"Boom!"
Finally, the two collided.
Under the clash of strength against strength, neither retreated.
Above the twin blades, the bursting power spread out, forming ripples, and diffusing into the surroundings.
At the same time, cracks seemed to appear in the air around them.
This was the power that shredded space; anyone who approached would be torn to pieces.
Even the hardest rocks would turn to dust and ash.
At the same time, their bodies also began to crack bit by bit.
As gusts of wind swept past, Lin Fan's body acquired countless wounds.
Blood flowed out but then merged with the blood blade in his hand, while the Drought's body also began to crumble bit by bit.
Though there was no bleeding, it shattered like a dry stone sculpture.
Yet on its face, not a trace of pain could be seen.
On the contrary, due to extreme excitement, its face became ferocious and twisted.
"Boom!"
Finally, with a loud explosion, the two separated once again.
