Douluo's first cut

You can search "Douluo No. 1 Dao Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!The night passed quietly, the sun lazily rises from the eastern sky, and the broken golden sunlight gently spilled down the wet ground, awakening a new dawn.

Sunny after the rain!

A beautiful rainbow appeared in the light gray sky. Fang Xuan, who just raised his eyes, felt a little dazzling. He raised his white palm to block his eyes, but there was still a colorful stream of light passing through his fingers, sprinkling on the somewhat lazy one. Above the handsome face.

"Ha~ Where am I?!"

Fang Xuan yawned lazily, put his hands on the ground, straightened up his exhausted body, and scanned the unfamiliar surroundings blankly.

This is a bush jungle, there are no tall trees around, not even a beast has been found, it is not like that kind of remote soul beast forest.

After a bloody battle last night, Fang Xuan's physical strength was exhausted. He didn't remember where he came with the old madman. He just knew that when he stopped, he fell asleep without saying anything.

Because he is so tired!

After slept soundly for a night, his physical strength recovered a lot, and Fang Xuan's physical condition was obviously improved.

"By the way, where is the old madman?"

Fang Xuan's gaze swept around, and he didn't find the old madman. He muttered: "Could it be that he is dead? That guy, I helped him solve so many enemies in the Spirit Hall yesterday. Why don't you give it to me? Some compensation!"

Rustle, rustle...

A sway of grass blades sounded, and the old madman with disheveled hair came from the depths of the jungle, staring at Fang Xuan with a smile, and said, "What compensation do you want?!"

"Oh, you are not dead!"

Looking at the old madman sitting next to him, Fang Xuan's eyes lit up and he looked a little surprised. The old madman's hidden and terrifying power shocked him.

Who would have thought that that ordinary blacksmith would be a powerful Title Douluo!

"Why don't you give me a 800,000 gold soul coin?!" Fang Xuan touched his chin, alive like a petty citizen, hesitating.

"Haha, a dignified prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, is still short of money? Is it okay to be a little talented!" The old lunatic shouted with a smile.

"Cut, my prince is worthless, the emperor Lao Tzu has not even given me a copper soul coin..." Fang Xuan said lightly.

"Okay, don't cry poor, because I am poorer than you!"

The old madman stared at Fang Xuan calmly, spreading his hands and saying, "I want money, I can't give it, and... I didn't ask you to help!"

This old guy must have seen Liangjian!

Speaking of rogues, fight against Comrade Li Yunlong!

The corners of Fang Xuan's mouth twitched violently. It seemed that it was basically impossible to pluck the hair from this iron rooster.

He sighed with great regret, and leaned his head towards the rock behind him. He inadvertently saw the scarlet demon knife inserted diagonally beside the old madman, his eyes suddenly hot.

This is a rare artifact in the world, and its terrifying power has long been seen by Fang Xuan. With this knife last night, the old madman smashed and killed the Blood Douluo with a single knife, which is absolutely domineering!

"Hey, no money is okay, then let me try this knife!!"

Fang Xuan ran up to the old madman, staring at the blood-red demon knife with some greedy eyes. He couldn't help rubbing his palms, and couldn't wait to reach out and touch the demon knife...

"Snapped!"

A thick palm covered with calluses patted it, directly knocking out Fang Xuan's right hand that had just stretched out.

The old madman glanced at Fang Xuan faintly, and said solemnly, "Little madman, this knife is not something you can bear now! If you touch it indiscriminately, you might die!"

"Is it as evil as you said? Just say it if you don't give it a try, stinging! Cut it~" Fang Xuan couldn't help but curled his lips, slandered, and glanced reluctantly at the demon knife.58 reading www.dushu58.com

For a swordsman like him, this demon sword is simply the supreme treasure he dreams of. It is a level higher than the white sword Wuying he is currently using. It is a weapon that a hundred-level god possesses.

"Hey hey, old madman, where did you get this knife?" Fang Xuan asked curiously, staring at the demon knife.

"Picked up on the ground..." the old madman said lightly.

"Huh? Really, where I picked it up, I will try my luck and pick it up again!" Fang Xuan geared up in excitement.

"I won't tell you..."

"Fuck!"

The corners of Fang Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't see that this old guy was a little bit humble!

Failing to touch the demon sword, Fang Xuan was very sorry, sitting in front of the old madman without saying a word, his eyes fixed on the demon sword!

After a while, the old madman raised his head and cast his deep eyes on Fang Xuan's body through his messy gray long hair, and said, "You really try this knife?"

"amount……"

Fang Xuan stayed for a while, then showed a touch of joy, and nodded seriously: "Hmm!"

"Well, let your kid have an addiction today, try the power of the artifact!"

The old madman smiled, and finally agreed with reluctance. He seriously warned: "But I said in advance, if you try to make any accidents, I will not be responsible!"

"Cut, don't bluff me, it's just a knife, is it possible to eat people?!"

Fang Xuan rolled his eyes, ignoring the old madman’s intimidation, with anticipation and excitement in his heart, stretched out his right hand and grasped the demon knife...

"Little madman, use your eyes to see the vastness of the world!"

Looking at Fang Xuan who was holding the demon knife, the old lunatic had deep eyes and muttered quietly.

boom!!!

When Fang Xuan held the demon sword, countless tyrannical murderous auras surged crazily from the demon sword, as if a hundred thousand sharp blades pierced him together, his body was torn, his soul was crushed, and he couldn't help his pain. Wailed.

At this moment, Fang Xuanxiang was in the murderous vortex of thousands of troops, his weak body was torn apart by life, and even his spirit collapsed directly.

too strong!

It is too strong!

Is this the power of God level!

As if awakened from a nightmare, Fang Xuan's heart was shocked, and his face was directly distorted in pain, and his right hand holding the demon knife exploded on the spot. This murderous aura was so terrible that a mortal body could not bear it.

He was unwilling to gritted his teeth, his skin and flesh were exploded, leaving only the right hand of Bai Sensen's skeleton, still holding the demon knife firmly, and refused to let go.

Fang Xuan clenched his teeth and insisted. While using Jiuxin Begonia to repair his injuries, he sank his consciousness into the demon knife, supporting it hard under the murderous aura of destruction, and refused to give up...

"Good toughness!"

The old madman noticed this scene, smiled and nodded.

boom!!

I don't know how long it took, until he adapted to the terrifying murderous aura in the demon sword, Fang Xuan's mind roared, the world changed in vain, and the world before him was quickly torn apart.

A magnificent picture is slowly unfolding...