Douluo's first sword

The sword is kingly, the sword is domineering

Luo Xuanchen's path is to achieve ultimate dominion with the sword. Even if there are thousands of troops and horses in front of him, even if there are billions of gods or Buddhas and demons in the sky, he will move forward without fear.

This knife moves so domineeringly

There is no doubt that this demon sword once drank the blood of gods. When it explodes with all its strength, endless corpses of gods and demons will emerge, which is incomparably suitable with Luo Xuanchen's domineering sword.

"Three Ultimate Swords of Hell"

Luo Xuanchen roared loudly, roaring to shake the stars, his blood-stained white robes made a hunting sound, and his white hair fluttered in the wind. He raised the demon sword Hongyu high and performed the unique skill of dominating the sword, raising his power to the peak.

He danced with the demonic sword wildly, killing Qiandaoliu crazily.

The first sword cut through the void, swinging away the angel's holy sword

The second sword, Qi penetrates Changhong, breaking through the angelic realm

The third sword, dominating the world, forcefully slashed Qian Daoliu away with one sword.

blood stained river

A stream of crimson blood flew into the air. The man who was like a god in the eyes of everyone in Wuhun Hall was actually injured. His blood splashed into the void and flew hundreds of meters away.

"The great priest is injured, how is this possible?"

Everyone in Wuhun Hall was shocked. Luo Xuanchen's strength was so terrifying that he was even stronger than Qian Daoliu and injured the latter. This situation was simply unbelievable and made many people feel dizzy.

“What a tyrant”

In the void, Qian Daoliu stabilized his figure, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Luo Xuanchen, who was filled with murderous intent in front of him. His eyes gradually became sharper. Not only did his face not show any anger, but there was a touch of excitement. smile.

too long too long

He's been alone for too long

Since Tang Chen disappeared, Qian Daoliu has not met an opponent for more than 20 years. The fate that awaits him in the end may be to sit in the worship hall and die for the rest of his life.

Who can understand the loneliness of being so cold at a high place?

However, being injured and bleeding under Luo Xuanchen's tyrannical sword made him feel like he was reborn. His cooled blood gradually began to boil, and his long-standing fighting spirit began to burn brightly.

He met a formidable enemy who could fight

"Ha ha ha ha"

Qiandao laughed happily, his gray hair fluttering, the blazing true sun fire ignited on the Angel Holy Sword, the angel field spread out rapidly under his feet, the six soul bones on his slender and strong body shone brightly, and with the Angel Saint The swords complement each other.

Ninety-nine's peak soul power circulated, pushing the angel holy sword in his hand, flying out from the air, like a burning meteorite, cutting across the void and stabbing Luo Xuanchen fiercely.

"clang"

The demon sword collided with the holy sword, and the tip of the sword collided with each other accurately. The billowing demonic energy filled the air, and the true fire of the sun burned. The entire sky was actually divided into two, one side was white, and the other side was dark, just like the beginning of chaos. The scene when it opened was extremely terrifying.

"kill"

Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen fought together, their soul power surged, and their murderous aura soared into the sky. The two of them were both red-eyed and entered a state of prosperity. Every time they collided, the world would erupt with thunderous explosions, and a series of Blood and broken bones were scattered, but no one could see clearly whose blood and bones belonged to them.

Because both of their clothes were stained red with blood, their bodies were covered with wounds, and their bones were even exposed in some places. Blood was constantly flowing and pouring down from the air.

"The sun is really hot"

A wisp of hot golden flame ignited, illuminating the void in an instant. Qiandao Liumo recited the soul mantra, triggering a wisp of the sun's holy fire, and rushed towards Luo Xuanchen at high speed.

The Seraph Martial Spirit has dual attributes of sacredness and fire, and can activate the true fire of the sun, but this is a power that only god-level experts can truly control. Although Qiandaoliu has already reached level ninety-nine, he is only one step away from becoming a god at level 100. But he is not a god after all, so he can only borrow a ray of true sun fire

However, even a ray of true sun fire has the temperature of the core of the sun, and its power is enough to destroy the world. Even a titled Douluo will be instantly killed.

"boom"

The real fire of the sun burned, and the terrifying heat wave filled the air. All the water in the air was evaporated, and even the void became distorted. Under the control of Qiandaoliu, this ray of real fire of the sun passed through the void like lightning, and rushed towards it crazily. Luo Xuanchen

“What a terrible heat”

The indifferent and handsome face was burned red by the real fire of the sun. The water in his blood boiled, and big beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

Luo Xuanchen frowned, his expression became more solemn than ever before. He felt a great threat from this ray of true sun fire. He swung his demonic sword and slashed out a blood-red sword light more than ten meters long, trying to block the wisp of true sun fire. , but was easily burned out by real fire.

In the end, he was accidentally touched by the real sun fire, and his chest became charred black, dripping with blood, and even his bones were exposed, making him look very scary.

If an ordinary Douluo or even a Super Douluo had been hit by this true sun fire, he would have been burned to death in an instant, but Luo Xuanchen has now reached the peak level of ninety-ninth level, and his body is indestructible. The peerless treasure body was able to survive this disaster.

However, although he was not dead, he was still seriously injured. In such a peak-level duel, this kind of injury is likely to affect the final outcome of this battle.

"The Realm of the Knife"

Luo Xuanchen roared wildly, his whole body burning with fighting spirit, and thousands of strands of peerless sword energy were released, turning into blood-red blades, forming a sword field with a diameter of several hundred meters, aiming at the invincible thousand swords in the sky Go and kill.

As a swordsman, he finally displayed the swordsman's true skill, the Sword Domain, which only the top swordsmen can possess, just like Sword Douluo's Sword Domain, which is extremely powerful.

Although Qian Daoliu used a god-level angel holy sword, he was not very familiar with the field of kendo and could not master the sword field that could rival the sword field, so he could only use the angel field to fight against Luo Xuanchen's sword field. field.

The two realms collided crazily, and the golden angel statue condensed in the angel realm was torn apart by a hundred thousand supreme swords. The statue was shattered, and cracks were created in the realm.

A wisp of peerless sword energy cut through the void and passed directly through Qian Daoliu's chest. The blood that poured out stained the skirt of his clothes. The ninety-ninth-level Ultimate Douluo was injured again.

"Hahahaha, good, good, good"

Qian Daoliu still didn't have any anger, but laughed heartily. He didn't seem to notice the wound on his chest at all, nor did he care about the blood flowing. He was full of fighting spirit. He waved the angel holy sword and turned into a stream of light to kill. Luo Xuanchen

“well come”

Luo Xuanchen's eyes were deep and there was no trace of fear on his face. He knew that it would be difficult to kill Qian Daoliu with this sword, so he was already prepared for a fight to the death.

Those who can obtain the approval of the gods, accept the divine inheritance, and reach the ninety-ninth level are all unparalleled geniuses. How could they be defeated by this little pain.

His eyes released two bolts of lightning, and the sword energy all over his body spurted out, murderous intent surged. The red rain of the demon sword swelled in light, releasing a blood-like light. The blade tore through the air and collided crazily with the angel's holy sword.

"Boom"

With a loud thunder, the sky cracked, the earth collapsed, and the terrifying murderous aura swept across the world. Large areas of blood and bones fell from the sky and were buried on the earth.

"What a terrible battle. Is this the power of being close to the gods?"

On the ground, atop a pile of ruins, Fang Xuan was shocked as he watched the life-and-death battle between Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen.

In the short moment when the swords collided, the two of them actually collided hundreds of times. Their movements were so fast that it was difficult to catch them with the naked eye.

Fang Xuan once took immortal herbs to see through autumn dew, and his eyesight was refined. Only then could he barely see a hint of mystery, and he was very amazed at this kind of extreme Douluo battle.

After a period of rest, the soul power in his body recovered a lot, and all the injuries on his body were repaired, and he was no longer as weak as before.

But unfortunately, Bibi Dong and others gradually recovered from their injuries.

What's even more unfortunate is that they have already targeted themselves

The top ten titles came towards him from all directions.

Feeling the countless terrifying murderous auras, Fang Xuan's scalp was numb, his face was extremely ugly, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom.