Douluo's first sword

Fang Xuan was bathing in the blood of the Soul King, filled with evil aura, three purple and one black, four soul rings blooming with strange light, and a billowing momentum that made even the powerful Soul King feel awe-inspiring.

"Killing a Soul King like this?!"

Everyone felt dizzy!

As soon as the battle started, Fang Xuan went up and slashed wildly. Before anyone could react, the blue-haired Soul King was actually chopped alive by him, and his body was broken into two pieces!

This scene is very shocking!

"This Fang Xuan is so powerful that he actually killed a Soul King like this?!"

Tang San took a breath, looking at Fang Xuan with some confusion, feeling shocked in his heart. Originally, he regarded Fang Xuan as his strongest opponent, but he thought about practicing hard in the future, looking for opportunities to challenge Fang Xuan in the future, and washing his hands. It was a shame to be defeated in the first place.

But now it seems that not only do the two of them have no strength, but they are shrinking and are still growing, which makes Tang San feel a little depressed.

"This guy is really a little pervert!"

The master's face was a bit ugly. He had emotions and made a battle plan of his own, which was useless. Fang Xuan chopped and killed a strong soul king like a watermelon!

In the face of absolute strength, all the theories and plans turned into bullshit!

The master's face was dark, and he felt as if he had been slapped severely, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

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

A cold system prompt sounded in his mind, and Fang Xuan showed a satisfied smile on his lips. The reward for killing the Soul King was so generous, it was comparable to the reward for killing ten Soul Sects.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan turned his eyes coldly and looked towards the charming Soul King. The blood in his veins began to boil and roar, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"Wait a minute, Fang Xuan! We are our opponents here, so you are not allowed to move..."

Tang San was shocked when he saw this and quickly spoke to stop him, but was unwilling to give up his opponent to Fang Xuan.

The dragon doesn't sing and the tiger doesn't roar, it's so funny and funny to little Tang San~

Fang Xuan ignored Tang San's attempts to stop him and rushed towards the charming soul king with a knife. A big battle broke out between the two of them, and the whole earth began to tremble.

Originally a terrifying and powerful Soul King level, now he has become a fragrant steamed bun in the eyes of everyone. Both Fang Xuan and Tang San wanted to fight this charming Soul King.

"Damn it! These brats are too arrogant!"

The two were scorning and arguing, which made the charming Soul King very angry. He was aloof, the Soul King was strong enough to dominate one side, and now he was regarded as prey by these immature teenagers. How could he not be angry when they were fighting together!

"what……"

The Enchanting Soul King roared wildly, and his five soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black, released brilliant light!

A red demon fox appeared on his body. It was blood-red and the soul power surged out. It was evil and powerful and its aura exploded.

"The Five Ring Soul King is nothing more than this!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly and showed no fear. There were four top-level configurations of purple, purple, purple, and black. The Soul King rose from his feet, and an aura that was not weaker than the Soul King spread out!

"kill!"

Fang Xuan roared wildly, golden soul power spurted out, the force under his feet exploded, and the ground shook violently, and then with the help of this elastic force, his whole body was ejected towards the Enchanting Soul King like a sharp arrow!

The two broke out into a huge battle, their souls so powerful that they were like a billowing storm that swept around!

"This guy... we are our rivals!"

Tang San looked at Fang Xuanyou who was fighting against the Enchanting Soul King and felt depressed for a while, but he didn't say anything.

On the side is the Netherworld White Tiger, who is gradually losing the battle with the red-faced Soul King. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing are at a disadvantage. The situation is very dangerous and they may be defeated at any time.

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

Everyone here is fighting fiercely, and there is a powerful soul king!

On the other side, Flanders, Zhao Wuji and Qin Ming were fighting a bloody battle with the three soul saints. They were also in a stalemate. The two sides had been fighting for half the night, and there was still no winner.

Time passes quietly, and in the distance, a touch of white fish belly gradually appears on the horizon. Unknowingly, the night is passing and dawn is coming!

After fighting all night long, this battle has finally reached a fever pitch, and the winner is about to be announced before our eyes.

"boom!"

The rolling thunder rippled on the long sword, becoming more violent than an earthquake, shaking and crazy, impacting the atmosphere, as black as ink, the blade released a destructive aura, a blue thunder arc, and blasted the corpses around it into powder!

Then, accompanied by a gust of roaring wind, millions of lightning arcs condensed into a prehistoric thunder dragon, which violently crashed into the coquettish soul king!

"what……"

Just hearing a scream, half of the soul king's body exploded on the spot, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. The other half of the body became charred black under the impact of the thunder, and was blown away by the terrifying force, and fell into the mud. In the pool of blood, life and warmth are gradually lost...

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Fang Xuan stood in a pool of blood and took a big breath. Mixed with the strong smell of blood, the cold wind was so fierce that it poured into his lungs, making him unable to help but cough!

The violent coughing affected his whole body, and there were more than a dozen scars all over his body. There were wisps of blood, accompanied by bone-piercing pain, which overflowed from the wounds, and the pain made his teeth chatter.

The blade was covered with blood stains that could not be washed away. The original pure white shadowless blade was dyed scarlet red, and it seemed to be transformed into a demon blade soaked in countless human blood. Looking from a distance, one could feel the terrifying and evil aura. It's chilling.

"The Red Flame Soul King is dead, and this guy is dead... actually killed two soul kings!"

The extraordinary strength of Fang Xuan, who was able to kill two soul kings in a row, was fully displayed in this battle, making the remaining blood wolf killers around him frightened!

"This guy is so scary, run away!"

The fighting spirit has collapsed. These five black-robed killers were unable to fight anymore. There was only fear in their hearts. They didn't say anything. They channeled their soul power to the soles of their feet and ran away frantically. They wanted to escape from Fang Xuan as quickly as possible. It's an immediate escape.

"Want to escape?!"

That handsome face was stained with blood, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, making Fang Xuan look strange. He felt as if Shura was coming from hell. His eyes were as cold as steel, and he held the handle of the knife and cut off the water knife. The blood dripped and suddenly slashed forward...

Among the tens of thousands of drawing swords, there is this sword whose power has been honed to its fullest. It does not rely on the innate martial spirit. It is just a single sword, an ordinary sword, but it explodes with power that even steel cannot stop!

"boom!!!"

The knife flew across the horizon, cutting off the darkness and dawn, and turned into a seven-meter-long sword with bright light. It tore the five killers into pieces as they fled in a hurry. Blood and broken bones faced the rising sun as it flew. go!