Douluo's first sword

Chapter 253 Overlord Sword and Torture [Third update!Ask for a subscription and ask for a monthly pass]

Bully!

This is a name that once shocked the world, everyone knows it, and it was a domineering sword that swept Douluo. It was once extremely brilliant in that era.

A long time ago, in the Wuhun Hall, besides the Thousand Clan of the Angel Clan, there was also the Luo Clan who inherited the Overlord Sword Wuhun and was equally powerful.

The two big families are evenly matched, fighting against each other, and they are in charge of the Wuhun Palace together!

About a few decades ago, the Angel Clan gave birth to the most astonishingly talented genius in history——Qian Daoliu, who swept away countless powerful men in the Douluo Continent, and faced the Luo Clan's contemporary overlord!

The two fought for ten days and ten nights until the sky collapsed and the earth was torn apart, and the universe was turned upside down.

In the end, Ba Dao was defeated and died at the hands of Qian Daoliu, and the Luo clan was subsequently expelled from the Wuhun Hall, and the Qian clan took sole control of the Wuhun Hall, and Ba Dao became extinct in Douluo Continent from then on!

As for the old lunatic Luo Xuanchen, he is a survivor of the Ba Dao Clan... At the same time, he is also the number one enemy of the Wuhun Hall. In the eyes of the Qian Clan, Ba Dao is no less dangerous than the Clear Sky School back then!

Fang Xuan deduced these past events from Bibi Dong's few words. Bibi Dong hid the existence of the Angel Clan and Qian Daoliu, and only said that it was a super strong man from the Wuhun Temple who defeated the contemporary Luo clan. Domineering knife.

However, after thinking about it, Fang Xuan could understand, besides Qian Daoliu, who was the superpower hidden in the Spirit Hall.

"Fang Xuan, I will give you a month to think about it carefully!"

Before leaving, Pope Bibi Dong took a deep look at Fang Xuan, and said, "Change the champion genius of our soul master competition to a clean cell, and don't let him die!"

Finally, under Bibi Dong's order, the jailers prepared Fang Xuan a clean single room, made of fine steel, unbreakable, even the floor was paved with steel, a person who lost his soul power wanted to escape from here. It is impossible to get out.

Moreover, nine iron chains were added to his body, which made him unable to move, making it difficult to fly.

"30 days..."

Fang Xuan's eyes were cloudy, and he was lying in the dark prison, quietly waiting for the day of judgment to come.

However, it was obvious that Wuhundian would not allow him to comfortably eat at home, and not long after, an unexpected visitor came to the door.

"Long time no see, Fang Xuan!"

A tall and luxurious figure walked into the prison!

This person is wearing a golden robe, a golden crown on his head, and a satin and brocade robe. He is very well-dressed and dignified, and his whole body exudes the majesty of a superior.

As soon as he arrived, he greeted Fang Xuan enthusiastically, as if seeing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and said with a gentle smile: "Speaking of which, since we parted from the soul master promotion competition last time, this is the first Let's meet once, I didn't expect you to be really promising, you actually won the championship of the soul master finals in one fell swoop, and even turned the Pope's palace upside down, hehe, I really underestimated you."

"Hehe, rare guest, I didn't expect His Majesty the Pope to visit me just now, and the Platinum Bishop of the Wuhun Palace came to visit again. I feel very honored!"

Fang Xuan squinted his eyes, watched the visitor quietly, and said coldly, "Bishop Salas."

This person is the Platinum Bishop Salas of the Spirit Hall. Salas has been hostile to Fang Xuan since a long time ago, and even sent a soul-sage-level powerhouse to assassinate him. The relationship between the two is extremely bad, it can be said that life and death enemy.

In this case, Salas came to the prison, obviously no good.

"Where is there, the peerless genius of the Heaven Dou Empire, my Spirit Hall must treat him in the most friendly way!"

Saras showed a kind smile, took out a thin and long needle from the soul tool, pointed it at the tip of Fang Xuan's right index finger, and stabbed it hard.

A heart-piercing pain suddenly came, crazily stimulating Fang Xuan's nerves.

His eyes were bloodshot, he clenched his teeth tightly, and stared at Salas without saying a word, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Hehe, how about Fang Xuan, are you satisfied with my way of greeting?!"

Salas sneered, and continued to exert force on the palm of his hand. The iron needle slowly stirred in Fang Xuan's finger, and strands of blood overflowed from the wound, accompanied by bursts of severe pain.

Fingers crossed!

This kind of pain is worse than breaking two bones. Salas is very good at torturing people, but while talking and laughing, he gave Fang Xuan the most vicious torture!

Fang Xuan was silent, didn't even groan, with an extraordinary tenacity, forcefully supported, just stared at Salas coldly with those cold eyes, like a bloodthirsty wild wolf!

"Don't worry, let's take our time. In 30 days, I have to let you, a peerless genius born once in a century, obediently kneel down and beg for mercy, genius? Hehe, in front of our Spirit Hall is just a It's just a pile of stinky shit, in the future, even if you are going to confess your secret, I may not be willing to listen to it!"

Salas sneered again and again, with endless viciousness surging on his face. Once in the soul master promotion competition, Fang Xuan opposed him everywhere, making him unable to step down many times. This time, if he got the chance, Fang Xuan would never want to be in prison. Ryan was born.

"Why do you have so many martial souls, and what method did you use..."

Just after the needle was inserted, Salas took out another iron needle, pierced it along Fang Xuan's little finger, and stirred vigorously, saying sharply: "Say!"

"Do you want to know the secret of my martial spirit?!"

Fang Xuan's body trembled in pain, but he suddenly laughed and looked at Salas: "Come here and I'll tell you."

Salas frowned, hesitated for a while, and still chose to lean his face towards him. He didn't believe that Fang Xuan, who had lost all his soul power, could do anything.

"Pooh!"

A line of bloodshot sticky phlegm was spit out, just sticking to Salas's face.

That majestic face immediately turned into a liver color, extremely ugly, and at the same time, infinite anger was surging.

"Hahahaha, my lord bishop, you are as embarrassed as a dog right now." Fang Xuan burst out laughing, and the ridicule towards Salas was not concealed in his laughter.

"Good! Good! Good! Fang Xuan, you have a talent, and it has fallen into my hands, how dare you be arrogant!"

Salas was furious, first he punched Fang Xuan's chest with two fists, causing him to vomit blood, and then he took out a pair of sharp scissors from the soul tool ring.

There was a look of cruelty on his face,

Aim at one of Fang Xuan's index fingers,

Cut it fiercely!

A finger fell to the ground, and blood gushed out!

At this moment, even with Fang Xuan's strong willpower, he couldn't help but growl in pain. He raised his blood-red eyes and stared at Salas: "You'd better pray that I die in prison. Otherwise, today's revenge will be repaid ten times in the future!"

"I, Fang Xuan, will avenge every revenge!"

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