This knife was almost going to cut through the universe, magnifying it ten million times in an instant, cutting off everything in its path, and tearing Fan Lang's palm apart.

Singh took advantage of the situation to escape, flew out of the giant palm encirclement, and came outside.

Looking at the void again, Fan Lang was still huge, and his eyes were cold looking at the small Singh.

"What's the big thing, do you think big is more powerful?" Singh slashed out again, turning into a grand knife qi, the size was not much smaller than Fan Lang, and in the flash of lightning, it slashed at the very center of Fan Lang, extending from head to foot.

With a loud bang, Fan Lang's body split into two, separating to the left and right, like a collapsed majestic peak.

However, this is not Fan Lang's ontology!

Swish!

The space exploded, and Fan Lang flashed out of thin air, holding the Yuan Evil Dragon Sword in his hand, and a pair of giant spirit arms suspended behind him.

He suddenly appeared and swung his sword behind Singh, who reacted quickly and immediately turned to respond, and the two swords collided, bursting into a dazzling flash.

The aftermath of both sides followed, like a raging storm.

Fan Lang opened the giant spirit arm, urging the two supreme forces of yin and yang, and the giant palm was completely opened, like a fly, according to Singh.

Singh's divine body was shocked, and thousands of arms stretched out from his back, each holding a knife in his hand, and it was hard to deal with the attacking giant spirit arm.

One was huge in size and the other was numerous, and the offensives of the two sides collided together, unfolding a series of fierce exchanges.

Thousand Hands Knife Technique!

Nakshatra Swordsmanship!

Singh has thousands of arms, and at the same time performs thousands of moves, using knife skills to the extreme.

Fan Lang attracted the power of the stars, and thousands of starlights gathered around him, injected into the swordsmanship, and the sword in his hand turned into a white light.

The swords of the two sides collided again, forming a dangerous confrontation and began to compete for their respective martial arts roots.

Fan Lang held the Yuan Evil Dragon Sword in his hand, and Singh held a scimitar in his hand, and the blades of the blades collided together, rubbing out a thunderous sound, and there were constantly fluctuations and explosions.

Both sides are making all their moves, and if they retreat now, they will fall into disadvantage and be swallowed by the opponent's attack.

In such a situation, you can only grit your teeth and insist, whoever has stronger strength can overpower the other party, or hold on longer and drag the other party down, both advantages can play a decisive role.

Singh has just used two powerful cards to absorb the divine power accumulated in his body on weekdays, plus he has regressed step by step from the upper god, and his foundation is very deep, and the divine power in his body is simply inexhaustible.

"Boy, you're going to die!"

Singh's eyes showed a fierce light, and he continued to urge his divine power, forming an overwhelming oppression, suppressing Fan Lang on the opposite side, determined to use this move to divide the victory and defeat.

He is full of confidence in his martial arts foundation, if he compares to others, he may still lose, compete with the martial arts foundation, he is invincible in the same realm!

Rumble!!!

Rumble!!!

Rumble!!!

The two sides continued to urge their strength, and the confrontation exploded one after another, consuming an astonishing amount of divine power every second, gradually hollowing out the divine bodies of both sides.

In the distance, the people of the Xizhu Divine Kingdom were watching the battle, thousands of pairs of eyes, paying attention to the changes in the battle.

The previous battle was unpredictable, virtual and real, beyond the understanding of many people, and it was impossible to understand it at all, but now this feeling of simple confrontation is much simpler, and everyone can understand it.

"The two of them are on the right track!"

"This is a simple competition for strength, whoever has a deeper foundation will be able to hold on longer, and those who fall down first will be more auspicious. ”

"Singh's foundation is comparable to a first-class high-ranking god, no matter how demonic Fan Lang is, after all, he is too young, and in terms of foundation, he is by no means Singh's opponent. ”

"I can see that the two of them are about to split the winner, keep your eyes open and watch!"

"Singh will soon be able to bring back Fan Lang's bloody head, this time we have mobilized the crowd and come here to deal with the Zerg, just in time to take Fan Lang's head to sacrifice the flag. ”

"Sacrifice the flag?

On the side of Xizhu Divine Kingdom, they are full of confidence in Singh, and many people are waiting to collect Fan Lang's head.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, time passed bit by bit, and the divine power of both sides of the confrontation was frantically consumed, like this level of consumption, no one could bear it.

At first, Singh consumed the divine power temporarily obtained from the cards, and he even thought that using these divine powers was enough to drag Fan Lang down. As time passed, these extra divine powers were eaten away little by little, and then it was time to consume his own divine powers.

On the other hand, Fan Lang has always maintained the same state, not so easy or hard.

Singh wondered in his heart, after all this time has passed, why hasn't Fan Lang been dragged down?

Soon!

Soon!

It's definitely coming soon!

Singh gritted his teeth and secretly consumed the elixir stored in the god's body, and used the medicinal power to replenish the consumption.

There is no cave in the divine body, and it is naturally not difficult to store some elixirs. Many martial gods will store some pills in their stomachs for later use, and when they need them, they will directly refine them in their stomachs, eliminating some unnecessary steps.

Singh has a deep family background, and there are a large number of pills stored in his body, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a "big pharmacy", and there are thousands of pills used to replenish divine power alone.

He only took a small portion of it, and he replenished a large amount of divine power and made up for the deficit in his body.

"Let's see who can survive whom!" Singh gritted his teeth.

The medicinal power is turned into divine power, and then the divine power is continuously vented. After all, the elixir is only a foreign object, mainly playing an auxiliary role, and cannot completely offset this crazy consumption.

Ten pills, 100 pills, 1,000 pills......

Singh consumed a large amount of pills, and the inventory of pills in his body became smaller and smaller, and he was about to run out, and the rest were of low grade and not of much use.

This kind of "Dan" running out of food has dealt a heavy blow to his self-confidence.

He looked at Fan Lang on the opposite side, observed Fan Lang's condition from both internal and external aspects, and found that the other party was still the same as just now, there was no major change, just like a reef standing in the sea, no matter how the stormy waves beat, it always remained the same and stood still.

"W-How is this possible? How much divine power does he have in his body? Could it be that he has more divine power than me, and his foundation is more solid than mine?"

Singh was incredulous, frightened and anxious, and even a hint of fear rose up. If it continues like this, once anyone can't hold on, it will be more than lucky.

"Hey, the medicine jar on the other side, you continue to take the pills? Why don't you eat it? It shouldn't be eaten up, right? It doesn't matter if you eat it all, I have a jar of brain fragments here, you can take it and eat it, and then ask me for it after eating, it's enough." ”

Fan Lang, who had been silent just now, suddenly made a provocative statement, and a dangerous smile appeared on his face, which made Singh feel cold behind him.