Douluo's first sword

Chapter 244 Breakthrough!The artistic conception of the knife [the first update!Ask for a subscription and ask for a monthly pass]

Scarlet light quietly bloomed from Bibi Dong's ninth spirit ring, covering that delicate body completely, the body that was broken in two from the waist was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was back to its original state in the blink of an eye!

"Is that the immortal body..."

Looking at this abnormal resilience, Fang Xuan's blood-stained cheeks showed a dignified look.

Bibi Dong's ninth soul ability - Immortal Body, this soul ability originated from the 10-year-old soul beast Death Spider Emperor, is an extremely powerful healing soul ability, even if the body is beaten to pieces, it can instantly restore to its original state, It can be called immortal body.

Although this soul skill cannot make Bibi Dong invincible below the god level, it can make her immortal below the god level!

Unless there is a god-level powerhouse, Bibi Dong in this state will never be able to be killed.

Resisting the sharp pain piercing through his chest, Fang Xuan gritted his teeth, struggled to get up from the ground, his whole body glowed with a milky white divine light, and he operated the Nine Heart Begonia to quickly heal the wound.

Both Fang Xuan and Bibi Dong have healing soul skills, whether it is Nine-Hearted Begonia or Immortal Body, their healing abilities are abnormal, so in terms of battery life, he does not have any advantage. On the contrary, due to the difference in levels, the longer the battle drags on , the more unfavorable he is.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan raised his stubborn face and looked at Bibi Dong who was a hundred meters away. A flash of madness flashed in his eyes. On the tall and tall body, there were six souls in black, black, black, black, black, and red. The ring shone brightly, and a terrifying aura comparable to that of a title level erupted like a gust of wind.

"Roar--"

With a long howl, the earth trembled and the mountains shook, and the void twisted. Fang Xuan was bathed in the divine light of an angel, his long knife ignited a cluster of crimson flames, and his majestic body pierced the sky, like a shooting star slamming into Bibi Dong fiercely.

Wherever he passed, the earth collapsed, and the angry clouds rolled back. He activated the Seraphim martial spirit and the pure and pure power of light to deal with the evil and dark Bibi Dong!

"boom--"

Bibi Dong held a pitch-black spider spear in his hand, and immediately swung it forward with a heroic posture, with nine soul rings looming on his body, like an invincible female war goddess, majestic and mighty!

The power of the Titled Douluo level exploded at this moment, and her whole body was burning with billowing demonic flames, giving off a cold and evil aura, like thousands of ghosts roaring in her ears, turning countless people's faces into discoloration!

"kill!"

The two roared in unison, fighting bloody together!

The long knife collided with the spear, the earth collapsed in vain, and the murderous aura swept across Liuhe. This battle was so amazing, it was comparable to a life-and-death battle between two titles. Wisps of peerless murderous intentions were leaked, destroying the arena, smashing the walls, and even Large swathes of the earth's surface were lifted.

With the blessing of the six great spirit avatars and the majestic spirit power of the 10-year spirit ring, Fang Xuan's momentum reached the peak, and he already possessed the strength to fight against Title Douluo. Downwind!

"This Fang Xuan is really against the sky..."

A 17-year-old boy is now in an indissoluble battle with the title-level Pope. Everyone is amazed, as if they have witnessed the birth of a miracle!

"That's... Fang Xuan?!"

Looking at Fang Xuan who was fighting the Pope in the sky, Tang San's face was dull, with bitterness in the corner of his mouth. Not long ago, he had competed with Fang Xuan in the ring, and the battle was evenly matched.

Now, Fang Xuan has repeatedly shown his cards, and his strength has risen to the title level in an instant. Tang San was deeply moved when he fought against the strongest pope on this continent. Before he knew it, he had been ruthlessly thrown on the ground by Fang Xuan After leaving behind, there is no hope of catching up.

"This guy is so perverted!"

Around the square, Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, Feng Xiaotian and the young geniuses from the various colleges all had mixed feelings. In front of the monstrous Fang Xuan, they had once been solid green leaves and could only be reduced to a foil.

"It's astonishing. His Majesty the Pope has used all his strength, and that brat can still hold on. It's unbelievable." Ju Douluo was a little dazed.

The rest of the major titled Douluo and the cardinals of the Wuhun Temple were also taken aback, unable to believe what they saw.

"No matter what, I must find a way to bring Fang Xuanping out of Wuhun City..."

Ning Fengzhi was excited. Fang Xuan's current performance was really amazing. However, he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he already possessed title-level strength. If it took ten or twenty years, he couldn't predict what Fang Xuan would achieve. The degree of toughness.

Thoughts swirled rapidly in his mind, and he firmly believed in rescuing Fang Xuan, even if he exhausted the power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Empire, he would not hesitate to do so.

Still, there is little hope.

After all, this is Wuhun City!

……

Above the sky!

During Fang Xuan and Bibi Dong's frantic fight, blood and severed limbs kept falling from the sky.

"Hahahaha, the Pope of Wuhundian is nothing more than that!"

With a heroic laugh, Fang Xuan's head of black hair fluttered, and the Wuying Saber tore through the void. The first knife cut off Bibi Dong's spider spear, the second knife broke through Bibi Dong's spirit avatar, and the third knife cut off Bibi Dong's spirit avatar. Her whole body was split, blood was splashed, and bone fragments were splashed!

"Little bastard, don't be too arrogant!"

Bibi Dong was furious, her immortal body activated, and her body quickly recovered. She roared angrily, smashed Fang Xuan's left arm with a fist, and pierced Fang Xuan's chest with a spear. With a swing of the spear, she ruthlessly threw him flying !

Both of them have magical skills of the healing department, they can regenerate limbs and recast their bodies, they can be said to be immortal, so they have been at loggerheads, and the battle is inseparable.

This kind of battle scene is extremely horrifying, like wild beasts fighting, primitive and bloody, the two of them killed to the point of insanity, every swing of a knife and a spear will bring up a big splash of blood, and occasionally there will be broken bones and internal organs splashing, the scene is extremely shocking!

"You can fight this seat for so long, even if you die, you are proud enough!"

Bibi Dong's eyes were indifferent, and he glanced indifferently at the dying and embarrassed figure not far away, and the corner of his mouth raised a contemptuous arc: "So Fang Xuan, you should just obediently grab your hand, you are already at the end of your strength, and you are exhausted. , No matter how much you struggle, it will be meaningless.”

Fang Xuan is silent!

That's right, as Bibi Dong said, he is really exhausted now, and he can't squeeze out any soul power. After all, he is not a Title Douluo, and after fighting Bibi Dong for so long, his soul power is finally insufficient , may be defeated at any time.

In order to gain the power to fight Bibi Dong, Fang Xuan has always maintained the state of the unity of human and sword, burning all his strength, and abruptly raised his combat power to the peak.

But to maintain this peak state all the time, the consumption of killing knife energy and soul power is really too serious.

After fighting Bibi Dong for [-] rounds, Fang Xuan finally couldn't support enough, and fell directly from the state of human-knife integration, his aura suddenly became sluggish, even worse than ordinary soul saints.

The killing knife energy was completely exhausted, his soul power was dry, and he was exhausted... Even his body became unsteady, and he almost fell from the sky.

At this moment, Fang Xuan really reached the end of the road.

However, he did not choose to sit and wait for death, but raised the Shadowless Knife for the last time, preparing to hold his breath and swing the last knife!

This may be the last knife in his life...

Looking at the swaying, weak figure like a straw in the wind, Bibi Dong hugged her jade arms, showing a mocking smile, and said, "Hehe, you can't even stand still, can you still hold a knife? !"

Fang Xuan was silent, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, his face was calm, he ignored Bibi Dong's sarcasm, and concentrated on swiping the last knife.

"Om..."

Just a knife, a very ordinary knife.

The speed is not very fast, and the power is not very strong.

However, the moment the knife was swung, the void twisted in an incredible arc, the sky and the earth turned upside down, and the wind and clouds rolled back!

"How is this going?!"

Bibi Dong's complexion changed, and she actually felt a sense of crisis from that ordinary knife.

She was confused and puzzled, Fang Xuan had clearly exhausted all her soul power, and couldn't even release her spirit avatar, but for some reason, she felt palpitations...

This knife contains a trace of artistic power!

Sword intent!

A state of mind comprehension that surpasses the power of the sword.

At the moment when he was on the verge of desperation, Fang Xuan finally made a breakthrough in his understanding of the sword. From the initial force that moved the world, it began to contain a more powerful and profound power of artistic conception!

That ordinary knife swung down from the air lightly, as indifferent and calm as a cloud drifting by...

"what……"

Bibi Dong screamed terribly, her whole body was torn apart by a terrifying saber energy, she was shattered into pieces, blood flowed, she flew out in embarrassment, and hit the ground heavily.

At the same time, the Pope's Palace, which symbolized holiness and majesty, collapsed!

(End of this chapter)