"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Fang Xuan entered the rampage mode, covered in blood and danced wildly, killing countless people among the hundreds of guardian knights, like a mad demon, with a rainbow of momentum, invincible, killing countless people.

He was also seriously injured, with knife and arrow wounds, burning and frost, tearing his skin and flesh, shattering bones, and not a complete part of his body, looking extremely miserable!

Half an hour passed since the battle in front of the Pope's Hall began. Fang Xuan killed a total of 120 Templar Knights, more than 30 Deacons in the War of Soul Hall, and three Cardinals!

The improvement these people brought him was a total of more than three million soul power!

Sublimated in the killing, Fang Xuan's level soared wildly!

Level 58!

Level 59!

Level 60!

Level 61!

Level 62!

Although Fang Xuan was covered in blood and covered in wounds, he became more and more brave as he fought and became stronger and stronger as he killed. His soul power soared to level 5, and he jumped directly from level 57 to level 62, and his momentum became more and more powerful and domineering, which made countless people frightened.

"What's going on, this guy!"

"The soul power seems to have become more powerful!"

"What's the matter? Can't this Fang Xuan kill him?!"

The powerful men in the Spirit Hall were shocked. They were obviously just a teenager. They actually killed more than 100 people among the most elite guardian knights in the Spirit Hall, including three soul holy-level cardinals.

Compared to Fang Xuan's strength, his terrifying ability to improve in battle made the people in the Spirit Hall even more shocked!

"Ah! Die!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were blood red, his black hair was dyed blood, he held up the shadowless sword, and pierced through a peak soul emperor of the Martial Soul Hall with one knife. Then he shook his sword, and the killing sword energy burst, tearing the man apart and splashing blood rain.

"Boom!"

The void suddenly trembled, and Pope Bibidong's eyes suddenly opened, and two blood-colored lightning flashes were released from his eyes, and murderous intent soared into the sky, piercing through the sky, hitting Fang Xuan's body fiercely.

"Crack..."

At this moment, Fang Xuan's whole body roared, as if he was hit by a heavy tank, his bones shattered most of his chest, and his chest was like a sharp sword piercing out of his chest, and two black blood holes appeared.

"Hiss~!"

Fang Xuan was suffocated in pain, and his body lost consciousness in an instant. He was directly knocked away by the terrifying murderous aura of the title-level. He rolled seven or eight times on the ground in a mess, and finally flew out a hundred meters, falling heavily to the ground, and his whole body fell into a state of dying.

Facing the attack of a titled Douluo, he had no power to resist!

"Ahem...ahhh...is this the power of the title-level?!"

Stubbornly lifting his bloody face, Fang Xuan gritted his teeth and looked at the cold and noble figure, his heart gradually sinking into the bottom of the valley.

The elegant and luxurious figure walked down from the stage step by step. At this moment, both the titled Douluo who were fighting fiercely in the sky and the guardian knights who were fighting on the earth stopped at the same time and looked at the stunning and domineering figure.

The world solidifies at this moment!

"Oh my God, the Pope's crown has taken action!"

Everyone couldn't help but scream, and they didn't expect Pope Bibidong to personally deal with Fang Xuan. The audience burst into anger, and the noise sounded from all directions.

The Pope of the War Spirit Palace took action, which is a rare event in ten years. Many people were excited and excited. However, after calming down, everyone was shocked. His Highness the Pope actually took action against Fang Xuan himself. From this aspect, it can be seen how much this noble Empress attaches great importance to the latter!

Looking at Fang Xuan, who was getting stronger and stronger than the battle, Bibi Dong finally couldn't sit still. Under the gaze of countless astonishing eyes, Lianzhe walked to the square in the fierce battle. His cold and ruthless eyes were coldly staring at the miserable figure lying on the ground, and suddenly said: "Fang Xuan, I will give you another last chance, surrender or die?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Who would have thought that when facing the Pope of the Spirit Hall, one of the strongest people on this continent, Fang Xuan suddenly burst into laughter, coughing up blood while laughing, and the laughter was filled with a sense of determination!

"It's my honor to be lucky enough to fight with the Pope's crown. Even if I die, I can still smile!"

Fang Xuan grinned and struggled to get up from the ground, but his body still shaking, as if a straw in the wind would fall to the ground when a gust of wind blew, and he would never get up.

The shadowless knife penetrated the ground to support the body on the verge of destruction. Fang Xuan raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth. His pupils were not happy or sad, and there was only a calmness to see through life and death. He looked at Bibidong calmly, who was only a hundred meters away, and suddenly smiled indifferently, drew his sword and stood up: "Come on!"

"I admire your courage and your talent very much, but..."

Speaking of this, Bibidong suddenly changed his voice and showed his murderous intent: "I will use my strength to let you know what it means to overestimate yourself!"

The moment the words fell, a playful expression appeared on her face. She bounced her fingers, and a black wave of light penetrated through the void like lightning, and with extremely terrifying power, she rushed towards Fang Xuan wildly!

As the plot goes on, Bibi Dong has secretly accepted the inheritance of the Rakshasa God, and his soul power has reached the 99th level of extreme Douluo many years ago. He is the invincible world after Tang Chen!

Although she was unable to use all her strength due to the restrictions of the Nine Tests of Rakshasa, her normal state was maintained at the level 95 super Douluo level, and her strength was devastating to the point of having a 100,000-year soul ring.

This random attack may not even be able to bear even Dugu Bo, let alone Fang Xuan, who is just level 62!

"ah……"

Fang Xuan gritted his teeth, danced wildly with black hair, and let out a roar of thunder, crazily activate all the remaining soul power in his body, and the blood in his body was boiling!

Blue Emperor Killing Formation!

Killing sword energy!

The man and the sword are united!

Fang Xuan's trump card was released and turned into the strongest knife, slashing out a snow-white sword light that was more than ten meters long, scattering across the void, and slashing at the black light wave head-on.

But he was defeated and was guided by Bibidong. He had no resistance and directly hit the outer wall from the center of the square. He was flooded by a pile of soil and bricks, and gradually lost all his breath, as if he had died.

"Die, this Fang Xuan is probably dead!"

Seeing this scene, many people were frightened and were hit by Pope Bibidong's finger. Even if Fang Xuan had nine lives, he might not be able to withstand it.

"hateful!"

Jian Douluo, Gu Douluo, Dugu Bo and others who were fighting fiercely in the sky saw Fang Xuan knocked away by Bibi Dong below, and his face looked very ugly. He wanted to help Fang Xuan, but he was always entangled by the opponent in front of him and could not get out at all.

"Uncle the Pope, you are highly respected. Don't you think it's too much to bully a junior like this?"

Ning Fengzhi's face looked a little ugly. The moment Bibidong took action, it marked that Fang Xuan would undoubtedly die. Everyone present might not be able to resist the Pope of the Spirit Hall with a soul ring of 100,000 years!

"Sect Master Ning, I advise you to stay there honestly. Although you are the world's number one auxiliary soul master, you are just an auxiliary soul master. If it weren't for the sake of saving Nana and others, I don't guarantee that you can still stand there in a well-dressed manner!"

Unconcealed threatening words were spit out of Bibidong's mouth, causing Ning Fengzhi to shake his body and his face to sink instantly. Although he is the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect, he enjoys the reputation of the world's number one auxiliary soul master, has a prominent identity and is of great importance on the mainland, but in the face of Bibidong's overwhelming strength, it is really nothing.

If Bibi Dong is willing, he can easily crush him to death with just one finger. This is a world of strength!

"Oh, I'm sorry Fang Xuan, I can't help you. Whether you live or die, it's up to you." Ning Fengzhi shook his head and sighed, choosing to remain silent.

Bibidong walked towards the pile of ruins calmly, preparing to give Fang Xuan a last blow.

"Fang Xuan! Escape!"

The members of the Emperor Fighting Team cried out, but their strength was limited and they could not help Fang Xuan at all.

“That’s the end…”

Bibidong walked halfway and suddenly squatted in his footsteps, raised his jade hand to aim at the pile of ruins. The powerful black soul power quickly condensed in his palms, preparing to blow the pile of ruins together with Fang Xuan into powder.

"Fang Xuan, you should feel honored to be able to die under my command and start the road with peace of mind!"

The dark soul power waves filled the aura of destruction, and the vast expanse of the void was swallowed towards the ruins.

"boom--"

Just as Bibidong's attack was about to hit the ruins, a blood-colored lightning suddenly flew out of it and happened to escape from this terrifying attack!

The ruins were wiped out, leaving a five-meter-long pit on the ground!

However, next to the deep pit, there was a ragged figure!

His black hair was messy, his robes were torn, his whole body was covered in blood, and his body was covered in bruises. It can be said that this person was even a miracle even when he was alive.

However, his waist was still straight!

"Fang Xuan is still alive!"

Everyone was shocked. This was really incredible. A small soul emperor could not die after being attacked by the Pope twice in a row. If the rumors were rumored, it would probably shock the entire continent.

"Hmph, I'm pretty lucky!"

Pope Bibidong snorted coldly, her eyebrows gradually frowned, and a playful smile on the corner of her mouth stared indifferently at the embarrassing figure covered in blood and on the verge of death, and sneered: "But, I'm just struggling powerlessly, poor ant..."

"Struggle? Haha, right? Vitality and hope are all made by struggle, and they are made by struggle. Today I will try it out, can I make a bloody road in this Wuhun City!"

Fang Xuanhao burst into laughter, a hint of madness surged in his eyes. The black soul guide ring suddenly lit up, and four fairy grass appeared out of nowhere. The fairy aura was filled with colorful clouds, releasing an amazing fragrance, which made countless people salivate!

The next moment, under the astonished gaze of Bibidong and everyone present, Fang Xuan stuffed four fairy grass into his mouth and swallowed it directly into his stomach!
Chapter completed!