Douluo's first sword

Above the sky, a golden divine sword fell from the sky. The sword was about three feet long. Mysterious runes were engraved on the surface. It was surrounded by the true fire of the sun. The whole sword was burning, exuding terrifying high temperature and energy, causing it to tremble. The void gradually became distorted.

This is the Angel Holy Sword, the exclusive artifact of the God of Angels. It can affect the power of the true fire of the sun and has the ability to destroy the heaven and the earth.

Seeing this divine sword, Fang Xuan's face suddenly darkened. Only by completing the god-level test of the seventh angel test or above can one control the holy angel sword. Now that Qian Renxue has summoned the holy angel sword, it means that she has passed the god-level test. It has reached the final stage.

With demigod-level power and an artifact-level angel holy sword, Qian Renxue was truly invincible in the world at this time.

Fang Xuan's face was pale, and a kind of despair could not help but well up in his heart. Feeling the terrible pressure, his body could not help but tremble slightly, as if he could not bear Qian Renxue's tyrannical momentum and was about to collapse.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red!

Nine bright haloes rose from Qian Renxue's feet. She was wearing silver angel armor and holding a golden angel sword in her hand. She was releasing a terrifying and boundless aura that was about to tear the world apart.

"Farewell, Fang Xuan!"

Qian Renxue Feng's eyes were cold, her delicate body shone with golden light, as bright as the sun. She swayed her slender waist, and her beautiful figure drew a graceful arc in the sky. The angel's holy sword danced, slashing a three hundred meter arc. The long river of sword energy, vast and mighty, cleansed the void and rushed towards Fang Xuan.

"break!"

Fang Xuan shouted loudly, without fear, and danced wildly with the black and white swords. The killing sword energy was pushed to the limit, and the blood-red sword energy released was like a blooming rose, curling and spinning.

The river of sword energy released by Qian Renxue was so powerful that it covered the whole sky, covering the entire sky. Fang Xuan had no choice but to resist desperately.

The five realms of blue silver, flame, ice, thunder and gravity were superimposed together to form a five-color pagoda, which tried to block Qian Renxue's attack, but was instantly defeated.

Looking at the silver-white sword energy coming towards him, Fang Xuan looked solemn. He felt the breath of death coming towards his face. With a roar, he wore a black robe and made a hunting sound. He entered the realm of man and sword, and his combat power soared. He instantly reached the peak, and then collided hard with the long river of sword energy.

"Boom!"

A huge dark mushroom cloud rose in the sky, and the thunderous roar shook the sky and earth, spreading in all directions, causing the surrounding rocks to crack, ancient trees to break, and the entire land to tremble crazily.

The noise of the battle between Fang Xuan and Qian Renxue was so great that people within a hundred miles could feel the terrifying pressure. Beasts were crawling on the ground, trembling, and people were hiding in their rooms in fear. Looking at the mushroom cloud in the distant sky, everyone showed panic.

"What was that...a big explosion?!"

"Tied strong men, this must be a battle between titled strong men!"

"Oh my God, are we all going to die?!"

All living beings cried out in sorrow, thinking that the end was coming.

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Above the sky!

After the confrontation with Qian Renxue, Fang Xuan was severely injured by the sword energy. His whole body seemed to have been penetrated by a hundred thousand sharp swords. His skin and flesh were torn, his bones were broken, and his blood was flowing violently. His whole body was like a falling meteorite, falling from the sky. It fell at a high speed and hit the ground hard, not knowing whether it was life or death.

This is god-level power, unrivaled. Although Qian Renxue is still only a demigod, she is by no means an opponent that Fang Xuan can handle.

"Hiss~ It hurts!"

Fang Xuan's mind was dizzy, and the severe pain radiating from all parts of his body was like countless blades cutting his body, making him unable to help but let out a long scream of pain.

He supported the ground with his hands and struggled to stand up from the ground. He was bleeding all over his body, and he was still coughing up blood in his mouth. Even the two knives in his hand were blown away by the sword energy, and he didn't know where he fell.

Fang Xuan stubbornly raised his face and looked at the noble and indifferent figure in the sky. Although he was seriously injured, there was no fear on his face. He just clenched his fists hard, still fighting fiercely and refusing to give in.

"Huh? Aren't you dead yet? Haha, even the weapons are lost, and all that's left is the fight between trapped beasts."

Qian Renxue stroked her soft blond hair, looked down at the bloody Fang Xuan on the ground with cold and proud eyes, and said lightly: "Fang Xuan, stop struggling, die in peace, you can die in my arms Under the angelic sword, this will be your supreme glory!"

"Even if I die, I will support you!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly. His black hair was stained with blood and his body was covered with bruises. He was still as stubborn as a stone. He spread his right hand, one red and one green, and two potions appeared. It was the killing liquid that increased his strength and the one that restored his soul power. Gathering Spirit Liquid.

During the last battle in Tianshui City, he accumulated a lot of experience points and drew his sword enough times, so he purchased a lot of potions and stored them in the system space in case of emergency.

He quickly emerged with these two potions, and it was as if there was a hot flame burning in his body. Not only did his injuries and soul power recover instantly, but his momentum quickly increased, suddenly increasing tenfold, and he was unparalleledly violent!

"Oh? A drug to enhance strength? But so what? You don't even have a knife, what can you do to me?"

Seeing this scene, Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, but her pretty face remained calm, as if nothing in the world could move her.

"As for the knife, I still have one..."

At this time, Fang Xuan's mouth curved into a dangerous arc, and he grabbed the void with his right hand. A long knife as red as blood was already tightly held by him.

The moment this knife appeared, there was a sudden wave of howling ghosts, evil winds, and evil spirits. The whole world seemed to have suddenly turned into hell. Evil ghosts roared, wild beasts roared, and the strong smell of blood filled the air. .

The angel's holy sword trembled slightly, as if it felt a threat, and let out a majestic sword chant, as if declaring war on this evil demon sword.

"That knife is Luo Xuanchen's artifact, the knife that killed my grandfather..."

Looking at the bloody demonic sword, Qian Renxue's pupils shrank slightly, and her face moved for the first time. This was the main culprit that caused her grandfather's death, how could she not remember it.

"Yes, this knife is the knife that killed your grandfather, and now, it will be the knife that kills you!"

Fang Xuan's blood-stained black hair was fluttering, and his broken black robe was fluttering in the wind. A firm look appeared in his black eyes, as if he had finally made up his mind. He raised the demon sword with both hands and said decisively: "Demon sword, drink my blood. Give me enough power to kill gods!"

He clearly knew that with his own strength, he was definitely no match for Qian Renxue, so he could only use the Demon Sword to fight to the death. At this moment, he had already given up the idea of ​​survival and only wanted to sacrifice his life to the Demon Sword. Life will perish with Qian Renxue.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

The demon sword had spirit, as if it had heard Fang Xuan's appeal, countless octopus-like tentacles sprouted from the blade, inserting into Fang Xuan's blood vessels, gulping, gulping, swallowing a large amount of Fang Xuan's blood and soul power.

pain! Ice cold! emptiness!

Fang Xuan's face turned pale, and he clearly felt that his life force was rapidly passing away. However, as his aura became weaker and weaker, the aura of the Demon Sword became stronger... and stronger...

At the end, Qian Renxue's expression changed slightly!

Fang Xuan gave his last breath, sacrificed his life, and increased the power of the demon sword to the limit. The billowing demonic energy exploded. Around him, the corpses of countless gods began to appear, and the gods and demons stepped on them. The peerless strong man who was buried under the demon sword!

Even Qian Renxue couldn't help but change her face when she saw so many corpses of gods, and felt an indescribable threat from Fang Xuan.

"kill!"

He shouted loudly, swung the evil sword, turned into a streak of bloody lightning, and struck Qian Renxue in the sky crazily.

"What can a mere ant do to me?!"

Qian Renxue's blond hair was fluttering, her phoenix eyes were cold, and the god-level power filled the air like a volcano erupting. She waved the angel holy sword and attacked Fang Xuan menacingly.

"boom--"

The sky shook and the earth shook, the mountains collapsed, and a terrifying storm of soul power swept across the world.

In the end, Fang Xuan pierced Qian Renxue's abdomen with the demon knife, and Qian Renxue pierced Fang Xuan's chest with the angel holy sword. Both of them vomited blood, their faces were pale, they were seriously injured, and their consciousness was blurred. Their lives The breath disappeared quickly.

Both of them were injured by each other's artifacts and suffered devastating blows. They fell from the sky together and fell into an unknown abyss. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead...

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