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The fifth thousand and twenty-fifth chapters ghost points water thorn

When he saw Long Tianrui's hand, Long Chen was also surprised. His originally snow-white palm turned into color, with seven colors flowing, and the supreme aura rising.

It was clearly the seven-colored supreme blood. This was the first time Long Chen saw the seven-colored supreme blood on someone other than his father.

When the colorful supreme blood condensed on Long Tianrui's jade hand, at that moment, her breath changed, from holy and quiet, instantly becoming domineering, as if possessed by the God of War, and even her eyes became as sharp as a knife.

"boom"

With a loud bang, the sword of Destiny was squeezed by Long Tianrui's jade hand. At that moment, the audience was shocked, especially the sons of Destiny, who knew how terrifying Jiang Wuwang's attack was.

After Long Tianrui Yu pinched the sword of Destiny in his hand, the color on his hand slowly disappeared, and his hand returned to its white and jade-like appearance.

Long Tianrui looked at Jiang Wuwang and said, "Are you looking down on me after half of your strength? Or have you given up?

I said that at the same level, as long as anyone can defeat me, I will marry whom. This promise will never change, no matter what method, means, conspiracy, or open conspiracy you use."

Only then did everyone realize that Jiang Wuwang's attack was actually showing mercy, but thinking about it, Jiang Wuwang's attack was obviously conspiracy. He wanted to kill Long Tianrui unexpectedly. He probably felt guilty and was afraid of hurting Long Tianrui, so he took back some of his strength.

However, he did not expect that Long Tianrui waved his hand to break this terrifying blow, which means that even if Jiang Wuwang had a full blow, he could not hurt Long Tianrui.

"It's really rude. My move is not very glorious, but when I think about winning the fairy Tianrui at the lowest price, I can't take care of that much.

But I didn't expect that the fairy was so powerful. Since that's the case, I would no longer hold back in order to get this opportunity, otherwise it would be the greatest disrespect to the fairy." Jiang Wuwang said.

"Buzz"

After saying that, Jiang Wuwang had an extremely strange weapon in his hand. It looked like it was a short sword, but there were two smaller short swords on both sides.

The long sword part is three feet long, while the two short swords are only seven inches. If the hilt is replaced with a gun rod, it will be like a strange fork.

Jiang Wuwang looked at the weapon in his hand and said, "The ghost is divided into water spurs, my natal divine weapon. When I was born, my soul merged with it.

Only when using it is my strongest state. I would like to ask Fairy Tianrui to give me advice."

"Ghosts divide water thorns? Why isn't the Jiang family's Tianyou divide water thorns?" Long Tianrui said inexplicably.

Jiang Wuwang said: "My father said that if a person wants to be strong, he cannot have too much support. Otherwise, the day when a person loses support is the day when he falls down.

What others can give me is something from others after all, and only what I get through hard work really belongs to me.”

Long Tianrui nodded and said, "Your father is a visionary person."

Jiang Wuwang said: "Thank you, I don't know what weapon Fairy Tianrui uses?"

"Buzz"

Long Tianrui waved his hand and a colorful long sword appeared in his hand.

"Seven Swords"

Long Chen was shocked. As expected, Long Tianrui, which also possesses the seven-color supreme blood, can also condense the Seven-Secret Sword.

Unlike the Seven Secret Sword condensed by Long Chen, there are strange runes intertwined back and forth on her Seven Secret Sword, forming unique patterns. Her Seven Secret Sword is more solid and terrifying.

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 compete with the Emperor.

"Dangdangdang..."

Suddenly, a dense sound of impact pulled 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 there were thousands of cyclones.

The cyclones flowed, and 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"
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