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Chapter 1103 The battle between the Emperor of Heaven and the Lord of the Underworld(2/2)

"No way, this is absolutely impossible."

He was unwilling to do so.

He tried every means to win the battle, and he also wanted to take revenge.

But he had no choice.

This was an insurmountable gap, which left him helpless.

"Haha, it's really ridiculous. Your opponent should be yourself, not me."

"I don't want to waste my time with you."

"If you still don't admit defeat, then don't blame me!"

Po Meng laughed mockingly.

"Hmph! Don't be too happy too early."

"One day, I will surpass you, just wait!"

Haotian gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, I'll just watch, but before that, you'd better get rid of me first."

A sarcastic smile appeared in Po Meng's eyes.

The next moment, terrifying power emerged from her body.

This is a force that makes people feel panic, and this force makes people feel a little creepy.

It even makes people surrender involuntarily.

"This force is so strong!"

Feeling this power, Haotian's pupils shrank sharply.

Po Meng chuckled lightly.

The next moment, her footsteps hit the ground hard.

Suddenly, the entire ground shook violently, as if it might collapse at any time.

Boom!

Violent noises were heard one after another, and a gap opened in the ground.

A powerful suction force appeared out of thin air and instantly enveloped Haotian inside.

"Hmph! If you want to surpass me, you will never do it."

Haotian shouted coldly, and his figure suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Po Meng.

Po Meng raised her hand and grabbed Haotian.

"It's just a three corpses trying to defeat me."

Haotian smiled disdainfully, and his body suddenly turned into a streak of light and rushed towards Po Meng.

"Hmph! A small trick."

Po Meng snorted coldly, a look of contempt flashed in her eyes.

Her speed was as fast as lightning, and she was at Haotian's side in the blink of an eye.

His right fist flew out hard.

boom!

The fists and palms met, creating a muffled thunder-like explosion.

Haotian's body suddenly retreated a hundred thousand feet, with a pale look on his face.

"How is that possible! How can you be so powerful!!"

My pupils contracted violently, I couldn't believe this was true.

His strength is already comparable to the ninth level of a saint.

He also practiced a set of mysterious skills, which were very powerful.

How can you still not beat the opponent!
Chapter completed!
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