"You just said that as long as I defeat you, you will let the three of them go?" Xiao Long stared at him and said.
After hearing this, Haotian said coldly: "Defeat? You will not be able to defeat me within a hundred years. As long as you can survive ten moves under my hands, I will let them go."
Xiao Long stared at him intently, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You don't have to wait a hundred years, I can do it now!"
As soon as these words came out, Haotian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes gradually became cold.
"Are you entertaining me?"
Xiao Long narrowed his eyes and said, "Do I seem like a joker?"
When Xiao Bai heard this, he thought Xiao Long was going to activate his demonic state, so he quickly sent a message to him: "Brother Xiao, don't be impulsive!"
Xiao Long glanced at Xiao Bai, showed a relaxed smile, and sent a message: "Don't worry, I'm measured!"
Hearing such a reply, Xiao Bai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know what method Xiao Long was going to use.
Besides demonization, are there any other means?
Haotian's face kept changing. After a long time, he said coldly: "Okay, I can give you a chance. Now, as long as you pass three moves in my hands, I will let them go!"
When Dong He next to him heard this, his original anger suddenly disappeared, and his face was filled with ecstasy.
A fourth-level Saint King who dares to fight Haotian with three moves is not seeking death.
Not to mention three moves, Xiao Long can be killed in one move!
Dong He was so excited that he almost laughed out loud. He thought that Xiao Long would escape. With his talent, after practicing for a hundred years, he might be able to fight Haotian. Unexpectedly, he got tired of living and sought death.
No wonder he is.
"Haha! Three moves in your hands? When will I, Xiao Long, do three moves in the hands of others?"
Xiao Long's eyes were cold and stern, exuding an indescribable arrogance, like a god looking down at all living beings.
Seeing Xiao Long's temperament, Haotian was startled, and suddenly felt insignificant and neglected.
"Haotian, as long as you can block this move of mine, I, Xiao Long, will commit suicide and die!" Xiao Long's eyes flashed with brilliance, and the overwhelming aura spread out, forming the shape of a god.
Hearing this, Haotian smiled instead of getting angry: "What a shameless statement! I want to see how you, a mere fourth-level Saint King, can make me unable to resist!"
But Xiao Long stretched out his hand, and a dark spear appeared in his palm.
This spear is the Demonic Dragon Spear! The tip of the spear is the Burning Sky Tower!
Haotian's pupils shrank. The gun didn't look like an imperial treasure, but it gave him a faint sense of crisis, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.
"So you still have a trump card, but it's nothing more than that! The gap in strength is not so easy to make up for!" Haotian shook his head, not to mention whether a fourth-level Saint King could exert the power of the Emperor's Spiritual Treasure. Even if he could, it still couldn't be made up for.
The difference in strength!
Even Dong He couldn't make a single move in his hands using the Emperor's Spiritual Treasure, let alone Xiao Long.
Dong He was stunned when he saw the spear in Xiao Long's hand, his eyes almost bulging out.
So, when Xiao Long attacked the City Lord's Mansion just now, he didn't use all his strength?
What does this mean? If you don’t use all your strength to fight him, what do you think of him?
Dong He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and trembled all over.
His self-esteem was severely hit.
"Kill! He must be killed. Unless this thief is eliminated, God will not tolerate it!" Dong He clenched his fists, and his eyes were filled with fierce light, as if he was going crazy.
Xiao Long held the Demonic Dragon Spear tightly, and nine flaming black dragons wound up from the bottom of the spear, like nine dragons surrounding a pillar.
Then, a flash of lightning flashed, and bright thunder and lightning erupted from the tip of the spear. Under the flames, it became more and more violent. The surrounding space collapsed instantly, with a radius of hundreds of miles, covered with dense cracks.
After a while, the Law of Flame and the Law of Thunder merged together, and the entire gun turned black and purple. The tip and body of the gun could no longer be seen clearly, and it looked like a rioting thunder-fire stick.
Xiao Long's face turned pale and he clenched his teeth.
"Give it to me!"
Under Xiao Long's urging, the black-purple energy in the gun body gradually extended towards the gun head, and finally condensed at the gun head.
That point is restrained to the extreme, like compressing a sea into a drop of water. Once released, the world will collapse!
Seeing that bit of terrifying energy, Dong He's face turned pale.
If the power of the previous sky fire thunderstorm only reached the limit of the Martial Emperor, and Dong He could easily break through it, the power of this shot directly approached the second-level Martial Emperor, and even he had to go all out to deal with it.
How could such a peerless monster appear in Kirishima!
After not leaving for a hundred thousand years, are all the geniuses in the Middle-earth God Realm so powerful now?
"I didn't expect that you, a Saint King, could unleash such an attack!" Haotian showed a look of great interest.
"But, it's nothing more than that. If you only rely on this move, I can break it with just a flip of my hand!"
Haotian shook his head.
The power of Xiao Long's move now reached that of a second-level Martial Emperor, but he still didn't take it seriously, and it only slightly surprised him.
The Holy King Realm will always be the Holy King Realm! It cannot be changed!
Xiao Bai bit his lip, feeling extremely anxious. Although Xiao Long's move was powerful, it could not be Haotian's opponent!
If it really didn't work, she could only resort to desperate moves.
Haotian pulled out his sword, and the faint law of wind poured into the sword, making a loud sword whistling sound, and the sword edge was constantly trembling.
This was just a random sword strike without any special means.
But he is a third-level Martial Emperor, and a casual move can be enough to end life or death! Even if Xiao Long uses all his methods, it is still not worth his casual sword!
Looking at Haotian's sword, Xiao Long gritted his teeth and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
"Not enough! This is not enough!" Xiao Long knew that the power of this spear was beyond his limit, but for a third-level Martial Emperor, it was far from enough.
"Dark Witch!"
"Master!" The black wizard, with only half his body left, appeared in the outside world.
"Release your law of death!" Xiao Long ordered.
"Yes! Master!"
The aura of death emerged from the black witch's body and was released towards Xiao Long's Demonic Dragon Spear.
"This is..." Haotian was shocked and lost his voice.
Dong He's expression changed wildly, as if he had seen a ghost. Xiao Bai covered his mouth, too shocked to speak.
Xiao Long, want to fuse the power of three laws?
Moreover, is it still integrating into other people’s rules?
Is it possible?
"Haha! It's so stupid. Even Emperor Wu can't integrate the three laws, let alone rely on other people's laws. Lord Haotian, this person doesn't need to take action, he will suffer the backlash and die!" Donghe laughed happily.
He laughed and shook his head at Xiao Long's overestimating behavior.
"Brother Xiao! I believe you!" After Xiaobai was shocked, he prayed for Xiao Long in his heart.