Douluo's first sword

Chapter 259 Kill!kill!kill!

"How is it possible?! This little bastard stepped into the grave in one step, and he can still be brought back to life?!"

Salas was terrified, and noticed Fang Xuan's scarlet eyes full of hostility, and his whole body trembled involuntarily, as if being stared at by a wolf, fidgeting.

Let's kill...

A long-suppressed sound quietly sounded in my heart.

Fang Xuan's whole body was burning with murderous aura, the wings of the sky spread out behind his back, and the golden wings flapped vigorously, his whole body turned into a bolt of lightning across the void, madly killing Salas in the VIP seat!

"Come... come here! Kill Fang Xuan for me!"

Salas' eyelids twitched wildly, looking at the murderous Fang Xuan, for some reason, a touch of fear grew in his heart, and he quickly commanded the surrounding Wuhun Hall powerhouses to encircle and suppress Fang Xuan!

"How dare you kid?!"

The three cardinals yelled angrily, and suddenly became violent, the seven spirit rings around them were shining, and the spirit avatar was activated, like a tiger or a leopard, they rushed towards Fang Xuan.

"Go away!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were frightening, and his black hair danced wildly. He used the Blue Silver Emperor to fix the three of them, and his whole body was bathed in thunder.

"My God! Let Fang Xuan blow up the three soul saints with bare hands? This is really against the sky!"

"Unbelievable, what a powerful force this is!"

"Fang Xuan has fully resurrected!"

Everyone was shocked, the audience was boiling, and the noise sounded from all directions.

Who would have expected that Fang Xuan, who had been reduced to a prisoner, would actually be able to come back to life, return to his peak state all of a sudden, and start killing all directions in front of the Pope's Palace!

Under the terrifying healing ability of Jiuxin Begonia, Fang Xuan's injuries instantly recovered, and he returned to the level of a soul saint. He possessed six martial soul avatars and a 10-year soul ring, and his true strength was enough to rival ordinary Title Douluo!

In addition, after honing in the prison, his comprehension of artistic conception has skyrocketed, and he is about to achieve great success, so he is a little too strong now, not weaker than the title-level elders of the Wuhun Temple. Holy, it can be torn apart alive!

"Saras!"

With a roar, Fang Xuan's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex above his head let out an angry roar, forcibly killing dozens of palace guards who stood in the way, and then he stormed towards the Pope's Palace in a menacing manner, preparing to Take revenge on Salas!

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, Pope Bibidong, Ghost Douluo, Ju Douluo and other five titled Douluo descended in front of the Pope's Palace, watching Fang Xuan coldly.

"Fang Xuan! Your Majesty Wuhun, it's not your turn to be crazy!"

A series of title-level murderous auras unfolded, sweeping through the void, hitting Fang Xuan fiercely like a beast, and blasting him away.

Five major titles block the way!

No way!

Fang Xuan let out a muffled snort, and was knocked back hundreds of meters. A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and fell on the ground. He gritted his teeth, raised his stubborn face, and glanced at Bibi Dong and the others who were blocking the front of the Pope's Palace, and ... Salas, who was hiding behind the titles, was burning with anger in his heart.

"Hahahaha, Fang Xuan, why are you so arrogant? With His Majesty the Pope here, what can you do to me?!"

Salas laughed wildly, looked at Fang Xuan full of jokes, and sarcastically said: "This seat is here, what can you do, come and kill me if you have the guts, come on!"

A series of arrogant and cheerful laughter spread out, arousing the deepest anger in Fang Xuan's heart.

"Damn it... I'm going to tear you alive today!"

Fang Xuan went crazy, the 10-year soul ring burst into scarlet light, the six martial soul avatars were roaring and shouting, his eyes were blood red, the soles of his feet exploded with strength, shaking the ground, and his whole body relied on this force to The rebounding force shot out like a sharp arrow, ignoring Bibi Dong and the others who were blocking the front of the Pope's Palace, and crazily rushed towards Salas!

"Fang Xuan! You are courting death!"

Pope Bibi Dong snorted coldly, and from under her feet, nine soul rings rose up, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red, and a powerful aura erupted.

Facing the five titled Douluo of the Wuhun Hall, Fang Xuan single-handedly killed him. This behavior is undoubtedly seeking his own death!

Pope Bibi Dong, as well as Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo and other five titled thunderbolts attacked Fang Xuan, and the power of the title level was fully deployed, ready to kill the latter directly!

"Go away, don't get in the way!!"

At this moment, a blood-red sword light several hundred meters long pierced the sky, like a heavenly sword across the void, and with one sword, Bibi Dong's five people were sent flying.

Luo Xuanchen's silver hair fluttered, and he held a demon sword in his hand, bringing the supreme power to kill. He fought against the five titled Douluo of the Wuhun Palace alone, and helped Fang Xuan break through the obstacles blocking the way.

Without Titled Douluo blocking the way, no one in His Highness the Pope can stop Fang Xuan!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Fang Xuan's soul power boiled like magma, and he swung his iron fist to kill all directions. A large number of Wuhun Hall powerhouses were bleeding under his fist, and they were directly blasted into blood mist!

Like an ancient God of War revived, he charged towards the Pope's Palace step by step. Every time he took a step, more than a dozen soul masters of the Wuhun Palace would bleed, forcibly blazing a bloody path leading to the Pope's Palace.

In the end, Fang Xuan killed himself in front of the Pope's Palace, two bolts of lightning shot out from his scarlet eyes, coldly locked on Salas in front of him, his whole body was boiling with murderous intent, as if he had turned into a bloodthirsty beast!

"Fang Xuan...you...you!"

Looking at the red-eyed Fang Xuan in front of him, Salas showed timidity and palpitations, but at this moment there was no way out, so he could only bite the bullet and face Fang Xuan: "It's just a little soul sage, don't you want to fight?" It's too arrogant, since you took the initiative to send it to your door, I just killed you!"

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!

A total of eight soul rings lit up,

As expected of the Platinum Bishop of the Hall of Spirits, Salas hides very deeply, his soul power has already reached the Contra realm of level [-] or above, and his strength is extremely powerful!

The quality of his martial spirit is also very high, and even a top-level weapon martial spirit - Fang Tian's painting halberd, although not as famous as the Clear Sky Hammer and Seven Killing Sword, but it is also very powerful.

"Roar—go to hell, Fang Xuan!"

Salas roared wildly, his whole body was shining, he directly activated his martial soul avatar, burst out with all his strength, swung the Fang Tian painted halberd, and slashed at Fang Xuan viciously.

Fang Xuan's black hair fluttered, his eyes were cold, and he stood still like a mountain. Facing the full blow of the Contra-level Salas, he looked indifferent and calmly waved his fist.

One punch!

Just one punch!

He smashed the Fang Tian painting halberd directly, his fist tore through the air, and smashed fiercely on Salas's face, forcibly smashing half of his face into a collapse, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

"Ah~ it hurts me to death!"

Saras screamed miserably, in extreme pain. His eyes were scarlet, and he stared fiercely at Fang Xuan in front of him. His eyes were full of ferocity. He raised his right fist and slammed at Fang Xuan crazily: "Fang Xuan, I will follow you!" Fight!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were deep, without saying a word, he took a step forward, swung his fist again, and hit Salas's fist directly, a terrifying force erupted from his body, forcefully crushing Salas' entire right arm Boom!

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xuan waved his big hand and fiercely tore off Salas' left arm!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! It hurts!"

Losing both arms, Salas screamed like a pig, bleeding from the broken parts of his arms, and looked extremely miserable. The platinum bishop of the Wuhun Temple was tortured by Fang Xuanxue, and Salas's dignity was swept away. !

Fang Xuan stared coldly at the miserable Salas in front of him, with no emotion in his pupils. He first grabbed Salas's entire face with his right hand, and then pierced Salas' chest with his left hand...

"Die! Die! Die!"

At this moment, Fang Xuan's eyes were scarlet, his face was ferocious, and his whole body was filled with endless hostility. He suddenly used his hands to tear Salas alive with his hands!

Salas died tragically on the spot, his body was torn into four or five pieces, blood and internal organs spilled all over the floor, a dignified Contra level Platinum Bishop of the Wuhun Temple, bloody!

Fang Xuan was bathed in blood, his black hair was dyed red, like a bloodthirsty beast, releasing a murderous aura around him, making countless people tremble with fear!

(End of this chapter)