The scarlet light quietly bloomed from Bibi Dong's ninth soul ring, enveloping the delicate body, and the body that was broken in two from the waist was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was back to its original state in the blink of an eye!

"Is that the Immortal......

Looking at this perverted restorative power, Fang Xuan's blood-stained cheeks revealed a touch of solemnity.

Bibi Dong's ninth soul skill, the immortal body, this soul skill originates from the 100,000-year-old soul beast Death Spider Emperor, which is an extremely powerful healing soul skill, even if the body is beaten to pieces, it can be instantly restored to its original state, which can be called an immortal body.

Although this soul skill can't make Bibi Dong invincible below the god level, it can make her immortal below the god level!

Unless he is a god-level powerhouse, he will never be able to kill Bibi Dong in this state.

Enduring the sharp pain that penetrated his chest, Fang Xuan gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground, his body glowing with milky white divine light, and he used the Nine Heart Begonia to quickly treat the wound.

Fang Xuan and Bibi Dong both have healing soul skills, whether it is the Nine Heart Begonia or the Immortal Body, the healing ability is very perverted, so in terms of endurance, he does not have any advantage, on the contrary, due to the difference in rank, the longer the war drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan raised his stubborn face and looked at Bibi Dong a hundred meters away, his eyes flashed with a touch of madness, above his long body, black, black, black, black, red, six soul rings shone brightly, a terrifying momentum comparable to the title level, like a rolling wind.

"Roar—"

There was a long roar, the earth shook, the void distorted, Fang Xuan's whole body was bathed in angelic divine light, the long knife ignited a cluster of red flames, and the majestic body cut through the sky, like a meteor crashing into Bibi Dong.

Everywhere he passed, the earth collapsed, the angry clouds rolled upside down, and he operated the Seraphim Martial Spirit, with the pure and pure power of light, to deal with the evil and dark Bibi Dong!

"Boom-"

Bibi Dong held a pitch-black spider spear in his hand, immediately crossed, heroic, and nine soul rings loomed on the surface of his body, like an invincible female god of war, majestic, and powerful!

The power of the Title Douluo-level all exploded at this moment, and her whole body burned with rolling demonic flames, filled with a cold and evil aura, like thousands of powerful ghosts roaring in her ears, making countless people change color!

"Kill!"

The two of them roared in unison, fighting together!

The long knife collided with the spear, the earth collapsed in vain, and the murderous aura swept through Liuhe, this battle was so amazing, it was comparable to the battle of life and death between the two titles, wisps of peerless killing machines leaked, destroying the ring, shattering the walls, and even a large area of the surface was lifted.

With the blessing of the true bodies of the six martial souls, as well as the majestic soul power of the 100,000-year soul ring, Fang Xuan's momentum reached the pinnacle, and he already had the power of the Great War Title Douluo, and he fought hundreds of rounds with Bibi Dong, and he did not fall behind!

"This Fang Xuan is really against the sky......"

A boy who was only seventeen years old was now in an inseparable battle with the titled pope, and everyone was amazed, as if they had witnessed the birth of a miracle!

"That's ...... Fang Xuan?! ”

Looking at Fang Xuan, who was fighting the Pope in the sky, Tang San's face was full of sluggishness, and the corners of his mouth were filled with bitterness, not long ago, he had also competed with Fang Xuan in the ring, and the battle was on par.

Now, Fang Xuan repeatedly broke out his hole cards, and his strength was actually raised to the title level in an instant, fighting with the strongest pope on this continent, Tang San sighed with emotion, unconsciously, he had been thrown behind by Fang Xuan, and there was no hope of catching up anymore.

"This guy is so perverted!"

Around the square, Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, Feng Xiaotian, and the young geniuses of the major academies were all in mixed moods, in front of the demonic Fang Xuan, they were solid as green leaves, and they could only be reduced to foils.

"It's amazing, His Majesty the Pope has used all his strength, and that little ghost can still hold on, it's incredible." Ju Douluo was a little dazed.

The rest of the major Title Douluo, as well as the cardinal of the Martial Spirit Hall, were all startled, and they couldn't believe the scene they saw in front of them.

"No matter what, I must find a way to bring Fang Xuan out of Martial Spirit City......

Ning Fengzhi was excited in his heart, Fang Xuan's current performance was really amazing, but he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he actually already had the strength of the title level, if it was ten or twenty years later, he couldn't predict how strong Fang Xuan would be.

The thoughts in his mind spun rapidly, and he was firm in his belief that he would rescue Fang Xuan, even if he poured out the power of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect and the Heaven Dou Empire.

Still, there is little hope.

After all, this is Wuhun City!

……

Above the sky!

In the frantic battle between Fang Xuan and Bibi Dong, blood and severed limbs continued to fall from the sky.

"Hahahaha, the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall is nothing more than that!"

With a heroic laugh, Fang Xuan's black hair danced, the shadowless knife tore through the void, the first knife cut off Bibi Dong's spider spear, the second knife broke Bibi Dong's martial soul true body, and the third knife forcibly split her whole person, blood splashed, and broken bones splashed!

"Little brute, don't be too arrogant!"

Bibi Dong was furious, her immortal body was activated, her body quickly recovered, she roared angrily, smashed Fang Xuan's left arm with a punch, a spear pierced Fang Xuan's chest, and the war spear swung and threw him out fiercely!

Both of them have healing skills, they can be reborn with severed limbs, and their bodies can be reforged, which can be called immortal, so they have been holding each other, and the battle is inseparable.

This kind of battle scene is extremely terrifying, like a beast fighting, primitive and bloody, the two of them kill to madness, a knife and a spear swing, will bring a large splash of blood, occasionally broken bones and internal organs splashed, the scene is extremely appalling!

"You can fight with this seat for so long, even if you die, you are proud enough!"

Bibi Dong's eyes were indifferent, and he glanced indifferently at the dying embarrassed figure not far away, and the corners of his mouth raised a contemptuous arc: "So Fang Xuan, you should obediently tie up your hands, you are already at the end of the crossbow, the oil is exhausted, and there is no point in struggling any longer." ”

Fang Xuan was silent!

That's right, as Bibi Dong said, he is really exhausted now, and he can't squeeze out a little soul power, after all, he is not a Title Douluo, and after fighting Bibi Dong for so long, his soul power is finally insufficient to support, and he may be defeated at any time.

In order to gain the strength to fight against Bibi Dong, Fang Xuan has always maintained a state of unity between man and sword, burning all his strength, and forcibly raising his combat power to the peak.

But maintaining it at this peak state all the time is too serious for the consumption of killing sword qi and soul power.

After three hundred rounds of fighting with Bibi Dong, Fang Xuan finally ran out of support, and fell directly out of the state of human and sword integration, his aura suddenly withered, not even as good as an ordinary soul saint.

The killing sword qi was completely depleted, and the soul power was dried up and exhausted...... Even his body shook unsteadily, and he almost fell from a high altitude.

At this moment, Fang Xuan was truly at the end of his rope.

However, instead of choosing to sit still, he raised the Shadowless Knife one last time, ready to hold his breath and swing the last sword!

This may be the last stab in his life......

Looking at the swaying, weak figure like straw in the wind, Bibi Dong hugged his jade arm, showed a mocking smile, and said, "Hehe, you can't even stand steadily, can you still hold a knife?!" ”

Fang Xuan was silent, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, his face was not shocked, he ignored Bibi Dong's ridicule, and swung this last knife with all his attention.

"Buzz ......"

It's just a knife, a very ordinary one.

The speed is not very fast, and the power is not very strong.

However, the moment this sword was swung out, this void was twisted in an incredible arc, the heavens and the earth were turned upside down, and the wind and clouds were reversed!

"What's going on?!"

Bibi Dong's complexion changed, and he felt a touch of crisis from that ordinary knife.

She was confused and puzzled, Fang Xuan had clearly exhausted all her soul power, and she couldn't even release her martial soul true body, but for some reason, she had a feeling of palpitations......

This knife contains a trace of artistic conception power!

Knife intent!

The state of mind comprehension above the sword momentum.

At this moment when he was on the verge of despair, Fang Xuan's comprehension of the knife finally made a breakthrough, from the initial momentum of attracting heaven and earth, it began to contain a stronger and more profound artistic conception power!

The ordinary knife gently swung down from the air, as indifferent and calm as a cloud floating by......

"Ah......h

Bibi Dong screamed miserably, his whole body was torn apart by a terrifying knife qi, shattered, blood flowed, and flew out in embarrassment, smashing heavily on the ground.

At the same time, the papal palace, which symbolizes sacredness and majesty, collapsed!