Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 475 Mixed Blood Mode
The state of chaos requires the collision of the rationality of human personality and the bestiality of dragon personality, and the blending of sobriety and obsession. Lu Mingfei also tried to change the role of obsession from dragon personality to Yan Luo on a whim.

The phantom phantom that the old pottery figurine saw rising around Lu Mingfei's body is essentially the unfolding hopeless sky.

But unfortunately, it failed.

Lu Mingfei had expected this.

The hopeless sky can be unfolded to prove that the theory is feasible, but the reason why it still fails in the end is probably the broken bronze mask.

Various thoughts flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind.

In the process of coming to this world from Kyushu, the bronze mask was shattered, and at the same time, Lu Mingfei, the heart demon Yan Luo, and Yan Luo's Waigang Domain, Hopeless Sky, were unable to sense it.

In Lu Mingfei's conception, stepping on the dragon's blood martial arts can seduce the second personality in the heart of the mixed race, or the dragon personality, just like the intersection of black and white to form too quickly, and the two personalities of the mixed race occupy the two sides of the too fast black and white .

Originally, Lu Ming had to step up to the highest level of the ascent to the sky, and use the unsealed dragon blood after the death of one after another pottery figurines to ignite the golden pupils.

Now because of the dragon blood martial arts, Lu Mingfei ignited the golden pupils in advance to awaken the dragon blood buried deep in his body.

But... this giant tree of bronze and fire... what's going on?

Lu Mingfei couldn't figure out why such a huge tree of bronze and fire would appear behind him when he lit the golden pupil.

This is not the real world, it is Lu Mingfei who was drawn into by Tian Congyun Sword, the spiritual realm established based on the authority of the White King, or the world of mental imagery, at this moment in the outside world, Lu Mingfei is still standing in front of the shrine in the main hall, Maintain the posture of touching Amacongun sword.

Therefore, the picture of the bronze and the giant fire tree is only displayed in Lu Mingfei's spiritual realm.

However, it should be the influence of nature, Dragon Blood Martial Arts and Dragon Blood have the same origin, different from Kyushu Martial Arts.As a result, Dragon Blood Martial Arts awakened Lu Mingfei's second personality, but failed to awaken Yan Luo. If Lu Mingfei wanted to start the hopeless world again, perhaps he could only find a way to repair the bronze mask after returning to Kyushu.

As for other methods, perhaps there is no need to return to Kyushu, and it is also possible to repair the bronze mask in the world of dragons.

But in any case, the focus is still on repairing the bronze mask.

"what is this……"

"Martial arts."

"Martial arts..."

The old terracotta figurine chewed the word slowly, then looked at Lu Mingfei with golden pupils, and the towering bronze tree behind him.

"Haha."

He laughed.

"It's such an interesting thing to see."

"What a blessing!"

The old man's terracotta figurine lowered its head, its golden pupils like will-o'-the-wisps jumped unsteadily, and its laughter like a night owl was like the extremely dull rolling thunder.

"Don't die, brat!"

This is the strongest enemy Lu Mingfei has encountered since he set foot on the steps to the sky.

His combat experience is extremely sophisticated, and his swordsmanship is fierce. He often tries to get himself injured, but also leaves deep scars on Lu Mingfei.

The terracotta figurine of the old man seems to be transformed into a fierce beast.

This kind of desperate style of play should be extremely suitable for the terracotta figurines who are said to have no pain.

But the old man was yelling irritably.

"No fun!"

"No fun! No fun! No fun!"

"When the sword is cut on the body, there is no pain at all!"

The old terracotta figurine screamed strangely.

Not even pain and death could make the beast retreat, only make him more excited.

In addition to not feeling pain, the old pottery figurine can be said to be extremely satisfied with an opponent like Lu Mingfei.

He is like a beast.

Lu Mingfei didn't give up too much.

It was obvious that two people with swords were cutting each other, but it gave the impression that two ferocious beasts were biting each other with sharp teeth.

The Dragon Blood Martial Dao was only a framework when it was first started. Compared with Kyushu Martial Dao, Lu Mingfei's current means are extremely limited.

However, just this pair of ignited golden pupils gave Lu Mingfei a huge boost.

And, the special status of Dragon Blood Martial Arts.

The old pottery figurine completely forgot about Lu Mingfei's identity.

What is the challenger of existence.

What power of bronze and fire.

Don't take it to heart.

In the eyes of the old pottery figurine, Lu Mingfei was just an opponent worth fighting.

That's it.

He is a figure of 800 people, but he is not a murderer. His sword is never aimed at women and children who are powerless, and all those who die under his sword are famous swordsmen.

Of course, this does not mean that the old pottery figurine is a good person, and he never regarded himself as a good person. He just spent half his life pursuing the ultimate swordsmanship in his heart. On a peaceful night when he was 40 years old, he had dinner, Take the knife used for chopping firewood, and say "I'm leaving" to the wife and children at home, and this opened the prelude to a legend.

Under the sword of 800 people, there are only the dead souls of swordsmen. This statement is not false at all. There have also been widows of dead swordsmen who studied their skills hard and harbored deep hatred. One hand, not to take the lives of the Avengers.

No matter what the world says, there are only dead swordsmen under his sword, and the fight is only for more exquisite swordsmanship. This is a decision made on the night when he was 40 years old, and he will not change it until his death.

Someone reminded him that he always keeps his hand, and one day he will die because of it. The old man listened to it, and he still went his own way. Sure enough, in the end, the old man died of the strange poison of an avenger.

When he died, his eyes were staring, and he couldn't close them no matter what.

The world is discussing a lot, arguing why the sword demon can't die with peace.

Many people think that he still wants to kill, but he didn't kill enough. This statement has a lot of supporters, and it quickly becomes the mainstream. Slowly, almost everyone thinks that he still wants to kill, but he hasn't killed enough.

It was not until later that the recognized No. [-] swordsman mentioned it when chatting with others and gave a different opinion.

"I'm not reconciled."

"Because of strange poisoning, instead of a duel with fellow swordsmen, you can't die under the sword of fellow swordsmen. Probably, the sword demon will not be reconciled."

The terracotta figurine of the old man was covered with scars.

But the golden pupil is getting brighter and brighter.

Those eyes seemed to be on fire!
"Little devil!"

he growled.

"The old man has never learned swordsmanship from anyone for a day."

"There is no way to fight."

"The old man only knows that it doesn't matter what school you are, what kind of swordsmanship you are fighting in a duel."

The swords of the two collide.

The old terracotta figurine roared like a beast.

The next moment, he came close to him, his shoulder pressed against the edge of the sword, and the surface of the terracotta figurine was shattered, and the body of the sword embedded in his shoulder.

This desperate style has achieved remarkable results. The old man's terracotta figurine is very powerful. After Lu Mingfei ignited the golden pupils, the old man's terracotta figurine was not as good as his physical fitness.

But this time, he still put on Floo Mingfei abruptly.

Obviously, the old man's terracotta figurine looked more miserable than Lu Mingfei.

But he looked up to the sky and laughed as if he had won a big victory.

"See that, brat!"

"It doesn't matter what kind of swordsmanship you have!"

"Only the one who survives to the end is the winner.

Lu Mingfei stood up clutching his chest. After igniting the golden pupils, his self-healing ability was also enhanced. In just a moment, his injury was no longer a serious problem.

"Old man."

Lu Mingfei grinned and smiled.

"It makes sense."

"It's just you doing it, it's quite heavy."

The old terracotta figure looked at the fast-healing wound on Lu Mingfei's body and couldn't help shaking his head.

He suddenly thought, he is both a terracotta figurine and a heroic spirit, so he is no longer a human being.

But compared with Lu Mingfei, who is less human is still debatable.

The old pottery figurines also knew that this was not the real world, and the terrifying self-healing ability displayed by Lu Mingfei was just a manifestation of his bloodline in an ideal state, a certain possibility, a potential that belonged to the future and had not yet been fulfilled.

But to have this level of potential is already terrifying.

"Come again."

Lu Mingfei made a random gesture, and stared at the old pottery figurine with his golden pupils.

"Old man."

The old terracotta figurine laughed heartily.

"it is good!"

He has never been educated, can't read, and can't speak elegant sentences. No matter how happy he is, he can only say "yes" and that's all.

Although there is only one word "good", the old man's terracotta figurines are really incomparably carefree and joyful. It is his lifelong wish to compete with the strong.

The two beasts collided again.

Only this time, in Lu Mingfei's moves, he could see some shadows of old pottery figurines.Not long after the fight, the old pottery figure discovered this.

He was not annoyed, but laughed happily.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Good job, brat!"

"This old man's sword doesn't have any genre or particularity."

"What the old man has is just a life and death after struggling again and again!"

"If you can learn, go ahead and learn!"

"Then I won't be polite, old man!"

Lu Mingfei's progress is visible to the naked eye.

He is like a dry sponge, eagerly absorbing the sword skills of the old man's terracotta figurine.

The battle with the old man's terracotta figurine was the most difficult battle since Lu Mingfei stepped up to the sky.

It was also Lu Mingfei's biggest improvement.

As a hybrid, learn new combat skills.

Although the old terracotta figurine keeps saying that he has no fighting style and skills, there are not many great swordsmen who died under his sword. In fact, the old terracotta figurine does not need to learn any sword skills, how to use a sword, how to fight, how Killing, all these principles have been engraved into his bone marrow, forming an instinct, as easy as an ordinary person eating and drinking.

From Lu Mingfei's point of view, he had to admit that this old man was indeed a character. If he was sent to Kyushu to concentrate on swords, he might be another well-known swordsman Wai Gang.

The most surprising thing is that the swordsmanship of the old pottery figurine is something Lu Mingfei has never seen before, and it is also the most suitable for Lu Mingfei. He frantically absorbs nutrients, turns them into flesh and blood, and fills them into the framework of Dragon Blood Martial Arts.

Slowly, slowly, a little spiritual light brewed in Lu Mingfei's heart, turned into seeds, and broke through the ground.

The old terracotta figurine nodded slightly.

Taking a step back, the two separated.

"Little devil!"

The old terracotta figurine stared straight at Lu Mingfei.

"You seem to have accomplished something, something extraordinary."

Lu Mingfei came back to his senses.

He smiled.

"It's just a prototype."

"Oh!"

The old terracotta figurine made a sound in surprise.

"It's just the prototype that has such prestige. In this way, it's even more remarkable than the old man imagined."

"I don't know if the old man is lucky enough to see it?"

"Old man, if you want to see it."

Lu Mingfei's impression suddenly changed.

A contradictory and coordinated momentum appeared on him.

"I've been thinking about how to go about the path of Dragon Blood Martial Arts."

"thought long time."

"This is different from what I'm familiar with. It has no strength, but some blood."

"But would it work to simply exchange strength for bloodline?"

"There is also the hidden danger of dragon blood, the contradiction between dragon personality and human personality, hybrids can only struggle between the two, and there is a risk of degeneration at any time."

"Budao may be an exit."

"I hope Dragon Blood Martial Arts can reconcile the mixed-race gods, appease the killing consciousness, and achieve the harmony and unity of the two personalities."

"But the collision of the two is extremely important and indispensable."

Lu Mingfei smiled lightly.

"In the final analysis, hybrids are neither humans nor dragons."

The noble and ferocious golden pupil looked at the old pottery figurine.

What filled Lu Mingfei's eyes was the tyranny and madness that didn't match his youthful appearance.

"It's also thanks to you for helping me perfect this move."

"Dragon Blood Martial Arts: Hybrid Mode."

Lu Mingfei disappeared.

In an instant, the pupils of the old man's terracotta figurine shrank to the size of a pinprick.

He hastily raised his sword forward.

A clang was barely stopped.

The old terracotta figurine felt his life was numb and his heart was beating wildly.

Such pressure!Such pressure!Such pressure!

simply……

The old man's terracotta figurine's golden pupils shot out ecstatic light.

Fantastic!

In the feeling of the old man's terracotta figurine, what he faced was no longer a human being, but a deadpool.

A Deadpool who thinks rationally, knows how to advance and retreat, suppresses desires, and can fight.

Speaking of which, what is the difference between such an existence and a dragon?
Perhaps the difference is only in the bloodline concentration.

The balance of battle is tilted to one side.

The battle situation is completely one-sided.

The old pottery figurines who were evenly matched with Lu Mingfei before were completely at a disadvantage at the moment.

After turning on the mixed-blood mode, Lu Mingfei can switch back and forth between wild and rational states as he likes. His fighting style is ever-changing. Whether it is Qianye Yizhan or Shizaiyuewu, he can do it all at his fingertips, and he can display 100% of his abilities. power.

No, it is more powerful than the original sword skill.

This is the first step created by Lu Mingfei for Dragon Blood Martial Arts.

Once the mixed-bloods start the mixed-blood mode, it means that they have embarked on the dragon blood martial arts.

Lu Mingfei's attack was like a storm.

In the mixed-blood mode, Lu Mingfei can fully display the sword skills that belong to the mixed-blood species.

So much so that later, Lu Mingfei simply gave up his sword skills and relied purely on instinct, which was using the fighting style of the old pottery figurines.

Instead, he covered the old man's terracotta figurine.

Despite being at an absolute disadvantage, the old pottery figurine did not give up, he continued to fight desperately like a desperate beast.

Two pairs of golden pupils met their gazes.

The old terracotta figurine was taken aback.

He saw a light in the depths of Lu Mingfei's tyrannical eyes.

Extremely sober, extremely calm, extremely rational.

Violence and calmness appeared in a pair of golden pupils at the same time.

"This is……"

"Ah."

Lu Ming said nonchalantly.

"Think with reason, fight with wildness."

"Achieving a balance between man and dragon."

"This is the mixed-blood mode."

The old terracotta figurine laughed.

Then he met Lu Mingfei with a crazier attitude.

Like a moth to a flame.

"Little friend, the old man has something to ask for."

"You say."

"Please kill me with your sword."

"it is good."

The terracotta figurine of the old man smiled.

"Then, no regrets."

(End of this chapter)