Douluo's first sword

In the vast starry sky, a silver moon is suspended in the sky, releasing a soft light, covering this frontier city with a layer of silver light. Even the trees and weeds are silvery and full of life.

At the north gate of the border city, a group of men in black were chasing a young man and woman.

The whole dark night was filled with chills!

Fang Xuan led Qian Renxue and ran all the way from the south of the city to the north of the city. He was about to get rid of the men in black who were chasing him from behind. However, who would have thought that another group of men in black would come out of the city gate, blocking them in front and behind. The two of them were surrounded.

The situation is not good!

With cold eyes, he scanned the men in black who were outflanking him from behind. Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes and his expression gradually became serious.

There were about hundreds of men in black who were chasing them in the city just now, and their strength was around Soul Master level, and they were just small soldiers; and these dozen or so men in black who were guarding the city gate were the real leaders of this assassination force. Although their number is small, their auras are very powerful, and their strength is all above Soul King level.

The man standing in the middle was tall and strong. Although his soul power was restrained, he had his hands behind his back and was not angry, giving him an extremely powerful aura.

Soul Saint!

Fang Xuan frowned. He didn't expect that there would be a strong Soul Saint in such a remote border town. Now they were in big trouble. With his current soul power savings, he wanted to defeat the Soul Saint who had the true body of the martial spirit. , very difficult.

If he recovers his strength, he will naturally not be afraid of a mere Soul Saint. However, his current strength is not even 10% restored, and it will take three days for his mental power to be fully restored. At present, it is very difficult to support "Red Lotus" once. Far-fetched, if you are not careful, you will cause serious damage to your brain.

After all, trauma to mental power is far more difficult to recover than soul power.

"what to do?!"

Qian Renxue's pretty face turned pale slightly, and her little hands involuntarily grabbed Fang Xuan's sleeves. Her body was weaker than Fang Xuan's. Although her soul power recovered quickly, she was still just a great soul master after all. Facing a group of souls A strong person at the King Soul Saint level has almost no chance of winning.

"Easy to handle."

Fang Xuan looked at Qian Renxue seriously: "Give you to them and see if they can be merciful and spare my life."

Qian Renxue: "..."

"How long has it been and you are still in the mood to joke?!" She said angrily with her eyes rounded.

"Then you ask me what to do, what can I do?!" Fang Xuan rolled his eyes, then pointed at the men in black and guessed: "By the way, could this be the killer sent by your Spirit Hall? Right? Otherwise, you can go out and communicate with them and ask them to let us go."

"How can it be!"

Qian Renxue shook her head, looked at the black-clothed killers who were all around, and said solemnly: "We from the Spirit Hall, even with our faces covered, I can tell at a glance that these guys are obviously not!"

"Oh I got it!"

Fang Xuan nodded seriously, and then asked: "Then, what is the method to identify people from Wuhun Palace with their faces covered?"

Qian Renxue's face turned dark, wondering if this guy didn't even understand metaphors. She said angrily: "Is now the time to dwell on such boring issues? The enemies are coming."

While the two were quarreling, the people in black had completed a complete blockade of them. Everyone was murderous and pointed their swords at Fang Xuan and Qian Renxue.

"Give up, you've got wings and can't escape!"

The leader in black had his hands behind his back and glanced at Fang Xuan and Fang Xuan with cold eyes.

"Since I can't escape, I can only kill you all!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold, the demon sword was lying in front of him, his whole body was burning with fighting spirit, and he was ready to fight to the death.

The current situation is very dangerous, but it is not a fatal situation. For Fang Xuan, who can improve his strength through killing, the battlefield is the best training ground. He can risk his life and quickly restore his strength through crazy killing.

Fight to feed war, kill to stop killing!

The final outcome of life and death is still unknown.

"Come up!"

Fang Xuan leaned down and carried Qian Renxue on his back, which would make it easier to fight.

At the same time, the men in black around them finally couldn't bear it anymore. At the leader's order, they killed Fang Xuan and Qian Renxue like a pack of wolves, looking crazy and not stopping until they were torn to pieces.

"Bad Sword Technique: Storm Slash!"

With a low drink, Fang Xuan's whole body was bathed in the murderous sword aura. The evil sword was filled with evil energy, and he swung out a three-foot-long scarlet sword light, forcibly splitting a Soul Sect-level man in black in half, and pieces of flesh and blood were scattered.

[Congratulations on killing a soul sect, you will be rewarded with 1000 soul power and 1000 sword draws]

A majestic energy was injected into the dantian, causing the thin gossamer soul power to become as thick as a water column. Fang Xuan's level soared from level eleven to level fifteen!

"ah……"

Fang Xuan roared happily, his black hair danced wildly, his killing sword energy bloomed like a blood rose, his whole body was full of momentum, he rushed into the center of the crowd crazily, and fought with a group of black-robed men.

Although his soul power is low, he is majestic. With his superb sword skills and the sharpness of the magical demon sword, he can easily move among a group of powerful soul masters and kill everyone.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Fang Xuan entered a state of rage, his eyes were blood red, his body was covered in blood, and he was killing like crazy. Every time he swung his sword, one or two killers in black would die under his sword, and then the soul power in his body would increase by one point!

Level fifteen!

Level 16!

Level 17!

…

Level 20!

Great soul master!

Soon, after Fang Xuan killed twenty-three men in black, his soul power skyrocketed to the realm of a great soul master. His aura became stronger and stronger, and he became more courageous as he fought, making many men in black look fearful.

Similarly, there were many more wounds on his body. There was a penetrating wound on his chest, two broken ribs, a blood mark on his cheek, and blood was flowing. The rest of the body had a dozen wounds in total, all of which were bleeding. , looking very miserable.

However, Qian Renxue on his back, under Fang Xuan's deliberate protection, was intact, without even a single hair falling out.

"Are you...are you okay?!"

Qian Renxue hugged Fang Xuan's neck tightly and said worriedly.

"Can't die!"

Fang Xuan grinned, but the blood couldn't stop flowing from his mouth, which made Qian Renxue feel a little distressed.

As the number of kills increased, his soul power continued to increase. Although his strength continued to increase, what made him feel a little regretful was that his seven martial souls and five major domains were still in a sealed state and could not be used. .

He guessed that it might be necessary to restore the soul power to its heyday in order to break the seal.

Since his martial soul could not be used, he could not use Jiuxin Haitang to treat his injuries. As the battle progressed, there were more and more wounds on his body, and his physical condition became worse and worse.

Fang Xuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the black-clothed killers who were still coming in a steady stream, with a solemn look in his eyes. This battle is not easy to fight!