Douluo's first sword

Scarlet light bloomed quietly from Bibi Dong's ninth soul ring, covering the entire delicate body. The body that was broken in two from the waist was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to its original state in the blink of an eye!

"Is that the immortal body..."

Looking at this abnormal resilience, Fang Xuan's blood-stained cheek showed a trace of solemnity.

Bibi Dong's ninth soul skill - Immortality. This soul skill is derived from the 100,000-year-old soul beast Death Spider Emperor. It is an extremely powerful healing soul skill. Even if the body is beaten to pieces, it can be restored to its original state in an instant. It can be called immortal.

Although this soul skill cannot make Bibi Dong invincible below the god level, it can make her immortal below the god level!

Unless you are a god-level expert, you will never be able to kill Bibi Dong in this state.

Holding back the severe pain that penetrated his chest, Fang Xuan gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground. His whole body glowed with a milky white divine light, and he used Jiuxin Haitang to quickly treat the wounds.

Both Fang Xuan and Bibi Dong have healing soul skills. Whether it is Nine Heart Begonia or Immortal Body, their healing abilities are very abnormal. Therefore, he does not have any advantage in terms of battery life. On the contrary, due to the level gap, the longer the war drags on. , the more disadvantageous it is to him.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan raised his stubborn face and looked at Bibi Dong a hundred meters away. A flash of madness flashed in his eyes. On the tall body, there were six souls, black, black, black, black, black, red. The ring shone brightly, and a terrifying aura comparable to that of a title-level erupted like a rolling gale.

"Roar--"

There was a long roar, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the void twisted. Fang Xuan's whole body was bathed in the angelic light, and his long knife ignited a cluster of red flames. His majestic body cut through the sky, and slammed into Bibi Dong like a meteor.

Wherever he passed, the earth collapsed and angry clouds rolled back. He used the Seraph Martial Spirit to use the pure power of light to deal with the evil and dark Bibi Dong!

"boom--"

Bibi Dong holds a jet-black spider spear in her hand, and she immediately strikes out in a heroic manner. The nine soul rings on her body are looming, like an invincible female war goddess, majestic and unparalleled in power!

The power of the Titled Douluo level exploded at this moment. Her whole body was burning with billowing demonic flames, and a cold and evil aura filled the air. It was like thousands of fierce ghosts roaring in her ears, causing countless people to change their expressions!

"kill!"

The two of them yelled together and fought bloody battles together!

The long sword collided with the war spear, the earth collapsed in vain, and murderous intent swept across Liuhe. This battle was so amazing, it was comparable to a life and death battle between two major titles. Wisps of peerless murderous intent were leaked, destroying the ring, shattering the walls, and even Large areas of the surface were lifted up.

With the blessing of the six great martial soul avatars and the powerful soul power of a hundred thousand year soul ring, Fang Xuan's momentum reached its peak, and he already had the power to fight a titled Douluo. He fought with Bibi Dong for hundreds of rounds, but he couldn't help it. Fall to the wind!

"This Fang Xuan is really incredible..."

A boy who was only seventeen years old was actually fighting with a title-level Pope. Everyone was amazed, as if they were witnessing the birth of a miracle!

"That's... Fang Xuan?!"

Looking at Fang Xuan fighting the Pope in the sky, Tang San's face was dull, and there was a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth. Not long ago, he had competed with Fang Xuan in the ring, and the battle was evenly matched.

Now, Fang Xuan repeatedly revealed his trump card, and his strength was suddenly raised to the title level, and he was fighting with the strongest pope on this continent. Tang San was filled with emotion, and before he knew it, he had been severely thrown to the ground by Fang Xuan. Behind him, there was no hope of catching up.

"This guy is so perverted!"

Around the square, Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, Feng Xiaotian and the young geniuses from various colleges all had mixed emotions. In front of the monster-like Fang Xuan, they acted like green leaves and could only be reduced to foils.

"It's amazing. His Majesty the Pope used all his strength, but that kid can still hold on. It's incredible." Ju Douluo was a little confused.

The other major titled Douluo, as well as the Cardinal of Wuhun Palace, were all shocked and couldn't believe what they saw.

"No matter what, I must find a way to bring Fang Xuan safely out of Wuhun City..."

Ning Fengzhi was excited. Fang Xuan's current performance was really amazing. He was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he already had title-level strength. In ten or twenty years, he could not predict where Fang Xuan would reach. A level of strength.

Thoughts were running rapidly in his mind, and he was determined to rescue Fang Xuan, even if he used all the power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and the Tiandou Empire.

Still, hope is slim.

After all, this is Wuhun City!

……

Above the sky!

As Fang Xuan and Bibi Dong fought crazily, blood and severed limbs continued to fall from the sky.

"Hahahaha, the Pope of Wuhun Palace is nothing more than that!"

With a heroic laugh, Fang Xuan's black hair danced, and the shadowless knife tore through the void. The first knife cut off Bibi Dong's spider spear, the second knife broke through Bibi Dong's martial soul avatar, and the third knife forcefully killed Bibi Dong. Her whole body was slashed, blood was splashed, and broken bones were flying!

"Little beast, don't be too arrogant!"

Bibi Dong was furious, her immortal body activated, and her body quickly recovered. She roared angrily, smashed Fang Xuan's left arm with a punch, penetrated Fang Xuan's chest with a spear, swung the war spear, and threw him away fiercely. !

Both of them have magical healing skills. They can regenerate severed limbs and reshape their bodies, making them immortal. Therefore, they have been at a stalemate, and the battle is inseparable.

This kind of fighting scene is extremely horrifying, just like wild beasts fighting, primitive and bloody. The two of them fight to the point of madness. Each sword and spear they swing out will cause a large splash of blood, and occasionally broken bones and internal organs will splash. The scene is extremely shocking!

"You can be proud of yourself for being able to fight with me for so long, even if you die!"

Bibi Dong's eyes were cold, and she glanced at the dying figure not far away, with a contemptuous arc on her lips: "So Fang Xuan, you'd better just surrender and be captured. You're already at the end of your battle, and your fuel is exhausted." , and if we continue to struggle, it will be meaningless.”

Fang Xuan was silent!

That's right, as Bibi Dong said, he is really exhausted now and can't squeeze out any soul power. After all, he is not a titled Douluo. After fighting Bibi Dong for so long, his soul power is finally insufficient. , may fail at any time.

In order to gain the strength to fight Bibi Dong, Fang Xuan maintained the state of combining man and sword, burning all his strength and forcibly raising his combat power to its peak.

But maintaining this peak state all the time is too serious a drain on the killing sword energy and soul power.

After fighting Bibi Dong for 300 rounds, Fang Xuan finally lost his support and fell directly from the state where man and sword merged into one. His aura suddenly became weak, even worse than that of an ordinary Soul Saint.

The killing sword energy was completely exhausted, the soul power was dry, and he was exhausted... Even his body was shaking unsteadily, and he almost fell from a high altitude.

At this moment, Fang Xuan was truly at the end of his rope.

However, he did not choose to sit still and wait for death. Instead, he raised the Shadowless Knife for the last time, preparing to hold his breath and swing the last knife!

This may be the last stab in his life...

Looking at the weak figure swaying like straw in the wind, Bibi Dong crossed her jade arms and showed a mocking smile, saying: "Haha, you can't even stand still, can you still use the knife? !”

Fang Xuan was silent, his eyes were as deep as the stars, his face was calm, he ignored Bibi Dong's sarcasm, and concentrated on wielding the last knife.

"Om..."

It was just a knife, a very ordinary knife.

It's not very fast, nor is it very powerful.

However, the moment the sword was swung, the void twisted in an incredible arc, the world turned upside down, and the wind and clouds rolled back!

"How is this going?!"

Bibi Dong's complexion changed, and he felt a hint of crisis from that ordinary knife.

She was confused and confused. It was clear that Fang Xuan had exhausted all his soul power and could not even release his martial spirit true body. But for some reason, she felt a palpitation in her heart...

This knife contains a hint of artistic power!

Sword intent!

The understanding of the state of mind that is superior to the power of the sword.

At the moment of being on the verge of despair, Fang Xuan finally made a breakthrough in his understanding of the sword. From the initial power of stimulating the world, it began to contain more powerful and profound power of artistic conception!

That ordinary sword was gently swung down from the air, as calmly and calmly as if clouds were passing by...

"what……"

Bibi Dong screamed miserably, and her whole body was torn apart by a terrifying sword energy. It was shattered into pieces, with blood flowing, and it flew out in an awkward manner, hitting the ground heavily.

At the same time, the papal palace, which symbolized holiness and majesty, collapsed!