Under the stars!

The two Titled Douluo confronted each other coldly, and the nine soul rings on their respective bodies shone brightly, releasing a terrifying killing machine like a fierce beast in the wilderness, sweeping through the Liuhe Eight Desolations, making the earth tremble!

Blood Douluo's eyes were indifferent, the red robe was windless, his right palm was spread out, and a three-foot blood sword emerged from the palm of his hand, and an indescribable terrifying smell of blood permeated.

This was actually a blood sword martial spirit, as if it came from the Infernal Hell, full of evil aura, that kind of rich and extremely ferocious aura, which made many people around tremble.

"Luo Xuanchen, you guys born with a waste martial soul can actually cultivate to the title level step by step, it's really rare!"

Blood Douluo held the three-foot blood sword in his hand, staring at the old madman indifferently, the corners of his mouth outlined a dangerous arc, and said, "But, your good luck ends here, draw the sword!" ”

"Indeed, the grievances between us will be settled today!"

The old madman's gray hair was scattered, his eyes were deep, and he coldly locked on Blood Douluo, and infinite killing intent appeared on his resolute face, and he said in a deep voice: "Blood Sword One, the debt that your Martial Spirit Hall owes me, I will recover it from you one by one!" ”

Before the words fell, the nine soul rings on his body shone brightly, wielding the black knife and breaking the water, wrapped in endless killing machines, and frantically slaughtered at Blood Douluo!

The title-level war broke out!

Strong!

It's too strong!

Is this the battle between Title Douluo?!

Looking at the two Titled Douluo in the battle, Fang Xuan was shocked, as if he had witnessed the real world with his own eyes, this was the peak power of the Douluo Continent!

I didn't expect the old madman to be a Titled Douluo, this guy is so deeply hidden.

Luo Xuanchen, Blood Sword One, and Wuhun Palace......

What the hell is going on?!

From the conversation between the two, Fang Xuan captured some information and frowned and thought about it.

The old madman's real name should be Luo Xuanchen, and that Blood Douluo Blood Sword One, as well as the dozen or so Soul Sect powerhouses nearby, should all be from the Martial Spirit Palace.

What kind of grievances does the old madman have with the Martial Spirit Palace?!

Fang Xuan was puzzled.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the Young Soul Sect of the Martial Spirit Hall sneered, and suddenly raised his fist, aimed at Fang Xuan's head, and slammed it down!

The fist wind tore through the air, shook the soul, and the breath of death rushed to the face.

"Wow!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold, and the shadowless knife in the scabbard broke free in vain, and a white sword light lit up in the dark night, tearing through the drowsy night, and slashing over the body of the Young Soul Sect in an instant.

"Thorny ......"

There was a tearing sound of flesh and bones, this young soul sect's face was dumbfounded, and before he could understand what was happening, he was directly cut off by Fang Xuan, his upper body was dislocated from his waist, and blood gushed out wildly.

This knife was fast, so fast that it was impossible to see the figure, and before the fist of the Young Soul Sect came, it was killed first!

"How is it possible, he killed Zhang Xu at level forty-eight with one sword, what kind of person is this kid?!!"

The powerhouses of the Martial Spirit Hall were full of shock, and they looked at the cold young man with the knife in disbelief, and gradually put away their previous contempt for Fang Xuan.

[Congratulations on defeating a Four-Ring Soul Sect, reward: 1000 sword draws, soul power *1000]

The system's prompt rings in my head.

The corners of Fang Xuan's mouth couldn't help but raise a trace of arc, that 50,000-year-old soul bone was very much for his improvement, plus after the Shadowless Knife was strengthened, the comprehensive attribute increased by about 20%, and the knife speed became faster and stronger!

Therefore, Fang Xuan was not afraid of the Soul Sect powerhouse at all now, even if he was about to break through to the Soul King's high-ranking Soul Sect, he was not afraid at all.

Killing a Soul Sect with one sword, Fang Xuan's eyes were cold, without any hesitation, the Shadowless Knife swung out again, killing the other white-robed Soul Sect in front of him.

Having just died a companion, this white-robed soul sect was obviously on guard, and did not despise Fang Xuan as much as before, he reacted quickly and directly erupted into a martial soul.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, the martial soul of the White Robe Soul Sect turned out to be a golden shield, which looked extremely strong, just enough to restrain Fang Xuan's sword.

"Bell!!"

The Shadowless Blade slashed heavily at the golden shield, making a clear metallic impact, and the indestructible blade was hindered and failed to split it!

"What a hard shield, it's like a turtle shell!"

Fang Xuan was a little surprised, the martial soul of the white-robed soul sect was hard and a little perverted, his shadowless knife slashed on it, not only failed to break through the shield's defense, but his arm was a little numb by the shock.

"Hahahaha, stinky boy, don't be too arrogant, my martial soul is called King Kong Shield, as strong as steel, indestructible, you want to break through my defenses, in another 10,000 years!"

Seeing that Fang Xuan was deflated, the white-robed soul sect laughed proudly, and he was very informative about the defense of his martial soul.

"Oh, yes, let's try it then!"

Fang Xuan's eyes surged with madness, and he snorted coldly, "Today, I must split your turtle shell!" ”

The next moment, he raised his left hand and placed it on the hilt, holding the knife with both hands instead!

The terrifying power of the 50,000-year-old soul bone exploded, and the shadowless knife turned into a cold glow, frantically slashing at the white-robed soul sect.

"It's useless, don't you understand, your knife can't help me at all!"

Looking at Fang Xuan, who was killing with a sword, the white-robed Soul Sect sneered, raised the Vajra Shield Martial Soul again, and placed it in front of him to resist Fang Xuan's attack.

"Boom!"

However, this time, his Vajra Shield failed to block Fang Xuan's Shadowless Knife, under the blessing of the terrifying power of the 50,000-year-old left arm bone, this sword was incomparably strong, and it forcibly smashed the Vajra Shield Martial Soul, and even the white-robed Soul Sect stood up and slashed together, blood and broken bones splattered out and spilled all over the ground.

Fang Xuan bathed in blood, standing in the dark, under his feet was the corpse of the white-robed soul sect, the white knife Wuying had just finished killing, but it was not stained with a trace of blood, and the slender blade shone with a moon-white halo, which looked particularly dazzling in the dark night.

"How could it be ?!!"

The audience was shocked!

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Thank you for the 20,000 reward of the big guy [Xing Yichen], thank you very much, add more, I haven't saved the manuscript now, and I'll add it to you in two days.

The big guy suddenly rewarded 20,000 points, but he didn't even say a word, which made the little author tremble.

Alas, something happened, let's open a single chapter in the evening and talk to everyone about five cents......