As soon as these words came out, it really made the burning weather not light, the Shura people are the most brave and ruthless, and most of them have a violent temper, and this kind of violence is often linked to strength, and the stronger the strength, the heavier the anger.

Burning Pole Heaven's eyes showed a fierce light, and in an instant, the wind surged, exuding a domineering aura, and said fiercely: "Little rabbit cub, I see that you are getting more and more carried away, and you dare to speak disrespectfully in front of me, which will only strengthen my murderous intention towards you!"

"Hehe, it seems that if I coax you, you will be reconciled with me, since both horizontal and vertical are enemies, then why should I be polite to you? You call me a little rabbit cub, then I can only call you an old turtle. Fan Lang sneered.

"You're looking for death!"

Burning Heaven was furious, and he put his hands out in front of Fan Lang, the last time he fought face-to-face, he still had scruples about his identity, and he had some reservations, but this time it was different, he showed his real skills as soon as he made a move, and he didn't treat Fan Lang as a junior.

His left and right hands each exerted different effects, and one hand pulled the spatial dimension, causing the space to appear one after another, and everything within the range quickly collapsed towards this hand. His other hand was clenched into a fist, communicating the killing qi scattered throughout the Shura Dao plane, gathering these killing qi into a fist, turning into a glowing "fist", this "fist" shining like a star, faintly with a hideous face pattern.

With both hands together, each has a miraculous effect, and when combined, it becomes a deadly killer move!

Fan Lang was pulled by the folds of space, as if ordinary people had fallen into a quicksand pit, being strongly pulled, and being deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself. He didn't resist, but did the opposite, obeying this suction, and even took the initiative to accelerate, rushing towards the Burning Pole Sky.

Dragon Fist!

A dragon roar sounded above Fan Lang's fist, and he waved his fist and blasted out a punch at the Burning Pole Heaven, erupting in a frenzied force, shaking the Shura plane, shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods.

The fists of both sides collided together, and there was a hard bump. Of course, at their level, there is no pure brute force, and under this seemingly simple collision, there are also various special effects hidden.

Rumble!!!

Centered on the place where the fists collided, a little bright light bloomed, and then a storm-like wave erupted, impacting in all directions. The blood-colored clouds in the sky were blown away in an instant, and the earth below sank deep, forming a wide arc.

The Immortal Armor exerted its effect, counteracting most of the impact, but there was still a part of the brute force that penetrated inside, hurting Fan Lang himself, and the corners of his lips immediately hung up.

If measured by health, his health has dropped by about a tenth!

The strength of the Burning Pole Heaven is equivalent to the Divine Ancestor among the human race, even if Fan Lang uses all his means, at most he can only compete with the other party, and it is impossible to win.

If the Divine Ancestor level is the ceiling of the universe, then Fan Lang is still a little far away from this ceiling.

Fan Lang can fight back and forth with opponents at the level of the God Emperor, and when he encounters a little worse God Emperor, he can still have a chance of winning, but if he faces the God Ancestor, he can only be dwarfed.

Just one confrontation made Fan Lang personally feel the gap in this regard.

"Don't be discouraged, fight him again!"

Fan Lang shook his spirit, withdrew the punch he had made, took the opportunity to draw his sword out of the sheath, and integrated it into the swordsmanship with the cosmic law he had just learned.

Sword Universe!

The vast and magnificent laws of the universe were constructed into the shape of a giant sword, as if this was a complete world, with the rudiments of the world, trapping the Burning Heaven in it. Within the giant sword, endless edges were generated, each of which could easily cut through the sun, moon and stars, and these edges aimed at the Burning Pole Heaven and attacked densely.

"Hmph, it's just a class gate with an axe in front of me!" Burning Pole Tian snorted coldly, unleashing the Shura battlefield, the surrounding blood light soared into the sky, the smell of blood was extremely strong, and the area of the battlefield quickly expanded, sweeping through those attacking sword qi, and even penetrating the giant sword composed of the laws of the universe.

It's not that the laws of the universe are not powerful, but that the gap between the strength of the enemy and us is too great.

If the strength of the two sides is similar, the Shura battlefield does not want to shake the laws of the universe in the slightest.

This unfair battle is not destined to last.

Fan Lang then launched several rounds of onslaught, obviously falling into the disadvantage, failing to bargain for anything, and suffering many injuries.

When his health reached the warning line, he gave up decisively and distanced himself from Burning Pole Sky.

"Little rabbit, the last time you slipped away from under my nose, it was already cheap, you don't want to slip away a second time!"

"You are so majestic, when I dealt with Li Bailian before, why did you run away in disgrace? Oh, I understand, at that time, I set up too big a battle and called too many helpers, so I scared you away. When I returned home, there were not many helpers around me, so you dared to use force against me, and you were hiding in the shadows and sneaking up on me. I'll kill myself and you'll be confronted with me. Fan Lang used special means while speaking angrily.

These are actually the truth, and every sentence pokes at the sore spot of the burning sky.

Before, Burning Pole Heaven was indeed shocked by the battle set up by Fan Lang, so he didn't make a move, but chose to stay out of the matter. All the things that followed were also said by Fan Lang.

Burning Pole Heaven simply tore his face and said: "I was troubled by others to help you before, now you are alone, see who else can help you! You are now fast talking, and when you die, you will close this stinky mouth!"

"I don't have time to play with you, wait for the next time!

As Fan Lang spoke, the Mirror Flower Sword Technique in his hand had already taken shape and integrated into the laws of the universe, and thousands of mirrors had changed out of thin air around him, each leading to a different plane. His figure appears in these mirrors, false and real, real and false, making it difficult to distinguish between real and false.

Burning Pole Heaven simply didn't distinguish it, and directly used the Shura battlefield to envelop all the mirrors, and then spit out raging flames, turning the entire battlefield into a sea of fire and burning all the mirrors.

This is the fire of Shura, one of the most destructive flames in the universe, under the burning of the sea of fire, a large number of mirrors shattered, and Fan Lang's figure was also disillusioned.

When all the mirrors were shattered, Burning Heaven searched everywhere for Fan Lang's life breath, and soon locked a direction. With a fierce look in his eyes, he grabbed it, and when he got closer, he realized that it was not the real Fan Lang, but an impostor.

A stone tablet was erected in the sea of fire, leaving the breath of Fan Lang's life, and a line of words was engraved on it: Whoever breaks me is the old turtle!

It was already a little too late for Burning Heaven to stop, and his palm wind slammed into the stone tablet, shattering the stone tablet.

Unexpectedly, there was still a voice stored by Fan Lang hidden in the stone stele, and he shouted at this moment: "The old turtle is you, you are the old turtle!"

(End of chapter)