Tang San looked at Fang Xuan in the battle with the Demonic Soul King, and felt depressed, but he didn't say much.

The Netherworld White Tiger next to him gradually lost the battle with the Red-faced Soul King and fell into a disadvantage. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were in danger and could die at any time.

Seeing this, Tang San and others hurriedly went 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, Flander, Zhao Wuji and Qin Ming fought bloody battles with the three soul saints, and they were also in a stalemate. The two sides fought for the middle of the night and have not yet decided the outcome.

Time passes quietly, and a trace of whiteness gradually emerges in the distant sky. Before we know it, the night is about to pass and dawn is coming!

After a night of battle, the battle finally reached a heightened momentum and the outcome was about to be revealed.

"boom!"

The rolling thunder roared above the long sword, turning into a more violent shock than an earthquake, crazily impacting the atmosphere. The ink-black blade released a blue lightning arc full of destructive aura, blasting the surrounding corpses into powder!

Then, accompanied by a roar of wind, thousands of thunder arcs condensed into a thunder dragon in the wilderness, and violently hit the body of the demonic soul king!

"ah……"

With a scream, half of the soul king's body exploded on the spot, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. The other half of his body turned black under the impact of thunder. He was bombarded by the terrifying force and fell into a pool of blood full of sludge, gradually losing the temperature of his life...

"Huh! Huh!"

Fang Xuan stood in a pool of blood, inhaled in big breaths, and the cold wind mixed with the strong smell of blood poured into his lungs violently, making him unable to help coughing!

The violent cough affected more than a dozen scars all over his body. Widths of blood overflowed from the wound with a biting pain, causing his teeth to tremble.

The sword was covered with unwashable blood, dyeing the originally pure white and flawless shadowless sword into a scarlet red, as if it turned into a demon sword filled with countless blood. From a distance, you can feel the terrifying and fierce aura, which makes people shudder.

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

Killing two soul kings in a row, with the extraordinary strength, Fang Xuan's supreme power was fully displayed in this battle, making the killer of the remaining Blood Wolf Killer Group around him frightened!

"This guy is so scary, run away!"

The battle had collapsed, and the five black-robed killers were unable to fight again, and they were all fear left in their hearts. Without saying a word, they used their soul power to reach the soles of their feet and fled wildly, trying to escape from Fang Xuan's eyes as fast as possible.

"Want to escape?!"

The handsome cheeks were covered in blood, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth made Fang Xuan look evil, like Shura coming from hell. His eyes were as cold as steel. He held the handle of the knife, and the blood on the water-breaking knife ticked, and suddenly slashed forward...

In the thousands of times of drawing swords, the power of this sword has been fully tempered. It does not rely on talented martial souls, just one sword, an ordinary sword burst out with force that cannot be stopped by even steel!

"boom!!!"
Chapter completed!