Douluo's first sword

The dark night is full of dangers!

clap la la...

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the purple thunder dragons are rolling in the thick clouds, and the rolling thunder ripples down from the nine heavens, shocking the world.

Seeing that all of his men were dying one by one, the one who had been watching indifferently and disdain to take action finally couldn't help but take action against Fang Xuan!

"A bunch of useless nine people who can't even handle a soul sect have brought shame to Wuhun Palace!" Soul King said angrily, standing with his hands behind his back.

Unknowingly, he has become the polished commander. If he doesn't take action, no one will be able to use him!

"Boy, do you know that there will be consequences for opposing our Wuhun Palace? Now even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will never let you go!"

This middle-aged soul king has sharp eyes, is calm and self-confident, is tall and muscular, and is full of explosive power. He is strong and imposing, and rushes towards Fang Xuan like a mountain roar and a tsunami, crushing him away.

"Haha, it's so ridiculous. It's obvious that you guys who killed me indiscriminately when I first came up actually dare to show up in the Wuhun Palace to suppress people. Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have people in the Wuhun Palace. I can kill you today. There is someone in Wuhun Hall!"

Fang Xuan, who suddenly thrust his sword into the ground, stared coldly at the middle-aged soul king's handsome face and fearless sharp sword energy, but the latter's aura was shattered by the forceful explosion in vain.

"My name is Mu Hong, the spirit of a fifty-level fighting spirit master: the divine beast Xuanwu!"

Mu Hong, the soul king of Wuhun Palace, took the initiative to reveal his identity and glanced at Fang Xuan indifferently, saying: "Boy, I won't kill the unknown person, so I'll give you a chance to report your name!"

"call!"

Fang Xuan let out a long breath of calmness and stared at Soul King Mu Hong's eyes and said seriously: "My name is... Tang San! Anyone who lives in Holy Soul Village can go find me there if you want revenge and have any questions!"

Only an idiot would tell you your true identity!

Do you think I'm stupid? !

It's really hard for people who are traveling around the world these days not to find a few substitutes.

Fang Xuan cursed for a while.

As a fifty-level soul king, this was a powerful enemy. He did not dare to do so. He stared at Mu Hong with a solemn expression without any care.

"Haha, you're so brave that you even reported your home address, but it's a pity that you didn't. That's necessary because you're going to die here today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, five brilliant soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black floated out from Mu Hongyou's body, and a powerful and unparalleled momentum exploded.

Especially the black soul ring that looked like ink and released an extremely terrifying aura. It turned out to be a ten thousand year soul ring!

"So strong and coercive!"

Fang Xuan's expression changed as he felt the strong oppressive force from the ten thousand year soul ring, and even his mind couldn't help but tremble.

The biggest gap between the Soul Sect and the Soul King is not just the soul power level, but this ten thousand year cultivation soul ring!

A forty-level soul sect can absorb soul rings that are less than five thousand years old. However, a person who reaches the fifty-level soul king realm can absorb soul rings that are ten thousand years old. His strength will undergo earth-shaking changes. Not the same thing!

So when it comes to the Soul Sect facing the Soul King, there is basically no chance at all!

"The number one soul skill: Wang Ba Fist!"

Mu Hong, with a green basalt turtle looming on his body, roared and suddenly rushed forward, swinging his Overlord Fist and hitting Fang Xuan hard.

"Bad Sword Technique: Storm Slash!"

When Fang Xuan saw this, he immediately drew his knife to resist. However, when the Shadowless Knife touched Mu Hong's fist, a strange force came from him, like an out-of-control truck crashing into him and directly hit Fang Xuan with the knife. Fly out!

"Oh! He's so strong, he's almost like a monster. Is this how powerful the Soul King is..."

Fang Xuan took nine steps back and bumped into the willow tree at the door of the blacksmith shop. Fang Xuan gasped in pain as his bones shattered and there was a sound. He gritted his teeth and looked at Mu who was walking towards him step by step. Hong's face became extremely serious.

I didn’t expect the Soul King to be so powerful!

He holds the sword with both hands and relies on the strength of his 50,000-year-old left arm bone. He can easily kill the Soul Sect, but facing the Soul King, he can't even take a punch from him!

The difference brought about by a ten-thousand-year soul ring is really not a problem!

"It seems like I just want to try that one..."

Fang Xuan's eyes were deep and his expression was serious. He thought carefully about the method to defeat Mu Hong and finally used the trump card he had always hidden.

"Go to hell, kid! It's an honor for you to die under the command of a Soul King!"

Mu Hong's five soul rings shimmered around his body, and the Black Tortoise was roaring and roaring. He waved the Wangba Fist again with great momentum, charging at Fang Xuan, ready to kill him in one fell swoop!

Fang Xuan, who was calmly looking forward to the oncoming attack of Mu Hong, had a calm and deep expression, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he uttered two words: "Swallow!"

Devour!

Fifty Thousand Years of Blood Devouring Left Arm Bone comes with a soul skill that is said to be able to refine everything in the world. However, facing a powerful soul king who is a level higher than himself, Fang Xuan doesn't know how far this skill can be used. power.

Give it a try with Muhong today!

boom!boom!boom!

Waves of devouring power erupted, and black breath surged out from the left arm quickly and was transferred to the blade. It swirled around the Shadowless Knife like a hurricane, as if it turned into a black hole that could swallow everything!

The devouring power swallows all things!

Fang Xuan roared in his heart, his eyes filled with determination, and he swung his hands with devouring energy. He hit Mu Hong head-on with the Shadowless Knife, and hit Mu Hong with the Overlord Fist!

"Hahahaha! You don't know how to learn your lesson, don't you understand? You don't know how to live or die, don't you understand? You have a knife and you can't stop my Wang Ba Fist!"

Mu Hong sneered, the majestic soul power in his body surged out, and the green fist suddenly shone brightly. The power surged, and even the fist wind he released was as sharp as a blade.

He used all his strength to push his first soul skill - Wangba Fist to the limit, hoping to break the Shadowless Sword with one blow and kill Fang Xuan directly!

However, at this moment, the Devouring Power on the Shadowless Knife rotated at high speed, forming a vortex similar to the eye of a storm, and forcefully swallowed Mu Hong's powerful soul power.

"How is that possible?! You have a knife and you actually swallowed my attack. What kind of weird skill is this?!!"

Mu Hong's face was full of shock, and he could hardly believe that he was about to punch himself with the right fist.

The original foot that I saw was a giant fist with a height of one meter, and it quickly shrank and then shrunk again. In an instant, it returned to its original size and lost the terrifying power it had just now!

"Ah...die!!!"

Fang Xuan shouted and his soul power erupted like lava, cutting off Mu Hongyou's right arm with a knife and sending the strong soul king flying...