In front of the Pope's Palace, a bloody battle broke out!

The sword was sonorous, shouting to kill the heavens, and the murderous mountain was surging like a tsunami, like a violent wind sweeping in all directions, the temple shattered, the walls collapsed, and the whole earth trembled violently!

At the top of the firmament, Luo Xuanchen fought against Pope Bibi Dong, his soul power was like a sea, the killing momentum was like a tide, the six Titled Douluo fought together in the sky, and the colorful soul ring light rose to the sky!

On the earth, Fang Xuan fought alone against the heroes of the Martial Spirit Palace, and the six great martial spirits rotated around him, and every time he swung his fist, a large number of Templars were blown up, and the blood stained the Pope's Palace!

"The dog that lost its home at the beginning has now really become the climate."

Pope Bibi Dong wears a bright crown on his head, and a luxurious dragon robe beside him, graceful and luxurious, like a noble and invincible empress, standing on the top of the sky, and the terrifying momentum crushes the nine heavens and ten earths!

Her phoenix eyes were frosty, and 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 presumptuousness, there are three thousand soul masters in this seat, hundreds of soul saint powerhouses, and ten Title Douluo, and there will be no return!" ”

At this moment, all the hidden powerhouses of the Wuhun Hall were dispatched, and there were ten more powerhouses at the titled level alone, and there were countless Soul Douluo, Soul Saints, and Soul Emperors under its banner, and as far as the eye could see, the huge square was full of people, and the soul ring was shining, and the total number of people was not less than three or four thousand!

Pope Bibi Dong guessed that someone would definitely come to save Fang Xuan, so he had already made full preparations for today's execution, in addition to the troops on the surface, there were also two or three thousand elite troops of soul masters, hiding in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity!

At this moment, the Martial Soul Hall has exhausted its heritage, vowing to wipe out Luo Xuanchen and Fang Xuan, so many endless soul master troops, just consuming it will kill the two of them!

The Martial Spirit Hall is really profound, beyond the imagination of the world!

"Kill Fang Xuan at all costs!"

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

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

One after another roars rang out, the Martial Spirit Hall went crazy, and thousands of Templar Knights slaughtered Fang Xuan with red eyes, looking from afar like a beast tide, very spectacular!

"Ah......h

Fang Xuan's whole body was stained with blood, killing to the point of madness, he roared wildly, his right hand suddenly poked out, turned into a blue lightning, and tore a soul saint apart, and another punch blasted out, killing ten templars, his body was shattered, and his flesh and blood flew sideways!

The Blue Silver Emperor spread rapidly across the earth, forming a domain field with a diameter of tens of meters, in the Blue Silver Emperor Domain, Fang Xuan was close to an invincible existence, this domain would greatly weaken the soul master's soul power, which was very suitable for large-scale melee!

Fang Xuan stepped on the blue silver realm, waved his fists, and slaughtered all directions in a crowd of Martial Spirit Hall powerhouses, unstoppable, and in a short time, he killed hundreds of meters of soul master powerhouses, and his supreme ferocity shocked many people!

However, the number of enemies is simply too many!

There are more than 3,000 soul masters of the Martial Spirit Palace!

Dense and endless!

You can't kill it all!

Under the fierce siege of thousands of powerful soul masters, even Super Douluo could shed blood, let alone Fang Xuan, who had just been released from prison!

Although his strength is strong, he can't withstand the siege of so many strong people, and his soul power and physical strength are all very seriously consumed, and he is stuck with an army of thousands of people, and he soon fell into a crisis.

"Whew!"

A terrifying killing machine struck, Fang Xuan's heart froze, and he fixed his eyes and found that a Soul Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall was killing violently.

This was a peak Contra Douluo with level eighty-eight, cultivated to an infinite level close to Title Douluo, his martial soul was a flaming lion, blazing, and the hot heat wave rippled out like magma, making Fang Xuan feel as if he had fallen into a furnace and suffered from the heat!

"Die! Little mongrel! ”

This peak Contra roared, the flaming lion above his head roared wildly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he raised the frantically burning Flame Divine Fist, cleansing the void, melting as if it were a fierce blast towards Fang Xuan's chest.

"Just Contra, what can you do to me?!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold, motionless as a mountain, in the face of this peak Contra Douluo's attack, there was no fear on his face, let alone choose to dodge, but instead waved his fist and rushed at the latter!

"Bang! Bang! ”

There were two loud bangs, and the two of them each received a punch in the chest, their sternum collapsed, they coughed up blood, and at the same time they retreated seven steps backwards, all of them were injured lightly, and no one used to take advantage.

This Soul Douluo of the Martial Soul Hall is really strong, and the Martial Soul Flame Lion is also the best among the beast martial souls, and he is already worthy of a 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 half of the advantage.

"Whew! Call! ”

Fang Xuan gasped, his face was full of fatigue, beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead, and even his breathing became short, the whole person was already very tired, but the enemies around him were endless!

At this moment, he missed his knife immensely.

If he had a knife in his hand, Fang Xuan would be fearless!

……

"Hahahaha!"

Above the sky, Luo Xuanchen smiled magnificently, alone against the top ten Titled Douluo, but the clouds were light and light, and he had no fear.

The demon knife red rain slashed down from the sky, the demonic energy was rolling, the ghost cried wolf, like a peerless magic knife splitting the sky in half, with an absolutely tough and domineering attitude, the Pope Bibi Dong was slashed, the body was broken into two, blood was splashed, broken bones were splashed, and the scene was extremely shocking.

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

"Martial Spirit Hall Pope...... But that's it! ”

Luo Xuanchen's silver hair fluttered, his expression was calm, and he looked at Bibi Dong, who was using his immortal body to reorganize his body in embarrassment, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Luo Xuanchen! If I don't kill you today, I swear not to be a person! ”

A terrible scream came out, and Pope Bibi Dong was furious, although she had an immortal body that could be called immortal, and she could easily condense a fragmented body, but being split in half by someone in public would undoubtedly greatly damage the face of the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace!

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

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's heart was furious, staring coldly at the white-haired Luo Xuanchen above the sky, the killing intent in his chest boiling, frantically repairing his broken body, preparing to fight the latter to the death.

"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 sky, he grabbed it with the palm of his hand, and directly grabbed this soul guide ring in his hand, and his face couldn't help but show a touch of surprise.

This is the soul guide that fell from Bibi Dong's body just now, but it is not Bibi Dong's, but Fang Xuan's soul guide ring!

Before he was imprisoned, all the items on Fang Xuan's body were searched and scraped, including this soul guide ring that stored many treasures.

Most importantly, his knife ...... Store it in there now.

"Little madman, your thing!"

Luo Xuanchen smiled, and with a wave of his long sleeves, this pitch-black soul guide ring crossed the void like a meteor, and flew towards Fang Xuan, who was fighting fiercely on the ground.

On the earth, in front of the Pope's Palace!

Facing a peak Contra Douluo and hundreds of Templars, Fang Xuan fell into a hard battle, bleeding all over his body, his body was covered in bruises, and his breath became more and more sluggish, as if he had reached the point of running out of oil and running out.

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

As a strong man who suppressed the party, this Soul Hall Soul Douluo naturally clearly sensed Fang Xuan's decline, his eyes lit up, and his face showed a touch of ecstasy.

He took the opportunity to attack, and his strength exploded in an all-round way, swinging the Flame God Fist, and frantically blasted Fang Xuan's head, wanting to kill him in one go: "Don't continue to struggle, go die, little mongrel!" ”

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The aura of death rushed to his face, Fang Xuan's face was pale and weak, looking at the flaming fist of flames, he couldn't help but feel a touch of despair in his heart, now that his soul power was exhausted, it was difficult to resist this punch.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and before he could react, a pitch-black soul guide ring had already fallen into his palm, flashing with a deep light.

"It's ...... My ring! ”

Seeing this soul guide ring that belonged to him, Fang Xuan's dim eyes gradually lit up, and his right hand quickly slashed across the ring, and a long knife as black as ink appeared out of thin air!

The moment the black knife and broken water appeared in front of Fang Xuan, the ink-black blade trembled slightly, as if it had spirituality, and let out a passionate knife groan!

It knows that its master will lead it to battle again!

Fang Xuan's eyes shot out two bolts of lightning, as soon as he grasped this black knife, his whole body was burning with battle intent, and his blood-stained eyes gradually sharpened, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, piercing through the heavens and the earth, cleansing the void!

Sprouting from many life-and-death battles, growing up in the trials of prison,

At this moment, his artistic conception has finally come to fruition!

Perception from life and death, life and death, reincarnation......

This is the reincarnation sword intent!

Fang Xuan closed his eyes, as if he was one with this heaven and earth, his whole body ignited with blood-red killing knife qi, and the long knife wrapped in the artistic conception of reincarnation suddenly swung out, and the terrifying sword qi swept through the nine heavens, and the entire void was distorted in vain.

"Ah...... I don't want to die! ”

"Nope! No way! ”

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

"Help! Who's going to save me! ”

Countless miserable screams rang out, and under this sword that contained the artistic conception of reincarnation, hundreds of Soul Protector Knights of the Martial Spirit Hall exploded on the spot, without the power to resist, and even the peak Soul Douluo's body was torn apart, bleeding on the spot, and shattering his bones!

The sky is dark, the earth is crumbling, the void is twisted, and the universe is turned upside down, as if the end of the world is coming!

Countless martial soul hall powerhouses were buried under this sword, their corpses and bones were like mountains, and blood was like a river!

In the end, even the majestic and holy papal palace collapsed, shattered, and melted in vain......

The world was shocked!