Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 262 Odin makes a desperate move!

There is a saying in the art of war: "An inch long is strong; an inch short is dangerous."

The general meaning of this sentence is that in a duel with cold weapons, the longer the weapon, the larger the attack range, and the greater the advantage it can have; and the shorter the weapon, the more angles it can attack from, and it can cause more damage. threats.

However, this is only a brief summary in theory, and it is another story in reality.

For example, now, even though the figure Fu Su stabbing with a sword is very handsome and the Lu Lu sword in his hand is very sharp, Zhou Xuan is not panicked at all.

As for the reason, there is no other reason.

The Lu Lu sword is less than two meters long, while the complete Zhanma sword Fury is seven meters long...

"It's a pity that I can't kill Odin with one set of skills."

Zhou Xuan sighed secretly in his heart. The sword in his hand was as fast as thunder and as heavy as a mountain. It drew a stunning arc in mid-air and pointed directly at Fusu's neck.

Fusu's heart trembled, and he was forced to quickly defend with his sword, holding the sword in front of him.

"Oh!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing was like thunder, and Fusu's body flew out again.

Pompeii did not waste the opportunity created by Fusu and instantly transformed back into a dragon body.

Odin, riding the eight-legged horse Repnir, returns to the world again!
Kungunir instantly flew back to Odin's hands.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuan did not step forward rashly, but stood there with the knife in hand.

Although the venom of Atkan's Taotie and Ertian Yiyi had already caused considerable damage to Pompeii's body, Pompeii had successfully transformed back into Odin at this time.

With the dragon body appearing, the Eternal Spear in hand, and Fusu about to return, now is no longer a good time to directly fight Odin.

Zhou Xuan, who has always been cautious in his behavior, will naturally not get carried away and attack recklessly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Zhou Xuan saw the current situation of his "weak teammate" Black Snake.

The huge and sturdy body was covered with scars, and most of the pitch-black scales were covered with cracks. Blood spurted out like a spring, dyeing the bronze on the ground blood red.

The black snake lay weakly in a pool of blood, the light in its golden eyes flickering on and off, very dim.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuan frowned slightly.

The moment the black snake emerged from the wreckage of the Lenin, he roughly guessed its identity.

Behemoth, the King of Oceans and Water.

The Dragon King whose brain was dug out in the embryonic stage and became a blood sacrifice.

This Dragon King once appeared with Lu Mingze in Russia's Black Swan Port, and was Lu Mingze's pet at the time.

Although Zhou Xuan didn't know what method the little devil used to resurrect it, the black snake shouldn't be that weak. It was defeated by Fusu in three strokes.

"Could it be that the black snake's resurrection was incomplete? Or is it that Lu Mingze deliberately released the water?" Zhou Xuan was a little confused.

When the black snake swallowed the Diryste, Zhou Xuan had the ability to stop it, but at that moment of lightning, he thought about it and finally chose to dodge.

For Chu Zihang and Caesar, the situation in the Nibelungs was completely beyond their control.

As the saying goes: "When gods fight, mortals suffer."

No matter how powerful the A-level hybrid is, he can't get a ticket to a Dragon King-level battle.

It may be safer for them to enter the belly of the black snake than to stay outside.

Lu Mingze is a pure profit-oriented person, and there is no possibility of killing Chu Zihang and Caesar here. This would do him far more harm than good.

"Besides, this Nibelungen is going to be very lively next, a place of right and wrong."

Zhou Xuan looked towards the entrance of the Nibelungen. A burst of red mist suddenly rose from the entrance.

The grinding sound that made people's teeth hurt was heard one after another, like a thousand iron nails scratching hard on the smooth glass.

Scarlet blood flowed quietly along the lines of the bronze floor, and hundreds of golden flames suddenly ignited in the blood mist.

Those are thousands of pairs of golden eyes!

Countless dead servants with human bodies and snake tails sprang out of the blood mist. Their scaly bodies glowed with metallic light, their pupils were ferocious gold, and their faces as pale as corpses had a strange and ferocious expression.

Deadpool's body twisted wildly, his sharp claws danced wildly, and his terrifying and hoarse roar was like the howl of a demon from hell.

The dead waiters smelled the smell of dragon's blood, and hurriedly swung their long tails and crawled towards the black snake in the pool of blood.

"Bang Bang..."

The crisp bang sound sounded quietly.

Deadpool, who was originally attracted by the dragon's blood, stopped moving instantly, as if he had been cast a restraining spell.

Zhou Xuan looked at the wooden box in Odin's hand, with a trace of ridicule on his face: "Sure enough. You are the KGB agent who provided Herzog with dragon research information, Bondarev, right?"

"This group of deadpools are all A-level or S-level. It's not that easy to get together! You must have been saving for decades. If I kill them all, would you feel bad?"

Zhou Xuan looked at Odin with a half-smile.

"As long as you can be killed, these are just necessary losses." Odin said coldly.

Odin knew that his current physical condition was no longer suitable for a head-on confrontation with Zhou Xuan.

He originally didn't want to let the Deadpool group enter the Nibelungen so soon, but the plan couldn't keep up with the change.

The nuclear bomb swallowed by the black snake has most likely been activated, and there is not much time left for him.

The most important goal of this trip has not been achieved yet, so there can be no further delay!

Thinking of this, Odin looked up at the towering tower in the distance, and his heart began to waver: "The blood sacrifice has ended...the remains of the White King..."

At this time, Fusu, who was knocked away by Zhou Xuan, returned to Odin again.

"Fusu, you lead the group of dead servants to stop him, and I'll go get the remains of King Bai. Time is running out."

Before he finished speaking, the eight-legged Pegasus Repnir let out a thunderous roar and flew Odin towards the towering tower.

Watching Odin fly into the air, Zhou Xuan did not stop him.

He knew what Odin was looking for, and he also knew that Odin could not succeed.

The remains of the White King have long since turned into Yamata-no-Orochi and left the Divine Burial Hall. Now it is unknown which underground river it is growing in obscenely.

The only one who can find it in the world now is Ms. Bai Wang on Zhou Xuan.

There is only one exit from the Nibelungen. Lu Mingze should have activated the nuclear bomb, and Odin is already a turtle in the urn.

Zhou Xuan is not in a hurry to chop him into a piglet. Now, he is more interested in Fusu in front of him.

"Speaking of which, I'm really curious about you. I have a question that I don't know whether to talk about."

Zhou Xuan casually waved his machete and raged, reaping the life of the dead servant like a leisurely pace, and gradually walked towards Fusu.

"Just ask."

Fusu stood with his sword in hand.

(End of this chapter)