Hiss ~

it hurts!

Am I still alive?!

In a daze, Fang Xuan struggled to climb out from under a huge rock, his whole body was in severe pain and blood flowed. Unfortunately, he was hit by a peerless murderous aura, and his body collapsed on the spot and almost died.

This level of battle is really terrible. He almost bleeds on the spot when he was just affected by a ray of energy.

"I didn't expect the final collision between the two to be so terrifying!"

Looking at the devastated earth, Fang Xuanxin was still scared. She sat cross-legged in the ruins, silently urged the Jiuxin Begonia to comb the body and repair the injuries!

The surroundings were in a mess, the hall was shattered, the walls collapsed, the entire square was burning, the smell of gunpowder was everywhere, and the ground was covered with corpses, blood gathered into a river, like hell on earth.

Bibidong, Hu Liena and other powerful people in the Wuhun Palace were all seriously injured, their clothes were stained with blood, and they looked embarrassed, scattered around the square, sitting cross-legged to adjust their injuries.

The final decisive battle between Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen was too terrible. Almost everyone in the audience was tragically affected. The entire square was destroyed, and everyone was traumatized, and some people with weak strength even died unfortunately.

"By the way, how was the battle? Who won the battle?!"

At this time, everyone suddenly remembered the shocking battle in the sky, felt confused, and looked upwards together.

Fang Xuan was most concerned about Luo Xuanchen's situation. With a nervous mood, he took the lead in locking in Luo Xuanchen's figure.

With white hair loose and clothes fluttering, Luo Xuanchen was quietly floating in the air, holding a demon knife in his hand, his eyes were calm, and his temperament was still calm and free, as if he had not been damaged!

"It's fine!"

Seeing that Luo Xuanchen was intact, Fang Xuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart finally let go.

Tick! Tick!

Widths of blood dripped from the air!

Fang Xuan was slightly stunned and suddenly noticed that Luo Xuanchen was bleeding, with a large amount of blood, like a stream falling from the sky, dyeing a pure flower on the ground red.

"This is……"

His eyes moved slightly, and Fang Xuan's pupils trembled violently. He was shocked to find that Luo Xuanchen's left half of his body had disappeared!

His left arm, along with half of his chest, was burned, and a ray of sun fire remained at the wound. Half of his body seemed to be smashed by a sword, and only half of his body was left, empty and looked very terrifying.

Qian Daoliu was also devastatingly hit, his chest was penetrated by a demon knife, and a blood hole as big as a palm appeared, even his heart was shattered, and blood was pouring like a spring.

In that shocking collision, Luo Xuanchen pierced through Qian Daoliu's chest with a sword, and Qian Daoliu shattered half of Luo Xuanchen's body with a sword.

In the end, the two... died together!

The whole audience was silent!

"No! No! Why is this happening?!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were red and he couldn't accept this result.

In the sky, Luo Xuanchen was like a cluster of flames that would be extinguished at any time. The breath of life was passing rapidly, but he did not show any fear or reluctance. Instead, a smile of relief appeared on his bloody face, looking so relaxed, indifferent and joyful!

He was wandering around and fleeing everywhere in his life, living in the shadow of the Martial Spirit Hall. He had been in danger many times and was on the verge of death, but he survived and escaped!

After decades of ups and downs, the only belief that supports his life is to take revenge and defeat the great worship of the Wuhun Temple, which is an invincible myth!

Now, he finally did it!

Luo Xuanchen breathed a long sigh, looked at Qian Daoliu on the opposite side calmly, swept through the hideous blood hole in his chest, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

He was killed by Qian Daoliu, and his demon sword also shattered Qian Daoliu's heart and exterminated all his vitality. It was also a divine weapon, containing the power of destruction at the god level. This power of destruction is not only physical, but also spiritual and soul. Both of them were weak!

But in the face of death, he did not have any fear and looked very calm and calm.

Yes, family enemies have been avenged, shame has been avenged, and enemies have been killed!

Luo Xuanchen had no more worries in his life, and he could finally let go of the hatred and pain in his heart.

"Little madman, my journey ends here, the rest of the road...you can go on alone."

At this time, Luo Xuanchen lowered his head, looked at Fang Xuan with a dim face below, and smiled gently at the latter.

"No, I have the magical skills of the healing system, and I can definitely cure you!"

Fang Xuan felt a little sad, and he clenched his fists and refused to accept the reality that the old madman was about to die. He urged Jiuxin Haitang with all his strength to open the true body of the martial soul, and sent life energy to the old madman like crazy, trying to repair the latter's broken body.

But, it failed!

The true sun fire released by the Angel Sacred Sword has the ability to burn all things, and has instantly shattered all the vitality of the old madman, and it is powerless to turn things around!

Fang Xuan was silent.

“Great worship!”

The people in the Wuhun Palace were shocked when they saw the hideous blood holes on Qian Daoliu's chest and the empty chest cavity. They were all shocked. One after another, a series of sad crying sounded, as if the sky had fallen.

"Hmph, are you all dead? Very good!"

Noting that Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen died in the sky, Pope Bibidong reacted as soon as possible, which was the best result for her.

She snorted coldly, glanced at the square, quickly locked Fang Xuan's position, with murderous intent in her eyes, and ordered to the surrounding powerful people of the Spirit Hall: "Luo Xuanchen is dead, come here, kill Fang Xuan for me!"

Now, Luo Xuanchen is dead, so Fang Xuan is the only one who opposes the Spirit Hall. Without Luo Xuanchen's protection, he can take the opportunity to eliminate the roots and kill Fang Xuan!

"kill!"

Pope Bibidong led the top ten titled Douluo, countless elite soldiers in the Martial Soul Hall, killing Fang Xuan regardless of everything. The terrifying murderous aura swept across the world, as if to tear Fang Xuan apart!

"boom!"

The murderous aura around him soared into the sky, Fang Xuan looked at the powerful man in the martial soul hall who was overwhelming and rushing wildly from all directions, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that he could not escape the disaster today!

He was a little desperate and quietly waited for the arrival of death.

At this moment, a rapid sound of breaking through the air sounded in his ears. Fang Xuan was slightly stunned and saw that the demon sword Hongyu was swooping towards his patron at lightning speed.

Before he could react, he was swept into the sky by the demon sword, turning into a blood-red rainbow, traversing across the void, and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.

"Little madman, my journey has ended, but your journey has just begun. Finally, I'll give you another trip..."

Looking at Fang Xuan who disappeared from the distance, Luo Xuanchen couldn't help but smile with a gratitude. He used his last trace of divine power to send Fang Xuan away with a demon sword, and escaped the pursuit of Bibidong and others!

After exhausting all his strength, Luo Xuanchen was bold and unruly, laughed at Changkong, and his body burst into pieces in vain, turning into endless light, drifting with the wind, and a generation of peerless swordsman fell!

Ending in glory!

This is the best ending that Luo Xuanchen chose for himself!

"Damn it! The cooked duck flew again..."

Bibidong and the people in the Martial Soul Palace were furious, but they could only get angry and had no choice but to escape Fang Xuan.

...

In the end, Qian Daoliu was left alone in the sky. His chest was bleeding, and the breath of life was rapidly disappearing. Soon after, he would die like Luo Xuanchen.

But he cannot die, he still has unfinished things to do, and he still has unfinished wishes in the world.

Finally, Qian Daoliu sealed the wound with the supreme divine power of the Angel Sacred Sword, and hung his last breath. He did not die, but it could not last long.

Qiandaoliu's vicissitudes of life were filled with determination. A hundred levels of successive eyes were his wish. Due to his talent and fate, he still could not take that last step, so he could only become a god and entrusted his granddaughter Qian Renxue.

"I can't die before witnessing Xiaoxue becoming a god..."

A decisive voice sounded, and thousands of streams stepped on the void, and their figure flashed, disappeared in vain in the sky, returning to the most mysterious worship hall.

Not long after, today's earth-shaking war spread throughout the Douluo Continent, making the world full of excitement.

The two extreme Douluo have come to an end!

The criminal Fang Xuan, who was publicly executed, fled!

Countless powerful men in the Martial Soul Palace died and suffered heavy losses!

The shocking news spread, causing turmoil across the continent. Many people were shocked and worried about the future direction of the mainland.
Chapter completed!