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Before coming here, the Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall had done their homework, and the most important thing was naturally who were strong on the side of the Heaven Dou Alliance.

So the moment they saw Zhao Xuan, the faces of many people in the Martial Spirit Hall changed, and the second peerless Douluo of the Heaven Dou Alliance finally appeared, but ......

Looking at the spear in Zhao Xuan's hand, they felt their hearts shrink suddenly, as if they were firmly held by an invisible huge palm, making them breathless.

On the contrary, when they saw the god-killing spear in Zhao Xuan's hand, the elders of Haotian Sect burst into tears, and some of them even looked at the spear tremblingly, and hot tears slowly flowed down his face.

He stared at the godkiller with dead eyes, his eyes were filled with fascination, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Artifact!" Haha, the old man also forged an artifact! ”

Hearing this, the faces of the people from the Martial Spirit Hall suddenly changed greatly, and an old man on the Tiandou side who was holding a halberd covered in blood laughed arrogantly: "Okay, okay, Lei Douluo, can you let the old man see the power of this artifact?" ”

Zhao Xuan looked for prestige, the smile on his face suddenly retracted, the old marshal of the empire Ge Long was under the siege of the three Titled Douluo, there was a smile on the old face, but it was unusually pale, and his left arm had been lost at some point!

The majestic killing intent was suddenly released, making the chaotic battlefield stunned, and the three Titled Douluo who were locked by Zhao Xuan's gaze were even more stiff.

Faintly, they seemed to see death beckoning to them.

"Help me!"

There was a Titled Douluo who shouted regardless of his identity, and the cold and piercing killing intent slapped on his face, making his heart as cold as the cold winter of the wax moon.

"Siege!"

One of the ninety-eighth-level Titled Douluo who was entangled with Tang Chen looked at Zhao Xuan and shouted loudly, and suddenly more than a dozen Titled Douluo withdrew and besieged Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan's face did not fluctuate, it was unusually calm, and he said coldly to the Title Douluo who surrounded him: "Is it useful?" ”

"Whew!"

The words fell, and the dozen or so Titled Douluo who besieged Zhao Xuan lost Zhao Xuan's figure in their field of vision.

A little chill comes first, and then the gun shoots out like a dragon!

The Titled Douluo who called for help felt that he was locked by a cold killing intent, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't move.

Zhao Xuan's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, his pupils shrank, and a bright bright spot was reflected in it, which was the tip of the spear with silver light, followed by the cold and deep black barrel, and then a young man with a cold face.

"Poof!"

The god-killing spear instantly pierced the body of the Titled Douluo in front of him, and under the shock of killing intent and the speed of thunder, this was an easy killing.

When the tip of the spear passed through the enemy's heart, when the bright red blood had been thrown in the sky, the enemy slowly came to his senses.

"You ......"

Facing the frightened and unwilling gaze in front of him, Zhao Xuan's face was as calm as a Wang Gu Jing, and after glancing at the Titled Douluo whose life was gradually passing in front of him, Zhao Xuan turned around and killed the other Titled Douluo who was besieging Marshal Ge.

And at this time, those Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall reacted, their faces were both solemn and frightened, this was a Titled Douluo, and he died so easily!

But in this situation, they couldn't help but hesitate, and they besieged Zhao Xuan in a group of three.

The spear was drawn from the chest of the Titled Douluo in front of him, bringing up a trace of bright red blood while also taking away the last trace of his life.

The wound on his left chest was filled with fine thunder snakes, which annihilated the surrounding muscle tissues, making it impossible to heal, and at the same time as he pulled out the spear, the body of that Titled Douluo also quickly withered, withering like prosperity, looking extremely strange, and this was the effect of the residual poison rules in the skull of the Abyss Master.

Seeing Zhao Xuan's gaze looking at him, the Titled Douluo holding a pair of Sky Hammers decisively chose to retreat, but Zhao Xuan did not give up and chased after him.

At this moment, more than a dozen Titled Douluo around him had already gathered around, eyeing Zhao Xuan.

"No matter how many people there are, it's useless!"

Zhao Xuan let out a cold snort, and the pitch-black spear in his hand was covered with a dazzling layer of pale golden thunder, like a thunderbolt.

"Pardon!"

Zhao Xuan shouted, the spear in his hand fell to the ground, and the thunder on the gun body suddenly turned into a thunder pillar that penetrated the heavens and the earth, connecting heaven and earth.

Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a gun!

Above the layers of clouds, the rolling thunder suddenly fell, and the purple-gold thunder contained an indescribable sense of coercion.

At this moment, the bodies of those besieging Titled Douluo froze, and no one wanted to try the power of the thunderstorm in front of them.

"Huh!"

Zhao Xuan had a disdainful smile on his face, turned around and picked up the god-killing spear with his hand, and then chased towards the frightened Titled Douluo in front of him.

But Zhao Xuan's speed surpassed him too much, and he appeared behind him in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, that Titled Douluo also knew that he could not retreat, so he immediately turned around, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Xuan, the two sky-shattering hammers in his hands were raised high, and at the same time, the pitch-black ninth soul ring also began to flicker.

The soul power covered the Hammer, and then slammed into each other.

"Boom!"

A heavy roar sounded between heaven and earth, and the air in front of Zhao Xuan wrinkled, rippling in front of him like water waves.

Before that, the sound waves swept across the earth, and the remaining trees on the ground turned into powder under the shock of the sound waves, and this seemingly inconspicuous sound wave contained great power.

But in the face of these sound waves, Zhao Xuan was not afraid, his body was full of qi and blood, the blood was like a thunder pulp pumping, and all the sound waves disappeared invisibly the moment it touched his body.

"Shock!"

The Sky Hammer in the hand of the Titled Douluo in front of him took off his hand and spun and flew towards Zhao Xuan, between the two Sky Hammer rotations, a deep small spot was actually produced in the center, which was the spatial collapse caused by the terrifying power.

In this regard, Zhao Xuan's gaze couldn't help but stare at it, this kind of power was really a little terrifying, even if he could bear it, he would definitely be injured.

But who can avoid it!

Zhao Xuan's gaze moved slightly, and the spear in his hand stabbed in front of him, the silver-white tip of the spear had a faint silver light, and the silver light seemed to be a key, easily cutting open the space in front of him, revealing a dark space crack.

And Zhao Xuan also followed into the space, the whole person disappeared invisibly, and the silver light wrapped him, allowing him to wander freely in the void.

"Oops!"

That Titled Douluo's heart jumped, and he turned around and ran away without hesitation, but the moment he turned around, a black spear with a silver-white spear head instantly pierced his body, leaving a huge void.

"Uh......"

That Titled Douluo looked down at his chest with an incredulous face, and there was still a touch of red blood on the silver-white spear head.

"Goodbye."

And at the last moment of his life, he only heard this faint word. I want to talk about "Douluo's Strange Number" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~