Douluo's first sword

Chapter 459 Crusade against Emperor Yanzong 【Please subscribe and ask for a monthly ticket】

Yanzong!

Located in the central area of ​​the Chaos Territory, occupying the site of the former Qilin Cave Mansion, with tens of thousands of soul masters under his command, even dozens of titled Douluo, the veritable No. [-] force in the Chaos Territory.

"What, none of the titled elders who went to destroy Xuanmeng came back, what happened?!"

Hearing the news, Sect Master Yan was very furious. It was just a declining Xuanmeng, dispatched ten titles and thought it would be sure to win, but unexpectedly there was a change.

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. That Xuanmeng has been rooted in the Territory of Chaos for hundreds of years, so it must have some foundation!"

In the main hall, an old man in red robes came out. He had a rough appearance, a stalwart figure, and thick hair. He bowed respectfully to Sect Master Yan and said, "Sect Master, why don't I go? Get that Xuanmeng Catch them all!"

This red-robed old man is the chief elder of the Yan Sect. He is a high-ranking, powerful and powerful Douluo of level 96, and his status is only below that of the Sect Master of the Yan Sect.

"No need!"

But at this time, Sect Master Yan waved his hand, and said coldly: "This time, this sect leads the team personally, and this bullshit Xuanmeng is bound to be destroyed."

"With the suzerain on the way, it's natural to be successful!"

Yan Zong cheered from top to bottom, the shouts were like waves, and the morale was boosted.

"Okay! All elders above the title level, all set out with this sect, and immediately wipe out the Xuanmeng!"

Sect Master Yan Zong took the case and led more than 20 title-level elders, and was about to set out to attack Xuanmeng.

At this moment, a cold and ruthless words suddenly came.

"Today I want to see how you will destroy my Xuanmeng!"

The moment the words fell, Yanzong's mountain gate suddenly exploded, and even the roof where the main rudder was located was completely blown away. Two figures descended from the sky, overlooking the entire Yanzong, and the cold and savage killing intent traversed the void, making all Yanzong All the disciples were frightened.

"Wh... who?!"

Feeling this terrifying aura, Sect Master Yan suddenly shrank his pupils, looked up to the sky, and instantly locked onto the stern boy floating in the void.

On that vigorous figure, two dazzling divine rings suddenly appeared, and the terrifying coercion belonging to the true god erupted, about to split the void.

Even if Sect Master Yan is a level 97 Super Douluo, he can't help but feel frightened and shivering under this power. He has only felt the same level of terrifying power on Yan Shen.

"The leader of Xuanmeng, Fang Xuan!"

Fang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair fluttering, his eyes flickering coldly, and he glanced coldly at Yanzong's disciples.

"Fang Xuan? The founder of the Xuanmeng? The emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire? How is that possible! Isn't that guy already dead!"

Sect Master Yan took a deep breath, his face full of disbelief, and the rest of the titled elders above the main hall all looked at each other with expressions of surprise and uncertainty.

Fang Xuan, a generation of arrogance, radiant brilliance, a legendary figure a hundred years ago, once united two great empires, overthrew the mighty Spirit Empire in one fell swoop, and created a peaceful era.

In those days, Fang Xuan's name was legendary, everyone knew it, and many people even enshrined him as a god.

However, in the next hundred years, he suddenly disappeared without any news, and disappeared from everyone's sight without a sound. Many people spread wild rumors that he failed to hit the god level and died.

I didn't expect to show up again today!
Everyone in Yanzong was terrified and looked at Fang Xuan in awe.

Since the Territory of Chaos is located in the extreme north, far away from Tiandou, the news is blocked, obviously they don't know the news that Fang Xuan has returned as a god, and a battle of gods has just started, killing countless people.

If they knew, I'm afraid they would not dare to provoke the Xuanmeng if they had the guts.

"Yan Zong, you have robbed my Xuanmeng territory and killed my Xuanmeng disciples for so long, today is the day you pay the price!"

Shui Yue'er's eyes showed hatred, and she said with a murderous intent: "Blood debt!"

"Die!"

Fang Xuan's expression was indifferent, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring. With a wave of his big hand, a terrifying storm of murderous intent descended from the sky, sweeping across Yanzong, and a massacre started!

"what!"

"no, do not want!"

"I don't want to die..."

The screams echoed in the void, and under this terrifying murderous aura, a large number of soul masters of Yan Zong were strangled to death.

Even those Yanzong elders who were titled Douluo level, under Fang Xuan's peak murderous aura, did not have any strength to resist, and exploded to death one after another.

In just a split second, the entire Yanzong was completely reduced to death with blood flowing into rivers and bones forming mountains!
"Ah! Fang Xuan, if you dare to destroy my Yanzong, you will definitely pay the price. Lord Yanshen will never spare you!"

Sect Master Yan's eyes were blood red, and the bones all over his body were squished by the murderous aura, and the blood flowed horizontally. Under Fang Xuan's murderous aura, he struggled to support himself. He looked at the disciples who were dying all around him, filled with anger, and looked at Fang Xuan. His eyes were full of hatred.

"As soon as today, why should you have thought of today when you sent people to attack my Xuanmeng, karma, even if the gods come, they will not be able to save you!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, his eyes were ruthless and cold, his right fist suddenly blasted out, the powerful golden fist pierced the void like a comet, and struck at the Sect Master Yan below.

"No!"

Sensing the imminent death crisis, the Sect Master Yan was terrified, exhausted all his strength, and desperately begged for help: "Lord Yan God, help!"

Chi!
A piercing sound suddenly hit.

It was a big fiery red hand that appeared out of nowhere, like a waterfall of flames descending, and collided fiercely with Fang Xuan's golden fist, a loud "boom" sounded out, and the entire Yanzong mountain gate began to shake. It shook violently, as if it was going to collapse in this terrible collision!
Fang Xuan squinted his eyes, and coldly glanced at the huge flaming hand protecting the Yanzong Sect Master God, and felt a strong wave of the gods from it.

Is this the so-called Yan God? !

He used his mental power to carefully examine the opponent's strength.

"Hahahaha, Lord Yanshen, Lord Yanshen is here,"

Seeing this scene, Sect Master Yan was overjoyed, looked at Fang Xuan with sarcasm, and said mockingly: "Fang Xuan, you are finished, you have offended Lord Yan God, you can only die today!"

At the same time, a fiery red figure descended from the clouds!

This is a majestic flame man, with red flames around his body, like a Vulcan, the scorching heat waves swaying out, causing the temperature around Yanzong to rise sharply, as if falling into a furnace.

His expression was haughty, his face was icy cold, his whole body was shrouded in terrifying aura, his two divine rings were shining, and he stared at Fang Xuan indifferently: "Oh, it's you who said, even if the gods come, they can't save him?"

This flaming man was surprisingly the Yan God behind Yan Zong, and those two brilliant golden soul rings also announced that he was a powerful second-level true god, and his aura was even higher than Fang Xuan's. cut.

"Humph!"

Fang Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he pulled out the demon knife abruptly, and the power of the main artifact erupted, cutting off the giant flaming hand abruptly, and even the Sect Master of the Yan Sect, causing blood to splatter.

"That's what I said, how?!"

A domineering word swayed out, making Yanshen's face extremely ugly.

(End of this chapter)