Douluo's first sword

Chapter 320 The Power of the Demon Sword

"One knife, cut you!"

The moment this overbearing words came down from the sky, it immediately caused a commotion in the audience, and many people's eyelids jumped wildly. I don't know where Fang Xuan got the confidence to kill Qilin Douluo with a single blow.

That's a level 97 Unrivaled Douluo!

Hearing Fang Xuan's wild and unrestrained words, Qilin Douluo's face was gloomy, and he laughed angrily: "Okay! Okay! Okay! The old man wants to see how you beheaded me!"

"Hehe, let's wait and see!"

Fang Xuan smiled calmly, his eyes were full of determination, the enemy army was powerful, he knew that Shui Binger and others would not last long, if Qilin Douluo was not dealt with as soon as possible, Tianshui City would be completely wiped out.

At that time, he will also be in danger!

And the key to the victory of this battle lies in the duel between him and Qilin Douluo. As long as he can defeat Qilin Douluo, they will be able to come back. 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 sharper, and a cry that had been suppressed for a long time gradually sounded from the bottom of his heart.

"Come out, Demon Sword Hongyu..."

The void twisted in vain, and a blood-red demon knife emerged out of thin air. The slender blade was scarlet, as if poured with fresh blood. It was covered with ancient and profound runes, like veins spreading on the demon knife.

The moment the demon knife appeared, it seemed as if a hundred thousand fierce ghosts were screaming in it, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves filled the sky in an instant, accompanied by blood-like murderous aura, sweeping all over the world!

"what is that?!"

A ray of terrifying and murderous aura hit his face, Qilin Douluo's heart trembled, and suddenly he felt a chilling feeling, he shivered coldly, and looked at the evil demon sword with some horror!

Ever since he reached level 97, he has traveled all over the world and has few opponents. He can almost be regarded as an invincible existence under the gods. Not to mention that he is in danger, even a single opponent is rare.

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

In today's world, the only power that can make him feel fear is the god level, so this demon sword is undoubtedly a divine weapon!

Looking at the evil demon sword, Qilin Douluo showed fear for the first time in his life, and said in disbelief: "No! Impossible! How can you have a divine weapon?!"

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

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand suddenly, and grasped the handle of the knife with all his strength. Suddenly, endless and terrifying murderous aura came from the demon knife crazily, as if to tear him to pieces.

The sound of howling ghosts and wolves suddenly became ten times stronger, and even the blade trembled violently, as if trying to break free from Fang Xuan's grasp, refusing to let him control it!

The demon sword has spirit, and the divine weapon has dignity. He is unwilling to accept a mortal, even a peak Douluo like an old lunatic, it is very difficult to use the demon sword, let alone a little soul saint like Fang Xuan.

Therefore, he is taking a great risk to use the demon sword this time!

"what……"

Fang Xuan roared wildly, his head full of black hair dancing wildly, his whole body was burning with killing saber energy, the avatar of the seven martial souls was activated, his fighting power soared to the peak, he fought hard to resist the murderous aura of the demon sword, and suppressed the resistance of the demon sword!

"How could it be possible for you to control this demon sword?!"

Qilin Douluo shot two cold lights from his eyes, his body surface ignited with raging red flames, and his nine soul rings shone. He directly activated his martial soul avatar, turned into a madly burning fire unicorn, and murderously killed Fang Xuan, wanting to Before he could fully control the demon sword, he was the first to kill it.

"kill--"

At the same time, Fang Xuan's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, he clenched his teeth tightly, exhausted all his strength, and finally swung the demon knife Hongyu reluctantly, and slashed at the fire unicorn.

"boom!"

The demon knife tore through the sky and turned into a [-]-meter-long river of sword energy, sweeping away the void, like a hellish blood river made of fresh blood, ruthlessly colliding with the huge fire unicorn transformed by Qilin Douluo.

"Do not……"

Qilin Douluo's eyes were blood red, and his canthus were completely cracked. He clearly felt that his body was constantly disintegrating and tearing apart. In the terrifying river of saber energy, Qilin's real body lasted for less than a second, and then exploded. Break it apart.

Then his whole body was shattered into nine segments, the blood rained and the pieces of flesh splattered, and a generation of 97-level Super Douluo fell.

One blow, just one blow killed Qilin Douluo!

The power of the artifact is unrivaled!

"how is this possible?!"

The audience was shocked.

At this moment, in Tianshui City, the disciples of the Shui family and the soul masters of the coalition who were fighting fiercely all stopped fighting by coincidence. They looked at the black-haired boy holding a demon sword in the sky together. Everyone showed a shocked expression and couldn't believe it. The scene in front of you.

Fang Xuan killed the Qilin Douluo who had been in the world for more than 20 years with only one blow. This kind of peerless combat power subverted everyone's imagination, so that for a long time, the originally noisy battlefield was completely silent. , absolutely silent.

Everyone looked in awe at Fang Xuan, who was floating in the air, and worshiped as if they were seeing a god.

above the void.

[Congratulations, for killing a Titled Douluo, rewards: 1 million soul power, 1 million sword draw times]

"Huh, I finally won..."

Hearing the system notification sound in his mind, Fang Xuan finally let out a sigh of relief, and finally let go of the boulder in his heart.

His face was pale, extremely haggard, with a look of exhaustion, his figure began to become unstable, and he was teetering in the air. He tried all his strength to barely swing the demon knife.

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

This knife almost sucked him into a mummy, his soul power was exhausted, and even the blood was absorbed by the demon knife. Fang Xuan dared to conclude that if he swung the second knife, he would be sucked to death by this demon knife!

As expected of the Demon Saber, this artifact is really evil. His current strength is already comparable to Title Douluo, but he still can't control the Demon Saber Hongyu, so he can barely borrow part of its power.

However, even with a sliver of god-level power, he easily killed the 97th-level Qilin Douluo.

All below the gods are ants!

Even a trace of divine power is far from being unstoppable.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan couldn't help revealing a touch of expectation, looking forward to the legendary realm of gods, even the peak Douluo such as Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen are only half-step gods, if they are truly hundred-level God, I don't know how powerful it will be.

Suddenly, a fiery red light rose in front of his eyes, Fang Xuan was slightly stunned, and looked along the light source, his face could not help showing a touch of ecstasy: "10 year soul bone!"

I saw a fiery red soul bone that was still burning, slowly falling from Qilin Douluo's body, and the terrifying light released instantly illuminated the entire world.

Yes, Qilin Douluo has a 10-year soul ring by chance, so he will naturally have a 10-year soul bone in his body.

Fang Xuan's heart burst into excitement, a total of 10 million soul power points and rewards for the number of sword draws, and a [-]-year soul bone, the benefits brought by killing Qilin Douluo are really too great.

With one move with one hand, a blue silver grass flew out, entangled the falling soul bone, held it in front of him for careful observation, and then put it into the soul tool.

Finally, Fang Xuan slowly descended from the air to the ground, holding the demon sword in his hand, stepping on the corpse of Qilin Douluo, with black hair and no wind, he glanced coldly at the thousands of Qilin allied forces, and said in a deep voice: "The Qilin Douluo Douluo is dead, give up resistance now, surrender immediately, I promise to spare your lives!"

The soul masters of the coalition army looked at each other, even Qilin Douluo was defeated by Fang Xuan's hands, how could they dare to disobey, they all lowered their heads and knelt down at Fang Xuan's feet:

"I am willing to surrender!"

So far, Tianshui City has won the final victory of this battle, Shui Bing'er and others are all in ecstasy, and Qilin Dongfu, the overlord of the Chaos Territory, has been completely destroyed since then!

(End of this chapter)