Douluo's first sword

Fang Xuan bathed in the blood of the Soul King, his whole body was filled with evil energy, three purple and one black, his four soul rings bloomed with strange light, and the billowing momentum exploded, making even the powerful Soul King a little 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 everyone could react, the blue-haired soul king was 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 and looked at Fang Xuan with some confusion, feeling shocked in his heart. Originally, he regarded Fang Xuan as his strongest opponent, thinking that he would practice hard in the future and find opportunities to challenge Fang Xuan in the future, so as to wash away his past mistakes. The shame of being defeated.

But now it seems that the strength of the two of them has not only not shrunk, but is still increasing, which makes Tang San a little depressed.

"This guy is such a little pervert!"

The master's face was a little ugly, and the battle plan he made was useless. Fang Xuan chopped and killed a strong soul king like a watermelon!

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

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

[Congratulations, you have killed a soul king. You will be rewarded with 10,000 sword draws and soul power*10,000! 】

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

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan turned his eyes and looked coldly at 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! This is our opponent, you are not allowed to move..."

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

The dragon doesn't sing and the tiger doesn't roar. Little Tang San is ridiculous~

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

The terrifying and powerful soul king-level man was now reduced to a popular figure in everyone's eyes. Both Fang Xuan and Tang San wanted to fight this coquettish soul king.

"Damn it! You bunch of brats, stop being so arrogant!"

The contempt and dispute between the two made the Enchanting Soul King extremely angry. He was a powerful Soul King who was powerful enough to dominate an area. But now he was regarded as prey by these immature teenagers and were competing for them together. How could he not be angry!

"ah……"

The Enchanting Soul King roared wildly, and the five soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black released bright light!

A red demon fox appeared on his body, blood-red soul power surged out, and an evil and powerful aura exploded.

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

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, showing no fear. Four top-level soul rings of purple, purple, purple, and black rose from his feet, and an aura that was not weaker than that of the Soul King spread out!

"kill!"

Fang Xuan roared wildly, golden soul power spurted out, and the force under his feet exploded, shaking the ground violently. Then he used this elastic force to shoot towards the Enchanting Soul King like a sharp arrow!

A big battle broke out between the two, and the powerful soul power was like a rolling storm, sweeping across the surroundings!

"This guy... is our opponent!"

Tang San looked at Fang Xuan fighting against the Enchanting Soul King, feeling depressed for a while, but he didn't say anything more.

The Netherworld White Tiger on the side gradually lost in the battle with the red-faced Soul King and fell into a disadvantage. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were in a very dangerous situation and could 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, fighting against the powerful Soul King!

On the other side, Flanders, Zhao Wuji and Qin Ming were fighting the three soul saints in a bloody battle. They were also in a stalemate. The two sides had been fighting for half the night, and the winner had not yet been determined.

Time passes quietly, and a touch of fish belly white gradually appears on the distant sky. Before you know it, the night is passing and dawn is coming!

After fighting all night, the battle finally reached a fever pitch, and the winner was about to be announced before their eyes.

"boom!"

Rolling thunder rippled over the long sword, turning into a shock more violent than an earthquake, striking the atmosphere crazily. The pitch-black blade released a blue thunder arc full of destructive aura, blasting the surrounding corpses into powder!

Then, accompanied by a gust of roaring wind, thousands of lightning arcs condensed into a prehistoric thunder dragon, violently hitting the body of the coquettish soul king!

"ah……"

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. It was blown away by the terrifying force and fell to the ground covered with mud. In the pool of blood, the warmth of life gradually lost...

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Fang Xuan stood in a pool of blood and took a big breath. The cold wind mixed with the strong smell of blood violently poured into his lungs, making him unable to help but cough!

The violent coughing affected more than a dozen scars all over his body, and strands of blood flowed out from the wounds accompanied by bone-piercing pain, making his teeth chatter in pain.

The body of the blade is covered with blood stains that cannot be washed away, dyeing the originally pure white Shadowless Blade into a scarlet red, as if it has turned into a demon blade soaked in countless human blood. Looking from a distance, one can feel the terrifying and evil aura. , which makes people shudder.

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

Killing two soul kings in a row, Fang Xuan's supreme power was fully demonstrated in this battle with his superb strength, making the remaining killers of the Blood Wolf Killer Group around him tremble with fear!

"This guy is too scary, run away!"

The fighting spirit had collapsed. The five black-robed killers were unable to fight anymore. There was only fear in their hearts. Without saying a word, they channeled their soul power to the soles of their feet and fled in all directions, trying to get away from Fang Xuan as quickly as possible. Escape from before your eyes.

"Want to escape?!"

The handsome cheek was stained with blood, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth made Fang Xuan look a little evil, like a Shura coming from hell. His eyes were as cold as steel. He held the handle of the knife and raised the water-breaking knife. Blood dripped, and he suddenly slashed forward...

After drawing the sword thousands of times, the power of this sword has been honed to perfection. Without relying on the innate martial spirit, just one sword, an ordinary sword, exploded with a power that even steel could not stop!

"boom!!!"

The knife flew across the horizon, cutting off the darkness and dawn, turning into a seven-meter-long dazzling sword light, tearing all five escaping killers into pieces. The blood and broken bones flew towards the rising sun. go!