Haotian's methods seem endless and never-ending.
Punch after punch, punch after punch, kept hitting Po Meng.
The roaring sound is endless.
A dazzling light burst into the sky.
A huge black hole appeared where the two men met.
Dark cracks continued to spread around.
Po Meng kept attacking Haotian, but she didn't gain any advantage.
This battle lasted so long.
Everyone is at the saint level, and there is no way they can lose so easily.
Trying to find flaws in each other is even more of a joke.
You know, in the past, the realm of saints was the pinnacle of existence!
Po Meng's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and she stared at Haotian tightly without saying a word.
"What other means do you have to defeat me now?"
Haotian asked coldly, exuding overwhelming domineering energy.
"You beat me first and then we talk!"
Po Meng said coldly, flipping her wrist, and the long sword appeared in her hand.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Two sword lights soared into the sky, cutting open the space and continuing to fly towards Haotian.
"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being rude!"
Haotian shouted and burst into brilliant fairy light.
Po Meng's expression changed drastically, and the long sword in her hand quickly swept forward.
With a bang, the sword light struck Haotian's spear.
The terrifying shock wave immediately spread to all directions.
The two attacks collided, creating a violent explosion.
Both of them stepped back hundreds of feet before regaining their balance.
"I have known for a long time that you are not simple, and now it seems that you are really like this."
Po Meng shouted angrily.
Her figure flickered and flew towards Haotian.
The long sword in his hand once again released a dazzling sword light.
Haotian waved the golden spear in his hand again to greet him.
The two collided again, and two more terrifying attacks erupted.
There was a roaring roar.
Streams of bright light exploded in mid-air.
Both of them were knocked back.
""You really amaze me more and more! "
A look of surprise flashed in Po Meng's eyes.
He didn't expect that Haotian's strength would be so abnormal.
Her strength has improved compared to before, but she still cannot easily defeat Haotian.
"Humph, these are nothing!"
Haotian snorted coldly, and charged forward again waving the spear in his hand.
"In this case, I have no choice but to use the strongest moves to deal with it!"
Po Meng's eyes narrowed slightly.
His body trembled suddenly, and the mana all over his body suddenly swelled.
The long sword in his hand suddenly drew a strange arc.
The sword light drew a long trace in the void.
This sword light cut through the void and headed straight towards Haotian with unparalleled power.
Po Meng was completely irritated at this moment.
She wanted to make a quick decision and capture Haotian in the shortest possible time.
"Well done!"
Haotian laughed loudly, waved his arm, and hit Po Meng hard with the golden spear.
Ding!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and sparks flew everywhere.
The spear collided with Po Meng's sharp blade, making a crisp sound.
"Hmph! You can do this again!"
Haotian snorted coldly and started to move continuously with his feet on the seven stars.
Streams of brilliant light kept flying towards Po Meng.
"I want to see what other tricks you have, I want to see how many trump cards you have!"
Po Meng struck again.
The long sword in his hand turned into a meteor and arrived in front of Haotian in an instant.
"Hmph, just trying to hurt me with such an attack is so childish!"
Haotian roared, holding the golden spear with both hands, and stabbed it hard.
Phew!
The golden spear pierced the sharp blade.
A terrifying force was transmitted from the gun, making Po Meng's face turn pale.
Her eyes were full of horror.
How can this be!
"I told you your attack wasn't strong enough!"
Haotian burst out laughing.
Po Meng couldn't believe it. She didn't understand why Haotian's magic was so powerful.
You know, although she practices different techniques.
But they are of the same origin.
It can be said that they are all passed down from Taoist Hongjun.
The immortal skills she has comprehended should be more powerful than Haotian's.
But why did he lose to Haotian?
"This is my magic, it doesn't matter if you don't understand it."
Haotian said indifferently.
There was boundless arrogance in his words.
He is a saint, how can he be afraid of Po Meng?
"Do you think everything will be fine this way?"
Po Meng roared angrily, her eyes red.
Another fierce sword light slashed out.
Haotian's face suddenly condensed, and the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed forward.
The spear and sword light collided fiercely, making an earth-shattering collision sound.
The terrifying energy suddenly swept out.
The space around the two people collapsed, and deep pits appeared on the ground.
Haotian's face turned pale again.
Po Meng's attack was too sharp.
This time he did not dare to underestimate the enemy anymore and immediately used the Immortal Technique to resist Meng Po's attack.
Boom!
The battle between the two reached a stalemate again.
The attacks continued towards each other, filling the world with terrifying and destructive power.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Po Meng's sword swing was so fast that Haotian had no way to avoid it.
I can only resist blindly.
"Hahahaha...Is that all you can do? You really disappoint me!"
Po Meng laughed loudly, and the long sword in her hand quickly spun again.
No matter how fast the spear is, how can it be faster than the rapidly rotating sword!
In an instant, Po Meng blocked all Haotian's attacks.
Streams of brilliant brilliance kept bursting out.
Mixed with wisps of thunder power.
Constantly twisting and changing shapes in the void.
Po Meng's attack speed was too fast, reaching an extreme level.
The long sword struck Haotian with unparalleled sharpness.
"Only this level is enough!"
"Enough to stop you!"
Haotian gritted his teeth and waved his spear again.
There was a terrible crash.
The terrifying aftermath spread in all directions instantly.
The surrounding trees were broken and a mess.
Po Meng's face became ugly again, and she became more convinced of her previous judgment.
She now finally understood why Haotian's cultivation talent was so terrifying.
It turns out that his background is really deep.
"I want you to know my true strength!"
Po Meng launched another attack.
This attack was even faster than before.
Unfortunately, before the attack could get close to Haotian, it was rebounded and reverberated between heaven and earth.
This made Po Meng very angry.
A fierce look flashed in her eyes.
He rushed towards Haotian again, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Haotian again.
The long sword kept making crisp sounds.
One after another, the sharp sword light kept striking at Haotian.
Each time he was blocked by a spear.
The two of them kept fighting like this.
When the monks outside saw this situation, a look of horror appeared on their faces.
They never expected that Haotian would be so powerful.
He actually fought with Po Meng for so long!
