The corners of Po Meng's mouth curved into a sarcastic arc.
"Haotian, you are defeated!"
"You'd better admit defeat obediently!"
Haotian simply couldn't withstand his blow.
Screamed.
Immediately afterwards, the body flew out directly, and blood spurted out from the mouth.
There were also many scars on his body.
"No way, no way..."
"How could you have such great power."
"You must have used some secret technique to improve your strength!"
Haotian shouted, not willing to get hurt.
From what he saw, Po Meng must have borrowed Hou Tu's power.
Otherwise it wouldn't be so powerful!
"Get out of my way!"
Haotian drank in a low voice, and all the strength in his body exploded.
He wanted to push away Po Meng who was standing in front of him.
Po Meng stood where she was without moving.
Instead, he raised his hands and slowly clenched his fists, and a majestic fairy light burst out from all over his body.
With an aura of destruction.
Haotian only resisted for a while but couldn't hold on anymore.
The figure kept shrinking back, and the expression on his face was also extremely frightened.
In the end, his body hit the ground and he barely managed to stabilize his body.
His face became extremely pale.
Haotian let out a shrill howl.
"How could I be defeated by him? I am in the realm of a saint!"
"impossible!"
Haotian couldn't believe what he saw.
His body was covered with blood and scars, and he looked very miserable.
There was a look of horror in his eyes.
The shock that Po Meng had just given him was too profound.
He even felt it.
Even if the opponent's deity Houtu comes in person, he may not be able to do what he just did.
How could it be possible for a mere three corpses to have such powerful power!
"you lose!"
Po Meng spoke indifferently, with no expression on her face.
Haotian's face instantly became extremely ugly.
He is the Heavenly Emperor of Heaven, the Lord in charge of all immortals.
How could you lose!
"I will never admit defeat!"
Haotian roared angrily, activated his magic power again and rushed out.
He knew that Po Meng's fighting ability far exceeded his own, but he was still unwilling to accept this fact.
No matter what, he must keep fighting!
"court death!"
Po Meng's eyes were extremely cold.
Looking at Haotian rushing over, his body turned into a meteor and rushed towards the opponent quickly.
"I am a master in the saint realm, and I am the Emperor of Heaven!"
Haotian roared repeatedly.
The figure moved quickly, dodging Meng Po's offensive.
A long sword suddenly appeared in his palm, and countless rays of sword light were instantly cut out.
Po Meng raised her eyebrows slightly.
He also swung his sword to fight back without hesitation.
The sword light danced, covering the sky and the sun.
Countless sword lights collided with each other in mid-air, directly cutting through the space and tearing everything apart!
Haotian is worthy of being the Emperor of Heaven, with extraordinary strength.
Although he was seriously injured, he still cannot be underestimated!
The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and neither could do anything to the other.
"Hahaha! Do you think you can defeat me with such strength?"
"That's ridiculous, you're so naive!"
Haotian laughed wildly, and the ferocious look on his face became even more crazy.
His arm suddenly shook, and the long sword instantly turned into afterimages and rushed out in all directions.
Po Meng's pupils suddenly shrank, sensing danger.
Boom!
Sword lights exploded one after another, destroying the surrounding void.
"damn it!"
Po Meng cursed secretly and hurriedly activated her magic power to rush back.
Escaped Haotian's attack.
"Meng Po, just wait, I will definitely defeat you!"
After Haotian's words fell, his whole person disappeared in place again.
Po Meng's expression changed slightly.
Haotian's speed was extremely fast.
This guy is really difficult to deal with!
Po Meng was wary. She swayed and disappeared from the same place. When she appeared again, she was a hundred miles away.
The sword radiated in all directions, tearing apart the space.
When the two of them clashed, the world seemed to be completely destroyed.
A violent wave of air swept across madly.
The ground was overturned, and the entire mountain and the entire forest were affected.
The collision of sword light and sword light exploded, and the energy generated spread to the entire void.
Po Meng's body was affected by the energy and immediately fell to the ground.
But he didn't care at all, stepping on the air with his feet.
The figure quickly stopped.
There was a twinkle in his eyes, and a playful smile on his lips.
"I told you, you are no match for me."
Po Meng stared at Haotian indifferently, with no expression on her face.
Haotian trembled all over.
Feeling the terrifying coercion emanating from Po Meng, her face became increasingly ugly.
He felt it.
If he really fought with him, he would definitely lose miserably and would not have any chance of winning.
He didn't want to fight either.
But this is Daozu’s order. If Daozu doesn’t speak, he must stick to it!
"Without further ado!"
"Let's keep fighting!"
Haotian gritted his teeth and rushed over again.
"Since you are looking for abuse, then I will help you!"
Po Meng's face was cold, and the magic power on her body surged with power.
boom!
The two met again.
Haotian kept retreating, his face full of pain.
But Po Meng became more and more excited with the beating.
"He is worthy of being a saint of heaven!"
"You can actually withstand several of my attacks. It seems you have some strength!"
Po Meng thought to herself.
This Haotian is a huge threat.
If he is not eliminated, sooner or later he will become a master on the side of heaven.
Haotian also felt a little anxious at this time.
He knew that he was not as strong as Meng Po, but he didn't want to give up, and he was even more unwilling to do so.
"No, I can definitely win!"
Haotian screamed in his heart.
He has gone completely crazy!
At any cost, we must defeat Po Meng and make him pay a heavy price!
"You'd better admit defeat obediently!"
"I don't want to kill you in the competition!"
Po Meng sneered.
Haotian's face turned gloomy.
"Don't even think about it!"
"I am the Emperor of Heaven, how can I surrender to you?"
The long sword in Haotian's hand waved again.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light is flying.
A solemn look flashed across Po Meng's face.
Haotian's sword technique is extremely powerful. Although it is only one sword technique, it contains infinite changes.
He could only rely on his strength to resist, which put him at an absolute disadvantage.
A sneer appeared on Haotian's face.
His cultivation has reached the ninth level of the saint and is about to enter the realm of harmony.
The swordsmanship has reached a very terrifying state.
As long as you don't encounter a super master in the realm of saints, it is basically impossible to resist.
He believed that his swordsmanship would definitely defeat the opponent.
"Aren't you very strong? Aren't you very powerful?"
"It's better for you to admit defeat now! Haha!"
Haotian laughed loudly, his eyes filled with a proud smile.
He rushed towards Po Meng again.
"act recklessly!"
"Since you are seeking death, I will help you!"
Po Meng snorted coldly and ran forward quickly.
Haotian's body couldn't help but move backwards.
He did not dare to resist Po Meng's attack.
