The picture seemed to be frozen forever at that moment. When the long sword collided with the battle gun, the silver blood battle gun burst out with a terrible spear light, directly shattering the long sword, and at the same time, a shot pierced Fang Xuan's chest.

"Just one shot, the new man's knife was destroyed. The power of the martial soul's true body is really too strong."

Everyone was shocked, and this was natural. How could an ordinary iron sword resist the power of the true body of the martial soul?

At this moment, Fang Xuan lost his weapon and was shot. Blood flowed in his chest and the situation suddenly became in crisis.

"It's over, it's over, this new man is dead!" Many depraved people gloat.

"Is that the end..." Erica said quietly.

Fang Xuan's eyes were calm and extremely calm, as if he hadn't noticed the bleeding wound. He lowered his head and glanced at the knife with only the hilt of the knife. Without hesitation, he threw the knife away directly.

This knife was originally a temporary replacement, and he had no intention of using it all the time. Now he lost to O'Brien's true martial soul body, so he had expected it.

"Huh~"

He let out a long sigh, Fang Xuan's eyes were deep and calm, and he was not panicked by losing his weapon. He... also had a knife!

The demon sword Hongyu has been stored in the soul guide and has not been exposed.

At this time, Fang Xuan was about to sacrifice the demon sword and with the power of the artifact, he killed O'Brien in an instant.

At present, his strength has returned to the Soul Emperor level, and his soul power is relatively abundant. If he tries his best, he should be able to barely exert one or two points of the demon sword and kill an O'Brien at the Contra-level.

He was just worried that after using the demon sword, his soul power would be sucked dry and entered the weak stage. In that case, he would definitely be killed by the fallen people around him, so he was looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow!

"Haha, novices, stop pretending. Can't you see that you are a good person? You are already exhausted, so be obedient and die!"

O'Brien looked arrogant and arrogant, and did not take Fang Xuan seriously at all. He directly raised the silver blood battle spear and threw it hard with his right hand. The nine-foot-long silver blood battle spear spear rushed out like a javelin, stabbing Fang Xuan wildly.

He was too arrogant and threw out the silver-blooded battle gun, trying to nail Fang Xuan to death directly!

However, such a random attack gave Fang Xuan an opportunity to take advantage of. The pair of hawk eyes, who had been looking for opportunities, suddenly shot out two rays of light.

It has to be said that although O'Brien threw out the silver-blooded battle gun at will, the power of this gun was extremely intimidating. The sharp gun light swallowed the sky and the earth, wrapped in a terrifying murderous storm, as if a cruise missile that had already locked the target was very difficult to avoid.

Because this shot is really too fast!

Just a flash of silver light, it was already killing Fang Xuan. The cold and sharp spear tip blew the silver aura and stabbed straight into his heart.

The breath of death hit the face, Fang Xuan's eyes were cold and he was not panicked. Just as the tip of the gun was about to pierce through his chest, his figure twisted in an incredible arc, and he suddenly turned to the right, and dangerously avoided the attacking silver blood battle gun.

"ah……"

Then, he shouted loudly, and his feet burst out, shaking the floor, and he rushed out like a cheetah and rushed straight to O'Brien.

"Damn it, noob!"

O'Brien was bare-handed and still very arrogant. He waved his silver iron fist, cut through the sky, and blasted heavily at Fang Xuan's face.

"It's you who die!"

Fang Xuan's murderous intent was everywhere, and the soul guide ring flashed with a faint light. He rushed to O'Brien in an instant, waved his right hand, and a scarlet demon sword appeared in his hand. His murderous intent was swaying, and he was about to kill O'Brien.

"Boom--"

At this moment, a dark figure fell rapidly from the sky and smashed hard on the ground like a bomb. The violent momentum swept across the eight wildernesses, and Fang Xuan and O'Brien, who were about to have a life-and-death collision, flew out.

"What's going on?!"

Many people were stunned and didn't know what was going on.

A figure as tall as a demon appeared in everyone's sight.

This is a tall man over two meters tall, with a strong body, strong muscles, wearing black armor, and a cold light flowing all over his body. His face is like ice, his eyes are terrifying, and the peerless murderous intent released is like sharp swords, cutting through the void and making countless people frightened.

"Titled Douluo!"

Fang Xuan's face changed, and he stared at the black-armored man without blinking, with a solemn look on his face. From the latter, he felt an extremely terrifying aura. This was not an ordinary titled Douluo.

Super Douluo at least level 95 or above!

He secretly speculated on the level of the man in black armor, and felt something was wrong. Now, if he meets a super Douluo head-on, he will definitely have no chance of winning.

“So far!”

A word without joy or sorrow came from the black-armored man's mouth, causing the space to suddenly sway.

In the calm words, there was irresistible majesty. Even O'Brien, who had always been rebellious, had a trembling heart. His eyes were filled with fear when he looked at the black-armored man, and he said in surprise: "Captain, why are you here?!"

This burly and energetic black armored man is the captain of the law enforcement team, the hell knight - Beowulf!

"Oh my God, even Lord Beowulf is here!"

The Fallen Guys gasped, obviously not expecting the captain of the law enforcement officers to appear. It seems that the battle was really a big deal and alarmed the senior management of the Slaying Capital.

"The great king of killing command, ninety-four and sixty-three, innocent!"

Beowulf calmly glanced at Fang Xuan and O'Brien and said coldly: "So that's the end of this battle, O'Brien, let's go."

"cut!"

O'Brien obviously didn't expect it to be the ending. Even the great King of Killing said that Fang Xuan was innocent, who dared not obey the order? He curled his lips and glanced at Fang Xuan coldly, saying, "Lucky little devil! You should be glad that my king's generousness, otherwise you are dead now."

"Haha, it's still unknown who is lucky!"

Fang Xuan sneered, locking Beowulf without blinking his eyes. A cold light flashed through his eyes. If Beowulf hadn't appeared in the middle of the way, with the demon sword Hongyu, he would have been 90% sure to kill O'Brien.

What's funny is that O'Brien didn't know that he had walked in the gates of hell, and thought Fang Xuan had luck.

Beowulf looked cold and said nothing. He looked deeply at Hongyu, the demon sword in Fang Xuan's hand, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes, and then he quickly left the street with O'Brien.

The storm has subsided, and many people are still unsatisfied!

...

The capital of killing, deep in the inner city.

"Captain, why did you come suddenly? If you come a little later, I will definitely be able to deal with that rookie." O'Brien said with some annoyance.

"Oh, is that?" Beowulf glanced at O'Brien coldly and snorted coldly: "If I had come one step later, you might have been a corpse now..."

"How is it possible? Just a rookie, I have just come to the Slaying Capital for a few days. What kind of magic can I do?" O'Brien raised his eyebrows and was very dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!