In the past three years, he thought that he had spent his whole life practicing, but this move, just like three years ago, still couldn't subdue this guy. "You really haven't changed at all. The shooting star catches up with the moon...will the Three Yangs be the best after that?" Zhuang Houlong looked at Wang Zichen rushing towards him with a sarcastic look on his face. He snorted coldly and then used a gust of sword skills to force Wang Zichen back, who was trying to find Zhuang Houlong's flaw. But the next moment, Wang Zichen's figure twisted and disappeared. There was no trace of surprise on Zhuang Houlong's face. He threw the machete high into the sky, and the next moment he punched a point of nothingness in space. "Sanyang Kaitai!" A fierce straight punch was not all. Then Zhuang Houlong kicked one after another and flew an uppercut again. The space hit by Zhuang Houlong also trembled violently. Wang Zichen's figure gradually seemed to be exploring from the deep sea. He appeared as if there was no trace, but he was still unscathed at the moment. Zhuang Houlong's huge fist wrapped in rich spiritual energy was in constant conflict with the soft sword in Wang Zichen's hand. The two refused to give in. This was a competition of strength, but Wang Zichen was not at a disadvantage at all. "Look, what did I say? Haha... I guess it will be Chaos Dragon Slaying after Sanyang Kaitai." "Cut the nonsense!" Zhuang Houlong felt irritated when he saw Wang Zichen's appearance as if he had everything in his hands. Suddenly, a terrible force burst out from his body, and Wang Zichen flew out like a kite with a broken string. At this time, Zhuang Houlong pursued the victory without hesitation, and the machete falling from the sky also fell vertically in this direction. Wang Zichen's figure has lost the ability to move in the air, at least for now. Zhuang Houlong took everything in his eyes, and at the same time, the knotted muscles on his body began to bulge. His left hand was raised high, ready to catch the machete falling from the sky. Wang Zichen glanced lightly at the machete that was getting closer and closer to him. He also felt that a dangerous aura that he had never seen before surrounded him, and the man who exuded this aura was naturally Zhuang Houlong in front of him."That's it for now... Zhuang Houlong, after this move, you won't have any moves that can continue to suppress me... I really hope you can make some progress and give me a surprise." "Chaos Dragon Kill——!!!Wang Zichen, let's understand!!!" Looking at Zhuang Houlong rushing towards him, Wang Zichen smiled faintly. "If you're just this kind of guy...I'm sorry, you're probably going to die." Everyone is watching a strong light pillar that gradually condenses in the sky. The light pillar almost reaches the sky, like a divine light falling from the sky. At this moment, Wang Zichen and Zhuang Houlong are both bathed in this strong light. , people can no longer see the figures of these two people clearly. Among the two people surrounded by the beam of light, Zhuang Houlong has now used all his strength - this is the last blow that he gathered all his strength. If he cannot defeat Wang Zichen, Zhuang Houlong will also be defeated. Although I don't know how strong Wang Zichen has become, but this Chao Dragon Slash is the only move that Zhuang Houlong can suppress Wang Zichen. Three years ago, although Zhuang Houlong also used this Chaos Dragon Slash in the battle with Wang Zichen, he had only reached the fourth stage of practice at that time and had not reached the full seventh level, so although he used it The same moves, but Zhuang Houlong also has his own consciousness. Now, Zhuang Houlong's Chaos Dragon Slash has reached the seventh level, and its power is comparable to the Four Heavenly Burial Techniques. This is also a killing move passed down from their ancestors. Although this move failed to defeat Wang Zichen at the fourth level back then, at least Wang Zichen was not able to completely block this move. Three years ago, the battle between Wang Zichen and Zhuang Houlong ended in a bitter defeat. After that, Wang Zichen began his retreat, and Zhuang Houlong was as obsessed with self-cultivation as ever. Zhuang Houlong was able to master the ancestral Chaos Dragon Slashing technique to perfection in just three years. However, his opponent was this monster-like being, Wang Zichen. When the machete came into contact with Wang Zichen, Zhuang Houlong thought that even if this move could not kill Wang Zichen, it would at least leave him half dead. However, when Zhuang Houlong saw that Wang Zichen's figure was like a puddle of mud, being easily split open by a machete, his heart suddenly went cold. The ferocious smile on Wang Zichen's figure before he completely disappeared into the beam of light also made Zhuang Houlong feel discouraged. Now after using Chaos Dragon Slash, he no longer had any leftover energy to defend - he bet everything on this move. When the light beam gradually dispersed, Zhuang Houlong's figure fell to the ground in a hurry. He straightened up slowly and heavily, looked at the pool of blood with a strange dark red light in front of him, and whispered bitterly, "After all... you took this step after all, and I couldn't make it in time." Stop you before the last moment. Wang Zichen...is all of this really what you expected?" A spine-chilling scene appeared. The pool of blood gradually condensed. First, a human-shaped blood-colored model was made. Soon, the blood adhering to the blood-colored model began to be gradually absorbed by the model itself, and a touch of forest white was revealed. Come on, those are clearly human bones. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the blood is transforming into human bones. Soon after, the amount of blood that seems to be alive and has its own will is getting smaller and smaller, and the color is getting thinner and thinner, but the model standing on it looks like But it is becoming more and more clear and obvious. After a while, after the human skeleton model was completed, the blood continued to crawl toward the bones without stopping, and then began to wrap around the bones like poisonous snakes. I saw the blood getting stiffer and stiffer, beginning to condense into a solid, and finally, it actually became the muscles of the human body. This strange scene made everyone present take a breath, including some timid girls. He screamed with a pale face. Huang Yunling let out a soft cry of fear and immediately threw herself into Shen Nianxin's arms. The latter also gently hugged the young Huang Yunling tightly and covered her eyes with her hands. Huang Yu and Zhang Liangsheng looked at this scene, and their eyes gradually became heavy. The atmosphere fell into a dead silence at this moment, spreading an inexplicable depression. Zhuang Houlong watched all this quietly, as if he had already expected the scene that happened in front of him, which was like a ghost story. At this moment, Zhuang Houlong's dark face also showed a weak paleness. The Chaos Dragon Slash just now had consumed 90% of the spiritual energy in his body. If he were to fight Wang Zichen again now, he himself knew that he had no chance of winning. The miserable sinkhole behind Zhuang Houlong, which is almost ten meters in diameter and 7 or 8 meters deep, is proof of the power of Chaos Dragon Slash. The pool of blood in front of Zhuang Houlong almost formed a human figure. When the skin gradually covered his body, Wang Zichen's face appeared intact again. He curled his lips, snapped his fingers, the ring on his fingertips flashed, and a brand new purple-black robe suddenly appeared on his body. After glancing at the expressionless Zhuang Houlong, Wang Zichen glanced at him lightly, leisurely tied his long hair into a ponytail with a cloth band again, and then with a flick of his wrist, he also held the purple-red soft sword in his hand. "You really disappoint me, Zhuang Houlong. Three years have passed, and your last move is still Chaos Dragon Slash, without any intention. That's why I tell you, you are such a guy, don't even think about it. Defeat me." With that said, Wang Zichen also walked slowly towards Zhuang Houlong. After standing in front of him, he smiled ferociously and looked at Zhuang Houlong who was motionless. Suddenly he raised his wrist, and the thin soft sword did not show any warning. Suddenly inserted into Zhuang Houlong's chest. "Just say, I have warned you so many times to stay away from me, but who knows that your temper is still as nosy as anything... Tsk, Zhuang Houlong, if you are dreaming, do you think I will read it? If you fall in love with an old flame and ignore your repeated provocations, you are making a big mistake." As he said that, Wang Zichen's eyes suddenly turned cold, "No one can challenge my authority, not even you. I will kill anyone who dares to block my plan. Zhuang Houlong, today, I will ask you to pay with your blood." The price..." Zhuang Houlong lowered his head and glanced at the soft sword inserted in his chest. Wang Zichen's method of finding flaws was still top-notch. The sword was inserted right into his heart. Zhuang Houlong had begun to feel chills all over his body, there was ringing in his ears, and his vision gradually dimmed. He could vaguely hear the screams coming from the audience, but it didn't matter anymore. Seeing the anger in Wang Zichen's eyes, Zhuang Houlong reluctantly smiled. "Maybe if I was smart enough, I would listen to your warning and never have any interaction with you again. Yes, that should be the case..." Wang Zichen was startled, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and the soft sword in his hand pierced Zhuang Houlong's chest gradually deeper. "But I'm sorry, I'm still the same me. No matter how many years go by, Zhuang Houlong is still the Zhuang Houlong from the Five Heroes period... There won't be any change... Zhuang Houlong is just a stubborn guy." Wang Zichen's eyes were full of anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Then just die! You stubborn guy!" With a fierce strike, the soft sword was pulled out from his chest, spraying out a thick mist of blood. Zhuang Houlong's body was also hit in the head by Wang Zichen's foot, and there was a loud bang all over his body. sunken into the floor. Zhuang Houlong looked at Wang Zichen weakly and murmured, "Zi Chen...even if the Five Heroes of the past no longer exist...you don't want to become what you hate the most..." After that, Zhuang Houlong tried his best to force out an ugly smile and said hoarsely, "Back then, weren't you the one who wanted to be an unparalleled hero the most..." Wang Zichen gritted his teeth, and veins were popping up on his forehead. Even because he used too much force, blood oozed from his gums due to the strong pressure. Wang Zichen's eyes began to turn red gradually, as if he wanted to cut Zhuang Houlong into pieces right now. At the same time, an overtone like a demonic sound began to appear in his heart, which continuously made his murderous intention gradually increase.