When Long Ziwei and Long Qingyun appeared on the arena, everyone gasped in surprise.
Because they all noticed a problem: Long Qingyun was fully recovered and had fully recovered, while Long Ziwei's injuries had not yet healed and his aura was not at its peak.
"What's going on?"
"What is Long Ziwei up to?"
"Since the last battle, he should have had enough time to recover his strength, right?"
"Did he realize victory was hopeless and gave up on himself?"
For a moment, countless people whispered among themselves, completely confused about the situation.
Long Qingyun was also stunned when he saw Long Ziwei's expression, but then sneered, "
What's wrong?" If you become someone else's dog, doesn't your owner heal your wounds? It
must be said, Long Qingyun's mouth was extremely vicious; every word he spoke was a reckless mockery of Long Ziwei.
Long Ziwei's expression turned cold. Earlier, he had hesitated, but now, that hesitation vanished instantly because of Long Qingyun's vicious words.
"Buzz!"
The Destiny Divine Ring appeared behind Long Ziwei, his vital energy and blood ignited instantly, flames rising all around him. People cried out in shock—Long Ziwei was actually burning his essence blood, and in the most violent and brutal way. Was he going to fight for his life?
"Kill!" Long Ziwei's
eyebrows shot up, he roared in anger, his battle blade whistling forward, delivering the fiercest final blow, clearly deciding the outcome in a single move.
Long Qingyun thought that this time, Long Ziwei, in order to defeat him, would use technique to defeat him, since he lacked absolute strength. But unexpectedly, Long Ziwei fought head-on with bloodshot right from the start.
With a loud explosion, their weapons collided, causing the entire arena to tremble. Everyone was shocked to discover that Long Ziwei's battle blade had split open a peanut-sized notch the moment it touched the opponent's long blade, and at the same time, Long Ziwei was sent flying backward.
"Sigh!"
Countless people sighed at this. Long Ziwei's injuries hadn't healed, and his weapon had suffered a major setback. As a result, the gap was huge, and he didn't gain any advantage in the first strike.
"With this level of strength, you dare challenge me?" Go to hell! With
the first blow, Long Ziwei was knocked back. Long Qingyun sneered, his feet stepping on the ground like lightning, charging toward the rapidly retreating Long Ziwei, stabbing straight at his heart.
It must be said, Long Qingyun was extremely powerful and adaptable quickly. He seized a flaw and instantly delivered a fatal blow. He no longer intended to give Long Ziwei any chance.
"Whew." However,
as Long Qingyun thrust his blade straight into Long Ziwei's chest, Long Ziwei's long blade stabbed fiercely at Long Qingyun's forehead, his move showing no hesitation.
"This ..."
When they saw Long Ziwei's move, everyone gasped in shock. Long Ziwei was dying and was determined to perish together with Long Qingyun.
Long Qingyun hadn't expected Long Ziwei to refuse to block his attack, but instead wanted to die together with him. Although his long blade would strike Long Ziwei first, he couldn't dodge it.
"Boom!"
Long Qingyun had no choice but to change tactics. With a sudden spin, he forcibly shifted the direction of his long blade, striking from below upward at Long Ziwei's battle blade.
The two long blades collided—one with full force, the other with a sudden change of move. Long Qingyun grunted, staggering backward repeatedly. Each step on the ring shook the arena, causing him to suffer a heavy loss.
"Rumble rumble...
But at that moment, Long Ziwei's eight wings spread wide, a fish-fin-like wing trembled behind him, and countless runes lit up.
Thousands upon thousands of runes surged along the nine wings toward Long Ziwei's arms. The moment the runes disappeared, those wings seemed to wither and rapidly vanished.
Seeing this, Long Zaiye's pupils suddenly contracted. He shouted loudly:
"Qingyun, watch out!"
"Buzz!" However,
Long Ziwei had already slashed out with his blade. This strike drained all the power within his body. This strike, It was the strongest strike of his life.
"The demon dragon weeps blood, its nine wings cleave the heavens." Long Ziwei roared in fury, his blade filled with boundless killing intent as he fiercely slashed at Long Qingyun.
Long Qingyun was still retreating. Seeing the blade fall, his eyes filled with terror. He had never seen such a terrifying strike. With a furious roar, he gathered all his strength into his long blade.
"Boom!"
The long blade slashed down, the arena suddenly plummeted, and people saw Long Ziwei's blade shatter with a thunderous crash, turning into billions of flying fragments. Amid spatial distortion, endless runes shattered.
"Huff huff huff... In
the endlessly twisted space, a long blade spun continuously and flew out, landing at the corner of the arena with a clang, stopping in place.
"That's ..."
People's pupils contracted. It was Long Qingyun's divine weapon. It flew out, but the person was nowhere to be found.
People turned their gaze to Long Ziwei, who was covered in blood, staggering. His breath was chaotic, and he seemed ready to fall at any moment.
For a moment, the entire arena fell into dead silence. Everyone's eyes fixed on the twisted space within. As the space slowly returned, Long Qingyun had already disappeared, leaving only a faint blood mist in the center of the arena, slowly spreading in all directions.
"Buzz"—
At that moment, the light screen on the arena opened, signaling the end of the fight.
"Long Qingyun... "Dead..."
Everyone watched in terror, unable to believe their eyes. Long Ziwei had actually killed Long Qingyun with a single stroke. The arena was empty except for Long Ziwei and Long Qingyun's long blades, nothing remained. In other words, Long Qingyun's remains were gone.
"Beast, how could you commit such a murderous act?"
Suddenly, a furious roar rang out, and a figure appeared on the arena like a ghost. A large hand reached out and grabbed Long Ziwei's throat, lifting him into the air.
People exclaimed in shock. That person was none other than Long Zaiye. His face twisted and murderous intent surged. Long Qingyun was his descendant, so he was willing to consume his own Heavenly Vein power to help him improve, all to test Long Chen. Unexpectedly, he was killed by Long Ziwei.
In his rage, Long Zaiye was about to kill Long Ziwei to avenge Long Qingyun. Long Ziwei was already completely weak and unable to resist. However, just as Long Zaiye was about to act, the entire arena erupted in exclamations. Immediately, Long Zaiye felt a sharp pain at the back of his head—a sinister-shaped pitch-black broadsword was already pointed at the back of his head.
"If you dare kill him, I'll send you to meet Long Qingyun!" Long Chen's hand, Dragon Bone Evil Moon, spoke in a cold voice, like the murmuring of a hellish death god, devoid of emotion.
Strong throughout the gameThey covered their mouths. To their shock, when Long Zaiye charged at Long Ziwei, they barely saw a blur, but they didn't see any of how Long Chen had appeared.
"Boss, kill him and pay with his life for me. Heh, just thinking about it makes it worth it." Although Long Ziwei's life hung by a thread, he showed no fear whatsoever.
For a moment, everyone in the arena was stunned with fear. They stared at the bizarre scene on the arena, not daring to move a muscle.
"You think you can kill me?" Long Zaiye sneered.
"Can you give it a try?" Long Chen said calmly.
However, Long Zaiye did not make a move, clearly not daring to try rashly, and Long Chen did not move, causing everyone to freeze.
"Long Chen, aren't you going too far?"
At that moment, a middle-aged man carrying a long sword stepped forward. Upon seeing him, countless Long family disciples cried out in surprise.
"First Heavenly Saint!"