Douluo's first cut

You can search "Douluo No. 1 Dao Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Tonight, the starry sky is shining and the moon hangs high.

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

The streets of Tiandou City at night appear to be exceptionally quiet, with very few pedestrians coming and going. They are not as lively as they are during the day, but rather seem a little dense.

The towering imperial capital is full of weather!

"It's getting late, we should go."

At an ordinary intersection, Shui Binger was saying goodbye to Fang Xuan.

The sisters came to Tiandou City to play, and they are currently staying in a hotel. It is getting late now. The two girls should not stay outside. They should go back to rest.

"See you!"

Fang Xuan nodded calmly without saying much.

"Fang Xuan, we are staying at the Rose Hotel in the center of Tiandou City. You can come and play with us when you have time!" Shui Binger said.

"it is good!"

On the surface, Fang Xuan agreed, but in his heart he thought of ghosts looking for you.

What if you suddenly regret it and ask me for the two hundred thousand golden soul coins?

These years, being capricious and rebellious, isn't it the same as usual.

In order to escape the debt, he had already decided to stay away from the big creditor Shui Bing'er, and had better never see again.

"Little prince, do you remember my money... Hey, what are you doing with me?"

Shui Yue'er was a little distressed about her private money, and stared at Fang Xuan angrily, trying to make him pay it back, but as soon as she blurted out the words, she was dragged away by Shui Binger abruptly.

Saying goodbye to Sister Shui Binger, Fang Xuan walked towards home alone.

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This is an ordinary farmhouse with three thatched houses and a small courtyard. A few green bamboos grow in the shade of the wall, and the green bamboo leaves are hung with a strand of white moonlight, which looks peaceful and peaceful.

After Fang Qingxue's death, Fang Xuan lived alone. This ordinary farmhouse was the only relic left by his mother.

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

It was almost late at night, but the courtyard was not dark. The moon was exceptionally bright tonight, and the surrounding scenes were clearly visible.

There was a rustling sound from the shoes stepping on some soft mud.

When he walked to the center of the small courtyard, Fang Xuan had a sudden stop, as if his back was held up by the tip of a sword, an indescribable chill of horror came madly!

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

After tumbling on the ground three times in a row, he barely held his body, and looked back, only to see that at the position just now, there was already a mysterious man in black with a cold sword in his hand!

"what!"

The man in black was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't expect Fang Xuan to avoid this sword.

"who are you?!"

Fang Xuan's face was sullen, and he stared at the man in black coldly. If he had been slow for a moment, he would have been pierced through his body by a long sword and turned into a corpse.

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

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The black-clothed man's eyes were cold, he obviously didn't have the idea of ​​answering Fang Xuan's question. He was full of spirit power, yellow, yellow, purple, and purple!The four dazzling spirit rings rose from the long sword, and a tyrannical aura burst out!

"Soul Sect!!"

Seeing the four spirit rings on the sword-shaped martial soul, Fang Xuan's pupils shrank violently.

Soul Sect, this black-clothed killer turned out to be a Soul Sect above level 40!

His face turned ugly in an instant, he was just an eleventh-level little soul master, facing a more than forty-level soul sect with two thousand-year-old spirit rings, there was almost no chance of winning!

"Who sent you here?!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold, and he firmly grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand and stared at the man in black. From the latter, he felt the threat of death.

"The dead don't need to know!"

A hoarse voice came from under the black face towel.

The black man’s serpent-like eyes burst out with cold light, the power of the soul sect was fully deployed, and the terrible soul power swept all around like a violent wind. He held the sword martial soul in his right hand, and the four soul rings gleamed, murderously attacking Fang Xuan. go with.

"Drawing a sword... the knife of ice!"

Fang Xuan's expression was serious, and his mental power was highly concentrated. The moment he drew his sword, the ice phoenix in his body instantly awakened, sending out a high phoenix sound, and a steady stream of ice power was transmitted from him!

The long and slender blade of White Blade·Shadowless was instantly covered with ice, and it condensed into sharp ice ridges. The terrible cold air permeated, causing the temperature of this small courtyard to drop sharply.

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

Therefore, Fang Xuan used all his strength as soon as he came up. With the shadowless knife of the famous knife level, he displayed the strongest ice knife at present, and wanted to win a bit of vitality from the powerful soul of the soul.

"Wow!"

The ice knife tore through the void and turned into an ice-blue blade light, slashing at the head of the man in black fiercely, and the man in black also slashed out with a single sword, and the sword spirit attacked the Wuying sword.

"Boom!"

The Shadowless Sword and the Sword Martial Soul slammed into each other fiercely, and a tyrannical storm of soul power suddenly occurred, which raged wildly around.

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

"Puff...cough cough!"

He felt like he was hitting a big mountain, the tiger’s mouth cracked, his five internal organs trembled, and the whole person lost consciousness in an instant. His body was involuntarily shaken by the terrifying force, and he rolled three times on the ground embarrassedly. Hit the fence heavily.

The strong souls, terrifying!

This is not the difference between the sword and the sword, but the difference between the strengths of the two is too great. The man in black completely crushed Fang Xuan in the spirit power level. He didn't even need to use the spirit ability, and he was abrupt with a relaxed sword. Cut Fang Xuan away!

Fang Xuan's back against the wall had long been soaked in cold sweat, his hair became messy and dusty, and violent cramps came from all over his body, which made his scalp numb.

"damn it……"

Looking at the man in black who came step by step, Fang Xuan's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

He has only just arrived in Douluo Continent, and he has just seen the tip of the iceberg in this magical world, is he about to die in such a place in unknown way?!

He is not reconciled!

"At this point, you haven't released Martial Soul. It seems that you really don't have Martial Soul..."

The man in black came with a sword and looked down on Fang Xuan condescendingly. His icy eyes didn't have any emotional fluctuations. He sneered and said, "Even if you have a martial spirit, there is only an ant, and all that is waiting for you today is death!"

"Then try it!"

Strong anger rose from his heart, Fang Xuan roared, holding a shadowless knife, and madly killing the man in black...