Dragon Clan: Dragon Slayer Wizard, professional dragon slayer

Chapter 127 "A kind father and a filial son" (please subscribe)
The ground suddenly sank. Long Kui, who was leaning against the wooden table with only half of the area remaining, picked up a bottle of sake from the table, skillfully poured it into the cup in his hand, and took a sip. Then he watched the smooth-flowing battle ahead as if he were watching a play.

Beside him, a frustrated Eriki came over at some point and placed the bowl of delicacies "contaminated" by sawdust in her hand on the other half of the intact counter.

When Mammon saw her like this, she couldn't help but dexterously jump over from the side, and then gently pushed a small celadon bowl behind her to the girl with her cat's paw. Inside was the pear clothes she had just been given to her before she had a chance to eat. of ramen.

"Eat it, meow!" Mammon sat on the counter, patting the table with her purple tail, and raised her furry little face proudly.

Eriyi's eyes lit up when she saw the dishes Mamon pushed over. Then the white arm she just stretched out suddenly hung a few centimeters away from the porcelain bowl. Finally, she pushed the noodles over again and tilted her head to express confusion. In front of the little cat, he whispered:
"You better eat it."

Mammon shook her head, jumped on Eri's head with a slight jump of her limbs, patted the top of her dark red hair, and urged the girl to fill her stomach quickly.

Eriki touched her hungry belly. After hesitating for a while, she finally picked up the chopsticks and sat on the wooden table to eat.

Mammon, on the other hand, was lying on top of her head, resting on his plush cat paws, eyes narrowing slightly as he entered into a rest.

Long Kui looked at the peaceful and harmonious image here, and then looked back at the collision of ancient swords and steel in front of him. He couldn't help but shake his head, with a helpless smile on his face.

"These days, a little girl from a big family can't afford to go out for a late-night snack..."

At this time, Yuan Zhisheng sensed the huge power coming from Tong Ziqie, his heart suddenly sank, and there was a trace of disbelief between his frowning eyebrows.

He was actually at a disadvantage...

The ramen chef in front of him, wearing a funny black cloth turban, was as powerful as the reincarnation of a hydraulic machine. He didn't even use his hands. He just used his left hand to hold down his violent body.

Yuan Zhisheng had only experienced this situation once three months ago.

The only one who can suppress his emperor... is another stronger emperor!
Damn it, when did super hybrids like "Emperor" become wholesale? Didn't Mr. Masamune say that he was the last "Emperor"?

"Is the underworld so unethical now?" Uesugoshi held a mace in one hand, veins bulging on his arm, and slowly took out a cigarette from his arms.

While suppressing Yuan Zhisheng, he even had time to light a cigarette.

"Whether there is morality or not is not your decision." Yuan Zhisheng held the handle of the ancient sword with both hands, and the indifferent golden pupils in his eyes lit up solemnly. Then he took a deep breath, and a "click" came from near his wrist. "Click" sound.

This is the sound of bones reorganizing.

The next second, the keel state was completed instantly.

Then he reached out with one hand, directly grabbed Uesugoshi's wrist holding the mace, and pulled it down suddenly!
Power like a dragon and an elephant instantly burst out from the twenty-five-year-old young man's body, and with the help of the inertia that pulled the opponent over, he turned around and slashed at him!

The sword light that erupted at close range was like a cold night in winter, bone-chilling, and instantly enveloped the figure in front of him.

Uesugi didn't panic and allowed the other party to pull his body towards the blade, his face still as calm as Shisui.

The moment his head hit the sword light, his whole body leaned back in an incredible posture with the sole of his foot still standing on the ground as a fulcrum.

The blade of Minamoto's child's knife passed along the tip of Uesugoshi's nose, and the ramen chef's calm smile was reflected in the dazzling cold light.

The next second, he suddenly raised his foot in the air and kicked the young man in front of him in the heart like a heavy hammer!
Yuan Zhisheng's pupils shrank slightly, and then he instantly retracted the boy who was still heading forward. As soon as he turned around and blocked it in front of his chest, a pair of black cloth shoes that sold for single digits on the street stalls kicked him over in an instant.

"clang--"

It was supposed to be the dull sound of flesh colliding with steel, but because of the ridiculously huge force of the old man opposite Tokyo Bay, he kicked out a sonic boom that was like breaking through the air!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Yuan Zhisheng's body immediately flew backwards like a cannonball, smashing several alley walls behind him one after another, and finally managed to regain his footing and retreat violently.

"The things I learned are quite complicated. Israeli assassination sword skills. It seems that those old guys really regard you as their successor and taught you a lot of good things." Uesugi slowly stood up straight, his head seemed to be relaxed. After turning a few times and flexing the muscles and bones of his body, there was a "crackling" sound of bone dislocation all over his body.

Yuan Zhisheng patted the stone chips on his long black windbreaker, holding the long knife in his hand, and stood up straight again.

"There are no more than three super hybrids that can be counted in the whole of Japan. I am also very curious, who are you?"

His narrow eyes looked calmly at the old man in front of him who had a black cloth wrapped around his forehead, and there was no trace of warmth in his words.

This is the second time that Yuan Zhisheng has fought against someone so ridiculously strong. Compared with Long Kui's domineering power, which is as powerful as a raging flame, the old man in front of him is more like a mountain, and his power is crushing him like a toppling mountain. The scattered peaks below!
"Me? I'm just a ramen cook." Uesugi waved the pure steel mace in his hand twice, barely regaining the feeling of his youth, and couldn't help but smile happily.

"Since you don't want to say it, it doesn't matter. I'll let you speak." Yuan Zhisheng pulled out the ancient alchemy knife again and closed his eyes. This time, his aura was completely different from before.

The next second, blazing and dazzling golden light bloomed from Yuan Zhisheng's eyes, and rising with it was the extremely sharp killing intent.

He doesn't want to lose again. The big mountain that needs to be overcome...one is enough!

With this idea in mind, Yuan Zhisheng looked at the "ramen master" directly in front of him, put his thumb on the knife blade, squinted his eyes slightly, slowed down his breathing and entered a serious state, waiting for the next shocking moment.

The next second, the unparalleled sword light jumped out from the blue-white ancient alchemy sword. The entire night was instantly illuminated into daylight, and a Milky Way with chills and chills flew directly towards the man in front!
Faced with such a frightening power, Uesugi slowly put away the smile on his face, and a trace of solemnity oozed from his somewhat cloudy eyes.

Then he looked at the serious look on the face of the young man in front of him. In a daze, Uesugoshi seemed to see himself when he was young.

"It's not a good habit to be distracted while fighting me." Yuan Zhisheng's cold voice suddenly appeared in the old man's ears.

"Shh-"

In just a stunned moment, the young master of the Eight Sheqi Clan had already "teleported" from the front. On the blue-white blade, trailing a dazzling cold light, he suddenly fell down with an unrivaled momentum. !
The heart-shaped sword lion appears!
"If you want to seize the opportunity of a lion king to take a nap, the prerequisite for killing it is... you have to be another lion king!" Uesugi Yue raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and the murderous intent suddenly emerged from his eyes. The burly body radiated out and instantly enveloped Yuan Zhisheng's whole body.

The latter's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, dozens of afterimages of maces swung towards him, instantly blocking dozens of directions around him!

"Bala——" Dazzling sparks and flying iron filings bloomed again in the dark night. The scabbard held in Yuan Zhisheng's hand disappeared without knowing when, and was replaced by another blade of Xiu Ran. A dagger as short as flowing water.

The famous sword Kunimitsu.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Two ancient knives, one long and one short, kept flying down in his hands. Every time the sword light fell, the shadow of the mace disappeared. Finally, in an instant, two perfect arcs suddenly emerged from the source. Drawing on his hand, it was like two indestructible barriers, instantly clearing away all Uesugi's attacks!

Then, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly stepped back!
"Tick...tick..."

Drop after drop of bright red blood flowed from his palms, and blood holes were opened in Yuan Zhisheng's clothes on his left and right arms. The gurgling blood directly stained the white shirt he wore underneath.

Although Yuan Zhisheng reacted in an instant, he pulled out another dagger and used Ertian Yiyi, swinging away most of the shadows of the mace, but in the end, the mace still made several holes in his body. .

Yuan Zhisheng looked solemnly at the old man standing in front of him, feeling the burning pain coming from his shoulders. He couldn't help but clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and re-established his first-class starting position.

Uesugoshi glanced down at the chipped mace in his hand. After being silent for a while, he threw it to the ground beside him and then looked up at the young man in front of him.

The two people's eyes couldn't help but collide, and the atmosphere of the entire scene suddenly entered a tense and solemn silence.

After the two sides looked at each other for a moment, Uesugoshi suddenly relaxed his body from the confrontation, waved his hand and said:

"Okay, it's boring for you to hit an old man with nothing on me with two weapons, so let's break up."

Yuan Zhisheng understood the meaning of the other party's words, which gave him a way to end the fight.

Immediately understanding, Yuan Zhisheng nodded and said calmly:
"Yes, unless you find a handy knife now, there is really no need to strike it down..."

Before he could finish speaking, his whole body froze in place.

Directly ahead, I saw a sneaky figure appearing next to the ramen chef.

I saw Eriko walking up to Uesugi at some point, carefully taking off the pink sword hanging from her waist, and then holding it up with both hands, "contributing" to the other party.

Uesugoshi looked at Eri Yi who was handing the knife to him in astonishment at this time, and he was suddenly at a loss.

"What do you mean? She doesn't want me to continue fighting with that kid, does she?" The ramen chef couldn't help but coughed twice in embarrassment, with a strange expression on his face.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth twice, and then his heart couldn't help but hurt, and he instantly felt an indescribable sadness rising from the bottom of his heart.

"Ahem, stop making trouble, Eriyi, you've been out long enough, come back with me."

Yuan Zhisheng put away the two ancient alchemy knives in his hands, walked straight towards Eri Yi, and spoke slowly.

Eriyi pouted her lips, finally took back the long pink knife in her hand, hung it on her waist, and then silently retreated towards Long Kui in small steps.

After a while, she hid half of her body behind the boy opposite, revealing her small head and looking at Yuan Zhisheng with a pair of big watery eyes, blinking her dark red pupils, looking reluctant.

On top of Eriki's head, Mammon used cat claws to pull down her eyelids and made a face directly in the direction of Minamoto.

The young master of the Yuan family, who had always been in a peaceful mood, couldn't help but feel the veins popping up on his forehead when he saw this scene, and he couldn't help but tighten his hands that he had just stretched out.

At this time, Eriyi grabbed the corner of Long Kui's clothes and stood behind the boy, as if the other party was a brother and sister.

But at this time, he was more like a villain who was about to snatch his sister from his brother, leading a circle of black-clothed thugs to surround him.

Thinking of this situation, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but want to vomit blood.

Long Kui on the side could not guess the bloody plot that flashed in the mind of the young gangster at this time. He just smiled and spread his hands and said, "You have also seen that Eryi does not want to go back now."

It was just an ordinary statement, but in the current view of Yuan Zhisheng, the other party seemed to be provoking him?
"Qiang!"

He silently pulled out the Doji Kiri.

Even if he had to risk having his sword broken, Yuan Zhisheng swore that he would make two cuts on Long Kui's body.

"Whether Eriyi can leave or not is not something we can decide. Her body does not allow her to leave our family for too long." However, after seeing Long Kui silently pull out a gorgeous dragon scale pistol from his waist, he fired it. After putting it to his mouth and blowing on it, he silently took back the ancient alchemy knife in his hand.

That gun...you can tell at a glance that it's not a normal thing.

Fighting with a knife and a gun, he still couldn't do such a stupid thing that went against the trend of the times.

Especially the opponent's own strength is still above him.

After Long Kui heard this sentence, he couldn't help but frown slightly and asked in confusion:
"what happened?"

"Sorry, we only have a cooperative relationship with the secret party. This is the privacy of our Sheqi family. I cannot disclose it." Yuan Zhisheng stood in front, looking at Eli Yi who was hiding behind Long Kui. He said calmly:

"Eriyi... we must go back today, otherwise..."

He looked at Long Kui again, with a hint of meaning in his eyes:
"You're going to hurt her."

　There is another chapter, which will probably be published in the early morning. Don’t wait any longer. Go to bed first.
　　
　
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