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The reverse scale on his chest grew hotter and hotter, and the black dragon felt as if his whole heart was about to melt. The anger in his mind erupted like a volcano.

As the reverse scales appeared, the black dragon's parched body gradually regained its strength, and the way it wielded the dragon horn sword became increasingly powerful.

"Ping—"

This time, when the Dragon Horn Sword collided with Wei Zheng's guillotine, it was no longer as powerless as before. Wei Zheng was also somewhat surprised, thinking that this was the Black Dragon's last burst of energy before its death.

"Get—away!!"

The black dragon had a ferocious appearance, its teeth clenched tightly together, and the scales on its remaining right arm stood upright.

The changes didn't stop there; in addition to the dragon scales on its arms, the layer of black dragon scales covering the black dragon's body also changed.

The jet-black scales gradually turned red, steaming like a red-hot iron.

Two streams of hot breath shot out from the black dragon's nostrils, forming two white columns of air in the air.

As the black dragon changed form, the situation on the field began to shift slightly.

Feeling the immense force emanating from the guillotine, Wei Zheng's tense mind became even more focused, paying even closer attention to the black dragon's final counterattack.

We often hear rumors, such as an octogenarian woman lifting a car with her bare hands to save her grandson, or someone punching a wall to break it when trapped in a fire.

Admittedly, most of these are false rumors, but there are also some real cases among them.

In times of crisis, it is indeed easier to unleash the body's latent power; ordinary people can do this, let alone cultivators.

It's not without reason that many cultivators like to walk the line between life and death in search of a breakthrough.

If you rely solely on normal cultivation methods, who knows when you'll be able to break through?

The terror between life and death is no joke. As long as you can get through the life-or-death crisis, it is not surprising that your cultivation level will improve.

Black Dragon's strength is gradually increasing, and soon it will reach a point where Wei Zheng can feel immense pressure.

Previously, to be on the safe side, Wei Zheng had not used his full strength in his battle with the black dragon, but maintained a slight advantage, hoping to wear the black dragon down.

This approach may sound a bit silly, but it is indeed a good strategy.

Without overwhelming strength, he needed to ensure he had enough stamina to prevent accidents, while also being constantly on guard against the black dragon's counterattack. In this way, his plan was not wrong.

The only thing they overlooked was that their opponent was the Black Dragon...

The Dragon Horn Sword slammed into the guillotine with an irresistible force. The sword, which was originally known for its elegance and grace among various weapons, was used like a club in the hands of the Black Dragon. He picked it up and smashed it without any hesitation.

Wei Zheng had clearly grown accustomed to the Black Dragon's brutality, and his every move exuded composure.

However, Wei Zheng's expression changed the next moment. The force carried by the Dragon Horn Sword made his arms go numb, and he cried out in pain.

Is this really the Black Dragon's last gasp before death? How come it's getting stronger and stronger with each battle?

Wei Zheng was puzzled, and so was Fu Jiu.

The black dragon's behavior was a bit off, and it didn't match the information he had previously received.

Isn't the Reverse Scale a weakness of the dragon race? Why does he feel that the black dragon has become stronger and stronger since the Reverse Scale was revealed?

Fu Jiu's face was grim. He must have been tricked by the Third Prince. No wonder Ao Bing was willing to reveal the secret of the Dragon Clan's reverse scale. It turned out that he had dug a pit and was waiting for him to jump in.

Imagine if Fu Jiu were to fight a sixth-tier dragon without knowing its true strength, and try to subdue it by exploiting the dragon's weakness. He would definitely suffer a major setback, and might even be caught off guard and lose everything.

The golden light on the dragon horn sword in the black dragon's hand shone even brighter, like a guiding light in the dark night. However, this light pointed not to the path of life, but to the path of death leading to the underworld...

"Whoops——"

The breathing grew heavier and heavier. Whether it was an illusion or not, Wei Zheng vaguely seemed to see the hilt of the Dragon Horn Sword merge with the right arm of the black dragon, the two complementing each other, and the sharpness on the sword gathered more and more.

Black Dragon raised his right hand, and a golden light appeared in his blood-red eyes.

Unlike his previous madness, the current Black Dragon gives people the first impression of being genuinely indifferent.

However, everyone in the arena knows who Black Dragon is. His behavior doesn't seem like his anger has disappeared; rather, it's more like he was furious to the extreme and finally calmed down.

"Die!!" The black dragon slowly uttered a single word, and the dazzling gold instantly engulfed Wei Zheng.

"Pfft~"

Wei Zheng was sent flying backward, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood several meters away as if it were free, and the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine also slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Black Dragon's eyes were indifferent; he didn't even glance at Wei Zheng, and walked straight toward Fu Jiu.

One step, two steps, with each step the black dragon took forward, the pressure on Fu Jiu's heart increased.

Li Si, watching from afar, clenched his fists, wishing he could rush to support the fight, but was stopped by Bai Qi.

"Trust him!" Bai Qi said.

A bitter smile appeared on Li Si's lips as he reluctantly released his grip. This was Fu Jiu's choice, and they had no choice but to trust him.

"Are you... afraid?" Black Dragon walked step by step to Fu Jiu and asked. If the Black Dragon Gang's underlings saw his indifferent expression, they would definitely suspect that this Black Dragon was an outsider in disguise.

Fu Jiu shrugged: "Why should I be afraid? You're the only one who's afraid, and you're the only one who fears the Heavenly Emperor, aren't you?"

Black Dragon grinned, revealing his teeth, but his smile was somewhat pathetic.

"You don't know, you don't know anything!"

"boom--"

The immense power raged like a tsunami, and Fu Jiu, caught in the tsunami, was like a lonely little boat in the storm, which could be capsized by any wave.

Fu Jiu's expression changed. The feeling of this aura pressing down on him was not pleasant, but it was far from enough to make him afraid.

In his previous life, he was a sixth-level expert. If he were to be overwhelmed by the aura of a fourth-level cultivator, wouldn't people laugh their heads off if they found out?

However, now was clearly not the time to put on a brave face. Fu Jiu lowered his body, looking as if he had been bent over by the black dragon's imposing aura.

"Why force yourself? Wouldn't it be better to just kneel on the ground obediently?" A look of reminiscence appeared in Black Dragon's eyes, as if he were recalling his past self.

Back then, he was just like Fu Jiu in front of him now, the man's mere aura was enough to make him breathless.

The scene from that time flashed through his mind, and the black dragon's golden eyes grew even colder.

"Since we're all going to die anyway, why not witness true power before we die?"

As he spoke, the black dragon slowly thrust the dragon horn sword in its hand toward Fu Jiu.

The black dragon's current state is very strange. With the blessing of the reverse scale, his strength is much stronger than at his peak, and he has even touched the threshold of the fifth rank.

"Power? Heh..."

Fu Jiu held the Tang sword horizontally in his hand, blocking the dragon horn sword that was thrusting at him. Of course, it was only a temporary block. In just a few breaths, cracks appeared on the Tang sword.

The material of ordinary knives is naturally no match for the divine weapons in Black Dragon's hands, and Fu Jiu didn't expect to use them to fight Black Dragon.

Even if he took out the Azure Sword, it wouldn't be of any use. The difference in strength between him and the Black Dragon was too great, and it couldn't be made up for by a single Azure Sword.

If this continues, they will all die eventually. Not only him, but also Wei Zheng, Li Si, Bai Qi, and the one-eyed man will all die at the hands of the Black Dragon.

To survive, the only option is to find a chance to kill with a single, decisive blow!