"What?"
Gui Jiu's face was filled with shock. Everything happened so fast that Fang Liude and the others had no idea what was happening.
But Gui Jiu saw everything clearly: except for the dragon-shaped runes appearing on his palm, Long Chen's aura remained completely unchanged.
However, it was this very palm strike that sent Long Ziwei, who had unleashed the Heavenly Dragon strike, flying away. So far, Long Chen still hadn't revealed his true power.
"You made me angry. If you die, don't blame me!"
Long Ziwei was shaken into a daze, his anger soaring. He roared, formed hand seals, and eight wings appeared on his back. At the same time, a wing, resembling a fish's fin, appeared on his back.
"Nine wings burn, demon dragon battles the heavens!"
Long Ziwei shouted sharply, nine wings of flames flashing. His blood surged wildly, and amid the swirling demonic energy, the furious roar of the demon dragon could be faintly heard.
At that moment, he seemed possessed by a demonic dragon. His fingernails grew like sharp blades, and he stepped on the void, swinging his claws.
"Ssss s..."
The sharp claws sliced through the void, emitting a piercing sonic boom. Fang Liude and the others couldn't stand the sound and hurriedly covered their ears, feeling as if their souls were being pulled out by the sound.
"Boom boom boom... Long Ziwei's
claws sliced through the air, lightning-fast, unleashing thirty-six claws at Long Chen in one go. Each strike was sharp and fierce.
However, Long Chen held one hand behind his back and waved the other like playing a zither with one hand, calmly blocking the thirty-six consecutive claws.
"Boom!"
The final strike was fiercely exchanged between the two. Long Ziwei staggered backward but was eventually forced back.
"Senior Brother Ziwei."
At this moment, the women on the Heavenly Ranking were so shocked their faces turned pale. They never expected that such a powerful Long Ziwei would suffer repeated losses in front of Long Chen.
"Forget it, you're no match for me." Long Chen advised.
"I refuse!"
Long Ziwei shouted angrily. Suddenly, a divine ring appeared behind him. When the ring appeared, both the Heavenly List women and Gui Jiu felt their bodies drained in an instant. In that instant, it was as if they had lost the support of the power of destiny and turned into mere mortals.
On the other hand, Fang Liude and the others didn't feel as strongly because their own strength was weak, and the power that could be extracted was limited.
"The Ring of Destiny—this is Long Ziwei's strongest form." Gui Jiu looked at the halo behind Long Ziwei, his eyes full of longing and admiration.
"I admit you're strong, but I refuse to accept it. Now I'm going to go all out."
"Buzz!"
Long Ziwei waved his hand, gripping the long-handled battle blade behind his back. Countless divine patterns lit up on the blade, and the pressure of the Heavenly Saint Divine Weapon was instantly ignited. At that moment, Fang Liude and the others felt dizzy, nearly knocked out by the aura.
Long Ziwei pointed his battle knife at Long Chen, his fighting spirit surging: "Try taking my blade again?" "
Alright, if I can catch your blow, will you give up this boring challenge?" Long Chen said.
Whether it was Long Ziwei hitting him with a car before or making a move later, looking at the details, this person wasn't bad. As he said, he just wasn't convinced.
Although in previous challenges, his tone was arrogant, risking his life and deciding life and death, but in reality, he wanted to force Long Chen to reveal his full strength, so as not to win unfairly.
Long Chen didn't like these boring matches; they were completely meaningless. If Long Ziwei had Huang Hui's personality, Long Chen wouldn't indulge him long ago.
"Take my strike first."
Long Ziwei roared, gripping his blade with both hands. The Ring of Destiny behind him trembled, and the power of destiny in the world was instantly absorbed by the blade, leaving not a single drop.
"Here it comes!"
Long Ziwei roared, slashing down with his blade. This strike infused all his destiny power, causing the blade to tremble as all the runes of the Heavenly Saint divine weapon were activated.
Facing Long Ziwei's full-force strike, Long Chen's expression gradually turned serious, and he stretched out his large hand.
"Snap!"
The Dragonbone Evil Moon appeared in his hand. As soon as the Dragonbone Evil Moon appeared, evil energy surged skyward. Even the few women on the Heavenly Ranking were forced to retreat rapidly by the evil moon's energy.
At this moment, Long Chen Xie Yue was no longer the Dragon Bone Xie Moon he once was. In the battle at Tianmu Mountain, he had absorbed the blood souls of so many Heavenly Saint experts. He was gradually taking control of this body, slowly releasing its primordial power.
When he saw the Dragonbone Evil Moon, Gui Jiu shouted excitedly. Back then, Long Chen had fought alone with one blade in front of the Nine Heavens Passage, making all heroes bow and prodigies submit. Now, that scene was happening again.
Long Ziwei roared angrily, his battle blade whistling down. Long Chen snorted coldly, and the Dragon Bone Evil Moon hovered in midair, quietly waiting for the blade to fall.
"Boom!"
With a thunderous explosion, the entire valley burst open. Waves of energy surged out, sand and stones flew everywhere, engulfing everything nearby. Even the few Heavenly Ranking women couldn't stay in the air and were blown away by the fierce wind.
Just as Fang Liude and the others felt their bodies were about to be torn apart and thought they were about to die, the pressure suddenly eased. It turned out Gui Jiu had shielded them from most of the impact.
Dust buried the mountains, the earth's crust deformed, and its original form was no longer recognizable. A large amount of rubble rushed into the demon sea, stirring up towering waves.
"Whoosh."
Gui Jiu immediately emerged from the soil and rescued Fang Liude and the others. Long Chen had asked him to protect everyone, but he dared not let them make any mistakes.
After confirming that everyone was safe, Gui Jiu hurriedly looked toward the battlefield. At this moment, in the core area of the battlefield, space was still twisting, the rifts in the Dao were slowly healing, and for the time being, their figures were nowhere to be seen.
In the distance, the women on the Heavenly Ranking covered their cherry lips, nervously watching the core area of the battlefield. Such a terrifying strike was something even they had never witnessed.
Time passed bit by bit, and two blurry figures slowly appeared, their shadows gradually becoming clear. Then, people heard a voice.
"Tick-tock tick-tock..."
Everyone's eyes went blank. They saw Long Ziwei holding half a battle blade, his face full of disbelief, blood slowly dripping down his hilt.
At this moment, Long Ziwei's palm was already covered in cracks, blood seeping from the wound, but he seemed completely unfazed, staring blankly at the battle blade in his hand.
"The Heavenly Saint Divine Weapon was destroyed?"
Gui Jiu swallowed hard, his voice trembling.
When he looked at Long Chen, Long Chen was now covered in blood-red dragon scales. The blood-red cloak swayed in the wind behind him, and a fierce, sinister black broadsword rested on his shoulder, quietly watching Long Ziwei.
At this moment, Long Chen looked like an undefeated war god clad in blood-red armor. He looked at himHe said to Long Ziwei:
"Is this enough now?"
Long Ziwei roared, "I still refuse to accept it!" "
I know, for this final strike, you only used the power of destiny, not any divine abilities. Otherwise, the power of this strike would have at least doubled.
Tell me, what do you need to do to be convinced? Long Chen asked.
Long Ziwei shouted angrily, "Unless you show off your skills." "
Whew."
However, as soon as Long Ziwei finished speaking, Long Chen slashed down with his blade. The sharp blade aura made Long Ziwei's hair stand on end. He hadn't expected Long Chen to strike so easily, and it was too late to dodge.
"Damn, this guy is so sneaky!"
Long Ziwei roared in his heart, but it was already too late.