Douluo’s First Blade

Tonight, the stars are shining and the moon is high.

The bright moonlight flows down quietly like cow’s milk, covering this majestic imperial city with a sacred silver gauze.

The streets of Heavenly Dou City at night are extremely quiet. There are very few pedestrians coming and going. They are not as lively as during the day, but a bit strict.

The towering imperial capital is full of weather!

“It’s late, we should go.”

Shui Bing’er is saying goodbye to Fang Xuan at an ordinary intersection.

Their sisters came to Heavenly Dou City to play. They are currently staying in a hotel. Now it is getting late. The two girls should not stay outside. They should go back to rest.

“Well, goodbye!”

Fang Xuan was calm and nodded, and didn’t say much.

“Fang Xuan, we are staying at the Rose Hotel in the center of Heavenly Dou City, you can come and play with us when you have time!” Shui Bing’er said.

“Okay!”

Fang Xuan agreed on the surface, but thought of ghosts in his heart to find you.

What if you suddenly regret it, ask me for the 200,000 gold coin?

In these years, the volatility and backlash are not the same as usual.

In order to escape the debt, he has already decided to stay away from the big creditor Shui Bing’er, and it is best to never see him again.

“Little prince, do you remember my money… Hey, what are you doing with me!”

Shui Yue’er feels a little distressed about his private money and is aggrieved Staring at Fang Xuan, I want him to pay back the money, but as soon as the words came out, she was forcibly dragged away by Shui Bing’er.

Farewell to Shui Bing’er sister, Fang Xuan walked towards home alone.

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This is an ordinary farmhouse small courtyard, three thatched houses, a small courtyard, a few green bamboos grow in the shade of the wall roots, and green bamboo leaves hang With a ray of white moonlight, it looks peaceful and peaceful.

Fang Xuan has lived alone since Fang Qingxue’s death. The small courtyard of this ordinary farmhouse is the only relic left by his mother.

Fang Xuan stared at the somewhat decayed door, stood at the door of his house for a while, then opened the door and walked in calmly.

It is almost late at night, but the yard is not dark. The moon is extraordinarily bright tonight, and all around is clearly visible.

Shoes stepped on some soft mud, and there was a rustling sound.

Walking to the center of the small courtyard, Fang Xuan had a sudden stop, his back seemed to be held by the tip of a sword, an indescribable terrifying chill came!

He twisted his body, slammed his feet on the ground, and ejected to the front left in vain.

After rolling on the ground three times in a row, he barely stopped his body. Looking back, he saw that there was already a mysterious black clothed person in the position just now, with a cold long in his hand. sword!

“Yi!”

The black clothed person was obviously a little surprised. Didn’t expect Fang Xuan to escape this sword.

“Are you who?!”

Fang Xuan gloomy face, staring coldly at this black clothed person, if he had been slow for a moment, he would have been penetrated by the long sword. The body has become a corpse.

Since coming to Douluo Continent, he hasn’t communicated much with others, and has never offended anyone. Even if he met some malicious guys in the Spirit Beast forest, he was all killed by him.

How could someone suddenly come to kill him? ! !

This black clothed person has cold eyes and obviously has no idea of ​​answering Fang Xuan’s questions. His spirit power is full of yellow, yellow, purple, and purple! The four dazzling spirit rings rose from the long sword, and a tyrannical imposing manner burst out!

“Spirit Ancestor!!!”

Seeing the four spirit rings on the sword-shaped Spirit, Fang Xuan’s pupils shrank violently.

Spirit Ancestor, this black clothed killer turned out to be a Spirit Ancestor above Level 40!

His face turned ugly in an instant. He was just a Level 11 little Spirit Master. Facing a Spirit Ancestor with more than 40 levels and two thousand-year spirit rings, he had almost no chance of winning!

“Who sent you here?!”

Fang Xuan’s eyes were cold, his right hand firmly grasped the handle of the knife, and stared at the black clothed person closely, From the latter, he really felt the threat of death.

“The dead don’t need to know!”

A hoarse voice came from under the black face towel.

The black clothed person poisonous snake-like eyes burst out with cold glow, the Spirit Ancestor’s power is fully deployed, and the terrifying spirit power sweeps all around like a gale. His right hand holds the Spirit sword and four spirit rings. Sparkling, murderous-looking attacked Fang Xuan.

“Blade Drawing Technique…Blade of Ice!”

Fang Xuan has a serious expression and a high concentration of mental force. The moment he draws his sword out, within the body of Phoenix Instantly awakened, a high phoenix roar, and continuously the power of Ice Cold was transmitted from him!

The long and slender blade of White Blade Shadowless was instantly covered with Ice Cold, and it condensed into sharp icicles. The terrifying cold air diffused out, causing the temperature of this small courtyard to drop sharply.

The black clothed person made it clear that he was here to kill Fang Xuan. He would not have any chances in his heart. He hoped that the black clothed person could let him go. Now, he can only fight to the death!

So, Fang Xuan used all his strength as soon as he came up. With the shadowless blade of the famed Blade level, he displayed the strongest Blade of Ice at present, and wanted to win a bit of life from this Spirit Ancestor powerhouse.

“hua! ”

Blade of Ice Tearing the Void, turned into a blade of ice blue, fiercely slashed to the head of the black clothed person, and the black clothed person is the same The sword slashed out, and the sword Spirit attacked the Shadowless Blade.

“hong long!”

The Shadowless Blade collided with the sword Spirit fiercely, and suddenly a tyrannical storm of spirit power was generated, raging crazy all around.

In the next instant, Fang Xuan spurted blood and flew out suddenly.

“pu …cough cough!”

He felt like he was hitting a mountain, fingers burst apart, the five internal organs trembled, and the whole person lost consciousness in an instant, he His body was involuntarily shaken by the terrifying force, rolled three times on the ground in embarrassment, and hit the wall heavily.

Spirit Ancestor powerhouse, terrifying like this!

This is not the difference between the sword and the sword, but the difference between the strengths of the two is too great. The black clothed person completely crushes Fang Xuan at the spirit power level, and he does not even need to resort to Spirit Ability. Cut Fang Xuan away forcibly with a single sword!

Fang Xuan’s back against the wall has long been soaked in cold sweat, his hair has become messy and dusty, and there are bursts of violent cramps all over his body, which makes his scalp numb.

“Damn…”

Looking at the black clothed person coming step by step, Fang Xuan’s heart gradually sank to the bottom.

He just came to Douluo Continent not long ago, and just saw the tip of the iceberg in this magical World, is he about to die in such a place in obscurity? !

He is not reconciled!

“At this point, Spirit has not been released. It seems that you really don’t have Spirit…”

The black clothed person walked up with his sword and looked down on Fang Xuan from a high level, cold and cold. There is no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, said with a sneer: “Even if you have Spirit, trifling an ant, today is waiting for you only death!”

“Then try it!”

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Intense anger rose from the heart, Fang Xuan roared, holding the Shadowless Blade, and madly killing the black clothed person……