Chapter 1162
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"Even if you have the Thunder Spirit Celestial Body, you can't change the fate of being defeated by me."
Long Ya's eyes narrowed as he looked at Long Bufan, who was surrounded by purple lightning. His tone was still full of confidence.
As he finished speaking, his figure suddenly charged out, shooting towards Long Bufan like a streak of white light.
And at the same time that Long Ya charged over with his saber, Long Bufan also moved. His purple figure was like lightning.
One was the speed of light, the other was the speed of lightning.
They collided in the center of the tournament stage. In an instant, violent martial arts attacks exploded. Waves of shocking Origin Power swept out crazily.
"Sou, sou, sou, sou!!!!"
The speed of the two on the vast tournament stage instantly soared to a terrifying level.
Afterimages!
Afterimages appeared in every corner of the tournament stage one after another. No matter if it was the disciples of sects like Murong Yin and Wu Zongying, or the spectators outside, they were all dumbfounded.
Apart from those elites whose strength had reached the Heavenly Body Tier, the others were practically unable to see where Long Bufan and Long Ya's real bodies were. At a glance, all they could see were faint afterimages. And before those afterimages completely disappeared, more afterimages had already appeared.
"Peng, peng, peng!!!!"
Under the attention of countless gazes, one white and one purple, the two figures fought crazily in midair. In a short five to six breaths, they had already exchanged dozens of blows. The crisp sounds of sword and saber colliding were extremely intense.
"Xiu!"
A streak of purple light flashed past, and a deep gully suddenly appeared on the tournament stage. Looking at the mark, it was obviously cut by a long sword, and the gully was charred black. The aura of lightning remained, and it was obviously done by Long Bufan.
"Boom!"
The white saber light swept out, and in the blink of an eye, another long and thick saber mark appeared on the ground. This was left by Long Ya's Azure Dragon Saber.
"Chi!"
Long Bufan's Spirit Devouring Evil Sword, which was covered with purple lightning, ruthlessly pierced through the head of Long Ya's afterimage, and even the air was pierced and exploded. However, in the blink of an eye, the long blade that was flickering with white light slashed towards Long Bufan's back.
However, when the blade pierced through Long Bufan's body, it was still an afterimage.
Soon after, the two of them disappeared in midair.
In this kind of extreme speed battle, only when the two sides slowed down would the disciples of the sects with low cultivation be able to barely see the afterimages. However, once Long Bufan and Long Ya moved at extreme speeds, it was almost impossible to see the afterimages.
"Huhuhu!"
The air in the entire dueling platform was torn apart by the two figures. Many disciples of the various sects tried their best to keep their eyes open, afraid that they would miss an exciting afterimage of the battle.
"Good heavens, are these two really disciples from a third-grade sect? Regardless of combat strength or speed, they are completely comparable to the five monsters from the super sects!"
"I originally thought that they were lucky to be able to reach the top of the Hundred Sects Battle Stage. Now it seems that the two of them are indeed extraordinary!"
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