Chapter 239 A Fierce Battle

Die?

The red dragon is like a sculpture, with its head slightly bowed. The dragon's body exposed from the sea has an elegant arc like a swan, but it is more majestic and motionless, with only its slender dragon whiskers swaying in the wind.

It's like a totem that came out of the ancient murals painted with animal blood.

This is a creature with divinity woven into every inch of muscle, skin and bone.

Even though the battle has been going on for so long, and the bronze subjects led by Chi Long let go of their hands and feet to fight with others, no matter it is the audience or Lu Mingfei himself, every time they put their eyes on them, they are moved and moved spontaneously. The shock still lingers in my heart for a long time, lingering and unforgettable.

Throughout the history of the East and the West, going back thousands of years, his presence has never gone far.

Either as a symbol of underworld, representing the supreme power and power, or as the most evil and greedy monster, so that the heroes in the story can shine with their bravery.

Before these legends, there were still, older times, where they had been.

Active in mythology and worshiped as totems, they are not just like gods, they are gods themselves.

dragon.

Such a being walked out of history alive and stood here, leading the charge of the last twelve subjects of Bronze and Fire.

The fierce battles make adrenaline soar, reason gives way to sensibility, the boy dances with the dragon, and the audience is immersed in the beauty of the absolute violence they show, which is so dazzling that they even stop breathing.

But once the fighting stopped and their brains started functioning again, the audience suddenly realized what it was.

This is a dragon.

No words can be used to praise it.

No matter how long you kneel and kowtow in worship, it is not enough.

There seemed to be a voice shouting in the blood.

Inoue Yu touched the corners of his eyes, which were moist. Only then did he realize that he was crying.

When was it?

And why?

Inoue Yu couldn't understand and just felt confused.

Due to his bloodline, Red Dragon belongs to the bronze and fire series. Yu Inoue's performance was pretty good. In the audience, several hybrids who had awakened bronze and fire-speaking spirits were already in tears.

That was the call that sounded from the blood.

Ancestor named Dragon.

Therefore, not every mixed-race organization is a secret party.

Among the mixed-race group, there are really not many people who are determined to slay dragons.

Most mixed-race people have complicated hearts.

Put aside the general interests and the like, and start from a purely emotional point of view.

Hybrid, or dragonborn.

Do they really want to drive out all their ancestors?

It is strange to say that Lu Mingfei did not feel the call from his bloodline. It was as if to him, the dragon in front of him was just a bigger opponent, an opponent strong enough for him to fight to his heart's content. , nothing more.

In addition, although he is a student in Kassel, Lu Ming has only been enrolled in school for less than a month with full grades. His views on dragons have not reached the level of Angers where he must exterminate them all. He and dragons do not have any deep hatred. In the final analysis, the battle with the Bronze Subjects was just a matter of different stances.

That's why he said such a thing.

Warriors and killers are different. Warriors have opponents in their eyes, and they will respect their opponents, but killers do not. In the eyes of killers, there are only corpses and targets that are about to become corpses.

When faced with Lu Mingfei's words, Chilong's answer was.

"terribly sorry."

Bloody threads shot out from his body like tentacles and followed the sea water to find their target silently.

Twelve dragons.

The black sea water blocks everything and is the best shield.

The huge closed eyelids opened.

The golden eyes were also stained red with blood.

One, one, one.

The bone spurs parted the sea surface, and the water flowed down, along the rugged dragon body. It was reminiscent of the scene of a submarine rising in the documentary. Finally, there was a pair of eyes brighter than searchlights, like a crocodile locking its prey. The dragons once again completed their assembly behind the red dragon.

Lu Mingfei let out a sigh, and his eyes swept over these dragons who were supposed to be unconscious one by one. Soon, he discovered them.

With the red dragon as the core, those threads connect him to the other dragons.

There is weirdness.

Lu Mingfei thought.

This is the intuition from an inhuman warrior.

Chaos energy is entrenched in the wound, which is why the red dragon's regeneration ability cannot take effect. At this moment, when the strange threads connect the thirteen bronze subjects into a whole, the speed of wound regeneration finally exceeds that of chaos energy. With the destruction, every dragon's injuries are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the golden eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

"Is that so?"

Lu Mingfei said.

There was a sigh behind the bronze mask.

"I probably know your decision."

"Falling on the battlefield is our only destination."

The long chant of the red dragon is deep and solemn, like an oath made by humans and gods.

The next second.

He looked up to the sky and let out a powerful dragon roar.

That was the order from the commander of this last army of bronze and fire.

He said.

"Tongsheng!"

The soldiers responded with long, hoarse groans.

they said.

"Death together!"

The red dragon was the first to separate from the sea. He rode Juechen, and in his golden eyes was the determination of a narrow escape from death, no, a determination of ten deaths and no life.

"charge!"

"yes!"

Again.

It seemed like a repeat of the scene not long ago.

Lu Mingfei looked into each pair of golden eyes.

Without exception.

He saw a death wish.

That is, the determination to never give up.

"That's it."

The young man sighed quietly.

He stepped forward, tensed his calves, pointed his toes into the sea, and slowly drew a circle.

At that time, the red dragon came.

He put it down with one palm.

No taboos: Palm technique. Hang paintings!

The innate intuition gave a crazy warning, and Chilong's spirit was in a trance for a moment.

He looked at the young man in front of him again, that being.

Stop the crazy desire to retreat and move forward! forward! forward!

He shook his head, and with the terrifying majesty and speed of the next generation, he swept towards Lu Mingfei with the strongest dragon horn in his body.

A palm fell.

Strange power traveled around the red dragon like lightning.

But he is not a black dragon, he is second only to the Dragon King, the next generation.

The bloody mouth suddenly opened, with rows of sharp teeth like a meat grinding machine, and further inside was an abyss-like throat.

The red dragon roared wildly.

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly. At the critical moment, he was at a point on the sea surface, and the water splashed up like an arrow. He quickly retreated and escaped from the attack range of the red dragon.

Feeling something in his heart, the young man lowered his head.

The sea surface he stepped on suddenly exploded.

It was a dragon hiding in the water. It restrained its aura and borrowed the cover of the commander Chilong. It waited for Lu Mingfei to pass by and launched a sure-fire attack.

But you are not the next generation.

Lu Mingfei's body sank and he fell instantly. One leg remained motionless while the other leg was raised high, reaching past his eyebrows and past his shoulders.

"go!"

With a kick that has accumulated terrifying potential, even if your teeth are made of fine iron, you will still be turned into powder under my inhumanity.

The attacking dragon whined dullly.

A strong wind is coming.

More than a dozen steel whips twisted into dragon tails smashed the young man.

Lu Mingfei groaned, his eyes widened, and he suddenly lost the energy to step into the sea, and sank straight down.

After a successful attack, Long took advantage of the victory and followed the young man into the water.

One dragon after another rushed to catch up.

Like a group of sharks smelling blood.

Lu Mingfei is sinking, sinking.

A string of bubbles came out of the corner of his mouth, which was the oxygen he had lost.

The Nibelungen is a dead world. The four major elements here are all in the state after being killed by dragons using alchemy. Therefore, the sky is gray, there is no light, and it is very dark. Now that he is in the sea, it is even more... It was hard to see even a single fish or jellyfish due to the special formation of this ocean.

Human beings' fear of the deep sea is almost the same as that of deep space. When you go to the sea, you will feel a sense of loneliness, as if you are the only one left in the world. That kind of loneliness is so huge that there is a special word in psychology, that is, It's called deep sea phobia.

Lonely? Ah.

Maybe that bad kid from the past could.

But he is no longer.

The so-called warriors do not believe in gods or Buddhas. They do not ask about the past life or the afterlife.

Fight against heaven and earth, only cultivate yourself.

Lu Mingfei would not hold back because of loneliness.

Scenes of scenes flowed through his mind, and he was recalling the damage caused to him by the previous episode, but more importantly, the information exposed by this.

The high-intensity battle continues until now. It is undeniable that his condition has begun to decline and he is no longer as comfortable as he was at the beginning.

Logically speaking, the bronze subjects should be like this, but no, whether it was the red dragon's attack or the black dragon's sneak attack just now, they were almost at their peak.

The memory is fixed on the thread of red dragon connecting twelve dragons.

And their sentence.

"Tongsheng!"

"Death together!"

Lu Mingfei, who kept sinking, opened his eyes, and his golden pupils illuminated the chasing dragon.

So that’s it, I know.

A magical scene appeared.

Lu Mingfei suddenly stopped as he fell into the deep sea.

He settled there.

Should I describe it as floating or flying?

Let us zoom out and see a scene like this. In the center of the huge dark purple gem, the young man is here. He adjusted his body shape and stepped on the water with his feet, as if he were stepping on the earth. The young man raised his head and was very close at hand. 's dragon head.

Five Elements Sky: Divide the Sea!

Lu Mingfei created three martial arts techniques for Kyushu warriors in Tiandi Pavilion, which are all-encompassing and all-encompassing.

They are One Hundred No Taboos, Weapon Book and Five Elements Heaven.

To put it into simple classification, one can understand No Taboo as Kung Fu and Weapon Mastery as Weapon Proficiency.

As for the Five Elements Heaven.

It does not appear during body refining, but when the warriors develop their own magical powers, this is the time for this method to shine.

As the saying goes.

I have a bright pearl, which has been locked up by my ministers for a long time.

Today, when all the dust is gone, light shines through thousands of flowers in the mountains and rivers.

The young man is in the sea, singing to the sky.

"Divide the sea!"

…………

Many spectators were frowning.

The boy with the bronze mask has been around for a long time.

In fact, it was only a few minutes, but in their feelings, it could indeed be described as a long time.

From Hui Li Yi Xiao Hua to Caesar Anger, they all sweated for Lu Mingfei.

No matter what, he is just a human being.

Even if one masters martial arts, it will not be able to train a person to the point where he can breathe underwater.

That no longer belongs to the category of human beings.

So Lu Mingfei was in the sea for so long, does it really... doesn't matter?

They didn't find out until now.

Perhaps it was because Lu Mingfei's performance was too strong in the first battle. All they could think about was the god-like figure of the boy, and they had never thought about such a question, that is, whether the boy might lose.

If you calm down and think about it, you are facing a dragon, a pure-blooded dragon. No matter how strong Lu Mingfei is, he is still a human, just a hybrid. And he is still outnumbered. He is only one person, and there are thirteen dragons facing him. No matter how you look at it, losing is a matter of course, but winning is...

"Boom!"

Mushroom clouds formed by sea water rise high.

In everyone's shocked eyes.

The young man walked out of the sea.

All phenomena are magical, and can be played as open fire, heavy water, Geng metal, back earth, and green wood.

The Five Elements Heaven was at his fingertips, it was a piece of cake.

An inhuman being who was transformed and promoted based on earth, water, fire and wind. Lu Mingfei's miraculous power must be far beyond that of ordinary warriors.

He returned to the surface and stood still.

Throw away the broken body in his hand.

It's half a dragon.

It was the one that attacked Lu Mingfei not long ago.

Before he could fall into the sea, a third-generation species jumped out and caught him firmly.

In just this moment, the half-dragon has grown into a small segment of its body, complete with dense insect-like flesh buds.

Even though only half of his body was left and he was so seriously injured, he didn't die.

Lu Mingfei's eyes fell on the split threads of the red dragon.

He discovered that while the dragon was recovering from its injuries, the rest of the bronze subjects were obviously weakened, especially the leader of the red dragon, and even the golden eyes seemed dim.

"With the total death."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Do you share the life force?"

Chilong didn't answer.

Because the seriously injured dragon was looking at him stubbornly.

They are comrades in arms, partners in battle, and partners in life and death on the battlefield.

The so-called tacit understanding means that you can express it with a lot of words without words, just a look.

Suddenly, the seriously injured dragon became furious.

He bit into the thread like a madman. There were no teeth in his open mouth. They were all broken in the battle with Lu Mingfei. It didn't matter, he just used his gums and bones to bite into the thread desperately.

The fiery dragon's blood will boil the sea.

What a tragic scene.

The worst thing is that it's all in vain.

He stopped and stared at the thread for a long time. He realized that he could not destroy it no matter what.

He looked at himself, the broken dragon body.

Then he looked at the commander's expression as he started to fight forcefully.

Once again, he looked at Chiryuu.

It's just that there seems to be something more than stubbornness in those dim golden eyes.

What else?

It should be, begging.

But how is that possible? They are dragons.

It's a noble dragon.

What a proud dragon.

How could that be possible...begging.

Chilong slowly closed his eyes.

He seems to be a sculpture.

Opening his eyes again, he stared coldly at the seriously injured dragon.

Long chant.

It's the commander's order.

"charge!"

This is the third time.

Even Lu Mingfei felt tired.

The bronze mask also has cracks.

After all, a mask is just a mask. In terms of material, it still cannot be compared with his bronze mask that carries Yama.

Lu Mingfei touched the mask.

There's enough time.

he thinks.

Overwhelmed by dragons again.

Under the red dragon's silk thread, this bronze vassal can evenly share the damage, so it is almost crazy to do whatever it takes, even if it takes injury for injury.

Warriors have unparalleled combat power, and they also have defensive methods. However, this method of self-healing is indeed not much available in the inhuman period, and it is one of Lu Mingfei's few shortcomings.

So, as time went by, several horrific wounds gradually appeared on the boy's body.

As a price, three dragons were seriously injured by him.