"The second worshippers were defeated. Even Fang Xuan's sword could not be taken away. How could this be possible..."

The soul masters of the Martial Soul Empire took a deep breath and showed a horrified expression. They stared blankly at the black-haired boy holding a demon knife in his hand, looking at a terrifying monster.

The Golden Crocodile Douluna is the second entourage of the Martial Soul Hall. The 98th-level super Douluo is an invincible existence on earth. However, in front of Fang Xuan, he could not even have a sword and was defeated in an instant.

The defeat of the five titled Douluo was a heavy blow to the Wuhun Empire. The army of soul masters, which was originally as powerful as tigers and wolfs, suddenly became panic.

"Long live your Majesty!"

The soul masters of the Tiandou Empire cheered, and immediately swept away the decline and their morale was greatly boosted.

Fang Xuan's sword not only greatly defeated the spirit of the Martial Soul Empire, but also brought great confidence to the Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire, and inspired their desire for victory.

"Die!"

Fang Xuan's eyes turned cold, and his murderous intent circulated. He raised the demon sword and killed the Golden Crocodile Douluo and others, hoping to kill all the five titled strong men from the Martial Soul Empire.

The scarlet demon sword tore through the sky, turned into a sword light, and slashed at the Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other five!

At this moment, the Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had been circulating on the continent for hundreds of years, smelled the smell of death. A look of horror appeared on his face. Looking at the killing demon sword falling from the sky, his whole body trembled under the terrifying murderous aura.

"call out--"

Just as the demon sword was slashed down, a golden divine light shot out, blinking through thousands of meters, and hitting the demon sword hard.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise torn the eardrum, Fang Xuan felt a terrifying monster-like pressure coming from the surface. The demon sword was bounced out directly, and the whole person quickly retreated backwards.

He circulated his soul power frantically, retreated hundreds of meters before he stabilized his body, raised his face, looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, and his expression gradually subsided.

This is a beautiful blonde girl, wearing an angel costume, holding a golden holy sword in her hand, and surrounded by the true fire of the sun, like a goddess from the sky, heroic, beautiful and charming, and inviolable!

On his body, black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red, gold, ten soul rings shone brightly, and the dazzling light emitted enveloped the entire battlefield.

It was the angel god - Qian Renxue!

Looking at the beautiful girl opposite, Fang Xuan showed a complex look on his face and couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't know what to do with Qian Renxue.

"Fang Xuan, you are still here!"

Qian Renxue's blond hair was flying, her phoenix eyes were cold, and she stared at Fang Xuan coldly. There was no emotional fluctuation on her perfect face, and she said in a deep voice: "Since you are determined to be an enemy of me, there is nothing to say, then fight. This time, I will never show mercy again!"

"Okay, that's what you want!"

Fang Xuan took a deep breath and showed a serious expression on his face. Now that the two countries are fighting and the troops are at the city, there is really no room for relief, only one battle.

"Fang Xuan! Come up and get to die!"

At the same time, a cold roar like an evil ghost in hell rose into the sky, and the purple-black figure broke through like lightning, bringing out a cold and biting cold wind.

This is a figure covered with black armor, with a purple face, a bit ferocious appearance, and a rolling demonic energy all over his body, looking extremely evil!

It is the Rakshasa god, Bibidong!

Fang Xuan's heart trembled, and the pressure sensed from Bibi Dong was even stronger than Qian Renxue. He was worthy of being one of the most evil gods of killing. Bibi Dong, the Rakshasa god, brought Fang Xuan a strong threat.

"Your Majesty! Her Majesty the Queen is coming out!"

The moment Bibidong appeared, the soul masters of the Martial Soul Empire seemed to have seen a savior, and they were all excited and their morale was greatly boosted.

"That's great. With His Majesty here, we have hope!"

"What are the two empires and a group of native chickens and tiled dogs?"

"Defeat them, victory will definitely belong to our martial soul empire!"

The Wuhun Empire was full of enthusiasm and high morale. Finally, it broke out from the fear of being dominated by Fang Xuan. They all looked at each other with fanatic looks, full of fanaticism and awesome fighting spirit.

Looking at the hideous figure like an evil ghost in the sky, the soul masters of the Tiandou Empire felt chilling and inexplicably fear surged into their hearts.

The former unparalleled Pope Bibidong has now distorted his face, ferocious and terrifying. After inheriting the Rakshasa god, Bibidong's appearance changed drastically, and he looked extremely evil, but the momentum emitted by his whole body has been hundreds of times stronger than before, even stronger than Qian Renxue.

"Fang Xuan, you are so brave. Our martial soul empire has not attacked you yet. You will attack us first. You really don't know how to live or die!"

Bibidong snorted coldly, holding a dark sickle in his hand, glanced at Fang Xuan coldly, and said, "The clown who jumped back then has become a little more climax now, but in front of my Rakshasa god Bibidong, you are just an ant!"

"Rakshasa God? So what about Rakshasa God!"

Fang Xuan raised his lips slightly, and he remembered a cool line: "As long as it is a living thing, even God will kill you!"

"Hmph, just a mere mortal, and his tone is quite good!"

Bibi Dong Liu raised his eyebrows, his eyes sucked and his murderous aura became increasingly rich. The hell demon sickle of the Rakshasa god ignited a pitch-black flame, causing the space to gradually twist.

"Haha, Bibidong, you falsely accused me of killing Xieyue and others back then, and detained me in the prison of the Wuhun Hall, and suffered all the torture. Today I am standing in front of you. Even if you want to calculate the accounts of that year with you, the ambitions of the Wuhun Empire will end here."

Fang Xuan's expression was cold, and two cold lights shot out in vain in his eyes. His body turned into a blood-colored lightning, and he rushed towards Bibi East frantically. In this case, it would be useless to say more. Only in one battle, let the victory or defeat decide everything.

His black hair fluttered, ten soul rings shone, his feet stepped on Kunpeng at an extremely fast speed, the realm of the God of Killing was opened, and his combat power suddenly soared to the limit. The Killing Demon Sword tore through the sky, wrapped in sharp sword energy, and slashed at Bibidong fiercely.

"One sword to reincarnate!"

This is the first sword technique that Fang Xuan has learned. It combines the intention of the life and death cycle. It is released through the ten-fold increase effect of the integration of human and swords. It is extremely powerful and is one of the strongest skills Fang Xuan currently controls!

"Hmph, a trick!"

Looking at Fang Xuan who was coming in a fierce manner, Bibidong snorted coldly, his blue-purple face was full of sarcasm. On his body, the golden divine ring representing the god suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.

The hell demon sickle was waving, and the black flames burned, facing Fang Xuan's demon sword.

"Boom!"

A loud noise that shook the sky and earth, the demonic energy rolled, the flames splashed everywhere, and the powerful shock wave spread across the void, bringing terrible pressure like a mountain of pressure to the millions of troops below.
Chapter completed!