"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Fang Xuan entered the rampage mode, covered in blood, dancing wildly, killing countless among hundreds of Templars, like a mad demon, his momentum was like a rainbow, invincible, killing countless people with fear.

He was also seriously injured, knife wounds and arrow wounds, burns and frost, torn flesh and bones, and there was not a single intact part of his body, and he looked extremely miserable!

Half an hour had passed since the battle in front of the Pope's Palace began, and Fang Xuan had killed a total of one hundred and twenty Templars, more than thirty Deacons of the Martial Spirit Palace, and three cardinals!

The boost that these people brought him was a full more than three million soul power points!

Sublimated in the killing, Fang Xuan's level soared wildly!

Level 58!

Level 59!

Level 60!

Level 61!

Level 62!

Although Fang Xuan's whole body was stained with blood and bruises all over his body, the more he fought, the more he fought, the stronger he became, his soul power soared by five levels, directly leaping from level 57 to level 62, and his momentum became more and more powerful and domineering, making countless people frightened.

"What's going on, this guy!"

"Soul power seems to have become more powerful!"

"What the hell is the situation, can't this Fang Xuan die?!"

The powerhouses of the Wuhun Hall were shocked, obviously he was just a teenager, but he actually slaughtered more than a hundred people among the most elite Templars of the Wuhun Palace, including three cardinals of the Soul Saint level.

Compared to Fang Xuan's strength, his terrifying progress ability in battle made the people of the Martial Spirit Hall feel even more shocked!

"Ahh Die! ”

Fang Xuan's eyes were blood-red, his black hair was stained with blood, he held up the Shadowless Knife high, and pierced a Soul Emperor at the peak of the Martial Spirit Hall with one sword, and then the long knife shook, and the killing knife spurted thin, tearing this person apart, and blood rained down.

"Boom!"

The void trembled suddenly, Pope Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly opened, and two blood-colored lightning bolts were released from his eyes, and the killing intent rushed into the sky, piercing the sky, and slamming into Fang Xuan's body.

"Boom ......"

At this moment, Fang Xuan's whole body roared, as if he had been hit by a heavy tank, most of his bones were shattered, and his chest was like a sharp sword piercing through his chest, and two black blood holes appeared.

"Hiss~!"

Fang Xuan was suffocated in pain, his body lost consciousness in an instant, and he was directly hit by the terrifying murderous aura of the title, rolled on the ground seven or eight times in embarrassment, and finally flew out of a full hundred meters, fell heavily to the ground, and the whole person fell into a state of near death.

In the face of the attack of a Titled Douluo, he had no power to resist!

"Ahem...... Ahem...... Is this the power of the title?! ”

Stubbornly raising his blood-stained face, Fang Xuan gritted his teeth, looking at the cold and noble figure, his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

The graceful and luxurious stunning shadow walked down from the stage step by step, and at this moment, whether it was the Titled Douluo who was fighting fiercely in the sky, or the Templars who were fighting on the ground, they all stopped in unison, and looked at the domineering figure that was overwhelming the country and the city.

The world freezes at this moment!

"Oh my God, His Majesty the Pope has struck!"

Everyone couldn't help but scream, they didn't expect that Pope Bibi Dong would personally deal with Fang Xuan, the audience was boiling, and the noise sounded from all directions.

The Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall made a move, this is a rare event in ten years, many people are excited and excited, but when they calm down, everyone was very shocked, His Royal Highness the Pope actually took action against Fang Xuan in person, and it can also be seen from this aspect that Her Majesty the Empress attaches great importance to the latter!

Looking at Fang Xuan, who was getting stronger and stronger in the war, Bibi Dong finally couldn't sit still, under the gaze of countless stunned eyes, Lianbu walked to the square in the fierce battle, his cold and ruthless eyes stared coldly at the miserable figure that collapsed to the ground, and suddenly spoke: "Fang Xuan, this seat will give you one last chance, surrender or die?" ”

"Hahahaha......"

Who would have thought that in the face of the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall, one of the strongest people on this continent, Fang Xuan suddenly burst out laughing, coughing up blood while laughing, that laughter was full of a kind of determination!

"It's really my honor to have the honor to make a move with the Pope, even if I die, I can laugh at Jiuquan!"

Fang Xuan grinned and struggled to get up from the ground, but his body still swayed, like a straw in the wind, he would fall to the ground when a gust of wind blows, and he would never be able to get up.

The shadowless knife was slanted into the ground, in order to support the body on the verge of destruction, Fang Xuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his pupils had no joy or sorrow, only a kind of calmness to see through life and death, he calmly looked at Bibi Dong, who was only a hundred meters away, suddenly smiled indifferently, and drew his knife: "Come on!" ”

"I admire your courage and your talent, but ......"

Speaking of this, Bibi Dong's voice suddenly changed, and he was full of murderous intentions: "I will use my strength to let you know what it means to be incompetent!" ”

The moment the words fell, a playful expression appeared on her face, and with a flick of her fingers, a black light wave pierced through the void like lightning, with terrifying power, and frantically attacked Fang Xuan!

By now in the plot, Bibi Dong has secretly accepted the inheritance of the Rakshasa God, and his soul power has reached the ninety-ninth level of Extreme Douluo many years ago, and he is invincible in the world after Tang Chen!

Although she was unable to use her full strength due to the restrictions of the Rakshasa Nine Exam, her usual state was also maintained at the level of a ninety-five Super Douluo, coupled with the possession of a 100,000-year soul ring, her strength could be called devastating.

With this random blow, I'm afraid even Dugu Bo will be unable to withstand it, let alone Fang Xuan, who is only sixty-two levels!

"Ah......h

Fang Xuan gritted his teeth, his black hair danced wildly, and he let out a thunderous roar, frantically urging all the remaining soul power in his body, and the blood in his whole body was boiling!

Blue Emperor Kill!

Killing knife qi!

Man and knife in one!

Fang Xuan's hole cards were all out, turning into the strongest sword, and he forcibly slashed out a snow-white knife more than ten meters long, crisscrossing the void, and slashing at this black light wave.

But he was defeated, and was directed by Bibi Dong to fly, and without resistance, he smashed directly from the center of the square to the outer wall, and was drowned in a pile of dirt and bricks, and gradually lost all his breath, as if he had died.

"Dead, this Fang Xuan is probably dead!"

Seeing this scene, many people were terrified, and they were fingered by Pope Bibi Dong head-on, even if Fang Xuan had nine lives, he probably wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Damn!"

Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Dugu Bo and the others who were fighting fiercely in the sky saw Fang Xuan who was knocked away by Bibi Dong below, their faces were very ugly, and they wanted to help Fang Xuan, but they had been entangled by the opponent in front of them, and they couldn't get out at all.

"Your Majesty, you are highly respected, don't you think it's too much to bully a junior like this?"

Ning Fengzhi's face was a little ugly, the moment Bibi Dong made a move, it marked that Fang Xuan would definitely die, and everyone present was afraid that it would be difficult for everyone present to resist this Martial Spirit Hall Pope with a hundred thousand year soul ring!

"Sect Master Ning, this seat advises you to stay there honestly, although you are the first auxiliary soul master in the world, but you are only an auxiliary soul master, if it weren't for the face of you who once saved Nana and others, this seat does not guarantee that you can still stand there in good clothes!"

The undisguised threatening words spit out coldly from Bibi Dong's mouth, making Ning Fengzhidu's body tremble, and his face sank instantly, although he is the sect master of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, enjoys the reputation of the world's number one auxiliary soul master, has a prominent status, and plays a pivotal role on the mainland, but in the face of Bibi Dong's overwhelming strength, it is really nothing.

If Bibi Dong is willing, he can easily crush him to death with just one finger, this is a world of strength!

"Alas, I'm sorry Fang Xuan, I can't help you, whether it's life or death, it can only depend on your creation." Ning Fengzhi shook his head and sighed, choosing to be silent.

Bibi Dong walked towards the pile of ruins unhurriedly, ready to give Fang Xuan the final blow.

"Fang Xuan! Run! ”

The members of the Emperor Dou clan screamed sadly, but their strength was limited, and they couldn't help Fang Xuan at all.

"That's it......"

Bibi Dong walked halfway, suddenly squatted on his feet, raised his jade hand and aimed at the pile of ruins, the powerful black soul power quickly condensed in the palm of his hand, ready to blast the pile of ruins into powder together with Fang Xuan.

"Fang Xuan, you should feel honored to be able to die under this seat, go on the road with peace of mind!"

The pitch-black soul power light wave was filled with the aura of destruction, and the vast vertical and horizontal void was devoured towards the pile of ruins.

"Boom-"

Just as Bibi Dong's attack was about to hit the pile of ruins, a blood-colored lightning suddenly burst out of it, and it happened to escape from this terrifying attack!

The ruins were in ruins, leaving a five-meter-long pit on the ground!

However, next to the deep pit, there was an extra ragged and embarrassed figure!

With messy black hair, tattered robes, blood all over his body, and bruises all over his body, it can be said that it is a miracle that this man is even alive.

However, his waist is still straight!

"Fang Xuan is still alive!!"

Everyone was shocked, this was really incredible, a small Soul Emperor could be attacked by the Pope twice in a row without dying, if it was rumored, it was estimated that it would shock the entire continent.

"Hmph, it's quite a big life!"

Pope Bibi Dong snorted coldly, her willow eyebrows gradually wrinkled, a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, staring indifferently at the embarrassed figure covered in blood and on the verge of death, and sneered: "However, it's just powerless to struggle, poor ant......"

"Struggling? Haha, that's right, vitality and hope are struggling out, they are spelling out, I'm going to try it today, can I fight a bloody road in this Wuhun City! ”

Fang Xuanhao magnified and laughed, a touch of madness surged in his eyes, the black soul guide ring suddenly lit up, and a whole four immortal grasses appeared out of thin air, the immortal aura was dense, and the colorful glow was permeated, releasing an amazing fragrance, making countless people salivate!

The next moment, under the stunned gaze of Bibi Dong and everyone present, Fang Xuan stuffed the four immortal grasses into his mouth and swallowed them directly into his stomach!

The boiling power of the medicine exploded like boiling magma......