This hand was surprisingly successful, and it was a success, and the palm of the hand that was picked by Sikong did indeed extend into Fan Lang's divine body, as if he had come to a microcosm, surrounded by more than a thousand natal stars.

Turning over the river and the sea here, just grab a handful, you can bring a heavy blow to Fan Lang.

Sikong Jie's spirit was greatly lifted, as if he saw the dawn, and his palm suddenly exerted force, bursting with power around him.

At this time, Fan Lang smiled slightly, not caring at all.

Sikong Xuan launched a fierce attack, but the result was changed, his strength sank like a stone into the sea, and his palm was forcibly sent to another dimension. By the time he noticed the change, it was too late.

He can manipulate space, and so can Fan Lang.

This confrontation is the confrontation of the way of space.

Sikong picked up a blow and missed, trying to withdraw his palm, but he was trapped in another unknown spatial dimension, and he couldn't get it back.

In fact, Fan Lang performed a nameless technique, and when it comes to the attainments of the way of space, this peerless magic skill is no less than stealing the sky and changing the sun, and it can be called each with its own merits.

Sikong picked his palm and was trapped, and suddenly fell into passivity, stepping on Tiangang under his feet, shuttling through the spatial dimension, and his figure appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Fan Lang's smile turned cold, and the long sword in his hand slashed out, cutting through the space, and slashing at Sikong Jie's trapped palm, cutting off this hand with a sword.

Burst!

Sikong lost one hand, and his broken wrist gushed with divine blood, and there were bursts of sharp pain.

The pain is still a small matter, and the trouble is that there are many dangerous forces, which invade it along the wound, which is more terrible than poison.

has just fought each other, and Sikong has suffered a big loss.

He turned his heart sideways, simply cut off more wrists, got rid of the shackles of space, and at the same time urged the broken wrist to regenerate, and a new palm grew in an instant.

The loss of a hand is still secondary, the problem is that he has also lost a treasure glove, which has an impact on strength.

"Damn!"

Sikong picked up a roar and performed a deadly move, his hands hooked again and again, like playing a string, cutting the space above the ring, forming a large space net.

Wherever this net is, it will be cut into pieces, and no amount of strong defense can resist it.

Sikong picked up the space net, and when the hood fell on Fan Lang, he wanted to chop Fan Lang on the spot.

Fan Lang shrank instantly, and his whole person turned into a small point of light, like a firefly, flying out directly from the gap in the space net.

The point of light suddenly accelerated, turning into a swirling beam of light, and the trajectory of the wandering path was erratic, and it flew towards Sikong Jie.

After becoming smaller, Fan Lang is more dangerous, which makes people dare not be careless.

Sikong picks up the continuous steps and enters a deeper dimension of space, and only masters who have mastered the way of space can come here.

He watched a ball of light chase after him, and used a strong move to deal with it, and suddenly pushed with both hands, opening up multiple independent spaces.

In these spaces, all kinds of dangerous energy that he collects on weekdays are stored, and there are even some precious immortal qi among them.

These energies poured out, like a flash torrent, with infinite might, surrounding the small points of light that Fan Lang had turned into from all directions.

The point of light suddenly sharpened, turned into a sword ray, broke through everything in front of him, and slashed towards Sikong Pick.

The danger was imminent, Sikong Jie's expression was grim, he opened his palm and grabbed it in the air, and suddenly grabbed the flying sword. His hand is not a problem to pick the stars and the moon, and he often handles the enemy's weapons in battle.

This time, he grabbed the sword that Fan Lang had turned into in his hand, only to feel extremely difficult, and instantly affected all the power in his body, and he had to do it with all his strength.

The crazy sword pushed him out, smashed the walls of space, returned to the most primitive spatial dimension, and came to the edge of the ring.

If you are forced out of the ring, you will also be judged defeated.

Sikong picked up his teeth, kicked his legs and stomped on the void suddenly, and the immortal mound around him moved, and wisps of immortal qi gathered on his body, helping him stop castration.

He used the force of his palm, wanting to crush the sword directly, but the sword changed, and he saw Fan Lang change from small to large, transforming into a three-headed and six-armed giant, each holding a sword temporarily condensed with divine power.

Fan Lang danced the sword, the swordsmanship was superb, all kinds of peerless magic skills were fused in one furnace, different moves, different exercises, switching clouds and water, one move and one style have the most perfect connection.

A series of onslaughts attacked Sikong Pick again and again, leaving him overwhelmed, frustrated again and again, and caught in a bitter battle.

In the flicker of the sword, Sikong Jie's injuries became more and more serious, and the small world around him almost collapsed.

As this course of affairs continues, defeat is imminent.

"No, I can't lose! Even if I break the rules, I'm going to kill Fan Lang! The eldest husband is not informal, I have been stealing other people's things all the way, stealing the sky, stealing the earth, stealing gods, stealing immortals! As long as I can win, what does it matter if I use some means!"

Sikong picked up extreme thoughts, risked being punished for violating the rules, secretly opened a hidden space, took out an extraordinary pill from it, and injected it into his abdomen.

This pill is round and full of immortal energy, and there are complex lines on it, called "Xindu Huangbai Qi Pill".

The name of the pill is special, and the effect is even more special, it can extradite the immortal qi and inject it into the body of the user, so that in a short period of time, it can gain a little immortal strength.

These Xu strengths are already quite impressive, and it is not a problem to kill gods and Buddhas.

This "Xindu Huangbai Qi Pill" was found by Sikong Pick from the tomb of a Qi Immortal, there are only three pills, he has taken one pill before, almost burst his body, and then he never dared to use it indiscriminately, today he went to the extreme, and took this anti-heaven pill for the second time.

"Xindu Huangbai Qi Pill" is already considered to be among the elixirs, and according to the rules of the competition, it will definitely not be used.

Sikong picked up the illegal consumption, urged the medicinal power, and the pill shone brightly, more brilliant and dazzling than the natal stars in his body.

A stream of immortal qi rose up, spurting up his body, reaching the top of his head. He closed his mouth tightly and took the immortal aura in his mouth.

The word "containing gas" in the name of the pill refers to the immortal qi!

This time there was a big difference immediately, Sikong Jie's strength soared, and there was a little immortal energy mixed with his divine power, and his body was extremely swollen, and he even felt like he was about to be blown up.

This is not the power he can carry at all, and there will definitely be sequelae after using it.

Now he can't take care of so much, as long as he can kill Fan Lang, he can bear these costs.

"Kill you, I'm the first genius in the Aurora Divine Kingdom!"

Sikong picked up the killing intent and attacked Fan Lang again.

It's still a day of stealing.

It's still a used move.

After injecting immortal energy, the result was completely different.