Chapter 1552: The confidence to surpass others!
After a few moves between Long Aotian and the Immortal Boss, Long Aotian felt that he was about to die.
The Immortal Boss looked at him coldly as he knelt on one knee with his palm supporting the ground, and couldn't help but reveal a smug smile.
The plum blossom spear was right under the feet of the Sanxian boss. He hooked his instep and kicked the spear. The plum blossom spear flew sideways and Long Aotian hurried to catch it. He was hit in the chest by the spear and flew backwards, lying on the ground.
"You and Zhao Ritian have pretty good energies."
The leader of the scattered immortals looked at his sword and said, "I have been in the martial arts world for more than 20 years. I should say that your true qi is the best I have ever seen. Unfortunately..."
He looked at Long Aotian: "That's all my ability is."
Long Aotian held the Plum Blossom Spear, tried to stand up, and looked at the Sanxian Boss: "You are not bad. I have been in the martial arts world for so long, and you are considered to be quite capable. But..."
Long Aotian spat: "There's nothing to be amazed at."
The Sanxian boss laughed: "Interesting."
As he said that, he rushed over and slashed with his sword.
Long Aotian held the gun with both hands to block.
The moment the single-blade cut into the gun barrel, it suddenly stretched forward, the guard clamped the gun barrel, and the blade pressed down.
Long Aotian tried hard to bear it, but the blade still cut into his shoulder.
The Sanxian boss held the knife in one hand, smiling, and continued to increase his strength:
"Frankly speaking, for someone of your level to be able to fight me for so long, I should be praising you."
"Long Aotian, don't think you are so special. I have killed countless talented warriors!"
"Genius is just the threshold to meet me."
"Who among those who have made it to this day in this bloody and cruel world is not gifted and has practiced hard for many years?"
"It's ridiculous to think that you can defeat someone much stronger than you just because you have some kind of kingly aura."
"If levels have no power to suppress, then what is the point of humans studying ancient martial arts and determining levels?"
"You just haven't thought this through."
The Immortal Boss said this while exerting force with one hand. Long Aotian could not hold on any longer. Blood kept flowing from his shoulder and his arms were shaking.
But the look in his eyes when he looked at the Immortal Boss was burning with fire!
Long Aotian suddenly tilted the gun barrel to give the blade an advantage, and then he tilted his body and escaped sideways from the blade of the immortal leader.
A dragon turned around and kicked the spear barrel. The spear straightened instantly, and the spear tip went straight for the throat of the immortal leader.
The immortal leader dodged with a smile, knocked the gun barrel away with his sword, then pressed down the gun barrel, his body rushed forward, and got close to Long Aotian!
Long Aotian immediately changed his tactics and used the gun to quickly hold up the single sword.
The Immortal Boss smiled and pressed the barrel of his gun, and the blade cut into Long Aotian's shoulder once again.
He smiled and said, "I can completely suppress you with just one hand. This is the level. Do you understand?"
Long Aotian said with difficulty: "Like you in Shixianju, where Li Dabai treated you as a pet?"
The Sanxian boss instantly became furious: "You stubborn little brat!"
He pressed down with one hand: "Damn it! If it weren't for you three idiots, the plan of the seven brothers wouldn't be so messed up, and we wouldn't suffer such a great humiliation! The Emperor Fire of the three of you is ours! Your magic weapons are also ours! And your lives are also ours!"
Long Aotian glared at him: "Watch out for your eldest sister, and keep your distance! Otherwise, without her range formation, if I don't chop you down, you will be rotten from the inside out first, which will be meaningless."
The Sanxian boss gnashed his teeth and said, "You are just like that Zhao Ritian, you have a mouth that deserves a beating!"
After that, Sanxian Boss held the knife with both hands and said, "Let me cut it in half for you!"
Long Aotian took a deep breath: "If I was willing to kill you, why didn't I kill you long ago? Don't you just want to capture you alive and get the Emperor's Fire? Since you want it so badly, I'll show you! Xuanyuan - Baidi -"
Long Aotian roared: "Fire——!"
The Immortal Boss suddenly felt a chill that penetrated his bones, passing through the blade and into his palm.
Looking over there, that beautiful plum blossom spear was glowing with cold light!
And ice has begun to form on the blade of his sword!
The whole knife began to feel extremely cold, and the cold air invaded through the palm of his hand at a terrifying speed!
The leader of the scattered immortals quickly drew out his single sword, jumped backwards, and used his inner strength to shatter the ice on the sword and dissipate the coldness in his arms!
"The White Emperor Fire is indeed overbearing!"
Long Aotian leaned on his gun, took a deep breath, and adjusted his internal energy.
"To be honest, with your level, I should praise you for forcing me to use the White Emperor Fire."
"Don't think you're so special. I've killed countless warriors who are higher in level than me!"
"You said genius is just the threshold to meet you? I'm sorry, but in my eyes, Long Aotian, no one in this world can be considered a genius except me."
"Level? If the meaning of level is that the higher level ones will definitely beat the lower level ones, I should have accepted my fate and died long ago!"
"Those who believe in rank are all wimps who are not strong enough in their hearts and can only look down on the weak!"
"After all these years, you haven't even thought about investing in such a small matter. Are you qualified to talk about it in front of me, Long Aotian?"
The face of the Sanxian leader was extremely gloomy: "Damn it! I hate the way you two look so arrogant. Without the aura of a king and the fire of an emperor, you are nothing!"
The immortal leader charges with a knife!
Long Aotian gritted his teeth and thrust his gun forward!
"Don't compare me with Zhao Ritian! He is a fool with talent but no brains! And I..."
The two men fought with swords and spears, and Long Aotian looked at the immortal leader with a sinister smile.
"It's your nightmare!"
"Arrogant!"
The immortal leader suppressed the opponent with his strength, knocked the spear away with his sword, and went straight to Long Aotian’s face!
Long Aotian swung his spear away, twisted his body, and turned around. The spear came out at a strange angle, like a nimble and ferocious snake, and stabbed at the face of the immortal boss again!
The Immortal Boss drew his sword in time to defend himself, but Long Aotian had already changed his tactics. He shook his spear and pointed it directly at the wrist of the Immortal Boss holding the sword!
The leader of the scattered immortals was shocked. He did not expect that Long Aotian's spear skills were so varied. He quickly turned his wrist and circled the spear shaft several times with his single sword to hold it down.
However, Long Aotian's spear once again dissipated the power of the single sword, and he went around it, stabbing at the eyes of the Sanxian boss again at a tricky angle!
The leader of the scattered immortals went to sweep alone, but swept away everything!
Knowing that things were not going well, he quickly retreated!
He retreated quickly, seven or eight meters away. Before he could stand firm, Long Aotian was already behind him.
"That's it?"
The leader of the scattered immortals turned around in horror and chopped with his sword, but it missed again!
Long Aotian's spear was already at his throat.
The Sanxian boss was extremely shocked: "You..."
Long Aotian had a blank expression on his face: "You've been bragging for so long, are you tired?"












