Chapter 353 Who is lucky? 【Second update! Please subscribe and vote monthly]

The scene seemed to be frozen forever at that moment. When the sword and the war gun collided, the silver-blooded war gun erupted with a burst of terrifying gun light, directly shattering the long sword into pieces, and at the same time, the gun pierced Fang Xuan's chest fiercely.

"With just one shot, the newcomer's sword was destroyed. The power of the martial soul's true form is really too strong."

Everyone was shocked, and rightfully so. How could an ordinary iron sword withstand the power of the martial soul's true form?

At this moment, Fang Xuan lost his weapon and was shot. His chest was bleeding, and the situation suddenly became crisis.

"It's over, it's over, this newcomer is dead!" Many fallen people gloated.

"Is it over here..." Erica said quietly.

Fang Xuan's eyes were calm and unusually calm, as if he didn't notice the wound that was still bleeding. He lowered his head and glanced at the knife with only the handle left, and threw away the handle without hesitation.

This knife was originally purchased as a temporary substitute and he had no intention of using it forever. Now that he was defeated by O'Brien's martial spirit avatar, he had already expected it.

"Huh~"

Taking a long breath, Fang Xuan's eyes were deep and calm. He was not panicked because he lost his weapon. He... still had a knife!

The demon sword Hongyu has been stored in the soul guide and has not been exposed.

At this time, Fang Xuan was ready to use the demon sword, relying on the power of the artifact to kill O'Brien in an instant.

At present, his strength has returned to the soul emperor level, and his soul power is relatively abundant. If he tries his best, he should be able to barely exert one or two points of the power of the demon sword, which is more than enough to kill a Contra level O'Brien.

He is just worried that after using the demon sword, his soul power will be sucked dry and he will enter a period of weakness. In that case, he will be killed by the fallen ones around him, so he is looking for an opportunity to kill with one strike!

"Haha, novice, stop pretending, can't you tell that you are at your wits' end, so just accept your death!"

O'Brien looked arrogant and arrogant. He didn't take Fang Xuan seriously at all. He directly raised the silver-blood war spear and threw it hard with his right hand. The nine-foot-long silver-blood war spear flew out like a javelin, crazy. Stab at Fang Xuan.

He was so arrogant that he casually threw the silver-blooded war spear and wanted to nail Fang Xuan to death!

However, such a random attack gave Fang Xuan an opportunity. The eagle eyes that had been looking for opportunities suddenly shot out two rays of light.

It has to be said that although O'Brien threw the silver-blood war spear at will, the power of this spear was extremely frightening. The sharp spear light swallowed the sky and the earth, enveloping a terrifying storm of murderous intent, as if the spear had locked its target. cruise missiles, very difficult to dodge.

Because this shot was too fast!

With just a flash of silver light, he was already in front of Fang Xuan. The cold and sharp tip of the spear sprayed out silver flames and stabbed straight into his heart.

The breath of death rushed towards his face. Fang Xuan's eyes were cold and unflustered. At the moment when the tip of the spear was about to pierce his chest, his body twisted in an incredible arc and he suddenly turned to the right, dangerously avoiding it. The incoming silver-blooded war gun.

"ah……"

Then, he shouted loudly, and the force under his feet exploded, shattering the floor. His whole body rushed out like a cheetah and went straight towards O'Brien.

"Die, rookie!"

O'Brien was still very arrogant with his bare hands. He waved his silver iron fist, pierced the sky, and hit Fang Xuan's face hard.

"You are the one who died!"

Fang Xuan was filled with murderous intent, and his soul guide ring flashed with light. He rushed in front of O'Brien in an instant, waved his right hand, and a scarlet demon knife appeared in his hand. Awe-inspiring murderous intent surged out, and he was about to kill O'Brien.

"Rumble--"

At this moment, a dark figure fell rapidly from a high altitude and hit the ground like a heavy bomb. The violent momentum swept across the world, and Fang Xuan and O'Brien were about to have a life-and-death collision. Bounce out.

"what happened?!"

Many people were stunned and didn't know what was happening.

A tall figure like a demon appeared in everyone's sight.

This is a stalwart man over two meters tall, with a burly body and strong muscles. He is wearing black armor and has a cold and faint light flowing all over his body. His face is like ice, his eyes are stunning, and the peerless murderous intention he unleashes is like a sharp sword. The sword cut through the void, making countless people tremble in fear.

"Title Douluo!"

Fang Xuan's expression changed, and he stared at the black-armored man without blinking, with a solemn look on his face. From the latter's body, he felt an extremely terrifying aura. This was no ordinary titled Douluo.

At least a super Douluo of level ninety-five or above!

He secretly speculated on the level of the black-armored man, and felt a little bad in his heart. Now, if he met a super Douluo head-on, he would have absolutely no chance of winning.

"That's it!"

A word without joy or sorrow came from the mouth of the man in black armor, causing the space to suddenly shake.

The calm words contained an irresistible majesty. Even O'Brien, who had always been unruly, trembled. He looked at the man in black armor with fear in his eyes and said in surprise: "Captain, why are you here?" ?!”

This burly, angry man in black armor is none other than the captain of the law enforcement team, the Hell Knight—Beowulf!

"Oh my god, even Lord Beowulf is here!"

The Fallen took a deep breath, obviously not expecting the captain of the Enforcer to appear. It seemed that this battle was really big and alarmed the top brass of the Killing City.

"The great King of Slaughter sends an order, ninety-four sixty-three, not guilty!"

Beowulf calmly glanced at Fang Xuan and O'Brien, and said coldly: "So this battle ends here, O'Brien, let's go."

"cut!"

O'Brien obviously did not expect this ending. Even the great king of killing said that Fang Xuan was not guilty, who would dare to disobey his orders? He curled his lips, glanced at Fang Xuan coldly, and said, "Lucky Little brat! You should be grateful for the generosity of my king, otherwise you would be dead now."

"Haha, we still don't know who is lucky!"

Fang Xuan sneered, his eyes locked on Beowulf without blinking, and a cold light flashed across his eyes. If Beowulf hadn't appeared in the middle just now, with the demon sword Hongyu, he would have been 90% sure to kill Beowulf. Brian.

What's funny is that O'Brien didn't know that he was going through hell and thought Fang Xuan was lucky.

Beowulf looked cold and said nothing. He took a deep look at the demon knife Hongyu in Fang Xuan's hand, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and then quickly left the street with O'Brien.

The turmoil has subsided, and many people are still unsatisfied!

…

The city of killing, deep in the inner city.

"Captain, why are you here suddenly? If you had come a little later, I would have been able to deal with that rookie." O'Brien said with some annoyance.

"Oh, really?" Beowulf glanced at O'Brien coldly and snorted: "If I had come a step later, I'm afraid you would be a corpse by now..."

"How is that possible? He's just a rookie. He's only been in the Killing City for a few days. How can he be so good?" O'Brien raised his eyebrows, very unconvinced.

Beowulf didn't have to explain anything. He just warned O'Brien seriously: "In the future, don't provoke that newcomer easily..."

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