Douluo's first sword

Above the sky, the battle between Luo Xuanchen and Qian Daoliu finally entered a fever pitch. After a hundred thousand rounds of fighting, it penetrated the universe, and the winner was about to be decided.

"kill"

Luo Xuanchen roared wildly, his white hair fluttering, and he released countless rays of blood-colored sword energy, turning into a hundred and eight thousand peerless magic swords, tearing the space, cutting off the sky, and swallowing the sky and the earth with terrifying power.

He exploded in full force, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, using his sword skills to great extent, and was extremely domineering. The demon sword wrapped around one hundred and eighty thousand magic swords, cut across the void, and fearlessly killed Qian Daoliu.

"war"

Qian Daoliu's whole body is surrounded by the true fire of the sun, his fighting spirit is blazing, his six soul bones are shining, his nine soul rings are shining, and the Seraph Martial Spirit is blooming with a sacred and majestic aura, just like a god descending to earth, making people want to pay homage. Worship

The angelic holy sword released a terrifying murderous intention, tearing apart the space, cleansing the world, turning into a burning star that penetrated the void, and hit the demon sword hard.

"Boom"

It was another evenly matched collision. The two men were covered in blood and bruises. It was another lose-lose situation, and there was no way to tell the winner.

Number one under the sky

Invincible under the gods

These two people are almost gods, truly invincible. Every collision is a catastrophe for the world, making people fearful and panicking, as if the world is about to be destroyed.

Everyone looked frightened and talked a lot, looking at the two fighting in the sky. They didn't know who would win in the end. They were all too strong, evenly matched, and their combat power was infinitely close to that of gods. No one could predict the final situation.

Even the people from Wuhun Palace cannot guarantee that their great worshiper Qian Daoliu will win at this moment, because his opponent is not an ordinary person, he is also invincible in the world.

Luo Xuanchen, who was born in a sect of domineering swordsmen, now possesses peerless combat power. Everyone has witnessed the inexorable battle with the invincible Qiandaoliu in the sky. No one dares to look down on this domineering and invincible swordsman.

"The final test, the victory or defeat depends on the next blow."

Pope Bibi Dong looked cold and had deep eyes, judging that the time had come for the two of them to decide the outcome.

"Old madman, don't lose."

Fang Xuan murmured in a low voice, looking at the figure in the sky whose white robe was stained red with blood, his expression was extremely solemn, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

In the sky realm, Qiandaoliu is an invincible existence. The old madman cannot take any advantage. However, he has been fighting Qiandaoliu until now. The battle is inseparable and there is no distinction between victory and defeat. This peerless combat power is arrogant in the world. Already worthy of the name of Tyrannical Sword.

"Hahahaha, it's been a long time since I had such a hearty battle."

Above the void, thousands of gray hair were scattered, eyes burning like flames, staring at Luo Xuanchen in front of him with excitement: "I must admit that you are very strong, stronger than Tang Chen, stronger than anyone I have ever encountered. Any opponent is strong”

"Even Tang Chen from the Haotian Sect will not be my opponent when fighting in the sky, but you actually fought with me to this point, junior, this is amazing."

"It is an honor for me to be praised by the Grand Priest of Wuhun Palace."

The corners of Luo Xuanchen's mouth were stained with blood, but he smiled brightly. He looked very indifferent and calm, with an otherworldly temperament, not at all like he had just experienced a life-and-death battle.

This is the recognition of Qian Daoliu, who has long been invincible in the world, and everyone will feel honored.

"Descendant of the Tyrant Clan, tell me your name. This will be the ninth name I have encountered in my life that is worth remembering."

Thousands of flowing gray hair are disheveled, and his eyes are deep. The shadow of a seraph is looming on his body, and wisps of terrifying energy are spreading in all directions, and his momentum is gradually rising.

"Luo Xuanchen"

Luo Xuanchen smiled freely, holding the demon sword in his hand and stepping into the void. He released a bohemian but domineering aura that swept across the world.

"Okay, let's give the final blow" Qian Daoliu said calmly.

"Just what I wanted," Luo Xuanchen said with a smile.

Both of them are accumulating soul power, increasing their momentum, and preparing for the final blow that will determine the outcome.

This last blow will also be the strongest blow ever between the two of them.

"This is a decisive battle."

Everyone was horrified, feeling the terrifying murderous intent wavering down from the sky, and their whole bodies could not stop trembling. This kind of energy was ten times more terrifying than before.

Many people looked solemn, speculating that Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen were about to decide the winner.

"Fight, fight, it's best to destroy together"

Pope Bibi Dong looked indifferent, looking at Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen who were accumulating strength in the sky, hoping that they would die together.

Because, both Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen will be her formidable enemies on the way forward. Luo Xuanchen is against the Spirit Hall in the outside world, while Qian Daoliu sits in the Enshrinement Hall to check and balance her power.

Therefore, compared to Luo Xuanchen, Qian Daoliu poses a greater threat to Bibi Dong. Therefore, no matter who is killed in the life-and-death fight between the two people in the sky, it will be beneficial to her.

Bibi Dong just happened to be sitting on the mountain watching the fight between tigers and tigers, waiting to reap the benefits.

"Must win"

Fang Xuan stood up and stared at the white-haired old madman with firm eyes, hoping that the latter could defeat Qian Daoliu and return safely.

In the end, no one from the Tiandou Empire or the Qibao Glazed Sect came to rescue Fang Xuan at the public execution ground. Everyone remained silent during Fang Xuan's public execution, and no one came to help.

Luo Xuanchen was the only one who was not afraid of thousands of troops and risked his life to break into the Pope's Palace to save him.

Fang Xuan was very grateful and firmly believed that Luo Xuanchen would win the final victory.

"boom"

At the top of the sky, under the gaze of everyone, the final showdown finally began.

Wisps of fairy clouds overflowed, and Qiandaoliu seemed to turn into a holy angel. His whole body was shrouded in holy clouds of light. The sun, moon and stars revolved around it, and the angel holy sword burned like the sun.

At this moment, he seemed to be the only true god in this world. A huge seraph appeared behind him, and his peerless murderous intent penetrated the universe.

"What a terrifying momentum. Has the great worshiper reached the level of a god?"

Everyone was frightened and almost collapsed under Qian Daoliu's murderous intent. They felt that the latter might have broken through to the god level, otherwise why would his momentum be so terrifying.

The billowing demonic energy exploded, and Luo Xuanchen's human sword merged into one, like an invincible heavenly sword, releasing endless terrifying sword energy. Gods and demons in the sky were suspended around him, and the demonic sword was ignited in the red rain, and the eternal hell was ignited. fire

At this time, his whole body seemed to have turned into a sword, the best sword in the world, extremely domineering and sharp, with peerless sword energy across the vast land.

"Oh my god, I seem to see a demon god resurrected"

Many people took a breath and felt horrified. They also felt the strong divine aura from Luo Xuanchen. They were shocked, thinking that Luo Xuanchen had also broken through to the god level.

At this moment, both Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen unleashed their full combat power, raising their momentum to its peak. In that moment, they seemed to have really stepped into the realm of gods, leaving countless people unable to catch up.

"kill"

The two of them roared together, murderous intent rising into the sky, like two burning demon stars colliding hard together. Suddenly the sky collapsed, the world turned upside down, and endless murderous intent swept across the world.

The temples shattered, the mountains collapsed, and even the earth was lifted up in large swaths. Hundreds of people were slaughtered. The scene exploded under the peerless murderous aura and turned into clouds of blood mist, which dispersed.

blood stained earth

The final collision between Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen was so powerful that it was as terrifying as the Big Bang that occurred when chaos first emerged.

This devastating blow caused the heaven and earth to collapse, the void was twisted, corpses were scattered everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers. The front of the Pope's Palace seemed to have turned into a mass grave, with corpses and broken bones everywhere. Countless people died here. Under the collision of peaks

Fang Xuan, Hu Liena, Pope Bibi Dong and all the strong men in Wuhun Palace were all knocked out, bleeding all over their bodies, severely injured, and fell in all directions, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

This glorious battle is destined to be recorded in the history of Douluo Continent, and the world will tremble in fear.