Douluo's first sword

Chapter 92 The Murderous Demon Sword [The third update!Ask for subscription】

For a swordsman, the sword is life, and losing the sword in battle, and in such a title-level peak battle, is even equivalent to the end of life!

After the black knife was broken, the old lunatic lost his weapon, and the situation was very critical, he would no longer be Xue Douluo's opponent.

this battle...

"Hahahaha!"

Xue Douluo laughed wildly, cut off the black knife with one sword, a hint of arrogance appeared on his old face, he stared at the old lunatic coldly, and said lightly: "It's a pity, Luo Xuanchen, I admit that your sword skills are indeed unique There is no one in the world, if your sword quality reaches the level of a divine weapon, I will definitely not be your opponent!"

Speaking of this, he changed his voice and said with a sneer: "But it's a pity, you can't make a divine weapon! I'm a useless martial soul, and my martial soul doesn't have any fighting power. It seems that your life should die here! "

The old lunatic is silent!

His resolute face was calm, he stared at the broken knife in his hand, and murmured: "Sure enough, ordinary knives, even the top famous knives, are still incomparable to the title-level Wuhun..."

"What's the matter, Luo Xuanchen, are you ready to capture you without a fight? If you are captured alive, I think His Majesty the Pope will be very happy." Blood Douluo said.

"Blood Sword One, you are right, I really can't create a divine weapon, but..."

The old lunatic had disheveled gray hair, deep eyes, and a dangerous arc at the corner of his mouth: "Who told you I don't have any artifacts anymore?!"

"Eh? What are you kidding? This kind of trick can't fool a Titled Douluo like me." Blood Douluo froze for a moment, then frowned, his eyes full of doubts, obviously Don't believe the words of the old lunatic.

The broken knife fell from his hand and fell on the blood-stained ground.

At the same time, a murderous scarlet long knife appeared out of thin air, the scarlet blood glow tore through the night, and the terrifying murderous intent rushed straight to the sky!

This is a blood-red long knife, about three feet three inches long, with a slender and slender blade.

At first glance, it looks no different from other knives, but around this knife, there is a red murderous aura, and the murderous aura is completely condensed into substance, which is clearly visible to the naked eye!

The moment the knife appeared, gusts of sinister wind suddenly blew up in the entire space, accompanied by the screams and wails of endless ghosts, piercing the eardrums, shaking the soul, and sweeping in all directions like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"That... what kind of knife?!!"

With a distance of a hundred meters, Fang Xuan was trembling all over, his bones creaked, and even his soul trembled involuntarily, as if he couldn't bear the terrifying murderous aura and was about to collapse!

evil!

So evil!

Just by taking a look at that bloody long knife, you will be eroded by its endless murderous aura, and you can't help yourself!

"Demon Saber! A real demon sword!"

Fang Xuan was shocked, as if he saw a monster-killing knife from hell!

"An artifact? It's an artifact! How is it possible? How could you have an artifact?!" Blood Douluo's complexion changed drastically. Seeing the old lunatic take out the murderous demon sword, he really couldn't keep calm.

Because, even as a titled Douluo, he felt the fear of death from that knife. This is the breath of a god!

"You're right, it's true that I, a mortal, cannot forge the legendary artifact, but... I have the artifact!" The old lunatic smiled proudly.

Holding the demon knife with his right hand, at this moment, his aura changed in vain, and it surged crazily, like a peerless killing god in hell revived, the terrifying murderous aura pierced the universe and collapsed the earth!

"Little lunatic, see clearly, the knife... is meant to be used like this!"

The old lunatic laughed loudly, with sword intent all over his body, spreading out the red sword field, the blood-red demon sword aimed at Blood Douluo, and slashed down!

A knife!

Just a knife!

Cut off the blood sword directly, and kill Blood Douluo in the air!

"Oh!"

A Level 91 Title Douluo had no power to resist, and was slashed to death on the spot. His body turned into a cloud of blood and exploded...

Shocked!

The scene was extremely shocking!

"Kill a Titled Douluo with one blow?!"

Fang Xuan was so shocked that his whole body trembled with excitement.

powerful!

too strong!

Is this the real peak swordsman? !

Fang Xuan looked at the mighty old lunatic with longing and longing on his face. Is this the highest state of using a knife?

Saber Qi, Saber Intent, and the Domain of the Saber, the three are integrated into one, released through the demon sword, and turned into the ultimate sword, enough to kill gods and demons!

"Little lunatic, don't be in a daze, let's go!"

The old lunatic glanced at Fang Xuan who was still in a daze, and said: "There is so much commotion here, the experts from Wuhun Palace and Tiandou should be here soon!"

Fang Xuan was stunned, woke up from the huge shock, and looked at the old lunatic with surprise on his face: "Hey, hey, you are so strong, why run away? Just block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, and it's over! "

"Stinky boy, if only it were as simple as you think."

Hearing such arrogant words, the old lunatic glared at Fang Xuan angrily.

Suddenly, a strand of blood spilled from his mouth, staining the skirt of his clothes red.

"Uh? Old lunatic, what's going on, are you injured?!"

Fang Xuan was slightly startled, looking at the old lunatic who suddenly vomited blood, looking worried.

Unexpectedly, the old lunatic who was so powerful and killed Blood Douluo just now suddenly vomited blood, his face turned pale, and he suddenly became haggard.

How is this going? !

Could it be that he was injured in the battle with Blood Douluo!

Fang Xuan was puzzled, wondering what was wrong with the old lunatic, it seemed that the knife just now was not as easy as he imagined, and it was a heavy burden on the old lunatic.

"go!"

The old lunatic didn't say much. With a wave of his palm, he put away the black knife Duan Shui that had been broken in two, and then took the scarlet demon knife and hurriedly left here with Fang Xuan.

Heavy rain torrential, wind and thunder whistling!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, crazily washing the blood on the ground, endless blood flowed out from the piles of corpses, as the rain fell from the sky, it gradually merged into a river, and the whole street exuded a pungent bloody smell!

From a distance, this place looks like hell.

Overnight, eleven soul sects, one soul king, and one titled Douluo died in the Wuhun Hall!

If this matter spreads out, it will definitely shake the entire continent, and the instigator of this massacre feast will definitely arouse the fury and frantic pursuit of the Spirit Hall!

It really broke the sky!

……

Beside a pile of Soul Sect corpses, Mu Hong was lying on the ground, his pupils were completely dilated, his body had already lost the temperature of life, and turned into a cold corpse.

At this time, he didn't know whether it was the impact of raindrops or the sweeping wind, his fingers trembled suddenly, and then they were quietly buried by the thick night...

(End of this chapter)