In the next second, Zhuang Ze, who had been silent, finally moved. As soon as the afterimage appeared, he was no longer there!

This move was to defeat the enemy with one move. He kicked the wine table in front of him hard, and the dazzling array of banquets were overturned, and the wine bottle broke and made a clanging sound.

Zhuang Ze shouted angrily, and a gray murderous intent spread out from his body. His whole body was shattered by the powerful aura. A clear light appeared all over his body. Zhuang Ze's eyes narrowed, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His slender fingers were like a white ribbon moving with the wind. Afterwards, he burst into a violent whirlwind like a wild beast. There were countless shadows condensed from heaven and earth spurting out between his lips. Black blood light burst out from his tongue, from his teeth, from his nostrils, spreading along his fingers, and slowly floating onto Zhuang Ze's fingertips with an energy ripple.

Zhuang Ze's destruction finger was like a Buddhist finger, a simple finger, but it seemed to split the world. Long Junchen felt the mystery of the attack, his pupils shrank slightly. He, who had always claimed to be invincible, did not dare to be careless at all at this moment. He drank the wine in the cup, then flipped his sleeves, and hissed a few muffled sounds. Several Shurijians carrying cold light flew through the air, all passing through the clear light, landing straight between Zhuang Ze's chest, making a series of dense puff sounds.

Zhuang Ze's empty left hand swung from afar, and the clear light came like a shadow. In the floating light, the clear light lies between Long Junchen's Shuriken and Zhuang Ze's chest. Zhuang Ze just took over Long Junchen's unstoppable Shuriken with just a small move.

Although Zhuang Ze's hand movements stumbled slightly due to Long Junchen's attack, his feet were still as lightning as a charm. The black shadow moved together, and his fingers continued to point to his eyebrows. Looking at the appearance, he was determined to kill Long Junchen.

Long Junchen's face sterned, his arms trembled, and his feet quickly took a step back half a step. Then he pulled out the dragon-patterned dagger with dark gold patterns. He stepped back and stopped for half a step, then turned his ankle and went up against the trend. The dragon-patterned dagger, with a hint of coldness, tore and cut the clear light, and slashed straight towards Zhuang Ze's fingers.

With a muffled "Puff", the dragon-patterned dagger was inserted straight into Zhuang Ze's right shoulder, and a blood hole was left shockingly on Zhuang Ze's right shoulder. Zhuang Ze looked at the wound on his right shoulder left by the dragon-patterned dagger, and looked at the blood dripping to the ground and pouring into sewage. He was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at Long Junchen opposite him.

Long Junchen stood under the eaves of the winery. The dim lights fell on his face through the window paper, a little mottled. It looked like autumn had not left the branches, but was soaked in the autumn rain for several days. He was a little lonely and frustrated.

Long Junchen's right shoulder was also severely injured by Zhuang Ze's finger with an invisible breath. It seemed like a mirror-like wound, slowly left on Long Junchen's right shoulder. The wound that penetrated made Long Junchen's breathing thicker. He coughed twice with difficulty and looked at Zhuang Ze in surprise. Unexpectedly, this guy was also a master who fought for his life. In Zi Qilin, he actually had such a deadpool-like existence.

Zhuang Ze didn't seem to be planning to give Long Junchen any chance to breathe. Long Junchen had just started to breathe. The air had just entered his nose and had not even started to circulate. Zhuang Ze moved. He took a step back, and the soles of his shoes fell on the bluestone floor of the winery, making a slight sound, and his eyes were filled with endless determination.

The rain splashed slightly, the light and shadows dissipated, and then dispersed, forming a stream of light that spread out as the bluestone slabs stepped into pieces by Zhuang Ze. Then, the stone steps of the entire winery began to collapse, and the traces of the crack spread rapidly.

With the sound of the karaoke, several huge gaps appeared on the top column of the winery. Whether it was the door or the window, they turned into broken wood and pieces of paper in an instant. The beams and wood were broken, and smoke and dust were made, and the wine bottles shattered all over the world. The entire winery collapsed rapidly in the smoke and dust, and all this was just because Zhuang Ze took a step back.

The smoke and dust fell slightly, rubble on the ground was full of mess. Those who were hiding in the dark in the MI6 were actually killed by the rubble that hit the head on and the rain of knifes everywhere. In an instant, they screamed and their flesh and blood flew everywhere. Zhuang Ze used his distraction to dispose of his spirit and cleaned up all the secret whistles of the MI6.

Of course, this method naturally cannot hurt Long Junchen, but Long Junchen looked at the companions who had been ambushed for a long time in the ruins as if they were being ants. Looking at the companions who could not even cry out and were cut off by the knife rain, a burst of anger suddenly jumped up along his dantian.

Zhuang Ze looked at Long Junchen's slowly clenched fist, first he was slightly confused, then laughed, looked up at the unsplenty sky, shook his head and sighed: "Why, you, the Grand Commander of the MI6, have seven emotions and six desires? Moreover, your pity is for these useless wastes? Long Junchen, you really disappoint me!"

"Hold the sun and the moon in your hand to pick the stars. There is no self in the world! Zhuang Ze, you really annoyed me!" Long Junchen's clenched fist suddenly loosened, and at the same time, accompanied by a low dragon roar, a star in the night sky became extremely bright in an instant. A straight and destructive column broke through the clouds and mist, falling towards the ruins of the winery on the ground, with a flowing light, landing heavily on Zhuang Ze.

A muffled sound was buzzing, and the air waves splashed, and smoke and dust were ripped off. Zhuang Ze's pupils shrank, and a sense of fear that had no reason instantly swallowed him. Zhuang Ze subconsciously pulled out a long black knife to block the attack from the stars. His trousers all cracked and turned into silk threads, and his shoes sank deeply into the ground.

The light fell on the surface of the long sword, like a ray of water falling on a stone. Countless lights splashed in all directions, instantly illuminating the entire block. The blood mist had faded, and the faces of those who died in various postures were illuminated very clearly. Those familiar and unfamiliar faces... Zhuang Ze looked at the blood flowing out of the tiger's mouth in fear, and the shock in his heart continued to expand. He looked at Long Junchen opposite and thought to himself, this guy is actually in control of the power of stars?!
Chapter completed!