"Qiandaoliu, come out and fight!"

The moment that domineering words resounded in the sky, the entire Pope's Hall trembled, and the white-haired man was like a sharp blade out of the sheath, and the terrifying boundless sword aura swept through the Liuhe Eight Desolations!

Feeling the familiar aura, Fang Xuan was slightly stunned, his blood-stained black hair was messed up by the strong wind, revealing a pair of dull and chaotic eyes, looking ahead.

"That's ......"

Looking at the white-haired man in white clothes and snow, Fang Xuan was stunned, a trace of doubt welled up in his eyes, and he muttered, "Old madman?!! ”

This white-haired man was very young, he looked to be in his twenties, and he was neatly dressed, and he was like the old madman who was old and unbearable, and he was in his last years!

If it was based on his appearance alone, even Fang Xuan wouldn't dare to conclude that this person was an old madman, but he recognized at a glance that the blood-red long knife in the latter's hand was the Demon Knife Red Rain!

After two years, the old madman didn't know what was happening, as if he had regained his life, he returned to the golden years of his prime, and his physical strength and strength were all restored to the top, like a heavenly knife out of the sheath, domineering and imposing!

"Luo Xuanchen!!"

With a loud drink, Pope Bibi Dongqiao's face was cold, his soul power was surging, his dragon robe fluttered, and he coldly locked on the old madman: "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break in, just in time, today this seat will exterminate your group of traitors together!" ”

Facing the most powerful Martial Spirit Hall Pope on the continent today, Luo Xuanchen, an old madman who was more than twenty years younger, just smiled indifferently: "Bibi Dong, you want to kill me?" It's just that you're not worthy! Let a thousand streams come out and fight! ”

"Hehe, ridiculous, who are you and you? It's just a lost dog, and there is no need to make a big offering to deal with you! ”

One after another sneers rang out, and the two title-level elders of the Martial Spirit Hall suddenly burst out, and the surging soul power like a sea of waves surged out, like two black lightning bolts tearing through the void, killing Luo Xuanchen with great momentum.

"Die! Traitor! ”

The eyes of the two Titled Douluo were cold, the corners of their mouths raised a cruel smile, and nine soul rings appeared on their bodies, one gun and one halberd, and the two top-level martial souls, the murderous aura sprayed thin, penetrating the void, locking Luo Xuanchen's head and heart respectively, and stabbing them fiercely.

Luo Xuanchen's white hair was scattered, standing still, holding a three-foot demon knife in his hand, his whole body released a domineering and fierce sword aura, his right hand shook, the demon knife tore through the void, and slashed down at the two major titles of the Martial Spirit Palace!

"Boom!"

In an instant, the evil wind was everywhere, and the ghosts and gods were crying, as if there were 100,000 demon soldiers roaring and roaring, and the murderous spirit was rushing into the sky.

"Good evil breath, what kind of power is this?!"

The two Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall were shocked, and felt a terrifying and boundless power, as if they were facing a cultivator in hell, and they were terrified.

This demon knife is like a demon soldier of the world, with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, it forcibly cut off the martial souls of the two Title Douluo, shattered its body, tore its soul, and killed all the Martial Spirit Hall Double Douluo with one sword!

Blood in the Papal Palace!

"Dead! Titled Douluo just died?! ”

Everyone gasped and was shocked.

That's Title Douluo, the world's pinnacle power, it's extremely rare to even get injured in normal times, let alone be killed? There has been no title on the mainland for more than 20 years, and the strong man has fallen.

But now, not only did there be the death of Title Douluo, but also two people died directly!

This immediately shook the audience.

"Who the hell is that white-haired man?!"

Many people were shocked, and their eyes looking at Luo Xuanchen were full of awe.

All the Wuhun Hall is dead!

The loss of two title-level elders at once made everyone's faces ugly.

"I didn't expect you to really become the climate!"

Pope Bibi Dongqiao's face was pale, and his right hand suddenly slammed into pieces, and he smashed the golden scepter in his hand, which was enough to see how angry His Majesty the Pope was at this moment.

Title Douluo is the most valuable power of the Wuhun Palace, it can be called a profound existence, even if it loses one, it will make the Wuhun Palace's vitality greatly damaged, and now the two major titles are killed at once, even if it is Bibi Dong, he can't be calm.

"Well, I'll kill you in person today!"

Finally, Pope Bibi Dong's eyes bloomed with coldness, and he personally stepped out, resisting the void with murderous aura, like a black demon star frantically killing Luo Xuanchen!

"Whew!"

Luo Xuanchen smiled, his temperament was refined, like an immortal descending to the mortal world, his figure flashed, avoiding the attack of Bibi Dong and others, stepping on the void, crossing hundreds of meters in one step, and teleporting to the execution table in the center of the square.

The deep gaze quietly fell on Fang Xuan's body, and a smile of appreciation appeared on Luo Xuanchen's face: "Little madman, the movement you made is really not small, you actually destroyed the Pope's Palace, hahahaha......"

"It's okay."

Fang Xuan grinned, seeing the old madman coming, he was also full of emotion in his heart, but more joy.

Who would have thought that the old blacksmith back then would now be reborn and kill two Titled Douluo with one sword, it seems that the old madman also has his own experience, and his strength has gone one step further, becoming more and more unfathomable!

Fang Xuan couldn't see through the old madman's current true cultivation, but the qi that the latter inadvertently released was even stronger than the Pope Bibi Dong!

Looking at the terrifying and hideous scars on Fang Xuan's body, Luo Xuanchen's eyes were deep, and he said: "Your life is too smooth sailing, it is also a good thing to suffer a little in the Martial Spirit Hall prison, I don't know how many times a sword needs to be polished to become a great weapon!"

Right now...... It's time for you to get out of the sheath! ”

When the words fell, he smiled freely, aimed his left hand at Fang Xuan's head, and slammed it down.

The surging soul power like the sea was instilled into Fang Xuan's body, violently breaking the nine-fold shackles on his body, nourishing his tired limbs and hundreds of remains, and breaking the seal of his six great martial souls at once!

This seal was set up by Pope Bibi Dong himself, the purpose is to seal Fang Xuan's martial soul and soul power, unless it is the Ninety-Nine Extreme Douluo who makes a move, it is impossible to break this seal, and now Luo Xuanchen has broken Bibi Dong's seal with one palm, which also marks his current strength above the ninety-nine!

With one palm, he shattered the shackles that imprisoned the six martial spirits, Fang Xuan's eyes suddenly burst into two bolts of lightning, and he was finally fully resurrected!

"Ah......h

Fang Xuan let out a long roar, his heart was extremely happy, like a male lion who had escaped from a cage, his momentum was like a rainbow, the majestic soul power was burning in the dantian like a flame, and the holy light of the Nine Heart Begonia was permeated on the surface of his body.

The body that had become bruised and fragmented under the torture of Salas was restored to its original state in an instant, the severed limbs were renewed, the wounds were healed, the poison was dispersed, the blood and qi of the whole body were surging, the spirit was burning, and it was restored to its peak state again.

"Roar—"

A thunderbolt roared, the entire execution table collapsed on the spot, Fang Xuan's black hair was scattered, his eyes were terrifying, under his feet, black, black, black, black, red, the six soul rings were shining!

Around it, the Blue Silver Emperor spread wildly, the Ice Phoenix roared highly, the Haotian Hammer rotated quietly, the Seraphim spread its wings and soared, the Nine Heart Begonia swirled, and the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex roared hideously!

Surrounded by the true bodies of the six martial spirits, a terrifying momentum that was enough to rival Title Douluo permeated out!

After the full resurrection, Fang Xuan immediately looked towards the Pope's Palace, his cold gaze locked on the arrogant man in the VIP seat, killing intent soaring into the sky!

"Salas !!"

A murderous voice sounded, and Platinum Bishop Salas shivered coldly, as if he was in hell, and his body trembled violently in disobedience......