Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The audience was silent again, this time it was deathly quiet, countless pairs of eyes seemed to jump out of their sockets, and they all wondered if their ears had made a mistake, and they heard something that was impossible to hear.

Immediately afterwards, there was a thunderous noise, and the sound was like waves, layer by layer, as if a pot had exploded.

On the rostrum, the corners of Fan Xinghe's mouth twitched, and his enchanting handsome face was a little distorted, because he thought that Fan Tianluo would quickly deal with them one by one, but he didn't expect her to be so arrogant. He was a little embarrassed.

"Haha, I knew it, Xiaoluo is mighty!" Xiao Diao laughed loudly in his ring.

"Master, Xiao Luo is even more reckless than you were back then." Xiao Li's evaluation of Fan Tianluo.

Fan Xinghe said silently in his heart: "I have never been so arrogant."

After Qiu Wulian was shocked, she looked at Fan Xinghe's distorted handsome face and said, "Van Zhizun, how strong is this little girl, and she speaks so brazenly?"

"Deputy Headmaster Qiu, maybe the little girl has this strength." Bi Chenzi smiled.

"It's rare to see such a bold woman, Fan Zhizun, you have a good descendant. With her courage, she will go farther than other disciples on the way of cultivation." Gui Buhui also laughed.

Some of the others nodded one after another, while others thought that Fan Tianluo was too arrogant, like an ignorant person without fear.

On the field below, the Eighth Prince stared wide-eyed and opened his mouth wide to look at Fan Tianluo who was compressing the three-color ball from the size of his head to the size of a football. At the same time, the five challenged disciples were startled by her.

The conversation between Yin Fengxue and the six standing outside the arena was even more surprising.

"This woman is crazy!" These were Yin Fengxue's original words, because even he did not dare to say such bold words, and with the power of his own fusion of the three elements, it was impossible to knock back five people, because these five people were all He is a level 30 peak player, at least [-] meters away from the boundary in the field.

"I think she was confused by anger!"

"She is looking for death! How is this possible!?"

"I think she doesn't want to compete anymore, anyway, she can enter one of the three major tantric sects."

"Could it be that she has this ability? The previous attack was really powerful, didn't she hide her strength?"

"Fart! With this strength, she can still be ranked fourth. She was already ranked first. Do you mean that the masters above misunderstood her strength?"

"What are you fighting for? You'll know if you don't see it."

"It's good to have one less opponent. I'm still afraid of offending Supreme Brahma, and I'll be snapped on the way back, hehe."

Fantianluo watched the three-color sphere in her hand shrink slowly with a smile on her face. Before, she suppressed it to the smallest size, which was the size of a football, but this time she found that she could condense it into the size of an egg, just to make it less irritating. The movement was not so fast, and he looked at the five people opposite him while playing.

"Miss Fan, you are deceiving people too much! One person wants to treat five of us at the same time?" Some of the five people were hurt by Fan Tianluo's words.

Fan Tianluo giggled and said, "So what if you bully others too much, don't you five people fight in a car? If you want to bully others, let's see who bullies whom!?"

The Eighth Prince hurriedly said: "Xiao Luo, are you sure?"

"Sure! I'll make them regret choosing me, hehehe." There was a chill in Fantianluo's laughter, which sent chills down the backs of the five people opposite.