Fan Lang turned into a giant sword that rushed into the sky, and the laws of the Dao appeared on the surface of the sword body, releasing various effects that turned the tide, and also erupted with sword qi like a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan. Huoran? Wen??? ．?ｒ ａ?ｎ?ｅｎａ`ｃｏｍ

Sou!

The giant sword burst out of the sky, cutting off all the space in front of it with a groundbreaking momentum, and headed straight for the enemy.

Seeing this, the Cave Void Realm Ruler once again urged the Nine Rings Golden Wings and changed the moves he cast, and saw that the space in front of him was rapidly distorting, and various spatial dimensions were broken inch by inch, making a loud sound that made people palpitate.

The giant sword that Fan Lang turned into pierced into the space storm with an indomitable move, no matter what obstacles it encountered, it was all cut off, and the space, the law, and the divine power ...... None of them can stop this domineering sword!

Seeing the giant sword approaching, the seater's face was moved, and his heart was filled with fear. It's just a true self realm martial god, and he has such strength, which is simply breaking common sense.

None of the people who were able to participate in this god duel were general, and their strength was much higher than that of ordinary martial gods of the same realm.

In this god duel, it is very powerful to be able to win in the same realm, and he is the only one who has a leapfrog challenge like Fan Lang.

The person sitting in the town did not dare to be careless at all, and made all his moves to deal with it, fanning the golden wings of the nine rings to move at high speed, directly penetrating the space, leaving an afterimage in mid-air, which was elusive.

The two sides launched a contest of speed, Fan Lang suddenly accelerated, and a sword light swirled by, shining like a meteor. He sliced through the multi-layered space, locked the position of the seater, and slashed down with a sword.

The sword flashed, and the blood of the gods splashed!

The person sitting in the seat was slashed by this sword, and the wound was very deep, and the natal stars in his body were severely damaged. His face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice: "How can your speed be faster than my Cave Realm?"

Speed is the pride of the Cave Realm, and it is also the biggest reliance of the Cave Realm, the battle of life and death is only fast and unbroken, and the difference in speed can often dominate the victory or defeat.

Now, the speed of a true self realm has surpassed that of the Cave Void Realm.

Of course, this is the credit of cheating, Fan Lang has nine times the speed, and the speed is fast enough to surpass the Cave Void Realm.

"I'm sending you on your way!" Fan Lang's voice was fierce and murderous, and the giant sword turned into attacked again, slashing down at the enemy one after another, and the attack was merciless.

The person in charge was hit by two more swords, and he looked very embarrassed.

It was never a way to be beaten passively like this, he fought back, suddenly flapped the golden wings of the nine rings, and swayed thousands of golden feathers, forming an offensive like raindrops.

A large number of golden feathers struck the giant sword that Fan Lang had turned into, making a clanging and crisp sound, and each collision erupted with earth-shattering power.

Fan Lang was attacked so fiercely, but the surface of the sword body was still unharmed and was not broken.

He relied on his impregnable defenses to directly resist the attacks of these golden feathers, and then continued to slash at the sitting.

In an instant, more than a dozen swords slashed at the sitter, one of which directly cut off his arm, and the broken arm flew out with blood.

"No, I can't lose to a true self realm, it's a shame!" The person in charge was unwilling to roar in his heart, gritted his teeth and continued to fight with Fan Lang, urging the wound on the severed arm, trying to regenerate the severed limb.

If there was no interference from external forces, it would not be difficult for the Martial God to regenerate the severed limbs, but Fan Lang did not give the other party this chance, and his stormy attack had already penetrated the extremely destructive sword qi into the enemy's wounds, raging wildly in the enemy's body.

The sword qi rushed left and right, destroying everything in the body of the person sitting in the seat, cutting off the meridians and blood vessels, shattering the natal stars, and breaking the sea of consciousness of the mind, causing the severed limbs and injuries to be difficult to heal, but had a tendency to expand.

Every second that passes, the life of the person sitting in the seat will pass with it, and the ghost gate will get closer and closer.

The two sides fought fiercely for many convergences, and finally forced the seater to a dead end, ushering in the end of this ring battle.

The road of martial arts is extremely cruel, either you die or I die, and the ugliness of the human heart has not disappeared after becoming a martial god, but has been magnified. All kinds of ** constitute all kinds of contradictions, making people stand on the opposite side, even if they don't know each other, they have to fight to the death.

Fan Lang's heart was as ruthless as the sword blade he had transformed, leaving no chance for the enemy.

One sword separates the martial arts, and two feet smash Lingxiao Pavilion!

Brush!!!

A sword light split the seater in half from head to toe, ending his life and his martial arts path. No matter how many years he has worked hard to cultivate, no matter how many joys and sorrows he has experienced, no matter how many relatives and friends he has, no matter what kind of ambition he has, everything is over.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Although the person in charge was dead, his soul was reluctant to give up this fancy world, so he leaned in the ring, looking at Fan Lang with resentment. The resentment in his body is getting heavier and heavier, and there is a tendency to turn into a ghost.

"If you're dead, get out, or you'll be gone!"

Fan Lang transformed from a giant sword into a human body, cast the reincarnation holy scripture, opened his palm and pressed down on the soul of the person sitting in the seat, and six golden wheels appeared in his palm.

This palm slapped on the head of the unjust soul, like a red-hot soldering iron, and he screamed hotly, and wisps of green smoke came out.

Even a dragon soul as powerful as Long Zu was afraid of the Reincarnation Holy Scripture, let alone an ordinary martial god's soul.

Killing people does not destroy the soul, which is already Fan Lang's benevolent bottom line.

He forcibly sent the other party's unjust soul into reincarnation and sent it to where the deceased should go.

Another win!

Fan Lang refreshed the winning streak and refreshed outsiders' perception of him.

The True Self Realm is not his opponent, the Galaxy Realm is not his opponent, and the Cave Void Realm is still not his opponent!

It's crazy!

Fan Lang actually won again, and he won very easily, looking at his appearance, it seems that he still has strength left, I really don't know how strong his strength is. ”

"Yes, his strength is simply unfathomable, judging from all kinds of performances, there should be no one in the lower god who is his opponent, and he can also fight with the middle god. ”

"Ten wins in a row, this god duel is simply his one-man performance, which can be called dominant!"

"yes, that's too sassy!"

"Bah, it's coquettish, it's not a sass!"

Waves of cheers broke out from the side of the Aurora Divine Kingdom, and Fan Lang won consecutive battles, which was really inspiring, making the Aurora Divine Kingdom in the limelight, completely comparing the Xizhu Divine Kingdom.

This kind of enthusiasm is not only unique to the scene, but also transmitted to all parts of the Aurora God Kingdom through the mastermind network.

Before today, there were still many people in the Kingdom of God who didn't know Fan Lang's name, and after today, his name would probably be known to everyone.

Real gold is not afraid of fire, has strength, and has a blockbuster day sooner or later.

Countless pairs of eyes converged on Fan Lang's body, and they did not hesitate to praise him.

At this moment, three women appeared in the void through spatial teleportation, one wearing a peach-colored dress, one with a cold face, and one taller and stronger than a man.

The three girls glanced at the audience, and soon found Fan Lang who had just flown off the ring, and the woman in the peach-colored dress pointed at Fan Lang and shouted, "Look, the junior brother is there!"