Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 91 Beheading
Clouds and smoke lingered, and a thick white mist formed by a large amount of water vapor enveloped the broken elevated road.

Lu Mingfei stood on the other side of the elevated road, staring at Chu Zihang's battle on the other side with golden eyes.

"Aren't you going to help, Captain?"

Finger put his head on the door of the Maybach as an umbrella, and the princess hugged the unconscious Shi Jinzi.

"He can handle it all by himself... but it's almost time to end it now."

Lu Mingfei said.

Only then did he wrap the Jingyue Great Sword in a soaked red velvet cloth and walked to the edge of the broken viaduct.

"Hey, Captain, what about this corpse!?"

Fingel shouted quickly, indicating that he wanted to deal with the dragon-shaped Deadpool who was dismembered by Lu Mingfei. Otherwise, if it was seen by ordinary people, the headlines of the major news in Japan would probably be "A real weirdo appeared in Osaka" tomorrow. .

But if you want to cover it up, it's easy. Then add a few news items such as "Kamen Rider Den-oh has arrived at the scene" and "The Beast Fist Team has defeated the monster" can easily lead the topic to the direction of Tokushu up.

"Let's wait for someone to come over to deal with it... The people from the Japanese branch should be here soon."

Lu Mingfei disagreed.

……

"Dragon Horse" quickly climbed up from the road pit where the asphalt melted, and there were severe pains in the chest, back and arms that were enough to make people faint, as if Chu Zihang's terrible Jun Yan was still burning his own flesh and blood.

He had lost his will to fight, and his eyes were searching for a direction to escape.

But Chu Zihang was full of fighting spirit!

He came with the scorching hot domain, and the physical strengthening brought about by the second bloodbath had already made his normal movements equivalent to four times the speed of opening the second-order "moment".

Under the eyes of others, Chu Zihang was out of harmony with the normal world, and his attacking movements were as if the quadruple fast-forward button had been pressed.

The white smoke billowed like a dragon, and a bright red ray of light tore through the dense white mist, like an unstoppable red arrow of light.

It was almost turned into a red-hot iron block, and the village rain was burning violently!
The high temperature enveloped Ryoma's body again, and he had already been severely injured after eating a shot of Junyan head-on. If he ate another shot, he might die suddenly.

But unfortunately, Chu Zihang did not intend to let him go.

Behind him seemed to be dragging a long white dragon, Muramaro rushed towards the dragon horse with an extremely blazing flame in his hand.

Ryoma responded hastily, holding a Taidao and a horizontal sword to block——

"Chong!"

The blades collided, and the sharp sound was piercing. Although Longma was at a disadvantage, but now he only wanted to escape, and he had no fighting intention in his heart.

But Chu Zihang's second knife had already landed, and it was still the same movement and the same angle!
Broken knife thirteen consecutive flashes!

This is the most simple sword technique, using the same movement and the same angle to slash repeatedly, forcing the enemy to face the sword with oneself, to see whose strength is exhausted first.

Legend has it that there was a kendo master in history who could cut thirteen consecutive cuts. The thirteen forces concentrated on the same position of the opponent's weapon in an instant, and finally cut off the opponent's sword. ".

But for Chu Zihang, thirteen knives are by no means the limit. With his brutal physical fitness and swordsmanship skills, even cutting hundreds of knives is not a problem.

He used this trick to suppress and force this heretic to fight him here, rather than trying to escape.

Once Longma is given a chance to take advantage of it, he and Lu Mingfei may have to waste a long time by relying on the opponent's own speed of escape.

So it's best to completely cleanse this heresy here.

The fourth knife, the fifth knife, the sixth knife...

Chu Zihang is like a tireless attacking machine. The speed and angle of each fall of Murasame in his hand remains the same as the previous knife. The number of times of slashing has become meaningless. the devil.

On the contrary, Longma, he has begun to be unable to hold on anymore, the characteristics of the dragon form have faded from him, and it seems that he has been unable to maintain this form.

"Heretics shall die!"

Chu Zihang seized the right opportunity, his blazing golden eyes seemed to lock on Ryoma's lifeline, and the burning village rain in his hand turned into a flash of red light, cutting off the opponent's head with one blow!

Blood spattered like a fountain, Ryoma's head gurgled and fell to the ground with an expression of disbelief remaining on his face.

The world seemed to quiet down all of a sudden, the sharp sound of knife fighting disappeared, and the sound of wind and rain filled the ear curtains again.

He stared at Ryoma's head for nearly 2 minutes, and after confirming that there would be no mutations, he breathed out a mouthful of hot white air heavily.

"well done."

Someone said behind him.

Chu Zihang was stunned, then turned around, crossed his hands on his chest, and saluted Lu Mingfei as a comrade-in-arms brother.

"It looks like he's not injured..."

Lu Mingfei returned the eagle salute, glanced at the iron blue scales that had grown from Chu Zihang's body, and frowned slightly:
"Is this the power brought by the violent blood technology?"

"Yes, it is indeed a technology that can quickly increase strength - but there are certain risks."

Chu Zihang broke away from that dragon transformation state, and said softly.

Lu Mingfei frowned. After Chu Zihang got the Lionheart Society's bloody notebook, he glanced at it a few times. He was not interested in it and even felt a little contemptuous.

He disdains to use this kind of alien power, he has the blessing of the great emperor, he has the spiritual ability of prophecy, and has more than 100 years of experience in bloody battles... There is no need to stimulate the blood of the alien in his body to strengthen himself.

But then Lu Mingfei felt helpless again—his fighting brothers didn't have these, and could only rely on the power brought by the alien blood in his body.

"I have to find a way to find a surgical method that can strengthen the body... and the manufacture of a simple version of the alchemy power armor is also on the agenda."

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

"Then what should we do next?"

Chu Zihang asked while panting in a low voice.

After exiting from the state of violent blood, his body has suffered a lot of backlash, and his physical strength has been exhausted, so he can barely stand up with the village rain.

"Let's get out of here first, and then find a place for you to recover for a while."

Lu Mingfei walked over to help Chu Zihang up, and walked to the Maybach in the distance.

"...What about Senior Brother Fingel?"

Chu Zihang was taken aback, but he didn't see Finger's figure.

"He... I gave him a special mission."

(End of this chapter)