Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 239 Fierce Battle

dead?

The red dragon is like a sculpture, with its head slightly bowed. The dragon's body exposed to the sea has an elegant arc like a swan, but it wants to be more majestic, motionless, only the slender dragon's beard is not fluttering in the wind.

It's like a totem that came out of the mural painted with the blood of the beast in ancient times.

It was a creature that fused divinity into every inch of muscle, skin and bone.

Even though the battle has been going on for so long, the bronze servants led by Chilong let go of their hands and feet to fight with others, but no matter whether it is the audience or Lu Mingfei himself, every time they look at them, the feeling of emotion and emotion arises spontaneously. The shock is still lingering in my heart for a long time, lingering and unforgettable.

Throughout the history of the East and the West, going back thousands of years and thousands of years, his figure has never been far away.

Either as a symbol of the underworld, representing the supreme power and power, or as the most evil and greedy monster, so that the heroes in the story can show their bravery.

Before these legends, and, even more ancient times, they were already there.

Active in mythology and enshrined as totems, they are not like gods, they are gods themselves.

Dragon.

Such an existence came out of history alive, stood here, and led the last twelve subordinates of Bronze and Fire to charge.

The adrenaline rush of the intense battles, rationality gives way to sensuality, the teenager dances with the dragon, and the audience is so dazzled and breathless by the sheer violence they perform.

But once the fighting situation stopped for a while, the brain started to work again, and the audience suddenly came back to their senses, what is this.

This is a dragon.

There are no words to praise it.

It is not enough to prostrate and worship and then kneel and kowtow.

There seemed to be a voice screaming in the blood.

Inoue Yu touched the corners of his eyes, which were moist, and he realized that he was already crying.

When is it
And why?
Inoue Yu couldn't understand, just felt at a loss.

Because of bloodlines, Chilong belongs to the bronze and fire lineage, and Yu Inoue's performance is quite good. In the audience, several mixed races who have awakened bronze and fire language spirits have already burst into tears.

That is the call sounded from the blood.

The ancestor of the dragon named.

So, not every mixed race organization is a secret party.

Among the group of mixed races, there are really not many people who are determined to slay dragons.

The vast majority of mixed races have complicated hearts.

Putting aside careless interests and the like, start from a purely emotional point of view.

Hybrid, or rather, Dragonborn.

Are they really going to drive out their ancestors?

It's strange to say that Lu Mingfei didn't feel the call from the blood, as if to him, the dragon in front of him was just a bigger opponent, one that was strong enough for him to fight to his heart's content , that's all.

In addition, although he is a student of Kassel, Lu Mingfei has only been in school for less than a month. His views on dragons have not reached the level that Angers must exterminate them all. He has no deep hatred with dragons. In the final analysis, the battle with the bronze vassal was nothing more than a different stand.

That's why he said such a sentence.

Warriors and killers are different. Warriors have opponents in their eyes, and they will respect opponents, but killers are not. In the eyes of killers, there are only corpses and targets that are about to become corpses.

Facing Lu Mingfei's words, Chilong's answer was yes.

"terribly sorry."

Bloody silk threads shot out from his body like tentacles, and quietly found their target along the sea water.

Twelve dragons.

The black sea water blocks everything, it is the best shelter.

The huge closed eyelids opened.

The golden pupil was also stained red with blood.

One, one, one.

The bony spurs parted the surface of the sea, and the water rushed down, following the jagged body of the dragon. It was reminiscent of the scene of the submarine floating up in the documentary. At the end, there was a pair of eyes brighter than searchlights, like a crocodile locking on its prey. Twelve The dragons once again assembled behind the red dragon.

Lu Mingfei gasped, his eyes swept over these dragons who should have lost consciousness one by one, and soon he found out.

With the red dragon as the core, those threads connecting him with other dragons.

There are oddities.

Lu Mingfei thought.

This is the intuition from an inhuman warrior.

Chaos energy is entrenched in the wound, which is why Chilong's regeneration ability cannot work. At this moment, when the thirteen bronze subjects are connected into a whole by the strange silk thread, the speed of wound regeneration has finally surpassed the chaos energy The destruction of each dragon is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the golden pupils are getting brighter and brighter.

"Is that so?"

Lu Mingfei said.

A sigh came from behind the bronze mask.

"I probably know your decision."

"Falling on the battlefield is our only destination."

Chilong's long chant was deep and solemn, like a vow made by a god.

next second.

He looked up to the sky, singing a mighty dragon chant.

That was the order of the commander of this last army of bronze and fire.

He said.

"Same life!"

The soldiers responded with long, hoarse groans.

they said.

"To die together!"

Chilong was the first to leave the sea, and he rode Juechen. In his golden pupils, he was close to death, no, it was a decision of ten deaths and no life.

"charge!"

"Yes!"

Again.

It was like a repeat of that scene not long ago.

Lu Mingfei looked at each pair of golden pupils.

Without exception.

He saw begging to die.

That is, the determination not to retreat.

"That's it."

The boy sighed faintly.

He stepped forward, tensed his calves, touched the sea with his toes, and slowly drew a circle.

When it is time, the red dragon comes.

He threw it down with one palm.

No taboo: Palm method. Hanging pictures!

With the innate intuition and crazy warning, Chilong's spirit was in a trance for a moment.

He looked at the boy in front of him again, that existence.

Stop the crazy desire to back, move forward!forward!forward!
He shook his head, and with the terrifying prestige and speed of the next generation, he swept towards Lu Mingfei with the strongest dragon horn in his body.

A palm fell.

The strange strength swam around the red dragon like lightning.

But he is not a black dragon, he is second only to the Dragon King, the next generation.

The bloody mouth suddenly opened, and the rows of sharp teeth were like a meat-grinding machine, and then into the abyss-like throat.

The red dragon roared.

Lu Mingfei squinted his eyes slightly. At the very moment, he touched the surface of the sea, splashing water like arrows, and the whole person has retreated quickly, out of the range of Chilong's attack.

Feeling something in his heart, the boy bowed his head.

The sea surface that he stepped on suddenly exploded.

It was a dragon hiding in the water, restraining its breath, and under the cover of the commander Chilong, it waited for Lu Mingfei to pass by and launched the blow it was determined to win.

But you are not the next generation.

I saw Lu Mingfei's body sank, and he fell instantly, one leg didn't move, and the other leg was raised high, over his eyebrows, over his eyes and over his shoulders.

"go with!"

With a kick that has accumulated terrifying potential energy, even if you have a mouth made of fine iron, you will be turned into dust under my inhumane.

The sneak attacking dragon wailed dully.

The wind is blowing.

More than ten steel whips twisted into a dragon's tail smashed the young man.

Lu Mingfei let out a muffled snort, his eyes widened, and he suddenly lost the spirit of stepping on the sea, and sank straight down.

The dragon who made great achievements with one blow took advantage of the victory to pursue, and a fierce son followed the young man into the water.

Followed by dragons one after another scrambling to catch up.

Like a school of sharks smelling blood.

Lu Mingfei sinks, sinks.

A string of air bubbles emerged from the corner of his mouth, which was the oxygen he had lost.

The Nibelungen is a dead world. The four elements here are all in the state of being killed by dragons with alchemy, so the sky is gray, there is no light at all, and it is very dark. Now that he is in the sea, it is even more You can't see your fingers, plus the special reason for the formation of this ocean, you can't even see a fish or a jellyfish.

Human beings’ fear of the deep sea is almost the same as that of deep space. In the sea, it will give people a sense of loneliness that you are the only one left in the world. That kind of loneliness is so huge that there is a special word in psychology, that is, It's called deep sea phobia.

Lonely?Ah.

Maybe the bad boy who used to be.

But he is no longer.

The so-called warriors do not believe in gods, Buddhas, past lives, or afterlife.

Fight against heaven and earth, only cultivate yourself.

Lu Mingfei will not hold back because of loneliness.

Scenes of pictures flowed in his mind, and he was recalling that the previous tail had caused him a lot of harm, but more importantly, it was the information exposed by this point.

The high-intensity battle has continued until now, and it is undeniable that his state has begun to decline, and he is no longer as comfortable as he was at the beginning.

It stands to reason that the same should be true for the bronze subordinates, but no, whether it was the red dragon's attack or the black dragon's sneak attack just now, they were almost at their peak.

The memory freezes in the red dragon's silk thread connecting twelve dragons.

And their sentence.

"Same life!"

"To die together!"

Lu Mingfei, who kept sinking, opened his eyes, and the golden pupils illuminated the chasing dragon.

That's it, I know.

A miraculous scene appeared.

Lu Mingfei who fell into the deep sea stopped suddenly.

There he is.

Should it be described as levitation or flight.

Let's look far away, and we can see this scene. In the center of the huge dark purple gemstone, the young man is here. He adjusted his body shape, stepped on the water with both feet, as if stepping on the ground, the young man raised his head, and was very close dragon head.

Five Elements: Divide the sea!

In Tiandi Pavilion, Lu Mingfei created three martial arts for warriors from Kyushu, covering everything and accepting everything.

They are No Taboo, Weapon Spectrum and Five Elements Heaven respectively.

If it is simply classified, one can understand no taboo as fist kung fu, and weapon spectrum as weapon proficiency.

As for the Five Elements Heaven.

It is not obvious during body training, but when it comes to non-human beings, warriors cultivate their own supernatural powers, and this is the time for this method to shine.

Exactly.

I have a bright pearl, which has been locked up by the courtiers for a long time.

At present, the dust is full of light, shining through the mountains and rivers.

The boy is in the sea, singing to the sky.

"Divide the sea!"

…………

Many viewers were frowning.

The boy with the bronze mask, Chen Hai, has been around for a long time.

In fact, it was only a few minutes, but in their feeling, it can indeed be described by a word like a long time.

From Erika Little Amber to Caesar Angers, they were all sweating because of Lu Mingfei.

After all, he's just a human being.

Even if you practice martial arts well, you won't be able to train people to the point where they can breathe underwater.

That no longer belongs to the category of human beings.

So Lu Mingfei has been in the sea for so long, really...does it matter?
They didn't find out until now.

Perhaps it was because Lu Mingfei's performance was too strong in the first battle, all they could think about was the figure of the boy who looked like a god, and they never thought about such a question, that is, is it possible for the boy to lose.

If you calm down and think about it, the opponent is a dragon, a pure-blooded dragon, no matter how strong Lu Mingfei is, he is only a human being, maybe a mixed race, and he is outnumbered. He has only one person, and there are thirteen dragons facing him. No matter how you look at it, losing is a matter of course, but winning is...

"Boom!"

A mushroom cloud formed by sea water rises high.

In the shocked eyes of everyone.

The boy walked out of the sea.

Vientiane is miraculous, it can play open fire, heavy water, Geng Jin, Houtu, green eyes.

The Five Elements Heaven is at his fingertips, no problem.

Based on the ground, water, fire, and wind, an inhuman who transforms and advances, Lu Mingfei's miraculousness must be far beyond ordinary warriors.

He returned to the surface and stood still.

Throw away the stump in your hand.

It's half a dragon.

It was the one that sneaked up on Lu Mingfei not long ago.

Before he fell into the sea, a third-generation species jumped out and caught him firmly.

In just a short time, that half of the dragon has grown a small section of body, which is complemented by densely packed granulation buds like bugs.

Even if there was only half of his body left, and the injury was so severe, he did not die.

Lu Mingfei's eyes fell on the silk thread split by the red dragon.

He discovered that while the dragon was recovering from his injuries, the rest of the bronze subordinates were obviously weakened, especially the leader of the red dragon, even the golden pupils looked dim.

"With the total death."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Have you shared your life force?"

Chiron didn't answer.

Because the seriously injured dragon was looking at him stubbornly.

They are comrades-in-arms, robes, and partners who were born and died on the battlefield.

The so-called tacit understanding means a lot of words, you don't need words, you only need a look to express it.

Suddenly, the seriously injured dragon became furious.

He bit at the silk thread like crazy, his mouth was toothless, it was all smashed in the battle with Lu Mingfei, it didn't matter, he used his gums and bones to bite at the silk thread recklessly.

The blazing dragon's blood will boil the sea.

What a tragic scene.

Worst of all is futility.

He stopped, staring at the silk thread for a long time, he realized that with his current self, he couldn't destroy it no matter what.

He looked at himself, the broken dragon body.

He also looked at the commander's face when he was fighting.

Once again, he looked at Chiron.

It's just that apart from stubbornness, there seems to be a little more in those dim golden pupils, something else.

what else?

It should be, please.

But how is it possible, they are dragons.

It is a noble dragon.

It's a proud dragon.

How could it be... pleading.

Chiron slowly closed his eyes.

He is like a sculpture.

Opening his eyes again, he stared coldly at the seriously injured dragon.

Long chant.

It's the commander's order.

"charge!"

This is the third time.

Even Lu Mingfei felt tired.

The bronze mask was also cracked.

A mask is just a mask after all, and in terms of material, it still cannot be compared with his bronze mask that carried Yama.

Lu Mingfei touched the mask.

in time.

he thinks.

Overwhelmed by dragons again.

Under the silk thread of the red dragon, this group of bronze subordinates can share the damage equally, so they are desperate, even if they exchange injuries for injuries, it is almost crazy.

Warriors are unparalleled in combat power, and they also have ways to defend themselves, but the means of self-healing are not many in the inhuman period, and it is one of the few shortcomings of Lu Mingfei.

As a result, as time went by, several terrifying wounds gradually appeared on the boy's body.

As a price, it was the three dragons who were severely injured by him.

(End of this chapter)