"One sword, cut you!"

The moment this domineering word came down from the sky, it immediately caused a commotion in the audience, and many people's eyelids jumped wildly, they didn't know where Fang Xuan got this kind of confidence, and he actually wanted to kill Qilin Douluo with one sword.

That's a ninety-seventh-level Douluo!

Hearing Fang Xuan's wild and uninhibited words, Qilin Douluo's face was gloomy, and he laughed angrily: "Okay! Good! Good! The old man wants to see how you killed me with one sword! ”

"Hehe, then wait and see!"

Fang Xuan smiled indifferently, his eyes swelled with determination, the enemy army was huge, he knew that Shui Bing'er and the others would not be able to support it for long, if they didn't solve Qilin Douluo as soon as possible, Tianshui City would be completely annihilated.

At that time, he will also be in danger!

And the key to the victory or defeat of this battle is all on his duel with Qilin Douluo, as long as he can defeat Qilin Douluo, then they can turn the tables, on the contrary, if he loses, everyone in Tianshui City will die!

Knowing this truth well, Fang Xuan let out a long breath, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and a cry that had been suppressed for a long time gradually sounded in his heart.

"Come out, Demon Knife Red Rain ......"

The void twisted in vain, and a blood-red demon knife appeared out of thin air, the slender blade was scarlet, as if it was watered with blood, and it was crawling with ancient and profound runes, like veins spreading on the demon knife.

At the moment when the demon knife appeared, it seemed that there were 100,000 powerful ghosts roaring in it, and all of a sudden, the sky was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, accompanied by blood-like rolling murderous aura, sweeping through the Liuhe Eight Desolations!

"That's ...... What the?! ”

A wisp of terrifying murderous aura struck him in front of him, Qilin Douluo's heart trembled, and he suddenly had a chilling feeling, shivering coldly, and looking at the evil demon knife with some horror!

Since reaching level ninety-seven, he has dominated the world, has few opponents, and can almost be regarded as an invincible existence under the gods.

But at this moment, from this evil demon knife, Qilin Douluo felt a real fear, and said in horror: "Artifact?!! ”

Fang Jin's world, he can feel the power of fear, only god-level, so this demon knife is undoubtedly an artifact!

Looking at the evil demon sword, Qilin Douluo showed fear for the first time in his life, and said in disbelief: "No! No way! How did you come to own an artifact?! ”

"This question, you go to hell and ask King Yama!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, his right hand suddenly stretched out, and he held the handle of the knife hard, and suddenly, an endless terrifying murderous aura came from the demon knife crazily, as if it was about to tear him apart.

The sound of the ghost crying wolf howl also became ten times stronger all of a sudden, and even the blade trembled violently, as if it was about to break free from Fang Xuan's hands, refusing to let him control it!

The demon knife has a spirit, the artifact has dignity, and he is unwilling to accept a mortal, even the peak Douluo like the old madman is very difficult to use the demon knife, let alone Fang Xuan, a little soul saint.

Therefore, using the demon knife this time, he is taking a great risk!

"Ah......h

Fang Xuan roared wildly, his black hair was dancing wildly, the killing sword qi burned all over his body, the true body of the seven martial souls opened, and his combat power soared to the peak, struggling to resist the murderous aura of the demon knife and suppress the resistance of the demon knife!

"How could you possibly be in control of this demon knife?!"

Qilin Douluo's eyes shot out two cold rays, his body surface ignited with blazing red flames, and nine soul rings shone brightly, he directly opened the true body of the martial soul, turning into a frantically burning fire qilin, killing Fang Xuan with murderous energy, wanting to take the lead in killing him before he completely controlled the demon sword.

"Kill—"

At the same time, Fang Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth and tried all his strength, and finally reluctantly waved the demon sword Red Rain and slashed straight towards the fire qilin.

"Boom!"

The demon knife tore through the sky, turning into a hundred-meter-long river of sword qi, mighty, cleansing the void, like a hellish blood river composed of blood, and slammed into the huge fire unicorn transformed by Qilin Douluo.

"No ......"

Qilin Douluo's eyes were blood-red, his eyes were cracked, he clearly felt that his body was constantly decomposing and tearing, in that terrifying sword qi river, the Qilin True Body supported it for less than a second, and then it exploded.

Then his whole body was shattered into nine sections, blood rain splashed, flesh pieces splashed, and a generation of ninety-seven-level Super Douluo fell.

One sword, just one knife killed Qilin Douluo!

The power of the artifact is unmatched!

"How is that possible?!"

The audience was shocked.

At this moment, in Tianshui City, the disciples of the Shui family and the soul master of the coalition army who were fighting fiercely all stopped fighting in unison, and the black-haired young man with a demon knife in his hand who looked at the sky together, everyone showed a shocked expression, and they couldn't believe the scene they saw in front of them.

Fang Xuan only used one knife, just one knife, to kill the Qilin Douluo who had been dominating the world for more than 20 years, this peerless combat power subverted everyone's imagination, so that for a long time, the originally noisy battlefield was dead silent and silent.

Everyone looked at Fang Xuan suspended in the air with awe, as if they were seeing a god.

Above the void.

[Congratulations, kill a Titled Douluo, reward: 1000000 soul power, 1000000 times to draw a sword]

"Whew, finally won......"

Hearing the system prompt sound in his head, Fang Xuan finally let out a sigh of relief, and the boulder in his heart was finally put down.

His face was pale and haggard, and he looked tired, and his body began to become unstable, crumbling in the air, and he used all his strength to reluctantly swing the demon sword.

Although he killed Qilin Douluo with one sword, his own consumption was also extremely serious.

This knife almost sucked him directly into a dry corpse, the soul power in his body was consumed, and even the blood was absorbed a lot by the demon knife, Fang Xuan dared to conclude that if he swung a second knife, he would definitely be sucked to death by this demon knife!

It is worthy of the demon knife, this artifact is really too evil, his current strength is comparable to that of Title Douluo, but he can't control the demon knife Hongyu, so he can only reluctantly borrow part of its power.

However, even if he borrowed a trace of god-level power, he could easily kill a ninety-seventh-level Qilin Douluo.

The gods are all ants!

Even a trace of divine power is far beyond the reach of an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan couldn't help but show a hint of anticipation, extremely yearning for the legendary God Realm, even if it was a peak Douluo such as Qiandaoliu and Luo Xuanchen, it was only a half-step god, if it was a true hundred-level god, I don't know how powerful it would be.

Suddenly, a fiery red light rose in front of him, Fang Xuan was slightly stunned, and looked at the light source, his face couldn't help but show a touch of ecstasy: "One hundred thousand year soul bones!" ”

I saw that a piece of fiery red, still burning flame soul bone slowly fell from Qilin Douluo's corpse, and the terrifying light released instantly illuminated the entire world.

Yes, Qilin Douluo has a 100,000-year soul ring by chance, then he will naturally have a 100,000-year soul bone in his body.

Fang Xuan's heart was excited, the reward of a full 100 million soul power value and the number of times the sword was drawn, and there was also a 100,000-year soul bone, the benefits brought by killing Qilin Douluo were really too great.

With a move with one hand, a piece of blue silver grass flew out, entangled the falling soul bone, took it to the front and observed it carefully, and then received it into the soul guide.

In the end, Fang Xuan slowly descended from the air to the ground, carrying the demon knife in his hand, stepping on the corpse of Qilin Douluo, his head full of black hair and no wind, coldly glancing at the thousands of Qilin Coalition Army, and said in a deep voice: "Qilin Douluo is dead, now give up resistance, surrender immediately, I promise to spare your lives!" ”

The soul masters of the coalition army looked at each other, even the Qilin Douluo, the kind of World-Conquering Douluo, was defeated by Fang Xuan's hands, where did they dare to disobey, they all lowered their heads and knelt at Fang Xuan's feet:

"I'm willing to surrender!"

At this point, Tianshui City won the final victory in this battle, Shui Bing'er and the others were all in ecstasy, and the Qilin Cave Mansion, the overlord of the former Chaos Lord, was completely wiped out from then on!