Douluo's first cut

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Thousands of people are fighting against the chaos above their heads and their feet on the sky!

What horrified Fang Xuan most was that everyone here had ten spirit rings, and the terrifying aura released was enough to make the Douluo Continent crumble!

Gods!

These people turned out to be 100-level gods!

Fang Xuan was shocked, as if witnessing a battle of the gods with his own eyes!

The last soul ring configuration among this group of people is the beginning of the ten thousand year soul ring, black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red, gold!

The vast majority of people even had their first spirit ring more than 100,000 years old, and they were...red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, and gold!

It is terrifying to the point of scary!

"what--"

"no, do not want!"

"Quick...Run away, that guy is..."

A series of fearful screams sounded from the chaos!

I saw in the middle of the battlefield, a red-haired man carrying a demon knife, covered in blood, killing him to madness, every time he swiped a knife, a large block of hundred-level gods fell, and he slaughtered wildly among a group of gods alone!

"God Killing?!! Who is that guy..."

Fang Xuan was frightened to see, so many hundred-level gods with ten spirit rings, no match for the red-haired man alone, were smashed and fleeing everywhere!

You know, that is a group of gods!

This scene is too shocking!

"Is the demon sword that man's weapon..."

Fang Xuan noticed that the scarlet demon knife held by the red-haired man was exactly the same as the old madman's knife.

With deep curiosity, Fang Xuan cautiously approached the center of the battlefield, casting his blazing gaze towards the red-haired man, wanting to see the latter's face covered by chaos...

At this moment, the red-haired man suddenly raised his head and stared at Fang Xuan coldly, his eyes opened and closed, two cold lights shot out, directly shattering his figure.

boom!!!

The next moment, Fang Xuan's head roared, his eyes were dark, and he awoke directly from the mysterious chaotic space. He gasped for breath, his body was already wet with cold sweat, his physical strength seemed to be overdrawn, and he collapsed to the ground weakly.

horrible!

It's horrible!

Just a glimpse, you can easily kill me, is this the power of the gods?!

Fang Xuan was breathing fast, his face was full of horror, obviously he hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

"Are you awake? Not bad, it can last so long!"

The old madman sat cross-legged on the ground, smiling at Fang Xuan.

"Old madman? Just...what exactly is that?!" Fang Xuan was startled, apparently shocked.

"As you said, it's just a battle, it's just... it's a battle of the gods!" The old madman said in a deep voice with deep eyes.

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"You should have seen the red-haired man who killed the gods, that is the owner of this demon sword!"

The old madman stroked the red demon knife and said seriously: "The name of this knife is-Demon Dao·Hongyu, a god-killing knife!"

"Demon Blade Red Rain!"

Fang Xuan was slightly startled, his eyes cast on the demon sword, his expression gradually became serious, the origin of this demon sword is really amazing!

"This demon sword is extremely powerful. Even as a Titled Douluo, I can't fully use the power of this sword. Even among the divine tools, this demon sword is the top level existence!"

The old madman turned his voice and sighed: "However, because the power of the demon sword is too strong, the power of the backlash used is also great. Once the demon sword is used, it will be swallowed by the horrible murderous in it!

You know, it's all the murderous aura left by killing the gods, even a trace of it will make ordinary people shattered. Even a Title Douluo like me, using this demon knife, bears a huge burden and price!"

"So that's it..."

Fang Xuan nodded earnestly, and finally understood why the old madman vomited blood for no reason. It seemed that he was bitten back by the terrifying murderous intent in the Demon Blade, and suffered a certain degree of internal injury.

"Okay, little madman, don't think about this demon sword for the time being. With your current strength, you will be crushed if you can't even swipe it!"

The old madman smiled faintly, and with a wave of his palm, he put the demon knife into the space ring, then took out a long black knife, and slowly handed it to Fang Xuan: "This black knife, water cut, will be given to you. As our separate gifts!"

"Huh? Isn't this knife cut off?"

Seeing the undamaged Black Knife Broken Water appeared in front of him, Fang Xuan seemed very surprised. In his memory, this knife should have been cut by the sword of Blood Douluo.

"Well, it took me three days to fix it again!" The old madman smiled lightly.

"It's fixed?!"

Fang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he was excited to take the black knife and water cut, stroking the pitch-black blade with some excitement. Although this knife is not as good as the magical sword of the magical level, it is also a top-notch famous knife. Surpassed his white sword · Wuying!

With his current strength, Hong Yu, the magical weapon-level demon sword, is no longer wishful thinking, but this black sword cuts water, but it is currently the most handy weapon!

"Haha, thank you!"

Fang Xuan was a little excited to play with the black knife, and thanked the old madman.

"Huh, that's not right..."

However, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and blinked and asked: "What did you just say, three days? What three days, didn't it take a moment?!"

"One day in the sky, one year under the ground, although you just stayed in that chaotic space for a while, it has actually been three days!" the old lunatic explained.

Fang Xuan was shocked!

In the God Realm, can't you feel the passing of time...

"Little madman, I'm leaving, see you by chance!" The old madman looked at Fang Xuan seriously, and sighed.

"What? You are leaving now!"

Fang Xuan was taken aback, and quickly said: "Don't worry, I still have a lot of questions to ask you, who are you? What kind of grievances do you have with the Spirit Hall, where did you get this demon sword? Don't lie to me Said it was picked up! I don't believe it!"

"Ha ha!"

The old madman smiled faintly and said: "Next time, next time...If we can meet again, I will tell you everything you want to know!"

"what?!"

Fang Xuan frowned, obviously dissatisfied with this answer.

However, the next moment, the figure of the old madman flashed and disappeared suddenly, only a hearty laughter came out: "Hahahaha, little madman, try to live, this world is very exciting!"

Fang Xuan stared at the place where the old lunatic had just stayed, startled, and was silent for a long time. His eyes surged with determination, and he nodded seriously: "I will live well..."