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"Damn you brat!" The Nether King gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with coldness.

He thought he would win, but he didn't expect Yan Long to be so difficult.

"Boy, I won't play with you anymore, prepare to die." The Nether King shouted angrily.

While speaking, the Nether King suddenly accelerated, closing the distance with Yan Long in an instant, and stabbed Yan Long's eyebrows with his claws.

"Shua!"

Yan Long's figure was graceful, and he quickly moved to the side to avoid the fatal blow.

"Shua!"

Yan Long danced with his hands, like a ghost, leaving several afterimages in the void, and approached the Nether King in an instant.

The Nether King snorted coldly, pushed forward with both palms.

"Bang!"

"Buzz!"

The two men's fists collided, and the dull explosion and terrifying ripples swept across, blowing up a pile of dust.

"Dengdengdeng!"

Yanlong retreated five or six steps before he stabilized his body, his face solemn.

The Nether King only retreated three steps!

On the surface, he had the advantage.

However, Yanlong knew that if he had not reacted in time, he would have been injured.

"Hiss...¨． ..." Yanlong took a breath of cold air, his face full of fear.

"It is worthy of being a ninth-level monster. In terms of physical body alone, I am not as good as it." Yanlong sighed.

Although he practiced "The Burning World Dragon Code" and reached the peak of the second level, his realm was not enough after all.

Being one level lower, Yan Long couldn't shake the Nether King at all.

"This kid is a bit weird." The Nether King frowned and muttered.

"Boy, surrender obediently. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." The Nether King said grimly.

"Stop talking nonsense, come and take it if you have the ability." Yan Long grinned, not afraid at all.

"Hmph! If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!" The Nether King's face completely sank.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Nether King made a full-scale attack, and his offensive became more and more fierce.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Puff puff puff!"

Bursts of explosions and muffled sounds followed, and the fierce battle caused the ground to collapse and collapse.

After only a dozen moves, Yan Long had completely fallen into a disadvantage.

After all, he was only a seven-star martial artist, four realms behind the Nether King, the gap was too big.

Moreover, Yan Long's fighting skills and moves could not keep up, and he did not understand what cooperation was.

If it were any other martial artist, he would have lost long ago.

Fortunately, Yan Long's body was very strong, with amazing defense, and he managed to stay undefeated.

"Boom!"

Another collision, Yan Long retreated more than ten meters again, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

".ˇ Hum! Is this your strength? It's really weak." The Nether King grinned, looking at Yan Long teasingly.

"You are too happy too early!" Yan Long wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered grimly.

"Hmm?" Feeling the strong breath fluctuations coming from Yan Long, the Nether King frowned immediately.

The aura of Yanlong is gradually rising!

This terrifying power fluctuation is far greater than before!

"How could it be? How did his strength (good) suddenly increase so much?" The Nether King was extremely shocked and horrified.

"Huff--"

"Buzz!"

Yanlong took a deep breath, and the vast spiritual energy in his body surged, gathering in his arms, and then he came out with both palms and attacked fiercely.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Crack!"

"Puff puff puff!"

In an instant, the Nether King retreated step by step and was suppressed to the point of being unable to breathe.

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