Night of Killing(1)

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Under the Starry Sky.

The two Titled Douluo stared at each other coldly. The nine soul rings on each of their bodies shone, and they released a terrifying killing intent that was like that of a ferocious beast. This killing intent swept across the entire area and even caused the ground to shake.

The Blood Douluo's eyes were cold.

His red robe fluttered even though there was no wind. He opened his right hand and a three-foot-long blood sword appeared in his palm. An indescribable stench of blood permeated the air.

This was a blood-edged martial soul that seemed to have come from the depths of hell. It was filled with an evil aura that caused many to tremble in fear.

"Luo Xuanchen, you were born with a trash martial soul, yet you were able to cultivate step by step to become a titled doulou. How remarkable"

The Blood Douluo stared coldly at Crazy 'Ole with his three-foot-long blood sword in hand. His lips curled into a dangerous smile. "But your good luck ends here. Draw your sword"

"Indeed, let's settle the grudge between us today" Crazy 'Ole's grey hair was disheveled, and his eyes were cold as he locked onto Blood Douluo. Boundless killing intent appeared on his resolute face as he said in a grim voice, "Xue Jianyi, I'll make you pay for everything your Spirit Hall did to me"

His nine soul rings glowed before he could finish his sentence. He wielded his black sword, Void Breaker, and charged toward the Blood Douluo.

A battle between Titled Douluo's had broken out.

Strong!

Too strong!

Was this a battle between Titled Douluo?

Fang Xuan was stunned as he watched the two Titled Douluo fight. He felt as if he were witnessing the real world ending. This was the pinnacle of power in the Douluo Continent.

He didn't expect Crazy 'Ole to be a Titled Douluo. This guy hid his strength well.

Luo Xuanchen, Xue Jianyi, and the Spirit Hall …

What was going on?

From the conversation between the two of them, Fang Xuan captured some information. He frowned and pondered. Crazy 'Ole's real name should be Luo Xuanchen. Blood Douluo Xue Jianyi and the dozen or so Soul Ancestors nearby should all be from the Spirit Hall.

What kind of grudge did Crazy 'Ole have with the Spirit Hall?!

Fang Xuan was puzzled.

Boom.

It was at this moment that the Soul Ancestor from the Spirit Hall sneered. He suddenly raised his fist, aimed it at Fang Xuan's head, and ruthlessly smashed it down.

The wind from his fist tore through the air and shook his soul. The aura of death assaulted him.

"Hua"

Fang Xuan's eyes turned cold. The Shadowless sword suddenly broke free from its scabbard. A white sword lit up in the night. It tore apart the murky curtain of night and instantly slashed at the body of the young Soul Ancestor.

"Slash …"

The sound of flesh and bones being torn apart rang out. The young Soul Ancestor had a sluggish look on his face. Before he could even comprehend what had just happened, Fang Xuan had cut him in half at the waist. His upper body was dislocated from the waist and blood gushed out crazily from the wound.

The blade was so fast that he couldn't even see its silhouette. Before the Soul Ancestor's fist could reach Fang Xuan, Fang Xuan had killed him.

"How is this possible? He killed Zhang Xu, who was at Level 48, with just one slash. Who the hell is this kid?"

The faces of the Martial Spirit Hall's experts were filled with shock. They couldn't believe their eyes as they stared at the cold-looking youth wielding the sword. Gradually, they withdrew the contempt they had for Fang Xuan.

[Congratulations on defeating a four-ringed Soul Ancestor. Reward: 1000 draws, soul points * 1000.]

The system notification rang out in his mind.

Fang Xuan couldn't help but smile. The fifty thousand-year soul bone had greatly improved his strength. Adding to the fact that his Shadowless Sword had been strengthened, his overall attributes had increased by 20%. The speed of his sword had become even faster and stronger.

As a result, Fang Xuan didn't fear a Soul Ancestor. He didn't even fear a Soul Ancestor who was on the verge of becoming a Soul King.

After killing a Soul Ancestor with a single slash, Fang Xuan's eyes turned cold. Without any hesitation, he brandished his Shadowless Sword again and ruthlessly attacked another white-robed Soul Ancestor.

Having just lost one of his companions, the white-robed Soul Ancestor was prepared. He didn't look down on Fang Xuan like before and quickly reacted by releasing his martial soul.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, but the white-robed Soul Ancestor's martial soul was a golden shield. It looked incomparably sturdy and perfectly countered Fang Xuan's sword.

"Clang!!"

The Shadowless sword heavily struck the golden shield, emitting a clear sound of metal colliding. The invincible sword was obstructed and couldn't split the shield apart!

"What a hard shield! It's like a turtle's shell"

Fang Xuan was astonished. The white-robed Soul Ancestor's martial soul was abnormally sturdy. Not only was his Shadowless sword unable to break through the shield's defense, but it also caused his arm to feel numb from the recoil.

"Hahahaha, brat, don't be too arrogant. My martial soul is called the Vajra Shield. It's as hard as steel and indestructible. If you want to break through my defense, you'll have to wait another ten thousand years"

Seeing that Fang Xuan had suffered a setback, the white-robed Soul Ancestor laughed complacently. He was very confident in the defense of his martial soul.

"Oh, is that so? Then let's give it a try"

Fang Xuan's eyes surged with madness as he coldly shouted, "Today, I'll split open your turtle shell"

In the next moment, he raised his left hand and placed it on the sword's hilt, switching to using both hands to hold the sword.

The frightening strength of the fifty thousand-year soul bone exploded with a bang. The Shadowless Sword transformed into a streak of cold light as it frantically slashed at the white-robed Soul Ancestor.

"It's useless. Don't you understand?

Your sword can't do anything to me"

Seeing Fang Xuan raise his sword to attack, the white-robed Soul Ancestor sneered. He raised his Vajra Shield again and placed it in front of him to block Fang Xuan's attack.

"Boom"

But this time, his Vajra Shield wasn't able to block Fang Xuan's Shadowless Sword. With the frightening strength of the fifty thousand-year left arm bone, the sword was incomparably tyrannical and forcefully shattered the Vajra Shield. Along with the white-robed Soul Ancestor, the white-robed Soul Ancestor's blood and broken bones splattered all over the ground.

Fang Xuan was bathed in blood as he stood in the darkness. Beneath his feet was the corpse of the white-robed Soul Ancestor. His white sword, Shadowless, had just finished killing someone, but there wasn't a single trace of blood on it. The slender sword shone with a moonlight white halo, appearing particularly dazzling in the night.

"How is this possible?"

Everyone was shocked.

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