Douluo's first sword

Unknowingly, light rain began to fall in the dark sky, washing away the bright red bloodstains on the ground, and the gradually cooling corpses...

Letting the cold raindrops wet his cheeks, Fang Xuan smelled the pungent smell of blood coming from the air, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura in his chest was gradually ignited, arousing the most primitive desire to fight!

Two soul sects died in a row, and the remaining ten martial soul masters had ugly expressions. They all looked at Fang Xuan solemnly, with cold light surging in their eyes.

The leader of this group of people is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is tall and sturdy, with a pair of gray eyes as sharp as an eagle. The aura that ripples out of him is much higher than the rest!

Definitely a soul king above level 50!

He stood with his hands behind his hands, his gray hair disheveled, and he glanced at Fang Xuan indifferently, as if looking at an insignificant ant. He moved his lips and said coldly: "You all come together and kill this kid!"

"As you command!"

As soon as the order was conveyed, murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the nine soul sects, and they all attacked Fang Xuan at the same time. They all had the most standard configuration of soul rings in yellow, yellow, purple, and purple, and each of them exuded a powerful aura!

"Nine..."

Fang Xuan glanced at the nine soul sects who were watching eagerly around him, his expression was unusually calm, and his stern face showed no fear, but a little eager to try.

If he had met the nine soul sects some time ago, he would not have had any chance and would have died without a doubt. But now, after fusing the 50,000-year-old bloody left arm bone, the power of the sword in his hands has skyrocketed!

Although I am not very proficient with the sword in my left hand, as long as I follow the trajectory of the sword in my right hand and burst out the terrifying power hidden in my left arm, I can reach the point where the power of the sword drawing technique will skyrocket!

"Then come on!"

Fang Xuan roared wildly, his black hair danced, and three bright soul rings of yellow, purple, and purple rose from the soles of his feet, and a tyrannical aura far beyond that of ordinary soul sects exploded.

Facing the nine soul sects, Fang Xuan not only showed no fear, but took the initiative to kill them. He took the lead in locking on the left hand, a bald man with a weak breath, and swept away violently!

"Die!"

He held the knife in both hands and slashed it at the bald man's head. His left arm bone was like an oven, and the surging power erupted like magma, all transmitted to the blade.

"boom!"

This sword was extremely powerful and powerful. It split the bald man in half alive, and blood rained down!

The bald soul sect also tried to resist, but failed, because the power of this sword was too strong. The effect of the fifty thousand year soul bone was not covered by it. It directly increased the strength of his left arm tenfold, and the sword was wielded The strength is greatly enhanced!

Unless your strength is much higher than Fang Xuan, it will be difficult to block his sword!

"hateful!!"

In the blink of an eye, another comrade died. This group of soul sects from the Wuhun Palace were obviously very angry. They no longer hesitated, immediately activated their Wuhun, and frantically attacked Fang Xuan.

The rain is falling and the war breaks out!

…

This remote street in the northern suburbs of Tiandou City was currently hosting two earth-shattering battles.

Titled Douluo versus Titled Douluo, Soul Sect versus Soul Sect!

On this dark rainy night, the fighting is going on!

The fighting situation on the old madman's side was even more brutal than that on Fang Xuan's side. In less than an hour, he had already fought with Blood Douluo for hundreds of rounds, all with no outcome!

On a moonless and starless rainy night, the blood sword and the black knife kept colliding, splashing out wisps of sparks, illuminating the dark night. Every time they collided, the earth would collapse, and the tyrannical force generated by the impact would The strong wind swept across the land and the wasteland, uprooting the surrounding houses. It was extremely terrifying!

"Hahahaha, Luo Xuanchen, you are dying and showing signs of fatigue. Let me send you on your way!"

Blood Douluo laughed wildly, with venomous eyes, he caught a flaw in the old madman, and the blood sword penetrated the old madman's left rib. Blood and broken bones were splashed, and it looked like he was seriously injured.

"Well done, I've been waiting for your sword!"

The old madman withstood Blood Douluo's sword. Not only did he not show any expression of pain, but he raised a dangerous smile on his lips. He held the blood sword tightly with his left hand, waved the black knife with his right hand, and slashed at Blood Douluo fiercely. go.

"boom!"

This knife landed from the air, carrying an invincible aura, and slashed crazily on Blood Douluo's chest, forcefully flying him away.

"ah……"

Blood Douluo screamed and vomited blood. His body flew hundreds of meters upside down and hit a wall heavily, directly collapsing the wall. His ribs were completely broken, and there was a terrifying knife wound on his chest. Blood spurted out, and he was almost chopped down by the old madman.

If he hadn't been a titled Douluo whose physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, this knife would have killed him directly.

"Damn it, you just took a blow from me on purpose!"

Blood Douluo's face was ugly, and blood kept pouring from the corners of his mouth. He stared at the old madman walking towards him, his eyes filled with anger. How could he not know until now that this guy just showed his flaws deliberately to lure him away? Come to attack and take the opportunity to chop him away.

Good means, good intentions!

but……

His cold eyes dropped to the old madman's chest, and he saw that next to the dark blood hole, the blood-red murderous aura was lingering, which was constantly corroding the old madman's body.

"Haha, Luo Xuanchen, I have to admit that your move is very good. I really suffered a little loss, but you seem to have forgotten one thing. My blood sword carries powerful corrosive power. You are now The pain and injuries he endured are probably not inferior to mine!" Blood Douluo sneered.

"What can this little skill do to me?" The old madman's gray hair was disheveled and his eyes were deep. It seemed as if he couldn't feel the huge pain coming from the wound. The hand holding the knife was still as steady as a mountain, without wavering in the slightest.

His whole body was stained with blood, and he was holding a black knife. He was like an ancient god of war resurrected, and he attacked Blood Douluo with murderous intent. The two continued to fight.

The battle between titled Douluo was terrifying and could be described as devastating!

…

On the other side, Fang Xuan fought his way in and out of the group of Soul Sects from the Wuhun Palace. He was unstoppable and killed three strong Soul Sects one after another. His unparalleled and domineering momentum completely overwhelmed the remaining ones. The five soul sects!

"What's going on with this guy? Is he a monster?!"

The soul sects looked at Fang Xuan who was killing and going crazy, and couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

Fight to feed war, kill to stop killing

With the fall of a famous soul sect, Fang Xuan's strength skyrocketed crazily...

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