Lu Mingfei Returned From Death

Using the same movement and the same angle, he cuts continuously, forcing the enemy to fight with him to see who's power is exhausted first. This is Chu Zihang's thirteen consecutive dodges of the Broken Sword!

This simple sword skill can be said to be stronger the more times it is slashed in succession. Legend has it that there was a swordsman in history who could slash thirteen swords in a row, and the thirteen rays of power concentrated on the opponent's weapon in an instant. At the same position, the opponent's knife was finally cut off!

But for Chu Zihang, thirteen is definitely not the limit. He could achieve 234 consecutive kills before the Nibelung Plan, let alone now.

Numbers no longer meant anything to him, all he could see was the flash of swords.

Once upon a time, Caesar had laughed at Chu Zihang's thirteen consecutive flashes, which had no beauty and were only monotonous and repetitive.

But at the most difficult moment, when he saw Chu Zihang using such moves to slash the humanoid dragon Yuan Zhisheng back, he would have applauded and cheered for him if his own aura hadn't been adjusted yet.

"Zhi!"

I don't know if it was after hundreds or thousands of cuts, but I heard the last crisp sound of the sword, and all the superimposed impact force exploded like a galloping horse on Yuan Zhisheng's heart, which was protected by a spider cutter.

The body made of thousands of tightly knitted bones made the sound of bones breaking. The impact made Yuan Zhisheng dazed for a moment. In just a moment, he took several steps backwards, and he couldn't stop until he pressed his feet against the wall behind him. body shape.

If Yuan Zhisheng hadn't entered the keel state from the beginning, I am afraid that just one blow would have completely broken his sternum and ribs.

After he stopped, Yuan Zhisheng looked at Chu Zihang with surprised eyes.

He has the same green-gray dragon scales as Caesar, and the hand holding the knife is in the shape of a sharp dragon claw, but his golden eyes are more fiery than Caesar's.

It looks like the same state as when Caesar faced him, but why has his strength improved so much?

The last time they met, Chu Zihang's attitude did not give him such a strong sense of oppression.

"I'm not late."

After forcing Yuan Zhisheng back and standing still, Chu Zihang held Murasame in his hand and breathed a soft breath of hot air.

"No, it came just in time." Caesar said, covering the bleeding shirt on his chest, "How about it, can you handle it alone?"

"Okay, just leave the rest to me." Chu Zihang was expressionless.

Unlike the VIP elevator that Yuan Zhisheng rode in, the freight elevator that Chu Zihang rode in almost fell without any hindrance when it encountered an earthquake, as if it was taking him to hell.

If it were an ordinary mixed-race species, he would probably have to wait for death in the elevator.

But Chu Zihang was different. Faced with such a desperate situation, the first thing he used was to force Murasame into the elevator wall, using the sword blade to increase the friction between the elevator and the elevator shaft.

Without using any blood blast, Chu Zihang made the elevator stop with a sharp friction sound.

This is Chu Zihang when the Nibelungen plan is almost completed. It is just a normal state, which is equivalent to the second blood explosion before the plan was carried out.

And Chu Zihang, who had just emerged from the freight elevator and given Yuan Zhisheng a set of thirteen consecutive flashes, entered a new form of blood bursting for the second time.

In this posture, he is even stronger than when he burst into blood three times before, almost on the same level as Xia Mi under the Nibelung in the capital.

Yuan Zhisheng stood quietly in front of the Buddhist altar, with the glowing green spider cut across his chest. His fingers slowly passed over the blade of the blade and gently clasped the tip of the blade.

This was not the starting move of any swordsmanship school. He had flaws all over his body, but Chu Zihang did not dare to take the opportunity to attack.

This action is like a priest preparing for a ceremony, silently wiping the long knife, and beheading the sacrifice with piety.

A biting murderous aura filled the hall. Apart from Ichimaru Gin, this was the first time Minamoto had encountered someone who could pose a fatal threat to him.

He is the emperor, and the emperor is born to be above all living beings.

But Chu Zihang is different. He is not a prey. He is a hunter just like Yuan Zhisheng.

Just from the attack just now, Yuan Zhisheng discovered the opponent's strength, strength, and bloodline.

Chu Zihang's bloodline definitely exceeded the critical blood limit, even more so than the emperor himself.

At this time, Yuan Zhisheng believed that Chu Zihang himself had defeated the Dragon King alone, and not that he had won the victory through beauty as rumored.

The next moment, the two of them moved.

They moved at high speed throughout the mural hall, and the two collided with each other in the space. Just the sound of the swords shook down one mural after another.

The ground, walls, and mid-air were all places where they slashed with knives.

In the invisible fight, the ground kept cracking and deep pits appeared wherever the two men passed.

The scales on Chu Zihang's body opened and closed, as if he was breathing on his own, and every breath burst out with tremendous power.

His bloodline has been enhanced by the refining technology, and now his body is becoming less and less human. The fine scales continue to harden and grow, as if the more he fights, the more like a dragon he becomes.

As for Yuan Zhisheng in his serious state, although his body is not as obviously evolved as Chu Zihang's, his whole body is also covered with fine white scales.

The battle between the two was like a storm, and Fingel, who had been hiding in the darkness, had to run to Caesar for shelter.

Otherwise, just the sharp airflow generated when the two collided could scratch his skin.

During the battle, both Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhisheng used their best sword skills, among which Yuan Zhisheng used the reverse curling blade style.

The secret of the reverse curling sword style lies in the curling. The spider is cutting and the blade is turning at the same time. It is like a piece of silk wrapped around the blade. Minamoto is wrapping the silk around the blade in layers, and the movements of his wrist are agile and graceful.

This is the opposite of the famous curling blade flow. The curling blade flow is getting faster and faster, as if the silk is getting tighter and tighter, while the reverse blade curling flow seems to be getting more and more relaxed, but the power attached to the knife is doubled.

Relying on his strong physique and such moves, Yuan Zhisheng has a slight advantage, but he is not sure of victory.

Although the completion of the Nibelungen Plan and the Bloodline Refining Technology of the Lionheart Society seemed to be far behind his own keel state, he had obviously managed to hold on to the noble royal blood.

Under the last sword of the reverse scroll blade, Chu Zihang was forced to retreat continuously until he retreated to Caesar's side.

"What school does your swordsmanship come from? Why have I never seen it before?"

Although he had the upper hand in the battle with Chu Zihang, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but ask after thinking of the strange feeling he had during the previous battle.

"There is no school. I learned it from the teacher of the Kendo class in the Children's Palace. The tuition is 3600, and there are 36 classes in total. I have learned swordsmanship in those 36 classes."

Chu Zihang took a deep breath and raised his sword above his head, assuming a standard straight-eye stance in Japanese swordsmanship.

Although it looked very standard, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but feel silent for a while when he thought that this might be one of the few swordsmanship skills that the other party knew.

"Damn the Sword Master of the Children's Palace, I saw him using a Japanese sword, and you also used a Japanese sword, and I thought that your fighting styles might be similar. No wonder everything went wrong when I fought him just now!"

In this regard, Caesar was speechless. Fortunately, he still used Chu Zihang as the main subject to study Japanese swordsmanship.

"By the way, people from the eight Sheqi families should be gathering. We need to get out of here quickly to avoid being attacked by heavy firepower." Caesar reminded. "Don't worry, I won't waste too much of your time." The person who responded to Caesar was not Chu Zihang, but Yuan Zhisheng, who was holding a knife in his right hand and stepping forward.

"One minute and thirty seconds left."

Yuan Zhisheng slowly raised the knife above his head and squatted down on horseback.

There was not much time left, he wanted to take down Chu Zihang with absolute strength.

As long as it is defeated, Caesar and Fingel can easily solve it.

The tip of the spider's cutting knife trembled slightly, and there was a slight wind sound when taking deep breaths. If the smell of blood in the mural hall already resembled a slaughterhouse for slaughtering livestock, then Yuan Zhisheng's knife was like the hell of Senluo!

Whether it was Caesar, Fingel, or Chu Zihang, who was slightly behind, they all felt like they were frozen in murderous aura.

Before Yuan Zhisheng's sword came out, the cold air from it seemed to have passed through his heart.

"Careful!" Caesar suddenly roared.

He saw that the other party's target was Chu Zihang.

And this roar also awakened Yuan Zhisheng's attack.

Knowing that the opponent's current bloodline was not much worse than his own, after exhaling all his breath, Yuan Zhisheng used his dragon-bone body and his spirit to use a killing move.

This was a move that had never been used against the man named Gin Ichimaru before.

"Heart-shaped sword flow·four divisions and eight phases, speaking spirit·royal power, evil ghosts destroy the original!"

Yuan Zhisheng stepped forward suddenly, and then his whole person suddenly turned into a shadow.

While taking action, he held the Spider Cut in front of his chest, and the four attacks were directly hidden in this preparatory action. This is the fourth attack!

Appearing at the same time as the Fourth Chapter, eight terrifying scenes appeared almost in reality, including Red Flame, Shura, Rakshasa, and Netherworld!
The spirit connected with reality, and a picture of the hell on the other side appeared in front of Chu Zihang and others.

When I hold the sword, I am in hell, and everything is my destiny!
Royal power is the foundation, murderous aura is the soul, spirit and artistic conception are at the same frequency, creating the scroll of evil spirits. This is the realization of Yuan Zhisheng and Lu Mingfei after the constant frustrations in their fight.

"Conceptual weapons?"

Chu Zihang recognized at a glance what type of moves Yuan Zhisheng used.

He had seen this ability of turning reality into reality too many times in the numbered knights of the Solomon Temple Society.

Chu Zihang, who was well aware of its power, knew that he could no longer hold back, otherwise even he himself would be defeated in an instant, let alone Caesar and Fingel.

In this case, that's all.

Opening his eyes again, the golden pupils in Chu Zihang's eyes began to become magnificent and charming.

But then, his body trembled slightly, as if he couldn't bear the huge pain and he knelt down, holding his hands tightly in front of his chest.

"Chu Zihang?"

Caesar was startled. He heard a huge cracking sound coming from Chu Zihang's body, as if something was broken.

Facing Yuan Zhisheng's persecution, Caesar didn't think much. He just stretched out his hand to help Chu Zihang up, but when he touched the other party's body, he realized that Chu Zihang was as hot as steel.

Fingel, who was hiding behind the two of them, frowned slightly at this moment. He glanced at the oppressive Yuan Zhisheng, then at the injured Caesar and Chu Zihang who didn't know what was going on.

The hand holding Gui Che trembled slightly, and just as Fengel and Tianren were fighting, Chu Zihang suddenly raised his head and looked directly into Caesar's eyes.

The majestic and frightened Caesar retracted his hand. He saw that Chu Zihang's eyes had turned into dragon-like vertical pupils.

The sound of cracking was endless, and Chu Zihang's body grew taller at an alarming speed. Thin cyan needles drilled out of the skin and stretched into black scales.

The fine white scales are centered on the tip of the nose, arranged like inflorescences, and the bulging muscles and non-human joints form an enchanting and toned dragon body.

The goal that countless fitness experts have been unable to achieve throughout their lives, Chu Zihang achieved it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a moment, Chu Zihang slowly straightened up. Standing next to Caesar was a majestic creature with a height of two meters that he had never heard of before.

His whole body was filled with red fire, his ferocious facial features revealed majesty, and his perfect body was condensed with strength.

The beauty that is unique to humans is actually perfectly presented in a body.

"Huh~, it worked."

Chu Zihang shook his left hand. The power contained in his body at this time was something he had never imagined.

That was far beyond the strength of his three previous blood explosions.

Perhaps, now he can be called a first-generation species.

"Is this the third bloodbath after the completion of the Nibelung Plan? It's so amazing!"

Seeing Chu Zihang's performance, Caesar realized that Chu Zihang had activated three bursts of blood.

Obviously, this is already a power in another realm.

Fierce flames burned his body, and black bone spurs continuously penetrated the skin and spread on his body.

Facing Yuan's naive evil ghost painting, Chu Zihang just lifted Murasame lightly, and black flames flowed on the blade of his blade, burning quietly.

At the same time, runes also spread on the Murasame blade, and then it took on a completely different state from before.

Standing in the flames of karma, holding a black knife, and when countless evil ghosts descended with transcendent gravity, Chu Zihang slowly spoke:
"Chaolan Xiyu·Destroy the Heavenly Demon in Chaos!"

Chu Zihang danced with his sword, and the magic fire rose from the sword. The fire elements gathered into a storm in his field. Every time he wielded the sword, he used the power with extreme precision, as if a peerless calligrapher was writing down the most perfect thing in his life. copybook.

The picture of red flames, the picture of Shura, the picture of Rakshasa, and the picture of Netherworld.
These scenes of destruction that were supposed to be rare in the world actually started to burn when Chu Zihangdao was exposed to the demonic fire!
At the same time, a roaring dragon appeared in the light of the fire sword wielded by Murasame.

The flame dragon raged and hell collapsed. In just a moment, Yuan Zhisheng's attack was destroyed by Chu Zihang's Murasame.

"It only took twenty seconds. You really didn't waste too much time on me."

Facing the sluggish Yuan Zhisheng, Chu Zihang shook Cun Yu away, and countless rain stains began to spread along the blade. He refused to stop until the black flames and runes were extinguished.

Caesar and Fingel, who were on the side, also stood blankly on the spot when they saw this scene. (End of chapter)