The night is dark and dangerous!

Whoa......

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the purple thunder dragon rolled in the thick clouds, and the rolling thunder reverberated down from the nine heavens, shaking the Eight Desolations.

Seeing his men dying one by one, the Soul King, who had been watching coldly and disdainfully to make a move, finally couldn't hold it back and shot at Fang Xuan!

"A bunch of waste, nine people can't even handle a soul sect, and the face of the Martial Soul Hall has been lost to you!" The Soul King stood with his hands in his hands and said angrily.

Before you know it, he has become the commander of the light pole, and if he doesn't make a move, there will be no one to use!

"Boy, do you know what will happen if you go against our Martial Spirit Palace? Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I will never let you go! ”

This middle-aged soul king's eyes were sharp, not angry and self-threatening, his body was tall and strong, his body was full of explosive power, and his powerful momentum rushed towards Fang Xuan like a tsunami.

"Hehe, it's ridiculous, it's obvious that you are indiscriminate, and you killed me as soon as you came up, and now you dare to put on the Wuhun Hall to oppress people, don't think that you Wuhun Hall people can do whatever you want, I killed the people of Wuhun Hall today!"

The long knife slammed into the ground, Fang Xuan stared coldly at the middle-aged Soul King, his handsome face was fearless, and the fierce sword qi erupted in vain, shattering the latter's momentum.

"My name is Mu Hong, a fifty-second level battle soul master, a martial soul divine beast Xuanwu!"

This Soul King of the Martial Spirit Palace, Mu Hong, took the initiative to tell his identity, glanced at Fang Xuan indifferently, and said, "Boy, I won't kill the nameless, I'll give you a chance to report your name!" ”

"Whew!"

Fang Xuan let out a long breath, calmly stared at the eyes of the Soul King Mu Hong, and said seriously, "My name...... Tang San! I live in the Holy Soul Village, and if I want to take revenge in the future, I can go there to find me! ”

Idiots will tell you who you really are!

You think I'm stupid?!

In these years, walking the rivers and lakes, it is really impossible to find a few more stand-ins.

Fang Xuan scolded for a while.

A fifty-second level soul king, this is a strong enemy, he didn't dare to be careless, staring at Mu Hong with all his attention, his expression was very solemn.

"Hehe, the courage is not small, and even the home address has been reported, but unfortunately, there is no need for that, because you are going to die here today!"

The moment the words fell, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black, five brilliant soul rings suspended from Mu Hong's body, and a powerful and unrivaled momentum erupted.

In particular, the ink-like black soul ring released an extremely terrifying aura, this turned out to be a 10,000-year soul ring!

"What a coercion!"

Fang Xuan's complexion changed, and from the top of that 10,000-year soul ring, he felt a strong oppressive force, and even his heart couldn't help but tremble.

The biggest gap between the Soul Sect and the Soul King is not just the level of soul power, but this 10,000-year-old soul ring!

A forty-level Soul Sect can absorb a soul ring of less than five thousand years at most, but after reaching the fifty-first level of the Soul King realm, he can absorb a 10,000-year level soul ring, and his strength will undergo earth-shaking changes, which is not the same!

Therefore, when the Soul Sect is against the Soul King, there is basically no chance!

"First Soul Technique, Wang Ba Fist!"

A turquoise Xuanwu Divine Turtle loomed on the surface of his body, Mu Hong roared, his body suddenly swept forward, he waved Wang Ba's fist, and rushed towards Fang Xuan fiercely.

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"Drawing the Sword: Storm Slash!"

Seeing this, Fang Xuan immediately drew his knife to resist, but the moment the Shadowless Knife touched Mu Hong's fist, a strange force suddenly came, like an out-of-control truck crashing into it, directly knocking Fang Xuan and his people out with the knife!

"Rub! It's so strong, it's like a monster, is this the power of the Soul King......"

The figure took nine steps back, just hitting the willow tree at the door of the blacksmith shop, Fang Xuan gasped in pain, the sound of bones shattering sounded, he gritted his teeth, and looked at Mu Hong, who was walking step by step, his face became extremely solemn.

I didn't expect the strength of the Soul King to be so terrifying!

He held the knife in both hands, relying on the power of his 50,000-year-old left arm bone, he could easily slash the Soul Sect, but in the face of the Soul King, it was difficult to even take his punch!

The gap brought about by a 10,000-year soul ring is really not covered!

"Looks like there's only going to be a try......"

Fang Xuan's eyes were deep, his expression was serious, he seriously thought about the way to defeat Mu Hong, and finally used the hole cards that had been hidden.

"Die, little ghost, it's your honor to die at the hands of a soul king!"

The five soul rings around Mu Hong's body shone brightly, the Xuanwu Divine Turtle roared, he swung the Wang Ba Fist again, and rushed towards Fang Xuan with a fierce momentum, ready to kill him in one fell swoop!

Looking at Mu Hong calmly, Fang Xuan's expression was calm, his deep eyes swelled with coldness, and he coldly spit out two words, "Devour!" ”

Engulf!

A soul skill attached to the 50,000-year-old bloody devouring of the left arm bone claimed to be able to refine everything in the world, but in the face of a soul king powerhouse who was a great realm higher than himself, Fang Xuan didn't know how much power this skill could exert.

Try it with Mu Hong today!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The devouring power exploded, and a black aura poured out from his left arm, quickly transmitting to the blade, revolving around the Shadowless Knife like a hurricane, as if turning into a black hole that could devour everything!

Devouring power, devouring all things!

With a low roar in his heart, Fang Xuan's eyes surged with determination, and he waved the shadowless knife that swung around the devouring qi, and slashed Mu Hong's Wang Ba fist hard!

"Hahahaha! I don't know whether to live or die, I really don't know how to learn a lesson, don't you understand, your knife can't stop my Wang Ba Fist at all! ”

Mu Hong sneered, and the majestic soul power in his body rushed out, and the green fist suddenly shone brightly, and its strength skyrocketed, and even the fist wind released was as sharp as a blade.

He used all his strength to urge his first soul technique, Wang Baquan, to the limit, and wanted to break the Shadowless Knife in one go, and directly bombard Fang Xuan to death!

However, at this moment, the devouring power on the Shadowless Knife spun at high speed, forming a vortex similar to the eye of the storm, and it actually devoured the powerful soul power released by Mu Hong.

"How is that possible?!! What kind of weird skill is your knife actually swallowing my attack?!! ”

Mu Hong's face was full of shock, and he looked at his right fist in disbelief.

I saw that the huge fist, which was originally one meter high, quickly shrank and shrunk, and instantly returned to its original size, losing the terrifying power just now!

"Ah...... Die!! ”

Fang Xuan let out a loud shout, and the rolling soul power erupted like magma, cutting off Mu Hong's right arm with a single sword, and slashing this soul king powerhouse out fiercely......

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