Equal

With Godhead and Scarlet Hell, Ming Hao and Li Fu turned out to be equal.

Zhang Fu was also surprised in his heart, how could he burst out with such a powerful power when he saw this young man who had been promoted to the middle rank of the fifth order.

At this time, Zhang Fu no longer bothered to check the matter of Shengdan, and the young man in front of him was a great rival.

But Ming Hao can't say if he's suffering.

This kind of attack can only last a few times, and Zhang Fu can't be retained with just a few attacks.

But when Ming Hao saw Zhang Fuyan waiting, he was also so happy, now it's a little longer to delay it for a while.

Ming Hao's eyes were staring at Zhang Fu, stepping on the seaside boulder and moving slowly, just not attacking, Zhang Fu was also nervously looking at Ming Hao, for this young man with endless means, Zhang Fu didn't know how much surprise he could give himself in his next attack.

At this time, only the sound of waves crashing against the stones was heard.

Looking at the young man in front of him spinning in circles, Zhang Fu couldn't help but feel a little upset, and attacked with the idea of trying.

With the sound of two breaking winds, two white needles stabbed at Ming Hao one after the other.

Ming Hao still held the sword in his right hand and met it.

The tip of the Huangquan Sword accurately hit the tip of the white needle in front of it, and a powerful force erupted from the junction, but Ming Hao, the white needle behind Zhang Fu, ignored it.

Because one inch is long and one inch is strong, as long as Ming Hao guarantees not to let Zhang Fu break through the attack range of the Huangquan Sword, the white needle behind can be ignored.

Zhang Fu also understood this truth, and the second needle changed direction with the collision, hitting the Huangquan Sword, knocking the Huangquan Sword sideways, and then, Zhang Fu threw the white needle that had just collided with the Huangquan Sword.

Facing the white needles that were getting closer and closer in front of him, Ming Hao did not show a look of fear, nor did he dodge.

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Qingtian Thorn, I don't know when, Ming Hao has already taken out the Qingtian Thorn in his left hand, in the sword and dagger, it is obvious that Ming Hao's dagger is better used.

Qingtian thorn shook a sword flower in Ming Hao's hand, and hit Zhang Fu sideways, Huangquan Sword was not idle, and with Ming Hao's side, Huangquan Sword also slashed towards Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu's white needle has been knocked down by Ming Hao, and now there is only one left, and there is no way to resist Ming Hao's attacks in both directions, but something that makes Ming Hao speechless has happened.

Zhang Fu took out another one from the cuff.

In fact, there were a total of four white needles when Zhang Fu obtained them, and they were not weapons, just four parts on a powerful tool, but the texture was hard and sharp, and it was relatively easy to carry, so Zhang Fu took them as a self-defense weapon.

With the extra white needles, Zhang Fu caught the damage of the Huangquan Sword and the Heavenly Thorn.

After that, Ming Hao attacked Zhang Fu several times with a faster speed, but they were all blocked, and neither of them took the slightest advantage in this battle.

As the battle continued, the suction on the godhead became stronger and stronger, and Ming Hao gradually felt a blackness in front of him, knowing that he couldn't hold on for long.

Zhang Fu also felt that the strength of the young man in front of him was constantly weakening, "It seems that this is the power that he burst out in an instant through some magical exercises, it won't be too long." ”

After Zhang Fu figured it out, he changed his defensive position just now and counterattacked with the powerful strength of the pseudo-king rank.

The two white needles were constantly flying in the air, as if weaving a beautiful silk.

Ming Hao finally couldn't hold on after taking it a few times, and after barely breaking out of a bloody hell to force Zhang Fu away, Ming Hao quickly retreated, if he didn't use the power of the blood explosion, Ming Hao had no doubt that there was no chance left.

Although I don't know what the reason is, the backlash of the blood explosion is not as strong as in the introduction, but after use, it is also a blood qi surge, and there is no way to use it for the second time in a short period of time.

Therefore, Ming Hao didn't want to fight with Zhang Fu for the time being, so he didn't use the blood blast.

Now as long as Zhang Fu is entangled, and when Li Qing finishes absorbing the power of the Holy Pill, he can almost conclude that Zhang Fu is dead.

Seeing Ming Hao retreating, Zhang Fu did not pursue, but continued to rush towards Misty City, in his eyes, Ming Hao, who had already erupted, could not threaten himself in a short time, with the lessons of these two days, he himself understood that it was too difficult to catch up with Ming Hao, so it was better to go back first to solve the threat brought by the Holy Pill, as long as Li Qing died, the overall situation could be decided.

Ming Hao watched Zhang Fu gallop away, and did not immediately chase after him, but took a breath on the spot, and after calming the suction brought by the godhead, he went with Zhang Fu, and his mouth was not idle, and all kinds of words that could usually make Zhang Fu jump like thunder came out.

But Zhang Fu was not moved at all, he just wanted to rush back to Misty City wholeheartedly, and when Ming Hao had just stopped him, Zhang Fu had already determined that his King-Rank Saint Pill had been lost, because he had also absorbed the Saint Pill.

Three days.

If you want to have a chance to steal the Holy Pill, you can only leave the mansion after the news of Wu Wei's death comes, and forget it, today is the third day.

When he was about halfway through the journey, Ming Hao finally relieved the suction of the godhead and entangled Zhang Fu again.

Facing Ming Hao who rushed up, Zhang Fu was very surprised, "Such a powerful skill can be used continuously?"

The battle was inevitable, and at this time, Zhang Fu had already figured it out, so he attacked with all his strength, forcing Ming Hao to fight hard with himself a few times, and Ming Hao, who had fought hard a few times, retreated obediently.

However, these days of chasing and killing and the two full-strength attacks just now, Zhang Fu's current dou qi consumption is also very large, even if the cultivation of the pseudo-king level, in the face of such a heavy consumption, it is also necessary to face it, in the pursuit, Ming Hao is dou qi consumption is too large can find a place to cultivate and recover, Zhang Fu is not so leisurely, all the time is not tense nerves, dealing with Ming Hao who does not know when to jump out.

Under these two head-on confrontations, Ming Hao knew that the pseudo-king rank was indeed much stronger than the seventh order, no wonder Li Qing and Wang Wei were so afraid of Zhang Fu, the difference between these two orders was not the same level.

Minghao sighed.

"This is a pseudo-king-level, and I don't know if the king-level attack from my blood explosion and blood-colored hell can hit him hard. ”

However, although the king rank is more powerful than the pseudo-king rank that is promoted by taking the Holy Pill, it can't do a casual attack to severely damage a pseudo-king rank.

As time passed, it got closer and closer to Misty City.

Ming Hao could faintly see the not-so-grand walls of Misty City, and it would only take a moment to reach it.

At this time, two hours have passed with Zhang Fu when he wants to return, which is twice the time estimated by Zhang Fu and Ming Hao, but the time is still not enough, Ming Hao can only be in a hurry, and now the suction power of the godhead is still very large, and there is no way to use it in a short time.

Without the assistance of the power of the godhead, Ming Hao is not sure that he can continue to hold Zhang Fu back, and the rest can only depend on whether Wang Wei has completed the task in the past few days.