C90 (2/2)

Long Tianhao was most proficient at close combat, so he directly used the Lightning Shocking Art to the extreme and very strangely appeared behind Mingquan. He fiercely punched straight towards Mingquan's back, and was just about to succeed.

Long Tianhao couldn't help but be joyous, but Mingquan actually turned around abruptly, and punched out with an extremely fast speed, meeting Long Tianhao head on. In an instant, Long Tianhao was pushed back more than ten metres, while Mingquan took half a step back.

”Brat, a pretty good movement technique, but it's useless against me. Although I can't see your cultivation level, but from the collision just now, I could feel that you have not reached the Large Success stage yet, and are not even a Scattered Immortal. No matter how strong you are, you are still not my opponent.

Your physical body is very strong, but I am an scattered demon of the fifth tribulation.

Looking at the sneering face of Mingquan, Long Tianhao was also extremely shocked in his heart. The sneak attack that he had launched just now had actually been blocked by him, and the opponent was actually a Five Calamity Scattered Immortal.

But fortunately, Long Tianhao had only used eighty percent of his strength earlier and had not used his full strength yet. It was unknown who would win, so Long Tianhao completely ignored Mingquan's sneer and fiercely rushed forward once again.

This time, Long Tianhao used all of his strength, and even completely displayed his movement skills, clashing against Mingquan again and again.

The more Long Tianhao fought, the easier it became for him, and the more Mingquan became apprehensive. He felt that the more Long Tianhao fought, the stronger he became, and the harder he could do anything about it.

Long Tianhao battled with his fists one by one, continuously mastering the techniques Tian Rou taught him. His speed became faster and faster, the battle between the two was so fast that the naked eye could not see clearly, and he dodged another of Mingquan's punches.

Long Tianhao seized the opportunity and finally seized the opportunity to kick Mingquan in the abdomen, directly kicking Mingquan flying tens of metres away. Long Tianhao stood up and looked at Mingquan, who was not far away from him with a smile.

At this time, Mingquan had already stood up, because they were protected by his armor, he was not injured at all, but his face was gloomy, he actually got kicked by a junior, that was simply unforgivable.

That being the case, then don't blame me for being merciless. Although the Sect Leader has instructed me to capture you, I think that even if I were to bring your corpse back, the Sect Leader would not say anything.

Mingquan's face was filled with malice. He was truly angry, he had not dealt with a junior for a long time, and had instead been humiliated by him. This was a type of insult.

The Devilish Qi s all over Mingquan's body tumbled, a pitch black armor appeared on his body, Long Tianhao felt that it was a top tier Spiritual Artifact s armor, he had possessed it back then, but unfortunately it was destroyed.

Then, with a flip of his hand, Mingquan took out a magic blade from his body. The magic blade was wrapped with Devilish Qi s and there was a chill as though it had come from hell.

”Sect Head also thinks highly of you for letting me bring this Ghost Tyrant Saber here. No matter how strong your body is, it cannot stop the power of the demonic equipment. Die, brat.” Mingquan held the Ghostly Tyrant Blade in his hand, with a face filled with a ghastly intent, which was rather terrifying.

Long Tianhao was also secretly complaining in his heart. This Mingquan was already strong to begin with, and now with the addition of a Magic Weapon, it would be difficult for him to be confident. This Netherworld Demon Sect was thinking too highly of him.