A hint of unease finally appeared on Shi Ritian's face.

Tang Xuan is too unpredictable; he has so many trump cards that even Tang Xuan himself is struggling to keep up.

This remnant soul is probably no longer enough to kill Tang Xuan.

Shi Ritian even felt a pang of regret.

If I had gone all out from the start, Tang Xuan might already be dead.

Tang Xuan's fighting spirit has now completely boiled over, making it impossible to suppress him any longer.

"So what if there are three kinds of heavenly fire!"

Shi Ritian's power increased, and he had pushed the Great Reincarnation Fist to its limit.

boom!

This time!

The two of them stepped back.

The three-colored flame sword in Tang Xuan's hand was covered with cracks, but it did not break.

"Heh heh, your strength is about to run out!"

"Not bad! Only one move left!"

Shi Ritian did not hide anything.

As arrogant as he was, he had experienced countless battles throughout his life, and victory and defeat were no longer important to him.

"But killing you is still enough!"

Shi Ritian grabbed his right arm with his left hand, and a terrifying force began to gather.

"Oh, they've changed tactics!"

"Hmm, take this Great Extinction Fist, and I'll acknowledge you!"

Shi Ritian looked up, and his figure became incredibly ethereal.

At the same time, a world-destroying power was gathering on his right fist.

Tang Xuan felt a chill run down his spine.

His best option at this moment is to use the Abandoned Heaven Sword, which will surely shatter the Great Extinction Fist and Shi Ritian.

However, using the Abandoned Heaven Sword is tantamount to admitting that he is now inferior to Shi Ritian.

The blood flowing through Tang Xuan's bones is that of pride.

"Okay, let's give it a shot!"

Fire from the void space emerged and condensed within the sword of flames.

Boom!

The four heavenly flames merged together for the first time.

Its overwhelming power was so great that even Tang Xuan found it difficult to suppress.

"Damn, this is a huge mistake!"

Tang Xuan gripped his sword with both hands.

The next moment, the four-colored flame sword soared to ten zhang in height.

The ten-zhang-long giant sword was as heavy as Mount Tai.

Their eyes met.

Tang Xuan and Shi Ritian each committed suicide and fled.

After a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

Only the victors remain, standing proudly in the void.