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"Hu!"

When Long Bufan and Jiang Wu Chen were in the midst of an intense battle, the speed of the strong wind sweeping down made the entire slaughterhouse feel as if there was a tornado blowing.

All of the corpses on the slaughterhouse were lifted up into the air, and were even torn into pieces within the raging wind. That kind of scene was extremely spectacular and terrifying!

The movement skill that Jiang Wuchen had comprehended from the Sword Step was extremely agile and flexible, but its speed was extremely shocking. On the other hand, Long Bufan, who was in the Thunder Spirit Form, was as fast as lightning, and was much faster than the Concept of Wind's fast and slow movement skill.

Of course, if Long Bufan had used the spatial martial arts to move in an instant, then the balance on both sides would have been broken in an instant.

Long Bufan was not deliberately hiding his true abilities to play with Jiang Wuchen. After all, he had no choice but to keep an eye on the mysterious Tower Lord who was hiding in the shadows. Thus, it was safer to hide a part of his abilities first.

After approximately half an incense stick of time, in the air above the slaughterhouse, the violent wind gradually weakened until it stopped. Two figures stood in the air and confronted each other.

Jiang Wu Chen stared at Long Bufan with a serious look on his face. With the zhenyuan in his hand, a circle of scarlet runes surrounded the sword blade and released a sinister cold and brutal killing intent.

"This guy's speed is much faster than before."

In this real battle, Jiang Wuchen was quite surprised, "If it weren't for the fact that my sword step had fused with the Concept of Light, I'm afraid that with just the speed of my sword step, I wouldn't have been able to compete with my opponent."

Jiang Wuchen felt this to be unbelievable. However, he soon came to a realization. This was because in terms of speed, strictly speaking, lightning was also a type of light.

Long Bufan, whose entire body was wrapped in thunder arc s, just like a Six-Winged Thunder Demon. The sinister dragon tail behind his back was swaying slightly, letting out a small sound of thunder explosion, the surface of the dragonbone lance in his hands also flashed with a strange purple lightning.

"I admit that with your current speed, you do have the qualifications to fight me." Jiang Wu Chen said, his eagle-like eyes staring straight at Long Bufan.

Long Bufan's eyes that were filled with lightning was locked onto the other party, and did not say a word.

These two experts had competed a while ago, but their speed was no match for each other.

"In terms of speed, neither of us can match the other. If we continue to fight like this, there will be no end."

Jiang Wu Chen looked straight at Long Bufan, the burning hot fighting spirit burst out, and shouted: "Do you dare to fight head on with me, using the techniques of a martial art to fight head on?"

"Why would I not dare?" Long Bufan laughed coldly, the pike in his hands, his body also releasing a wave of berserk fighting spirit.

"Alright!" Jiang Wuchen laughed out loud, and then with a movement of his body, he flew up towards Long Bufan, but as he walked forward, he actually left behind a shadow that looked exactly like him!

This figure was also wearing a leather armour's body, and wielding Hei Ming's heavy sword. No matter whether it was height, size, or facial features, it looked exactly the same as Jiang Wuchen.

Clone?

Long Bufan raised his brows and the powerful spiritual consciousness immediately radiated out. He could clearly feel a vigorous and pure energy fluctuation coming from the figure's body.

It was obvious that this was a clone that possessed the power to attack. In terms of strength, it was not much weaker than Jiang Wuchen. Its entire body was emitting a bone-piercing killing intent!

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