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Chapter 80 Killing Night (End)

The night is vast and the dangers are everywhere!

Crazy...

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the purple thunder dragon rolled in the thick clouds, and the rolling thunder spread from above the nine heavens, shocking the eight wildernesses.

Seeing his subordinates die one by one, the soul king who had been watching coldly and disdainful of his actions finally couldn't help but attack Fang Xuan!

"A group of waste, nine people can't handle a Soul Sect. You have lost all the faces of the Spirit Hall!" The Soul King stood with his hands behind his back and said angrily.

Before he knew it, he had become the commander of the bare hands, and no one could use it if he didn't take action!

"Boy, do you know the consequences of going against our Spirit Hall? Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I will never let you go!"

The middle-aged soul king had sharp eyes and was powerful without anger. He was tall and strong, and his body was filled with explosive power. His powerful aura rushed towards Fang Xuan like a tsunami.

"Haha, it's so ridiculous. You obviously didn't know what to do, but you killed me as soon as you came up. Now you dare to set up a Spirit Hall to suppress people. Don't think that the people in the Spirit Hall can do whatever you want. I'm the one in the Spirit Hall today!"

The long sword suddenly penetrated to the ground, and Fang Xuan stared at the middle-aged soul king coldly. His handsome face was without fear, and the sharp sword aura burst out in vain, shattering the latter's momentum.

"My name is Mu Hong, a level 52 war soul master, martial soul: divine beast Xuanwu!"

The soul king of the Martial Soul Palace, Mu Hong, took the initiative to tell his identity, glanced at Fang Xuan indifferently, and said, "Boy, I won't kill the nameless person, I'll give you a chance to report your own name!"

"call!"

Fang Xuan let out a long breath, stared at the eyes of the Soul King Mu Hong, and said seriously: "My name is... Tang San! Live in the Holy Soul Village. If you want to take revenge in the future, you can go there to find me!"

Only an idiot will tell you true identity!

Do you think I'm stupid?!

Nowadays, I can’t find a few substitutes without finding a few more subtitles.

Fang Xuan complained inwardly.

A level 52 soul king, this is a powerful enemy. He dared not be careless at all. He stared at Mu Hong with all his concentration, with a very solemn expression.

"Haha, you have great courage and even have your home address reported, but it's a pity that there is no need, because you're going to die here today!"

The moment the words were finished, five brilliant soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, hang out from Mu Hong's body, and an unparalleled aura burst out.

Especially the black soul ring like ink released an extremely terrifying aura. This turned out to be a ten thousand-year soul ring!

"What a strong pressure!"

Fang Xuan's face changed. He felt a strong pressure from the ten thousand-year soul ring, and even his mind could not help but tremble.

The biggest gap between the Soul Sect and the Soul King is not just the level of soul power, but this soul ring with ten thousand years of cultivation!

A level 41 soul sect can absorb soul rings below 5,000 years, but after reaching the level 51 soul king realm, it can absorb soul rings of ten thousand years. Their strength will undergo earth-shaking changes, which cannot be compared!

Therefore, when the Soul Sect faces the Soul King, there is basically no chance!

"The first soul skill, King Domineering Fist!"

A green black turtle appeared and faintly appeared on the surface of his body. Mu Hong roared and his body suddenly rushed forward. He waved the King's Fist and blasted Fang Xuan fiercely.

"Sword Drawing Technique·Storm Slash!"

Seeing this, Fang Xuan immediately drew his sword to resist, but when the shadowless knife hit Mu Hong's fist, a strange force suddenly came, just like an out-of-control truck hitting Fang Xuan and the others and the knife directly flew out!

"Damn! So strong, just like a monster. Is this the power of the Soul King..."

He stepped back nine steps and just hit the willow tree at the door of the blacksmith shop. Fang Xuan took a deep breath in pain. The sound of bone shattering sounded. He gritted his teeth and looked at Mu Hong who was walking step by step, his face became extremely serious.

I didn’t expect that the Soul King’s strength was so terrifying!

He held the knife in both hands and relied on the power of his left arm bone for 50,000 years, and could easily kill the Soul Sect, but facing the Soul King, he could not even take his punch!

The gap brought about by a ten thousand-year soul ring is really not something that can be covered!

"It seems that I can only try that..."

Fang Xuan had deep eyes and a serious expression. He thought about the way to defeat Mu Hong seriously, and finally used the trump card he had been hiding.

"Go to die, little devil, it's your honor to die under a soul king!"

The five soul rings around Mu Hong were shining, and the Xuanwu Divine Turtle roared and roared. He waved the King's Fist again and rushed towards Fang Xuan with a fierce momentum, preparing to kill him in one fell swoop!

Looking at Mu Hong who was coming towards him calmly, Fang Xuan looked calm, and his deep eyes surging with a cold light, and he said two words coldly: "Swallow!"

Swallow!

A soul skill attached to the bloody devouring left arm bone for 50,000 years is said to be able to refine everything in the world, but when facing a soul king who is one level higher than him, Fang Xuan didn't know how much power this skill could exert.

Let’s try it with Mu Hong today!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The power of devouring burst out, waves of black aura surged out from the left arm, quickly spreading to the blade, spinning around the shadowless knife like a hurricane, as if it turned into a black hole that could devour everything!

The power of devouring devours everything!

A low growl in his heart, Fang Xuan's eyes surged with a firm look, and he waved the shadowless knife surrounded by the devouring aura, and hit Mu Hong's kingly fist head-on!

"Hahahaha! The little guy who doesn't know how to learn from his lessons, don't you understand? Your knife can't stop my King's Fist!"

Mu Hong sneered, and the powerful soul power surged out from his body. The green fist suddenly shone brightly and its power surged. Even the released fist wind was as sharp as a blade.

He used all his strength to activate his first soul skill, Wang Ba Fist, to the limit, and wanted to use his qi to shake off the Shadowless Sword and directly bombard Fang Xuan!

However, at this moment, the devouring force on the Shadowless Sword rotated at high speed, forming a vortex similar to the eye of the storm, and it swallowed the powerful soul power released by Mu Hong completely.

"How is that possible?!! Your knife actually swallowed my attack. What kind of weird skill is this?!!"

Mu Hong looked at his right fist in disbelief.

I saw that the huge fist, which was originally one meter tall, quickly shrank and then shrank, instantly returning to its original size, losing the terrifying power just now!

"Ah... die!!!"

Fang Xuan shouted loudly, and the rolling soul power erupted like magma. He cut off Mu Hong's right arm with one knife and slashed the soul king's powerful man out fiercely...
Chapter completed!
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