Douluo's first cut

You can search "Douluo No. 1 Dao Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!In front of the Pope’s Palace, a bloody battle broke out!

The sword was clanging, shouting to kill the sky, and the murderous mountain surged like a tsunami, like a violent wind sweeping across the ten directions, the palaces collapsed, the walls collapsed, and the whole land trembled violently!

On the top of the sky, Luo Xuanchen faced Pope Bibi Dong, his soul power was like a sea, and the killing was like a wave. The six titled Douluos fought together in the sky, and the colorful spirit rings rose into the sky!

On the earth, Fang Xuan fought alone against the heroes of the Hall of Martial Arts, and the six great souls revolved around him. Every time he shook his fist, a large block of paladins were blown up and blood-stained the Pope Hall!

"The bereaved dog at the beginning has become a climate now."

Pope Bibi Dong wears a brilliant crown on his head, beside him is a luxurious dragon robe, graceful and luxurious, like a noble and invincible queen, standing on the top of the sky, with a terrifying aura crushing nine heavens and ten earth!

Her phoenix eyes were frosty, she stared coldly at the white-haired man in front of her, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly: "But this is in front of the Pope’s Palace, and there is no room for arrogance. There are three thousand soul masters in this seat, and hundreds of souls. Holy power, the top ten titled Douluo, you will definitely call you, there will be no return!"

At this moment, all the powerhouses hidden in the Wuhun Temple were dispatched. The title-level powerhouses were as large as ten. There were countless Contras, Soul Sages, and Soul Emperors under the banner. Looking around, on the huge square, they were all The crowd is surging, the spirit ring is shining, and the total number is probably no less than three or four thousand!

Pope Bibi Dong guessed that someone would come to save Fang Xuan, so he was fully prepared for today’s execution. In addition to the apparent military strength, there were also an elite force of two or three thousand soul masters, hidden in the dark. Waiting for the opportunity!

At this moment, the spirit of the Martial Spirit Hall was exhausted, and he vowed to kill Luo Xuanchen and Fang Xuan in one swoop. With so many endless soul master troops, the two of them would be consumed by the consumption!

The Wuhun Temple is indeed profound, beyond the imagination of the world!

"At all costs, kill Fang Xuan!"

"This is an iron order from His Majesty the Pope!"

"Kill the roots of hatred in the cradle, kill!"

There were stern roars, and the Wuhun Hall went crazy. Thousands of temple knights slammed Fang Xuan with red eyes, looking from a distance like a beast wave, very spectacular!

"what……"

Fang Xuan's whole body was bloodied and he was mad, he screamed, his right hand suddenly protruded out, turning into a blue lightning, a soul saint burst out, another punch was blasted out, and ten guards were killed. Templar, his body burst into pieces, and his flesh and blood flew!

The Blue Silver Emperor spread rapidly on the ground, forming a domain field with a diameter of tens of meters. In the Blue Silver Emperor domain, Fang Xuan is close to invincible. This domain will greatly weaken the soul power of the soul master, which is very suitable for large-scale. Melee!

Fang Xuan stepped on the Blue Silver Domain, waving his fists, and slaying the Quartet among the powerful soul halls. He was unstoppable. In a short while, he killed the powerful soul master of hundreds of meters, and his supreme fierce power made many People are shocked!

However, the number of enemies is too much!

There are more than 3,000 soul masters in Wuhun Hall!

Densely dense, endless!

You can't kill it at all!

Under the fierce siege of thousands of powerful spirit masters, even Super Douluo might bleed, let alone Fang Xuan, who was just released from prison!

Although his strength is strong, he can't stand the siege of so many powerful people. Both his soul power and physical strength are consumed very severely. He is stuck with an army of thousands of people, and quickly falls into crisis.

"call out!"

A terrifying murderous intent struck, Fang Xuan's heart was stunned, and he fixed his eyes to find that a Spirit Hall Soul Douluo was killing aggressively.

This is a pinnacle Soul Douluo with a full eighty-eighth level. His cultivation is infinitely close to the Title Douluo. His spirit is a flaming lion, burning blazingly, and the hot heat wave surging out like magma, causing Fang Xuan feels like falling into the stove, suffering from the heat!

"Die! Little bastard!"

The pinnacle Contra roared, and the flaming lion above his head screamed frantically. Murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he raised the blazing flame fist to wash away the void and melt like a fierce blast from Fang Xuan's chest.

"A trivial Contra, what can I do?!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold and motionless, facing the attack of this pinnacle Contra, there was no fear on his face, and he did not choose to avoid it. Instead, he waved his fist and hit the latter head-on!

"Bang! Bang!"

With two loud noises, each of them received a punch in the chest, their sternum collapsed, coughing up blood, and at the same time they violently retreated seven steps backwards, both of them were not lightly injured, and neither of them took advantage.

The Spirit Douluo of the Spirit Hall is really strong, and the flame lion of the spirit is also the best among the spirits of the beast, and it is already worthy of title-level combat power.

In addition, in the fierce battle on the battlefield of thousands of people, Fang Xuan's soul power consumption was extremely serious, and this time he did not take up half of the benefit.

"Huh! Huh!"

Fang Xuan gasped, his exhaustion was evident on his face, sweat dripping from his forehead, his breathing became rapid, and the whole person felt very tired, but the enemies around him were endless!

At this moment, he missed his knife very much.

With a knife in his hand, Fang Xuan would be fearless!

...

"Hahahaha!"

Above the sky, Luo Xuan Chenhao zoomed in and laughed.Love reading www.adshuba.com

The demon knife·red rain chopped down from the sky, the devilish energy was billowing, and the ghost cried and wailed, like a peerless magic knife that split the sky in half. With an absolutely strong and domineering attitude, it abruptly slashed the Pope Bibi Dongli, breaking his body in two. Cut, blood splattered, broken bones splashed, the scene was extremely shocking.

This knife even split the Pope in half, stunning the audience!

"The Pope of Wuhun Temple...but so!"

Luo Xuanchen's silver hair was fluttering and his expression was calm. He looked at Bibi Dong, who was using his undead body and reorganizing his body in embarrassment, with a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Luo Xuanchen! If you don't kill you today, I will not be a man!"

A scream came out, Pope Bibi Dong was furious, although she has an immortal body that can easily gather fragments, but being slashed in half in public, this will undoubtedly greatly damage the Wuhun Hall. The face of the Pope!

How will she gain a foothold on this continent in the future?

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's heart raged wildly, staring coldly at the white-haired Luo Xuanchen above the sky, with murderous intent in his chest, frantically repairing the broken body, preparing to fight the latter.

"Huh? That's..."

At this time, Luo Xuanchen's pupils lit up and he found that a black soul guide ring was falling from the air. He grabbed the soul guide ring with his palm and directly grabbed the soul guide ring in his hand, his face could not help but reveal a touch of surprise.

This was the soul guide that had just dropped from Bibi Dong, but it was not Bibi Dong's, but Fang Xuan's soul guide ring!

Before going to prison, all the belongings on Fang Xuan's body were all searched and scraped, including this soul guide ring that stored many treasures.

Most importantly, his knife...is stored in it now.

"Little madman, your stuff!"

Luo Xuanchen smiled lightly and waved his long sleeves. This pitch-black Soul Guidance Ring, like a meteor, dashed through the void like a meteor, and flew quickly towards Fang Xuan who was fighting on the ground.

Above the earth, in front of the Pope’s Palace!

Facing a pinnacle Soul Douluo and hundreds of Temple Guardian knights, Fang Xuan was caught in an arduous battle, bleeding all over his body, bruised and bruised, and his aura was getting more and more wilting, as if he had already reached the point where the oil was exhausted.

"Haha, you can't do it, little bastard!"

As the strong man who suppressed one party, this Wuhundian Soul Douluo naturally clearly noticed Fang Xuan's decline, his eyes were bright, and his face showed a touch of ecstasy.

He took the opportunity to attack, and his strength exploded, swinging the flame god fist, madly rushing to Fang Xuan's head, and wanted to kill him in a big effort: "Don't continue to struggle, go to death, little bastard!"

boom!boom!boom!

The breath of death came to his face, Fang Xuan's face was pale and weak, looking at the burning flame fist, a touch of despair couldn't help but rise in his heart. Now his soul power is exhausted, it is difficult to resist this fist.

"call out!"

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and he had not yet reacted. A dark soul guide ring had fallen into his palm, shining with a deep light.

"This is... my ring!"

Seeing this soul guide ring of his own, Fang Xuan's dim eyes gradually brightened, and his right hand quickly slashed across the ring, and a long knife that was as dark as ink appeared out of thin air!

At the moment Black Blade·Broken Water appeared in front of Fang Xuan, the pitch-black blade trembled slightly, as if it was spiritual, it made a fierce sword chant!

It knows that its owner will lead it to fight in all directions again!

Fang Xuan's eyes shot out two lightnings, as soon as he grasped this black knife, his whole body was burning with warfare, and his blood-stained eyes gradually sharpened, like an unsheathed sharp blade, piercing through the world, cleaning the void!

Sprouted from many life and death battles, and grew up in the tempering in prison,

At this moment, his artistic conception is finally complete!

From the perception between life and death, life and death, reincarnation...

This is the saber intent of reincarnation!

Fang Xuan closed his eyes, as if he was one with the world, his whole body lit up with blood-red killing sword aura, and the long sword wrapped in the reincarnation mood suddenly swung out. The terrifying sword aura swept across the sky, and the entire void was twisted in vain.

"Ah... I don't want to die!"

"No! Impossible!"

"What kind of power is this, it's terrible!"

"Help! Who will help me!"

Countless miserable screams sounded. Under this sword that contained the artistic conception of reincarnation, hundreds of Temple Knights in the Wuhun Hall burst to pieces on the spot. There was no resistance, even the pinnacle Contra was physically Tear, blood on the spot, torn to pieces!

The sky is dim, the earth collapses, the void is distorted, and the universe is turned upside down, like the end of the world!

Countless experts in the Spirit Hall were buried under this sword, their bones became mountains, blood was like a river!

In the end, even the majestic and sacred Papal Palace collapsed, shattered, and melted in vain...

Shocked the world!