Long Chen knew that this had nothing to do with the purity of bloodline, and there must be other secret techniques in it. His Seven-Secret Sword was passed down to him by Long Zhantian, and Long Zhantian's Seven-Secret Sword Technique was not inherited, but was realized by himself.

But Long Tianrui is different. She is an ancient strong man and has inherited many magical powers. What she has learned is definitely not comparable to Long Zhantian.

To put it bluntly, people learn in the temple, while Long Zhantian explores alone in the darkness. The gap between them is very big.

However, thinking about his father's magical powers, most of which were created by himself, Long Chen was admired and provoked his body. According to his evaluation, Long Zhantian was enough to be comparable to the Emperor.

"Dangdangdang..."

Suddenly, a dense sound of collision brought Long Chen back to reality from his memories. He saw that Jiang Wuwang's destiny roulette was flowing behind him, and all the clones disappeared, but thousands of cyclones appeared.

The cyclones flowed, and the divine lights fell, forming a formation that was blessed on his body, and the water spikes were slashed in his hand, and the water vapor filled the sky.

The water vapor filled the entire arena. It was clearly water vapor, but the entire arena seemed to be filled with mercury, which made people difficult to move. Even the barrier of the arena began to slowly expand outward.

Jiang Wuwang's speed was as fast as lightning. The destiny roulette behind him showed signs of slowly burning, and the water-dividing spikes in his hand became more and more fierce and fierce.

But no matter how Jiang Wuwang attacked fiercely, Long Tianrui's long sword flew without retreating, and he caught all Jiang Wuwang's moves.

As the colorful divine light flowed, Long Chen saw the water vapor emitted by Jiang Wuwang and could not invade the colorful divine light at all. Long Chen knew that this was actually a collision of blood power. In terms of the original power, Jiang Wuwang's blood power could not suppress Long Tianrui.

Jiang Wuwang also saw this, his body movements kept changing, his moves became more and more weird, and his attacks became more and more fierce. I have to say that Jiang Wuwang is a real strong man with extremely rich combat experience, and his moves were like flowing clouds and water without any flaws.

However, let him attack and change the rhythm, Long Tianrui's figure is like a fairy, sometimes graceful as a stunning geese, sometimes agile as a dragon, and always adopts a defensive momentum, but does not fall at all.

"when"

Suddenly, a loud bang, and the attack like a storm stopped. Jiang Wuwang stepped back. He stood in the void and looked at Long Tianrui and said:

"Fairy Tianrui is powerful, and Wuwang knows that he is not his opponent. However, Wuwang is unwilling to accept it. He also asked the fairy to take my last move. If Wuwang still loses, he will be convinced."

At that moment, Jiang Wuwang's expression became serious. Obviously, after continuous attacks, he already knew the difference between them.

He had already attacked with all his might, but the other person resisted it with ease. In fact, he had already lost, but if he admits defeat like this, he is unwilling to accept it. Feng Shui in his hand pointed to the sky, and thousands of cyclones behind him suddenly stopped rotating and slowly injected into the sword.

"What?"

When they saw this scene, the strong people present were all shocked. You must know that the cyclone is his physical clone. He injected all the power of his clone into this move. Wouldn't his physical clone disappear?

Wouldn’t years of practice be ruined by this? Is it really worth doing this?

"Thousands of Ways of Flying Alone"
Chapter completed!