In the vast starry sky, a silver moon suspended in the sky, releasing a soft light, covering the border city with a layer of silver radiance, even the trees and wild grasses are silver and full of life.

At the north gate of the border city, a group of men in black are chasing and killing a pair of young men and women.

The whole night was slaughtered!

Fang Xuan ran wildly with Qian Lingxue all the way, running from the south of the city to the north of the city, and he was about to get rid of the black-clothed people who were chasing and killing in the rear, but who would have thought that another team of black-clothed people would come out of the city gate, blocking them back and forth, and surrounding the two of them.

It's not good!

With a cold gaze, scanning the black-clothed people in front and back, Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and his expression gradually became solemn.

There were about hundreds of black-clothed people who were chasing and killing them in the city just now, and their strength was all about the Soul Venerable level, just small soldiers; And these dozen or so black-clothed people guarding the city gate are the real leaders of this assassination force, although the number is small, but each of them has a very strong aura, and their strength is all above the soul king level.

And the person standing in the middle is burly, tall and strong, although his soul power is restrained, but he carries his hands behind his back, and he is not angry and arrogant, giving people an extremely strong momentum.

Soul Saint!

Fang Xuan frowned, he couldn't imagine that in such a remote border city, there was actually a Soul Saint powerhouse, now they were in big trouble, with his current soul power savings, it was very difficult to defeat the Soul Saint who had the true body of a martial soul.

If he recovers his strength, he is naturally not afraid of a mere soul saint, but now his strength has recovered less than one percent, and it will take three days for his spiritual power to fully recover.

After all, the trauma of mental power is far more difficult to recover from than spiritual power.

"What to do?!"

Qian Ling Xueqiao's face turned slightly pale, her little hand involuntarily grabbed Fang Xuan's sleeve, her body was weaker than Fang Xuan, although her soul power recovered quickly, but after all, she was still only a great soul master, facing a group of soul king soul saint-level powerhouses, there was almost no chance of winning.

"Easy to do."

Fang Xuan looked at Qian Ling Xue solemnly: "Give you to them and see if they can be merciful and spare my life." ”

Qianrenxue: "......"

"When is it, are you still in the mood to joke?!" Her phoenix eyes were round, and she said angrily.

"Then you ask me what to do, what can I do?!" Fang Xuan rolled his eyes, then pointed at those black-clothed people, and guessed, "By the way, this shouldn't be the killer sent by your Martial Spirit Palace, right?" Otherwise, you can go out and communicate with them and let them let us go." ”

"How is that possible!"

Qian Lingxue shook her head, looked at the black-clothed killers who were staring at her, and said in a deep voice: "We people from the Martial Spirit Palace, even if we cover our faces, I can see at a glance, these guys are obviously not!" ”

"Oh, I see!"

Fang Xuan nodded seriously, and then asked, "Then may I ask, what is the method of recognizing the people of the Martial Spirit Hall with their faces covered?" ”

Qianrenxue's face darkened, thinking that this guy didn't even understand the metaphor method, she said angrily: "Is it time to dwell on this kind of boring problem, the enemy is coming to the door." ”

When the two were arguing, the people in black had already completed the complete blockade of them, and everyone was murderous, pointing their swords at Fang Xuan and Qian Lingxue.

"Give up, you're already winged!"

The black-clothed leader put his hands behind his back, and his cold gaze swept over Fang Xuan and the others.

"Since you can't escape, you can only kill them all!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold, the demon knife was horizontal in front of him, and his whole body was burning with battle intent, ready to fight to the death.

The current situation is very dangerous, but it is not a certain death situation, for Fang Xuan, who can improve his strength by killing, the battlefield is the best cultivation ground, he can sacrifice his life and quickly recover his strength through crazy killing.

Feed the war with war, stop killing with killing!

The final outcome is still unknown.

"Come up!"

Fang Xuan leaned down and carried Qian Ling Xue on his back, which made it easier to fight.

At the same time, the black-clothed people around finally couldn't help it, and under the leader's order, they were like a pack of wolves, killing Fang Xuan and Qian Lingxue, looking crazy and not giving up without tearing them apart.

"Drawing the Sword: Storm Slash!"

With a low drink, Fang Xuan's whole body was bathed in killing sword qi, the demon knife was evil, and he swung out a three-foot-long scarlet sword, forcibly splitting a soul sect-level black-clothed man in half, and the flesh and blood were spilled.

[Congratulations on killing a Soul Sect, rewarding 1000 soul power points and 1000 sword draws]

A majestic energy was injected into the dantian, causing the soul power of the thin gossamer to directly become as thick as a water column, and Fang Xuan's level soared directly from the eleventh level to the fifteenth level!

"Ah......h

Fang Xuan let out a long roar, his black hair danced wildly, the killing sword aura bloomed like a blood rose, and the whole person was imposing, frantically rushing into the center of the crowd, fighting with a group of black-robed people.

Although his soul power is low, he is magnificent, and with his superb sword skills and the sharpness of the artifact demon knife, he is at ease in a group of soul master powerhouses, killing all directions.

"Die! Die! Die! ”

Fang Xuan entered a state of rage, his eyes were blood-red, he was covered in blood, killing to the point of madness, every time he swung his knife, one or two black-clothed killers would die under his knife, and then the soul power in his body would increase by one point!

Level 15!

Level 16!

Level 17!

……

Level 20!

Great Soul Master!

Soon, after Fang Xuan killed twenty-three people in black, his soul power skyrocketed all the way to the realm of the Great Soul Master, and his aura became stronger and stronger, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, making many people in black show a look of fear.

In the same way, there were many more wounds on his body, a piercing wound in his chest, two broken ribs, an extra blood mark on his cheek, blood flowing, and the rest of the parts added up to a dozen wounds, all bleeding, and his appearance was very miserable.

However, the Qianyue on his back, under Fang Xuan's deliberate protection, was intact, and not even a single hair had fallen out.

"You... You okay?! ”

Qian Ling Xue hugged Fang Xuan's neck and said with some concern.

"Can't die!"

Fang Xuan grinned, but the blood couldn't stop flowing out of his mouth, and Qian Lingxue felt a little distressed.

With the increase in the number of kills, his soul power has continued to increase, although his strength has been increasing, but he feels a little regretful that his seven martial souls, as well as the five major realms, are still in a sealed state and still cannot be used.

He guessed that it might be necessary to restore the soul power of its heyday before he could break the seal.

If the martial soul can't be used, then he can't use the Nine Heart Begonia to treat his injuries, and as the battle progresses, there are more and more wounds on his body, and his physical condition is getting worse and worse.

Fang Xuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at the black-clothed killers who were still pouring in, a solemn look appeared in his eyes, this battle is not easy to fight!