xiao Fengxian was strange.

Xiao Fengxian felt a little sorry, and sighed, saying, "Although Aunt Fengyi is two levels higher, she can't beat Brother Tang. If she is eliminated, she will be the only one. But it's not easy for her. Although she is not very talented, she practices day and night and creates miracles for those who work hard. Now she is 47 years old. If she loses again, she won't even have the opportunity to participate in the decisive battle of the four legions. I'm afraid her spirit will be broken."

After saying that, she hurriedly looked at Luo Fanchen: "I'm not pleading for Aunt, I just have some feelings. In the competition, strength is king, and the loser retreats. You don't need to be affected!"

Luo Fanchen shook his head and smiled, "It doesn't matter, it's the same whoever you beat."

"Your cousin is still young, so I'll beat him up."

Listening to the 17-year-old Luo Fanchen saying that the 30-year-old Feng Jiantang is young, Xiao Fengxian felt strange, but was slightly distracted by the man's invisible confidence and domineering.

Xiao Fengxian shook her head: "Goodbye, that guy's fighting power is comparable to the peak of the eighth level. Although I pity my aunt, I don't want you to get hurt."

Luo Fanchen smiled and comforted: "It's okay, it's settled. There are still 29 days before the competition. I have a plan."

Xiao Fengxian stared, the difficulty of practicing from the ninth level to the eighth level, and from the eighth level to the seventh level increased exponentially, and there was naturally a gap in strength. She was a little worried about the man, bit her lip and said:

"If it doesn't work, I'll think of a way to get you a back door!"

"No need!"

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "I have my own way to let Feng Jiantang come to me on his own initiative."

"What's your ability to get through your back door, Xiao Fengxian!"

"No!"

"It's a great ability."

Xiao Fengxian was stunned at first, then came to her senses, ashamed and angry,

and wanted to fight,

but found that the man had already left.

Her beautiful eyes could not help but be distracted, and then a sweet feeling appeared again.

When she looked at the silver earrings again, her mood was completely different from the past.

Mom,

He really dotes on me.

Xiao Fengxian's sweet whisper slipped out of the tent and dissipated in the solemn and silent night camp, while Luo Fanchen had turned back to Li Qing and returned to his place of stay invisibly.

Just as he was about to enter the tent,

his eyes flashed,

he saw a figure in black quietly lurking in the night. If it weren't for his sharp eyes, he would have almost missed it. The other party was sticking his butt out, secretly lighting incense outside the closed open tent, and preparing to blow it into the gap at the bottom of the tent...

Luo Fanchen took a closer look and laughed.

Good guy,

Who is it, so awesome, running over to poison my buddy in the middle of the night? ? ?