Overlord!

This is a name that once commanded the world, everyone knows it, a tyrant sword, sweeping Douluo, was extremely brilliant in that era.

A long time ago, in the Martial Spirit Palace, in addition to the thousand clans of the angel clan, there was also the Luo clan who inherited the sword martial soul and was equally powerful.

The two families are on an equal footing, fighting each other, and jointly ruling the Martial Spirit Palace!

About a few decades ago, the Angel Clan gave birth to the most amazing and brilliant Tianjiao in history, Qiandaoliu, which swept through countless powerhouses in the Douluo Continent to face the Luo Clan's contemporary overlord!

The two fought for ten days and ten nights, and the battle was until the sky fell apart and the world turned upside down.

In the end, Badao was defeated and died at the hands of Qiandaoliu, and the Luo clan was subsequently removed from the Wuhun Palace, and the Qianclan held the authority of the Wuhun Hall alone, and the Badao was extinct in the Douluo Continent from then on!

As for the old madman Luo Xuanchen, he is the survivor of the Badao clan...... At the same time, it is also the number one enemy of the Wuhun Palace, in the eyes of the Thousand Clans, the danger of the overlord sword is not weaker than that of Haotian Sect back then!

These past events were all speculated by Fang Xuan from Bibi Dong's words, Bibi Dong hid the existence of the angel clan and the Thousand Daoliu, and only said that it was a super powerhouse of the Wuhun Hall who defeated the contemporary overlord of the Luo clan.

However, Fang Xuan could understand after thinking about it that the super powerhouse hidden in the Martial Spirit Hall was who there was besides Qiandaoliu.

"Fang Xuan, this seat gives you a month to think about it!"

Before Pope Bibi Dong left, he took a deep look at Fang Xuan and said, "Change a clean cell for the champion genius of our Soul Master Competition, don't let him die!" ”

In the end, under Bibi Dong's order, the jailers prepared a clean small single room for Fang Xuan, made of stainless steel, unbreakable, even the ground was paved with steel, it was impossible for a person who had lost his soul power to escape from here.

Moreover, nine iron chains were added to his body, and he couldn't move, which could be described as difficult to fly.

"Thirty days......

Fang Xuan's eyes were cloudy, lying in the dark prison, quietly waiting for the day of judgment to come.

However, it was obvious that the Wuhun Hall would not let him eat rice comfortably at home, and it didn't take long for an uninvited guest to come to the door.

"Long time no see, Fang Xuan!"

A tall and noble figure walked into the prison!

This person was dressed in a golden robe, a golden crown, and a satin brocade robe, and he was dressed very decently and dignified, and his whole body exuded a majesty belonging to the superior person.

As soon as he arrived, he greeted Fang Xuan warmly, as if he had seen an old friend who had not seen him for many years, and said with a gentle smile: "Having said that, since we separated from the Soul Master Promotion Tournament last time, this is the first time we have met, I didn't expect you to be really promising, you actually won the championship of the Soul Master Finals in one fell swoop, and also turned the Pope's Palace upside down, hehe, I really underestimated you." ”

"Hehe, rare guest, I didn't expect that His Majesty the Pope had just finished reading me, and the platinum bishop of the Martial Spirit Hall came to visit again, I feel very honored!"

Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes, quietly stared at the person who came, and said coldly, "Bishop Salas. ”

This person is the platinum bishop Salas of the Martial Spirit Palace, since a long time ago, Salas has been hostile to Fang Xuan, and has also sent a soul saint-level powerhouse to assassinate him, the relationship between the two is extremely bad, it can be described as a life and death enemy.

In this case, Salas came to the prison, obviously nothing good.

"Where, where, peerless genius of the Heaven Dou Empire, my Martial Spirit Hall must be treated in the most friendly way!"

Salas smiled kindly, took out a thin and long needle from the soul guide, aimed it at the tip of Fang Xuan's right index finger, and stabbed it fiercely.

A sharp pain that pierced the heart suddenly came, frantically stimulating Fang Xuan's nerves.

His eyes were blood-red, he gritted his teeth, and stared at Salas without saying a word, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Hehe, how about Fang Xuan, are you still satisfied with my greeting?!"

Salas sneered, his palm continued to exert force, the iron needle slowly stirred in Fang Xuan's fingers, wisps of blood overflowing from the wound, accompanied by bursts of sharp pain.

Ten fingers to heart!

This kind of pain was more intense than breaking two bones, Salas was very good at torturing people, but in the midst of talking and laughing, he gave Fang Xuan the most vicious torture!

Fang Xuan was silent, he didn't even snort, with an extraordinary tenacity, he supported it stiffly, just staring at Salas coldly with those cold eyes, like a bloodthirsty wolf!

"Don't worry, let's take our time, it's a full thirty days, I have to let you, a peerless genius who comes out once in a century, obediently kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, genius? Hehe, in front of our Wuhun Palace, it's just a bunch of stinky shit, and in the future, even if you are ready to confess your secret, this seat may not be willing to listen to it! ”

Salas sneered repeatedly, his face surging with endless malice, once in the Soul Master Promotion Competition, Fang Xuan had opposed him everywhere, making him unable to get off the stage many times, this time let him seize the opportunity, Fang Xuan would not want to live in prison.

"Why do you have so many martial spirits, and what method did you use......

Just after pricking a needle, Salas took out another iron needle, stabbed it along Fang Xuan's little finger, and stirred it vigorously, and said sharply: "Say!" ”

"Do you want to know the secret of my martial spirit?!"

Fang Xuan's body trembled in pain, but he suddenly laughed and looked at Salas: "Come here and I'll tell you." ”

Salas frowned, hesitated for a moment, but still chose to lean his face over, he didn't believe that a Fang Xuan with exhausted soul power could do anything.

"Phew!"

A bloodshot sputum spat out, just clinging to Salas's face.

The majestic face immediately turned the color of pig liver, extremely ugly, and at the same time there was infinite anger surging.

"Hahahaha, Lord Bishop, you're like a dog right now." Fang Xuan burst out laughing, and his laughter made no secret of his mockery of Salas.

"Good! Good! Good! Fang Xuan, you have a kind, it has all fallen into my hands, and you dare to be arrogant! ”

Salas was furious, first smashing two fists on Fang Xuan's chest, causing him to vomit blood, and then took out a pair of sharp scissors from the soul guide ring.

There was a touch of cruelty on his face,

Aiming at one of Fang Xuan's index fingers,

Cut it hard!

A finger fell to the ground, and blood gushed out!

At this moment, even with Fang Xuan's strong willpower, he couldn't help but roar in pain, he raised his blood-red eyes and stared at Salas: "You'd better pray that I die in prison, otherwise, today's revenge, he will pay back ten times a day!" ”

"I Xuan, if you have revenge, you will take revenge!"

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