The whole person of the Hundred Flowers Holy Son suddenly changed, and the momentum on his body exploded, which was like two people before.

Even his eyes have become different, his gaze is as deep as a black hole, and he has lost the frivolity and arrogance of the past.

Now the dominant one is the previous life of the Hundred Flowers Holy Son.

This soul has traveled through the years and seen the light of day in this body!

He looked up at the dragon that pounced, abandoned the folding fan he had used before, reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, and a white spear appeared in his hand, and stabbed at the dragon angrily.

His strength was far greater than before, and he forcibly broke free from the pressure on his body.

A huge flower bloomed on the tip of the spear, spun rapidly, and collided with the dragon's mouth with a deafening sound.

The space shattered, and a large area of dark nothingness appeared in mid-air, and there was no space in the void, and once it was touched, it would be crushed by a destructive force.

The spread of fluctuations layer upon layer, thousands of zhang, ten thousand zhang, ten miles, and hundreds of miles......

Even the buildings of the major transcendent forces were impacted.

Several Xuan gods took action one after another to block the aftermath so as not to hurt the innocent. Not to mention others, even these Xuan Gods are quite amazed.

"These two juniors are really strong against each other, even stronger than I imagined. ”

"This battle is already close to the Xuanshen confrontation, and the momentum is huge, swallowing mountains and rivers. ”

"I don't know who will win in the end. ”

"The Hundred Flowers Holy Son even surpassed the Xuan God in his previous life, and after awakening, his strength increased greatly, and I am more optimistic about him in this battle. ”

"It's unpredictable!"

These bigwigs sighed one after another.

The spear of the Hundred Flowers Holy Son broke through the air, and the huge flowers bloomed, forcibly dissolving Fan Lang's dragon and snake, and then shaking the tip of the spear, directly taking Fan Lang himself, and launching a strong counterattack.

Fan Lang cast the Heavenly Remnant Step, and the majestic strength under his feet exploded, and every time he stepped on the void, he would smash the space and rush towards the Hundred Flowers Holy Son.

The two clashed in the air, the sword aura was sharp, the guns flashed, and every collision was terrifying.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The weapons collided with a loud bang, bursting into layers of fluctuations.

Fan Lang was angry but not chaotic, and he had been preparing to fight with the Hundred Flowers Holy Son.

Thirty strokes.

Fifty strokes.

Seventy strokes.

In a short period of time, the two have clashed dozens of times.

"It's the most enjoyable fight I've had since I recovered, and you can be proud. There is a huge gap between us, I was in the starry sky in my previous life, and you are just a native of a small star, and you are not even dust when you look at the whole universe. ”

The Holy Son of Hundred Flowers put on a lofty posture, he was not deliberately provoking Fan Lang, but speaking from his heart, despising Fan Lang, a mortal, from the inside out.

"Alright, I'll give you a defeat, it will be the most glorious defeat of your life. ”

While the Holy Son of Hundred Flowers was speaking, he danced the spear in his hand and broke out a decisive blow.

Flowers bloomed again on the tip of the spear, this time not the flower of plants, but the flower of stars, as if thousands of stars in the universe formed the shape of a flower.

The realm of his previous life was even above the Xuan Shen, and the moves he used at this time used the martial arts of the previous life, and they were unfathomable, and even the Xuan Shen could not fathom them.

The most fundamental purpose of the so-called martial arts is to increase the power of the attack, and the more advanced the martial arts, the greater the improvement.

With this blow, the Holy Son of Hundred Flowers increased his attack power by nearly nine times!

Fan Lang watched the flower of the stars bloom in his eyes, his gaze became more aggressive, and the opportunity he was waiting for was at this moment.

An attack that lets go of a fight, leaving no way for the enemy to retreat, and no retreat for yourself, is now the perfect moment for a showdown.

Twelve-fold, burst!

Dragon Scale Sword, unsheathed!

Fan Lang's cheating ability surpassed the limit of martial arts, and his strength doubled and surged, coupled with the combination of two swords and the use of the power of the dragon scale sword, the power that erupted at this time jumped to the level of Xuanshen.

The nine dragon heads behind him spewed energy together, propelling him forward, pushing him beyond the limits of power and speed.

Sou!

Fan Lang rushed out, with murderous intent in his eyes, killing the Hundred Flowers Holy Son now would be troublesome, and it would even disrupt his plans, but he didn't care.

One person and one sword, reaching the level of a god, bursting out with the power of a god, is better than the Hundred Flowers Holy Son on the opposite side.

"Not good!"

The Heavenly Rail City Lord's face changed suddenly, he felt the horror of Fan Lang's blow, dodged to protect his son, and disappeared out of thin air in an instant.

The Heavenly Vertical Dan Saint also took action at this moment and broke through the air.

The pinnacle collision began, and at this moment it seemed that even time had stopped, and everything was overshadowed.

Fan Lang's twin swords destroyed everything, even the flower of the stars was cut off, and the blade of the sword was close to the Hundred Flowers Holy Son, wanting to take his life.

At the last moment, the Heavenly Rail City Lord appeared and blocked the sword.

Burst!

This sword slashed through the palm of the Heavenly Rail City Lord, hurting his muscles and bones, and he used the Dao Seal to forcibly seal this sword, but he was still forced back by force for a distance.

Tianzong Dansheng appeared behind Fan Lang, and pressed a palm on Fan Lang's back, which was not only containment, but also protection, infusing his own strength into Fan Lang's body, and one by one Dao Seals appeared, forming a set of Dao Seal armor.

"Fan Lang, it's okay, let's stop when you click. Tianzong Dansheng persuaded.

One in front and one in the back, the two Xuanshen intervened, and Fan Lang couldn't break free no matter how much he broke out, so he could only suppress his strength.

If it hadn't been for the action of the two great mystical gods just now, the life of the Hundred Flowers Holy Son would be in danger.

The aftermath of the attack dissipated, and the people were stunned, looking at several figures in mid-air, Fan Lang was holding a double sword, and was sandwiched by the two Xuan Gods, and the double sword in his hand even injured the Heavenly Rail City Lord!

This battle interprets the meaning of the word demon.

The Heavenly Rail City Lord looked at the injury on his hand, his pupils condensed, and then smiled: "Amazing, it's really terrifying, a Xuanhuang realm can force my son to this extent, and it also hurt my hand." In the future, it is unimaginable that you will become a Xuan Saint and a Xuan God. ”

"City Lord, can you let go of your hand now?" Fan Lang asked.

"Of course. ”

The Heavenly Rail City Lord withdrew his hand, and the injury on his hand healed instantly, leaving not even a trace, as if he was not injured at all just now.

Fan Lang returned the sword into the sheath, as if the sea had receded and calmed down. Since there is no possibility of killing the Hundred Flowers Holy Son at the moment, it is useless to regenerate his anger, he will save this killing intent and wait for the next opportunity!

On the other hand, the Hundred Flowers Holy Son, his face is much more ugly, and his emotions are difficult to calm down, and now there are two personalities in his body thinking together, and thousands of things collide together.

"Fan Lang, I didn't lose the battle just now, if no one stopped me, it is not known who will kill the deer!" said the Hundred Flowers Holy Son unwillingly.

"You can comfort yourself like that, I don't mind. Fan Lang looked indifferent, looking at the eyes of the Hundred Flowers Holy Son, there was sarcasm and contempt.