Bab 120: Asura

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Fang Xuan was bathed in the Soul King's blood, and his entire body was filled with killing intent. His four soul rings, three purple, and one black, shone with a demonic light, and his aura exploded, causing the Soul Kings to tremble slightly.

"He killed a Soul King just like that?!!"

Everyone felt dizzy.

Once the battle started, Fang Xuan went up and slashed wildly. Before anyone could react, he cleaved the blue-haired Soul King into two.

This scene was extremely shocking.

"This Fang Xuan is too strong. He killed a Soul King just like that?"

Tang San sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at Fang Xuan with a complicated expression. He felt a blow to his heart. Originally, he thought of Fang Xuan as his strongest opponent. He wanted to work as hard as possible and find a chance to challenge Fang Xuan to wash away the humiliation of being defeated.

But now, it seemed that not only did the gap between the two of them not shrink, but it was also growing bigger. This made Tang San a little unhappy.

"This guy is a little abnormal."

Master's expression was a little ugly. He felt that his battle plan was utterly useless. Fang Xuan killed a Soul King as if he were splitting a watermelon.

In the face of absolute strength, theories and plans were all useless.

Master's face was black. He felt as if he had been slapped in the face, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

[Congratulations, you've killed a Soul King. You're rewarded with 10,000 draws. Soul points x 10,000]

The cold system notification sounded in his mind, and Fang Xuan revealed a satisfied smile. The reward for killing a Soul King was too generous. It was comparable to the reward for killing ten Soul Ancestors.

When he thought of this, Fang Xuan turned his gaze and looked coldly at the beautiful Soul King. The blood in his veins began to boil and roar, and his body was full of fighting spirit.

"Wait, Fang Xuan. This is our opponent. You're not allowed to touch … "

Tang San was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly spoke to stop him. He was unwilling to let Fang Xuan face his opponent.

The dragon does not roar, and the tiger does not cry.

Little Tang San, what a joke.

Fang Xuan ignored Tang San's attempts to stop him and charged at the beautiful Soul King with his sword in hand. The two of them engaged in a fierce battle, and the earth began to tremble.

She was initially a terrifying Soul King, but now, she had become a hot steamed bun in everyone's eyes.

Fang Xuan and Tang San both wanted to fight this Beautiful Soul King.

"Damn it! A bunch of stinking brats, don't be too arrogant."

Their belittling and bickering infuriated the seductive Soul King to no end. She was a lofty Soul King who could dominate an entire region. But now, she was being treated as prey by a group of immature youths. How could she not be furious?

"Ah …"

The seductive Soul King roared. Her five soul rings — yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black — shone with resplendent light.

A red demon fox appeared on the surface of her body. Blood-red soul power surged out, and a demonic and valiant aura erupted.

"A five-ringed Soul King is only so-so."

Fang Xuan snorted coldly. He was fearless. Purple, purple, purple, and black. Four top-grade Soul King soul rings rose from beneath his feet. An aura that was not weaker than a Soul King's spread out.

"Kill"

Fang Xuan roared. Golden soul power surged from beneath his feet, and the earth cracked. Then, he used the rebound force to shoot toward the seductive Soul King like an arrow.

The two of them engaged in a fierce battle. Their mighty soul power was like a surging storm that swept out in all directions.

"This guy … she's our opponent."

Tang San looked at Fang Xuan, who was fiercely battling the seductive Soul King. He felt gloomy, but he didn't say anything.

The Hell White Tiger gradually lost ground in battling the red-faced Soul King. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were in a hazardous situation. They could be defeated at any time.

Seeing this, Tang San and the others hurriedly went to help Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing. The group of them fought the red-faced Soul King.

Everyone was in the midst of a fierce battle against a Soul King.

Flanders, Zhao Wuji, and Qin Ming were fighting three Soul Sages on the other side. They were also in a stalemate. Both sides had been fighting for half the night, but there was still no clear victor.

Time passed quietly. A streak of white gradually appeared on the distant horizon. Unknowingly, night had passed, and dawn had arrived.

After fighting for an entire night, the battle had finally reached its climax. The victor was about to be revealed.

"Boom"

Rolling thunder surged above the long sword, turning into a tremor even more violent than an earthquake, wildly attacking the atmosphere. The pitch-black sword released blue lightning arcs filled with a destructive aura, blasting the surrounding corpses into smithereens.

Then, accompanied by a gust of wind, millions of lightning arcs condensed into a primordial lightning dragon that violently crashed into the seductive Soul King.

"Ah …"

A miserable scream was heard. Half of the Soul King's body exploded on the spot. Flesh and blood splattered everywhere. The other half of the Soul King's body was charred black by the impact of the lightning. He was sent flying by the terrifying force and fell into a pool of blood. She gradually lost the temperature of life …

"Huff! Huff!"

Fang Xuan stood in a pool of blood and took in deep breaths. The strong smell of blood was mixed with the cold wind that poured into his lungs. He couldn't help but cough.

The violent coughing affected the dozens of wounds on his body. Strands of blood flowed out from the scars, along with bone-piercing pain. It was so painful that his teeth chattered.

The blade was covered with bloodstains that couldn't be washed away. The originally pure white Shadowless Blade was dyed scarlet as if it had turned into a demonic blade soaked in countless people's blood. Looking from afar, one could feel the terrifying aura that made people tremble in fear.

"Dead. The red flame Soul King is dead. This guy … Killed two Soul Kings."

Fang Xuan could kill two Soul Kings in a row by relying on his extraordinary strength. Fang Xuan's unparalleled ferocity was fully displayed in this battle, causing the remaining assassins of the Blood Wolf Assassins to tremble in fear.

"This guy is too terrifying. Run"

Their fighting spirit had already collapsed. The five black-robed assassins were unable to continue fighting.

There was only fear left in their hearts. Without another word, they circulated their force to the soles of their feet and frantically fled in all directions. They wanted to escape from Fang Xuan as quickly as possible.

"Trying to escape?"

Fang Xuan's handsome face was stained with blood.

The slightly raised corners of his mouth gave him a sinister feeling, as if he was an Asura that had come from hell. His eyes were as cold as steel. Holding the hilt of his Void Breaker Blade, he suddenly slashed forward with blood dripping from it …

After drawing the sword tens of thousands of times, the power of this sword had already been thoroughly tempered. Without relying on his innate Martial Spirit, Just this one sword, an ordinary sword, exploded with a power that even steel couldn't block.

"Boom!!!"

The sword moved along the horizon, cutting through the darkness and dawn. It turned into a seven-meter-long dazzling sword aura, tearing the five assassins fleeing quickly into shreds. Blood and broken bones flew toward the rising sun.