The fighting reached such an extent that both men became exhausted.
Although Xiao Fan was not as good as Zeng Cuo in terms of cultivation and strength, with the help of special magic weapons and magic circles, he was able to push his opponent to the limit.
At this time, from Zeng Cuo, the gap in strength began to be fully reflected.
Xiao Fan didn't have any strength left, but Zeng Cuo still had the power to give Xiao Fan a fatal blow!
"Damn, it's too much this time..." Xiao Fan began to feel depressed. He had to say that Zeng Cuo was indeed too strong, even beyond his expectations.
"You brat, what's wrong? What else do you have that can be used for?" Zeng Cuo shouted while panting heavily.
"What? Why don't you rush over and try it yourself? Are you afraid that I have some backup plans that I can't use?" Xiao Fan also pretended to be calm and sneered.
"Damn it, this brat...why is he so calm? Could it be that he really has some tricks up his sleeve?" Seeing Xiao Fan's performance, Zeng Cuo couldn't help but feel his heart sink and began to hesitate.
Xiao Fan has too many unknowns for him!
Fighting with such a completely unfamiliar opponent, if anyone is not careful, his life may be lost!
Therefore, Zeng Cuo was deeply wary of Xiao Fan and did not dare to step forward rashly. He stayed where he was and tried to recover some of his physical strength.
The same was true for Xiao Fan. Although he pretended to be mysterious on the surface, he knew that even if he regained his strength, it would be too late, and he began to probe his spiritual consciousness into the Heart Poison Crystal.
"Damn it, damn malaria, why aren't you better yet? If I don't merge with the white dragon form quickly, I will be in trouble!"
"Meow!" Xiao Meow felt Xiao Fan's consciousness and opened her mouth and called out.
"By the way, Xiaomei! How about you help me go out and give the old guy the final blow?" Xiao Fan asked quickly.
"Meow..." Unexpectedly, Xiao Meow shook his head, turned around and ran away.
"Holy shit..." Xiao Fan was speechless.
Animals have the most sensitive intuition. This little cat must have sensed how scary Zeng Cuo was and didn't dare to go out and challenge him.
But Xiao Fan didn't blame it. After all, it was just a larvae. With the instinct of animals, this was reasonable.
The only thing he is looking forward to now is malaria!
At the same time, he also prepared the fairy soul marrow in his own small world. If Zeng Cuo unleashed the final blow on him before malaria had time to appear, he would detonate the fairy soul marrow himself.
It's such a pity, but there is no choice!
But in the sky, the two people were still facing each other.
"What's the matter, Zeng Cuo? You should still have a lot of strength left, right? I'm powerless now. If you want to kill me, just come over! Are you afraid that I will suddenly use some means to kill you?"
Can't you fight back?" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth.
"You brat, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?" Zeng Cuo's heart moved, and he once again focused the power of the immortal essence on his eyes.
"Demon Eyes, let me see clearly everything that will happen next!"
Immediately afterwards, Zeng Cuo's eyes reflected what would happen next.
Although it was only a moment, the scene was that of Zeng Cuo rushing forward and piercing Xiao Fan's chest, but Xiao Fan had no power to resist!
"Humph, I see...I know, you are just stalling for time and making excuses!" Zeng Cuo laughed ferociously, stuck out his tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and rolled the blood into his mouth.
"Really? Why didn't you rush over and give me a fatal blow even though you knew I was making a fool of myself? Now I really have no power to fight back..." Xiao Fan said, tapping on his chest.
: "Come here and penetrate my chest!"
That position is exactly the same as what Zeng Cuo saw in Demon Eyes!
"Yao Tong's prediction will not be wrong. Since you want to die, I will help you!" Zeng Cuo's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He suddenly moved his feet and dug his claws towards Xiao Fan's chest!
"Damn it, I asked you to hit you and you really hit me!" Xiao Fan was startled and saw Zeng Cuo's figure getting bigger and bigger in his eyes...
"I have no choice but to use this last resort!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and thought at the same time, and injected the remaining trace of power into the small world.
Tens of thousands of immortal soul marrows suddenly flew up together, and their whole bodies burst into colorful light!
However, as soon as these lights were released, they stopped silently!
"What?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank!
He didn't expect this to happen at all!
At this moment, Zeng Cuo's figure had already rushed in front of him, less than three feet!
"Let me open your chest, dig out your heart and chew it raw!" Zeng Cuo already felt like winning, but just in case, he still released the last remaining power and enveloped Xiao Fan.
On the body, it is completely bound to ensure that it is foolproof!
"Oops!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and was about to release the Medicine King Divine Cauldron to resist the blow, but a glorious palm stretched out from his chest and easily grabbed Zeng Cuo's wrist, causing his hand to
The claws can't get any closer!
"Holy shit! You scared me to death. You damn thing, why did you come out now? I almost died, you know?" Upon seeing this, Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and his heart dropped.
He came down and cursed in great displeasure.
"Come on, even if I don't show up, you already have a way to deal with him, right?" Mal's lazy voice came into Xiao Fan's ears, and seemed so kind.
"Bullshit method!" Xiao Fan rolled his eyelids and said unhappily.
The solution? He really has one!
Release the Medicine King Divine Cauldron, and then hide in it.
No matter how powerful Zeng Cuo is, he can't do anything to the Medicine King Divine Cauldron.
As long as Xiao Fan can hide for a stick of incense, he will be able to recover most of his physical strength. If the speed of strength recovery is based on, Xiao Fan is confident that Zeng Cuo cannot compare with him.
In this way, he will have another chance to fight.
It is absolutely impossible for him to be killed anyway.
But if this happens, this battle will become even more unpredictable.
And Zeng Cuo may also escape. It will be extremely difficult to have such a perfect opportunity to kill him.
If Zeng Cuo wants to run away, he must run back to Donghao Immortal Palace. The overall strength of Donghao Immortal Palace is several times stronger than Jiuyan Immortal Palace, and it is definitely not a behemoth that Xiao Fan can fight against now!
"What...what's going on?" The one who was most surprised was Zeng Cuo!
His originally unsuspicious blow, the already secured victory, was completely interrupted by the sudden appearance of a hand!
Moreover, this hand looked slender and weak, but it grabbed his wrist and made it impossible for him to struggle at all!
"Although it is indeed unjustifiable for us to have several people fighting each other, for a vicious person like you, how can there be any fairness or unfairness?" Mal said as he stepped out of Xiao Fan's body.
At this time, Mali no longer looked like the immature child before, but turned into a high-spirited young man, with an even more evil look on his handsome and delicate face!
A terrifying aura was released from him inadvertently.
"Good guy, it's just as I expected. After swallowing the white dragon form, you did reach the level of King Immortal!" Xiao Fan couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised after feeling it.
"It's okay. The more souls I recover, the greater the increase in my cultivation level will be. I originally planned to cultivate quietly for a while to increase my strength even more. It's a pity that you are in a hurry here.
, I have no choice but to take action in advance!" Ma Ma curled his lips and said: "What a pity, otherwise...my strength will definitely not be only the eighth-grade Wang Immortal here!"
"Eighth Immortal King!" Xiao Fan and Zeng Cuo gasped at the same time.
It's okay for Xiao Fan, after all, he is one of his own.
Zeng Cuo, on the other hand, was completely confused.
how so?
Why is this happening?
Zeng Cuo's mind was extremely confused.
Why was it that the victory that should have been his own was reversed in an instant?
And the other party, a master of the eighth level of King Immortal suddenly appeared?
Deep down in Zeng Cuo's heart, he already thought that he was dead.
Even he himself has lost his self-confidence, which further shows that he is completely desperate.
Eighth-grade Wangxian?
If your physical strength is at its peak, you still have room to fight.
But now the power in the body has been exhausted. Not to mention the masters of the eighth-level Wang Immortal, even if a first-level Golden Immortal appears now, he can easily kill him!
"It's not fair...it's not fair!" Zeng Cuo suddenly yelled like crazy.
"Fair? Humph, it's really ridiculous. How can there be any fairness in this world? The law of the jungle is the eternal law. Haven't you been following such rules and doing various things?"
He snorted coldly and said: "When you bully others, you should also think that one day you too will..."
"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!" Zeng Cuo didn't hear what Ma was saying at all, his whole expression became muddled, and he kept mumbling the same sentence over and over again.
"Forget it, give him a good time, his heart has collapsed!" Xiao Fan sighed.
"That's fine...but...his demon pupils are pretty good. It would be nice to get them as magic weapons!" Mal raised his eyebrows, smiled evilly, then hooked the tip of his other finger, and Zeng Cuo immediately let out a cry.
A scream.
Blood spurted out along the left side of his cheek.
An eyeball of various colors floated next to Mali.
"Oh my, is this the demon pupil? A magical eye that can predict what will happen next... This is extremely rare!" He licked his lips, stretched out his hand again and said, "Yes, let's give the other one too.
Let me come out!"
"Stop it!" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded like thunder in the sky, and then a hole was torn open in the sky. A big hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed Zeng Cuo's body, and pulled him backwards.
A tug!
Zeng Cuo's arm began to break apart layer by layer at the point where the malaria caught it.
"Dare you steal my prey?" Mal's face darkened, and just as he was about to attack, Xiao Fan quickly shouted: "Ma, it's dangerous!"