Douluo's first sword

Chapter 129 Dragons do not sing and tigers do not howl, little Tang San [Second update!Ask for a subscription and ask for a monthly pass]

Fang Xuan was bathed in the soul king's blood, his whole body was full of evil spirits, three purple and one black, and the four soul rings bloomed with strange light, and the billowing aura exploded, making even the strong soul king a little awe-inspiring.

"This kills a soul king?!"

Everyone felt dizzy for a while!

As soon as the battle started, Fang Xuan went up and slashed wildly. Before everyone could react, the blue-haired soul king was chopped by him, and his body was cut in two!

This scene is very shocking!

"This Fang Xuan is really too strong, to kill a soul king like this?!"

Tang San took a deep breath, looked at Fang Xuan with some confusion, and was hit hard in his heart. Originally, he regarded Fang Xuan as the strongest opponent, thinking about cultivating desperately in the future, and looking for opportunities to challenge Fang Xuan in the future, to wash away the past. The shame of being defeated.

But looking at it now, not only did the strength of the two not shrink in any way, but they kept increasing, which made Tang San a little unhappy.

"This guy, what a pervert!"

The master's face was a bit ugly, feeling that the battle plan he made was useless, Fang Xuan killed a strong soul king like a watermelon as soon as he came up!

In the face of absolute strength, theories and plans have all become bullshit!

The master's face was dark, as if someone had slapped his mouth hard, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

[Congratulations, you have killed a soul king, and you will be rewarded with 10000 sword draws, soul power*10000! 】

A cold system notification sounded in his mind, and Fang Xuan showed a satisfied smile. The reward for killing the soul king is really too generous, comparable to the reward for killing ten soul sects.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan turned his gaze, and looked coldly at the alluring soul king, the blood in his veins began to boil and roar, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"Wait, Fang Xuan! This is our opponent, you are not allowed to move..."

Seeing this, Tang San was startled, and quickly stopped him, unwilling to give up his opponent to Fang Xuan.

Dragons don't sing and tigers don't howl, little Tang San, ridiculous~

Fang Xuan ignored Tang San's stop at all, and rushed towards the alluring soul king with a knife in his hand. A big battle broke out between the two, and the whole earth began to tremble.

Originally a terrifying powerhouse at the soul king level, now he has become a fragrant bun in the eyes of everyone. Both Fang Xuan and Tang San want to fight this glamorous soul king.

"Damn! A group of stinky brats, don't be too arrogant!"

The contempt and quarrel between the two made the coquettish soul king furious. He is a high-ranking soul king strong enough to dominate one side, but now he is regarded as prey by these immature teenagers and fights together. How can he not be angry!

"what……"

The coquettish soul king roared, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, five soul rings released bright light!

A red demon fox emerged from his body, blood-red soul power surged out, and an evil and powerful aura erupted.

"Five-ring soul king, that's all!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, showing no fear, purple, purple, purple, black, four soul rings with top-level equipment rose from under his feet, and an aura not weaker than that of a soul king spread out!

"kill!"

Fang Xuan roared wildly, golden soul power gushed out, his feet exploded with force, and the ground was forcibly shattered, and then with the help of this elastic force, his whole body was shot towards the coquettish soul king like a sharp arrow!

A great battle broke out between the two, and the powerful soul power swept the surroundings like a billowing storm!

"This guy... that's our opponent!"

Tang San looked at Fang Xuan who was in the battle with the coquettish soul king, felt depressed for a while, but didn't say much.

In the battle with the red-faced soul king, the Nether White Tiger was gradually losing, and fell into a disadvantage. The situation of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing was very dangerous, and they might be defeated at any time.

Seeing this, Tang San and others hurried up to help Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, a group of people fought against the red-faced soul king!

Everyone here is fighting fiercely, fighting against the strong soul king!

On the other side, Flender, Zao Wou-ki, and Qin Ming fought bloody battles against the three soul sages, and they also fell into a stalemate. The two sides fought in the middle of the night, and the winner has not yet been decided.

Time passed quietly, and the distant sky gradually became pale. Before you know it, the night will pass and the dawn will come!

After a whole night of fighting, the battle finally reached a fever pitch, and the outcome was about to be announced before our eyes.

"boom!"

Rolling thunder swayed on the long knife, turning into a shock more violent than an earthquake, crazily impacting the atmosphere, the black as ink blade released a blue thunder arc full of destructive aura, blasting the corpses around into powder!

Then, accompanied by a howling gust of wind, thousands of arcs of lightning condensed into a prehistoric thunder dragon, violently crashing into the body of that alluring soul king!

"what……"

Hearing only a scream, half of the soul king's body exploded on the spot, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the other half of his body became scorched black under the impact of the thunder, and was blasted out by that terrifying force, and fell on the ground covered with mud. In the pool of blood, gradually lost the temperature of life...

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Standing in a pool of blood, Fang Xuan took a deep breath, and the cold wind mixed with the strong smell of blood rushed into his lungs violently, making him cough uncontrollably!

The severe cough affected more than a dozen scars all over his body, and strands of blood overflowed from the wound accompanied by piercing pain, causing his teeth to chatter from the pain.

There were bloodstains all over the knife that could not be washed away, dyeing the originally pure white and flawless Wuying knife into scarlet, as if it had turned into a demon knife soaked in the blood of countless people. From a distance, one could feel the terrifying and fierce aura , makes people shudder.

"Dead, the Red Flame Soul King is dead, this guy... actually killed two Soul Kings!"

Killing two soul kings in a row, thanks to that transcendent strength, Fang Xuan's supreme ferocious power was vividly displayed in this battle, making the remaining killers of the Blood Wolf Killer Group terrified!

"This guy is too scary, run away!"

The fighting spirit has collapsed, these five black-robed killers are powerless to fight anymore, only fear is left in their hearts, without saying a word, they transported enough soul power to the soles of their feet, and fled frantically in all directions, trying to escape from Fang Xuan at the fastest speed. fled before his eyes.

"Want to escape?!"

That handsome cheek was stained with blood, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth gave Fang Xuan an evil look, like Shura who came from hell. His eyes were as indifferent as steel. The blood dripped and suddenly slashed forward...

In thousands of times of drawing the sword, the power of this sword has been tempered to the fullest. It does not depend on the talent of the martial soul, it is just a sword, an ordinary sword, but it bursts out with a power that cannot be stopped by steel!

"boom!!!"

This knife is moving vertically and horizontally close to the horizon, cutting off the darkness and dawn, and turning into a seven-meter-long bright knife light, tearing apart the five killers who were fleeing in a hurry, blood and broken bones flew towards the rising sun. go!

(End of this chapter)