Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 239: Fighting a hundred battles without danger
The night wind blew by, and blood mixed with sweat dripped down Lu Meng's face, bringing a hint of coolness.

He looked at the iron hat thrown on the ground and sighed: "It's very expensive."

Feiniu chuckled.

"Brother Lu is indeed confident and has the strength to do so." Looking at Lu Meng's single clothes, he sighed, "You have killed so many of my brothers tonight, but this is the first time you have been injured, right?"

Feiniu had to admit that the Sharks had a natural disadvantage in terms of agility.

The Children of the Scorched Earth, among humans, are also a specialized subspecies that are more adapted to survival in the wasteland. They are more like predators in the wilderness, with unique talents in running, sneaking, dodging, agility and other skills.

Under the same strength, Lu Meng relied on his skill to avoid fatal attacks time and time again.

However, this is tantamount to dancing on the edge of a knife. One wrong step will lead to an abyss.

Lu Meng backed away step by step and ignored the other party.

He was calculating two points in time in his mind.

One is at dawn, when the guards are on duty again, they will discover the tragic situation here.

It stands to reason that Feiniu is a wanted criminal in the kingdom, and he should be the one to worry about. However, Lu Meng is not sure whether Bayan's back-up force can be activated in the original plot. It will be the righteous guard uncle or Dashan Mukai who comes the next day. It's still possible to have a private fan.

He wouldn't gamble on the possibility.

The second is the time when Yamin wakes up.

After so many years of development, trying to stimulate a potential Shaq to go crazy is no longer as rough as it was during the Shaq era, but the price is that he needs to continue to be tortured and fall into a near-death experience. This period is indeed like flying. Niu said it was almost like falling asleep.

Lu Meng didn't think that Yamin would come to help him after he woke up.

Because the person who stood up at that time might be a berserker similar to Feiniu, and he was not sane yet.

Lu Meng stood still.

——Time is not on your side.

He was forced to fight head-on and fight quickly.

Sure enough, Feiniu didn't catch up. He held the segmented ax tightly in one hand and watched the wound on his hand stop bleeding, looking like he was taking care of himself.

Seeing Lu Meng's look, he smiled: "Have you made up your mind? You can't kill me by running."

Lu Meng held the long knife upside down with both hands, the tip of the knife touching the ground.

In this way, the longest knife range can be guaranteed, and the fastest and most powerful knife can be swung!

"Actually, you don't have to do this. It's not like we haven't cooperated with humans before - even though that person was killed by you again." Feiniu said slowly, looking at Lu Meng who was bound to win.

The next moment, the giant ax hit the long knife!

It was not Lu Meng who launched the attack, but Fei Niu who rushed over and interrupted his movements.

Then, the wind dances wildly!
The blood of the dead flowed on the ground, and mud splashed when they stepped on it. Every sound of fighting was like several warriors wielding their swords at the same time, and then the same number of warriors struggled to catch it.

"What's the point of talking about this now?" Lu Meng said during a break for breath, "You have stated your purpose from the beginning."

Ada once said that one of his brothers died here.

Ada once said that the blood they shed must be repaid with their lives.

Yamin guessed right, Ada did come for revenge, but not for the newcomers she had made in the arena, but for the Chosen of Krall who had been buried in this city one after another!

Feiniu did not reveal his identity.

As an elected leader, he is so proud that even if he is pretending, he is not willing to tell a lie!

There is no draw between them!

"So you've known it since then." Feiniu was stunned and laughed wildly, "But I also said something..."

"O mighty warrior, I will win with dignity!"

The distance between the two instantly narrowed.

Lu Meng's face was as dark as water, and every slash was aimed at Feiniu's vitals.

The trajectory of the blade extends from the joints and tendons to the aorta, heart and throat. It is a perfect combination of knife skills and anatomy. Even the water ninja assassins who kill many people in the swamp have never seen such tricky and weird skills.

Feiniu was laughing wildly. He didn't care and just slashed at Lu Meng's head with his segmented axe.

It is true that once Lu Meng hits Feiniu, it will immediately cause fatal injuries that even the madman cannot repair; but at the same time, the segmented ax in Feiniu's hand will also be struck head-on, even if its quality is not very good. , but with the blessing of Feiniu, it was enough to split Lu Meng into two pieces vertically.

Lu Meng couldn't accept such an ending, which forced him to change his tactics every time and turn around and fight hard.

"Aren't you ready to die?" Feiniu roared, "This is on the battlefield!"

Every time he struck hard, he spit out a word, and after finishing a sentence, it was like wind and thunder rolling past.

For Feiniu, it was obviously enough to delay the time and wait for Yamin to go crazy. When the time comes, there would be a choice whether to fight or to leave.

But he still chose such a desperate style of play!

Krall’s Choice…

No, there is no room for retreat for Shaq Warriors!
Standing on a high mountain, there is an abyss behind you!
cough.

Feiniu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and took a step back.

The handle of the knife wrapped with copper wire suddenly hit his diaphragm, and Lu Meng withdrew his left hand.

He just grabbed the gap and drew out his sword. This move was supposed to be like a swift draw and slash, but they were too close. Lu Meng's straight-edged sword had no room to draw out the sword. The draw and strike suddenly became A punch.

The injury was not serious, Feiniu raised the giant blade high again.

However, Lu Meng bought time after all, and he once again put the flesh and blood chopping knife behind him.

"I just feel that such a death is too cheap." He said softly.

The sword light lit up and the air roared!

It's like when the ultimate punch is used, even the martial artist himself will be injured.

Lu Meng's powerful slash even tore his own muscles. From his shoulder to his fingertips, pain surged through him like a snake-like electric current.

Wujin's blade reflected Fei Niu's face.

He suddenly smiled: "Okay."

The segmented ax was aimed at Lu Meng and struck down with force!

The two weapons were each aimed at each other's vital points. Even Lu Meng couldn't change his moves at this point, otherwise the strain from forcibly closing his hand would be enough to destroy a person's combat effectiveness.

Blood splashed on both of them at the same time.

Lu Meng flew out in the air, drew a parabola and fell to the ground, rolling several times.

Even the flesh-cleaving knife fell aside.

Feiniu felt dizzy for a while, then he banged the segmented ax on the ground and propped himself up.

A hideous wound spread from his lower abdomen to his right shoulder. Under the reverse slash of the flesh-cleaving knife, this knife cut off at least two-thirds of his ribs.

Blood flowed out, mixed with broken organs and minced meat.

Feiniu seemed to have just returned from the pile of dead people, but he was bathed in his own blood.

Such an injury would be fatal to anyone, but not to Feiniu.

However, his neck hurt, as if the strong wind swept by the blade was still lingering.

Just a few inches away, Feiniu was about to be decapitated.

He knew why Lu Meng failed.

Just before the segmented ax was about to hit Lu Meng's head and neck, Lu Meng leaned back to avoid it, so that his head would not explode directly. The segmented ax swept down and hit his chest.

Just by leaning back like this, Lu Meng's knife was not long enough.

However this is of no use.

With the power of the flying bull, whether it cuts the enemy's head or chest, it is a fatal wound.

Lu Meng was still lying on the ground.

——The other party hesitated at the last moment.

This is a fatal mistake.

This is the triumph of courage.

He won.

He killed a respectable human warrior.

However, it seems that you are not as happy as you imagined?
The long street suddenly became silent, and all that could be heard was the heavy breathing of Fei Niu.He was a little unable to stand up. While wielding the segmented axe, he wanted to reach out and cover the wound so that the mad regeneration could heal it.

But his right hand was completely out of control.

He looked sideways and saw that the entire nerves and connected bones of his right arm had been destroyed, leaving only a layer of skin connected.

The thick arm hung down weakly. After losing its blood supply, it shrank visibly to the naked eye and returned to its original appearance.

Compared to the other body parts of the flying cow after its mad transformation, this can even be called slender.

Ada's size was not known for her strength among her former compatriots.

He smiled bitterly: "It's really ugly..."

"I don't think so." A voice said.

This man spoke plainly and in a very light tone, but in this quiet air it was like thunder, exploding directly in Fei Niu's heart!

Feiniu looked up and struggled to focus his gaze.

In the distance, I saw the young man standing up from the ground and walking towards this side with a staggering step.

The white hair hangs down, and the eyes are as bright as the moon.

Lu Meng's pace was still a bit slow at first, but soon, he walked faster and faster, becoming more and more steady... while pulling out the straight-edged knife from his waist.

How can it be!

Green light shone into Feiniu's eyes, but he was filled with disbelief.

He looked at Lu Meng's chest.

There was a dent there - but no blood.

Is that long trench coat "dented"?

A piece of linen clothing may be wrinkled or torn, but how can it be dented and fixed like metal...

--Metal?
"It's exposed." Noticing Feiniu's gaze, Lu Meng sighed, "Then there's no need to hide it."

He thought silently in his mind: ["Fixed Appearance" module (C-level), uninstall. 】

——This is really not a very powerful module.

Its only effect is to transform the clothes on your body into the appearance of the previous set of clothes, but the bonus effect remains unchanged.

This is to meet the players' needs for both beauty and strength: some equipment is extremely effective, but the clothing can make people cry; some equipment looks cool, but in actual combat, it is not good at lifting the hips.

To some extent, it can also solve the mold wearing problem.

And to meet the special needs of a group of people who want to go into battle naked.

Lu Meng's windbreaker was an illusion, but what he was really wearing was...

That set of full-body heavy armor that had been made long ago!
What he left for himself was of course the best.

As the module was uninstalled, its true appearance began to appear, covering Lu Meng's whole body with towering iron armor.These armor pieces that have been hammered thousands of times are as black as ink, as if they can dissolve in the night.

The module is only responsible for changing the vision, so Lu Meng can only use his [Stealth] skill to suppress other movements while wearing armor.

Huang Jun once thought that Lu Meng was not good at sneaking, but little did he know that he was always sneaking and pretending!
[Stealth: 56 (Outstanding)]

Now he no longer had to deliberately maintain this state. Every inch of his tight muscles suddenly relaxed, and sweat poured out, immediately soaking the inner wall of the heavy armor.

Yamin hit him hard with a bone spur before, and it was the same thing that hit him.

How can the bone quality of living things compare with this fine steel that has been tempered over thousands of times!
In Feiniu's eyes, one moment, Lu Meng was still a swashbuckling swordsman wearing a windbreaker; the next moment, pieces of armor grew on his body, and Lu Meng instantly became a warrior wearing steel.

Every time he took a step, the thick armor plates opened and closed and vibrated, like thunder.

"Holy Breastplate?" Feiniu recognized its style.

"I'm not." Lu Meng still had time to deny, "There are no tattoos on it."

This was an enhanced version of the Holy Kingdom Knight's armor, but it was true that the chest and abdomen had the thickest defense, so he deliberately used this part to resist Fei Niu's attack.

Cutting injuries were reduced by [-]% and blunt injuries were halved. With Lu Meng's toughness and physique, he was able to withstand it.

Even so, at that moment, he felt as if he had been hit head-on by a siege log. His whole body was paralyzed for a moment, and the parts close to the deformed armor were already torn apart.

[Toughness: 60→62]

"How did you do it?" Feiniu ignored his injuries and struggled to stand upright.

As a Berserker, he had witnessed the scene of 'Kral's Death' with his own eyes, but after experiencing it so many times, he more or less knew that it was an illusion in his mind - even so, it was considered a miracle.

But what happened to Lu Meng was completely beyond his understanding.

Is this the real miracle?
"It's just a little trick - you know, I'm good at this." Lu Meng said softly, "And you've lied to us so many times, why don't I lie to you again?"

"—Ada."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After a moment of silence, Feiniu laughed wildly again.

He suddenly opened his mouth and bit down on his right shoulder. The last bit of flesh and blood connected to his right arm was torn apart, and the entire hand fell off.

This hand is already useless, and if I keep it it will be nothing more than a burden.

He raised the segmented ax with one hand and roared to the sky. Through the wound on his chest, he could clearly see his lungs beating, and blood oozed out with every breath.

But Feiniu didn't stop, his eyes were all red, as if there was a sea of ​​blood flowing through him.

He chose to go completely berserk, even if he stopped, he might dry up and die on the spot.

Before Lu Meng arrived, he instantly recovered all his strength and rushed forward.

The crazy Shaq people collided with the steel-clad warriors. The loud noise could scare people into fainting, and their every step would crack the ground.

Lu Meng no longer had any scruples and used all his strength!

Holding it with both hands, he swung the sword at full speed and struck directly into the middle of the segmented axe.

But Feiniu blocked Lu Meng with just one slash.

This segmented ax was originally specially made to adapt to Ada's original body shape. Even in Feiniu's hands, it looked a bit thin and light, so wielding it with one hand was not a problem at all.

He slashed Lu Meng's shoulder.

——On top are thick shoulder armors.

The gold and iron exploded, and Lu Meng refused to dodge and took the blow forcefully.

He then swung the knife.

Same trajectory, same top speed, same hitting point.

Lu Meng used the same posture and swung his sword one after another!

Feiniu couldn't catch the gap at all, and was forced back every time by Lu Meng's slashes, and the segmented ax in his hand shook violently.

This is a tactic that consumes physical strength. If Lu Meng loses his breath first, Feiniu will be able to seize the opportunity to counterattack; but if Feiniu cannot hold the weapon firmly, he will be beheaded.

It seemed that Lu Meng was betting on who would run out of energy first.

There is no doubt that he has the advantage. The seriously injured Feiniu is completely burning himself now, and maybe the lights will go out at some point.

click!
There was a sudden strange sound among the impact of the blade.

Lu Meng swung his sword again!

Zhan Qing's blade struck the segmented axe, and a crack suddenly expanded, followed by sparks flying.

Segmented axe, broken.

This segmented ax is only as good as an old modified knife. It is a miracle that it can still persist under Lu Meng's precise chops.

The two of them were shaken away by the huge force at the same time, and the heavy iron block fell to the ground, falling right next to Lu Meng.

Lu Meng glanced at the inscription above:

[A bull would rather have its horns broken than bow its head. 】

"Given to the most loyal and invincible warrior of the Shark Kingdom, Ada the Flying Bull."

"—Shagel."

　Thanks to book friend 20191020065143941, the prosperous fallen leaves will eventually return to the ground, it is doting that created you and my children, Sa Axi said yes, thank you for your reward and support, thank you for your ten thousand points of reward support for There Must Be an Ending - thank you all for your enthusiasm!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)