"Fang Xuan!"

"His Majesty!"

Heart-wrenching shouts sounded from all directions. Looking at the bloody figure falling from the sky, the three armies of the Tiandou Empire cried, and the whole country was filled with sadness!

For the people of the Tiandou Empire, Fang Xuan is a unique spiritual pillar, an important hub for joining the two armies of Xingluo and Tiandou. Now Fang Xuan was pierced by Qian Renxue's sword and fell from the air. Many people felt desperate.

"Ahem..."

Fang Xuan coughed up blood in his mouth and his face was pale. Not only was his heart pierced, but he also had a terrifying flame in his body, burning his internal organs and soul frantically!

This is the true sun fire of the Angel Sacred Sword. After Qian Renxue became the Angel God, she has perfectly controlled the power of the true sun fire. This flame is extremely terrifying. It can not only corrode the body, but also burn the soul.

At this moment, Fang Xuan was suffering from indescribable severe pain, his internal organs were burned, and his spirit was about to collapse.

Qian Renxue quietly floated in the air, staring blankly at the miserable figure below. Somehow, a hint of sadness appeared on her beautiful pretty face.

"I killed Fang Xuan, I killed him with my own hands, haha..."

She smiled bitterly, tears flowing in her phoenix eyes, and she was in a state of a bit crazy.

Noting Qian Renxue's strange expression, Bibidong couldn't help but frown and said, "Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? Fang Xuan is the number one enemy of our Martial Soul Empire. If you kill him, you should be happy, why do you cry?"

"Because, I found that I had fallen in love with him..." Qian Renxue smiled terrified.

"What, you fell in love with Fang Xuan?!" Bibidong was shocked. He never thought that his daughter would fall in love with the enemies of their Martial Soul Hall.

Seeing Qian Renxue's heartbroken look, Bibidong knew that she was not joking, but serious, and really fell in love with this man she had just killed.

Thinking about it, Bibidong was the same. He was unable to stay with his beloved person. Instead, he was defiled by a beast and lost his happiness for life. He fell into darkness forever and became the Rakshasa god who had no love.

Today, the same fate is happening again, Qian Renxue personally killed her love and was in great pain.

This may be the destined tragic fate of the mother and daughter!

"well……"

Looking at her daughter who was crying and sad, even Bibidong, who turned into Rakshasa God, still felt a sense of heartache. She sighed long, and her scarlet eyes gradually regained cruelty and indifference, and instantly locked Fang Xuan who fell to the ground, and two cold lights ejaculated in her eyes!

"Since that's the case, I'll leave this last blow to me!"

The Rakshasa god Bibi Dong looked cold, and his whole body was bathed in black magic flames. He raised the cold hell magic sickle high, locked Fang Xuan below, and slashed him hard.

"boom--"

This space was directly torn in half by the Hell Demon Scythe, and a terrifying black light spread across the void, like a falling demon star, carrying the murderous intent to destroy the world, and rushed to Fang Xuan crazy.

"Protect Your Majesty!!!"

Yu Tianheng's eyes were blood red, and he roared wildly, leading 100,000 elite guards to form an iron armor barrier on the periphery, wanting to help Fang Xuan resist Bibidong's attack.

But they were not Bibidong's opponents. The 100,000 troops were broken by Bibidong's sickle without even resisting it for a second. Yu Tianheng blew blood and threw it into the distance. He did not know how to live or die. Thousands of Tiandou soldiers died tragically, wailing everywhere, and blood flowed into a river.

Then, after the black sickle light lost its block, it rushed towards Fang Xuan's place again.

"Brothers, set up a formation and protect your Majesty at all costs!"

Seeing the terrifying attack released by Bibidong, Tang San felt very palpitations. At this critical moment of life and death, he gritted his teeth hard, and did not escape in panic, but made up his mind to protect Fang Xuan.

This is not because of how good his relationship with Fang Xuan is. In fact, the two are not friends. They were enemies not long ago. He was forced and tempted by Fang Xuan to pull him into the Tiandou camp.

However, Tang San knew clearly that he and Fang Xuan were in the same camp and were both enemies of the Wuhun Empire. If Fang Xuan died, then no one in the Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire could resist Bibidong and Qian Renxue, who could stand at level 100 gods, would be wiped out by the entire army. This time, no one who came to attack the Wuhun Empire would survive, including his companions and teachers!

Therefore, Tang San's blue hair was dispersed, his expression was serious, and his eyes showed a firm look. He had a blue silver emperor in his left hand, a Haotian hammer in his right hand, and his feet stepped on the realm of the God of Killing. His soul power was activated to the limit and exploded with all his strength, leading the 30,000 soul masters of the two empires to form a super-large defensive formation and sacrificed his life to resist Bibidong's attack.

"Ah... I swear to protect Your Majesty to the death!"

Tens of thousands of heavenly soul-fighting masters roared together, and everyone released their soul rings at the same time. Hundreds of thousands of soul rings rose out of thin air, and the bright light released illuminated the entire sky.

Under Tang San's command, tens of thousands of soul masters gathered their soul powers and concentrated on Tang San. His aura soared hundreds or thousands of times, reaching an extremely terrifying level.

"Break it for me!"

Tang San's eyes were blood red and he roared loudly. He waved the Haotian Hammer with the cloak hammer technique, and released everyone's power through the Haotian Hammer in one go, smashing heavily at the black sickle.

"Boom--"

Just heard a loud noise that shook the sky and the void trembled, and the strong wind swelled. The Haotian Hammer broke through the black sickle in one fell swoop and cracked Bibidong's attack.

"It's successful, we succeed!"

"Blocking a blow from a god is like a miracle!"

"Now, Your Majesty can finally turn the danger into safety!"

It is indeed a matter of pride for everyone to be able to withstand the attack of the Rakshasa god. They all cheered and shouted from all directions.

Even a hint of relief appeared on Tang San's face.

"Hmph, a group of ants, even if you can block my first attack, can you still block my second attack?"

Seeing this scene, Bibidong's mouth was outlined with a dangerous arc, and he looked at Tang San and his group of people indifferently, with cruel eyes all over her. She snorted coldly, her jade hand shook, and she waved the Hell Demon Scythe again, and chopped down fiercely.

"not good--"

Tang San's expression changed drastically, and he was frightened. He had barely resisted Bibidong's attack with the help of tens of thousands of soul masters, but their soul power had long been exhausted, and it was impossible for him to block Bibidong's second attack.

When the sickle went down, Tang San screamed and was directly treated as a chopping flying, covered in blood, not knowing life and death. Nearly half of the 30,000 soul masters were regarded as a flying ashes, and they had no place to die. The other half of the people vomited blood, their faces were pale, and they were seriously injured, and they all fell around in a mess.

At this moment, three more figures suddenly appeared in front of Fang Xuan, guarding him tightly behind him who was seriously injured.

It was Jian Douluo, Gu Douluo and Long Dongqiang, and Ning Fengzhi, who held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower in his hand, was constantly increasing his soul power for the three major titles Douluo!

"Haha, is it worth it for a Fang Xuan? You three are all titled Douluo, but they are not enough to see in front of me, Rakshasa God. I think it is not easy for you to practice. Now surrender and let the way out, I will consider spare your life!"

Bibidong's expression was cold, his whole body was burning with a demon flame, he held the hell demon sickle in his hand, and his whole body exuded endless murderous intent, staring at Jian Douluo and others coldly.

"At that time, my father fought to the death with the enshrined enshrin of the Spirit Hall, but was defeated and was finally killed. But even if he died, he did not bow to the Spirit Hall. Although I was not as good as my father, I still couldn't do such a thing as raising my hand to surrender."

The sword Douluo had a silver hair flying, holding the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, standing in the void, and said firmly: "So Bibidong, don't be foolish anymore."

"Hahahaha, I can be lucky enough to fight a god-level expert. Even if I die, what's the point? You Old Man Jian is not afraid, so what's the fear of me, Gu Rong!"

Gu Douluo laughed loudly, heroic and unruly. He stepped on an ancient bone dragon, and released an indomitable aura all over his body, determined to fight Bibidong to the end.

"If you want to kill Your Majesty, step over my body first."

Long Dongqiang roared wildly, his head full of white hair was flying. He was the captain of the Tiandou Royal Judgment Guard and was responsible for the task of protecting Fang Xuan. At this critical moment of life and death, he could not retreat at a single step!

Looking at the three of them who shared their hatred of the enemy and were ready to die, Bibidong couldn't help but frown, and the murderous intent on his body became stronger and stronger.

"A group of stubborn old men, since that's the case, then you all go to die!"

A cold light flashed through her eyes, and the power of the Rakshasa God burst out in full swing, and the whole sky was trembling constantly. She suddenly raised her jade hand, aimed at the sword Douluo and the other two, and pointed it out!

Rumble!

The world changed color, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the terrifying murderous storm swept across all directions, causing millions of soldiers to crawl on the ground and tremble.

One finger, just one finger!

Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo and Long Dongqiang were all defeated without any resistance!

The Seven Killing Sword shattered on the spot and turned into countless light feathers flying. Jian Douluo coughed up blood in big mouths, his body was cut in half, and blood was spurted out like a pillar, causing fatal injuries. It seemed that he could not survive.

The martial soul of Bone Douluo, the huge bone dragon hundreds of feet long, instantly turned into ashes and drifted away. He was also seriously injured, his limbs were broken, blood flowed, and his life was at its end.

Among the three titled Douluo, Long Dongqiang has the weakest soul power and the most serious injury. His bones are shattered, his nine soul rings collapse, his martial soul is destroyed, and he falls powerlessly to the ground, not knowing his life and death.

With one finger, all three major titled Douluo were defeated!

This is the power of the gods, which is completely incomparable to ordinary titled Douluo!

"Uncle Jian! Uncle Gu!"

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi rushed towards Jian Douluo and Gu Douluo like crazy, hugged their gradually cooled bodies, his face full of sadness, and he started to cry.

Jian Douluo and Bone Douluo are not only the guardian elders of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect, but also the relatives who grew up watching him grow up. Now, seeing that the two of them suffer such serious injuries and are about to die soon, he is heartbroken.

"It's over, we're done now!"

"Your Majesty does not know life or death. Even the three titled Douluo seniors were defeated by Bibidong. Do we still have hope of living?!"

"Oh my God, who will save us!"

Faced with the terrible power of the Rakshasa god Bibidong, the Tiandou army fell into panic. The soldiers were extremely desperate. Feeling that the doomsday was coming, they all burst into tears involuntarily.

"Fang Xuan, it's all over the place, no one will come to save you..."

Bibidong looked cold and descended from the void to the ground, walked forward along the corpse, walked all the way to Fang Xuan, raised the hell demon sickle with a cold light, aimed at Fang Xuan's head, and swung it heavily!

"Die!"

At this critical moment of life and death crisis, the killing demon sword inserted beside him suddenly flew over like lightning, blocking Fang Xuan, and desperately blocking Bibidong's hell demon sickle for his master.

"Haha, a mere artifact, not a god, how can I stop me!"

Looking at the demon sword protecting him, Bibidong's eyes appeared in his eyes, but it flashed and disappeared quickly. She snorted coldly, circulated the powerful divine power in her body, and injected it into the hell demon sickle wildly. She was about to bounce off the demon sword and kill Fang Xuan in one go!

A white palm suddenly stretched out, and the slender and powerful fingers suddenly held the demon sword, and then a powerful force burst out, killing the Hell Demon Scythe with Bibidong in one breath!

"boom--"

With a loud noise, Bibi Dong was shocked. He felt a sword aura that dominated the world and rushed towards him. He couldn't help but roll backwards, flying back thousands of meters in a row, hitting the Wuhun City heavily, shaking the entire city collapsed by more than half.

"Ahem, how is it possible, how can you be alive?!"

He crawled out of the ruins in a mess. Bibidong's face was covered in blood and bleeding from the corners of his mouth. The black armor on his body had already become ragged. Countless bloody mouths appeared all over his body, and large pieces of blood were bleeding. He was injured by the powerful sword energy just now!

However, she didn't notice the wound on her body at all, but kept looking at the figure that was gradually getting up from the ground, her face full of disbelief.

"Fang Xuan! Are you still alive?!" Bibidong's face looked extremely ugly.

"Sorry, Bibidong, I'm disappointed you, I'm still alive!"

Fang Xuan's black hair was dispersed, his eyes were terrifying, and the wounds on his chest miraculously healed, and all the Sun's True Fire disappeared. In the three minutes that everyone had fought hard just now, he tried his best to repair the wounds and drive out the Sun's True Fire. Finally, he was resurrected at this critical moment!

With his eyes scanning the sea of ​​corpses and blood around him, Fang Xuan found the unconscious Tang San and Yu Tianheng, and saw Ning Fengzhi crying with the bodies of Jian Douluo and Gu Douluo, as well as Long Dongqiang buried in a pile of corpses, as well as countless old friends, and the corpses of Tiandou soldiers.
Chapter completed!