I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 343 Seeing Liu Xiu for the First Time
Imperial capital, Nibelungen.

The corpses of the three second-generation species fell on the ground, all covered in cuts and bruises, and there was a deep sword wound on the forehead. The surrounding area of ​​the wound was dry and decayed, as if its vitality had been sucked dry.

A fully awakened arrogance only needs a sword to completely kill dragons, and there is no need to expand the domain of crime and punishment. These three next-generation species have no chance of cocooning.

A thunderstorm-like roar swept across the entire underground space, and the air between Lu Mingfei and the dragons was squeezed and piled up by the rapidly moving body to form a shock wave, which spread and turned into a gust of wind with a speed of nearly [-] kilometers per hour.

Fenrir protected Honoria with her membrane wings, lest the encroaching hurricane blow the thin girl away.

Xia Mi and Old Tang stood side by side, looking at Lu Mingfei who was fighting among the dragons, frowning with puzzled expressions.

"What's wrong, sister?" Old Tang leaned forward and asked shyly.

Ever since he knew that Xia Mi was also the monarch, Old Tang shamelessly changed his address to Xia Mi. He didn’t even call him “Xia Mi’s sister”, but directly changed it to “Sister”. The logic is also very clear, he is “Norton” , is the elder brother of King of Bronze and Fire, and Xia Mi is the younger sister of King of Earth and Mountain, so he is the elder brother and Xia Mi is the younger sister.

Xia Mi's response to this was to borrow Chu Zihang's Cun Yu and Lu Mingfei's Si Ming, with a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right, and chased him around the academy and hacked three times.

But even so, Old Tang still had the cheek to call Xia Mi "sister"-in the past, he and Xia Mi's verbal battles were always equal, but now he finally found a place where he could take advantage, even if he was chopped off. Can not give up!

Although dissatisfied with Old Tang's title of taking advantage of it, but now is not the time to quarrel, Xia Mi can only acquiesce by pinching his nose, and replied: "Didn't you find something wrong with the battle between Lu Mingfei and Bader?"

Unlike Old Tang, Xia Mi is just a personality of the monarch. She is Ye Mengjiad herself, so she naturally has a complete memory, and she has recognized Baldr and Freya long ago. Old Tang doesn't know Baldr, but she can guess When she came out, she was talking about the remaining prince.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you think the collision between him and the Dragon King is too powerful? Look at his current appearance, he is less than four meters tall when he is stretched to death, and he is still half-human and half-dragon. Not to mention being compared with Bader, he is other The weight of several next-generation species is dozens of times larger than him, and his speed is not much faster than those dragons. How come he has the advantage every time they collide? This is unscientific!" Xia Mi couldn't figure it out.

In the distance, Lu Mingfei ran and swung his sword again, leaving a blood-red trail in the air, and chopped off a second-generation species that was charging towards him, and he only stopped for a moment before rushing forward again.

With "arrogance" in hand, it is easy to break the scales of the dragon, but is it scientific that a four-meter-high body can fly a dragon more than ten meters high? !

"What's so unscientific?" Old Tang waved his hand and said disdainfully, "As long as the strength is far superior to the enemy, even if there is no huge body weight to provide kinetic energy, relying on the strength provided by the contraction of your own muscles can still produce huge strength. You are still the king of the earth and the mountain in control, and you don't even understand such a simple truth?"

"Don't understand?" Xia Mi sneered, "Then tell me, how can a body less than four meters explode with strength to knock away a [-]-ton meat mountain that hits at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour go out?"

"Uh..." Old Tang scratched his head.

"His body has obviously surpassed the category of living things." Xia Mi stared at Lu Mingfei with a pair of golden pupils, but could only see a vague shadow. In the biological category, even Fenrir's strength is far inferior to Lu Mingfei's at the same body size. If he maintains his current physical strength and breeds a body as big as the next generation, he doesn't even need alchemy weapons. It takes ten or so rounds to tear Badersheng apart, this is simply not the power that flesh and blood can possess!"

"Calm down," Old Tang waved his hand, "That's Brother Fei, isn't it normal to be a bit more powerful?"

"You call this a bit... No! You call this normal?!" Xia Mi twitched the corners of his mouth.

Just as Xia Mi and Old Tang were talking, another sub-species fell down, and now only one of the five sub-species following Baldr remained, and the condition was also in jeopardy. The golden pupil had already lost too much vitality. dimmed.

Badr's body was also covered with hideous wounds, and the blood-red gleam on the wounds caused him to suffer great pain in the depths of his soul, and his body panted and wailed uncontrollably.

Despair has already appeared in his heart, he wants to surrender to Lu Mingfei, but now the terrifying monarch in front of him has obviously fallen into unconscious madness, and Freya's corpse is also reminding him of the end of surrender, the so-called surrender Surrender is no different from suicide.

So it's time to go all out.Baldr thought.

Kneeling down and surrendering does not mean you can escape your life. Only by fighting to the death can you have a chance to survive.He understood this truth very well in his heart.

But his legs were weak.

He was actually afraid.

Even the next-generation species in the Bronze City could fight with Lu Mingfei until his body was broken and his life was extinguished, but the prince was afraid, and cowardice filled his emotions uncontrollably.

Thousands of years of life as a dark monarch wiped away his tyranny and pride as a dragon, and his fierce dragon heart has been infected by humanity. In exchange, he learned to "cooperate" with the same kind like humans, But he also lost the heart of the dragon king who was fearless.

If the time is pushed back 3000 years, in the era when he has never imagined the so-called "dark monarch", he will only drag his still moving body and roar like Lu Mingfei charging, maybe he will die, Maybe the wound left by his arrogance will make him miserable, maybe his struggle can't change anything, but at least he can roar at Lu Mingfei!

But this is no longer possible.

The lord of the dark side, the lord of the dark side, even the lord, can only live in the dark corners, the scum who is willing to live in the dark, how can he have the courage?

Lu Mingfei leaned his sword on the ground, and the arrogance that easily sliced ​​through the dragon scales that were far harder than steel did not penetrate the ground at all.

"Tsk... what did I just do?"

Lu Mingfei looked around, his eyes swept over the withered corpses of Freya and the four next generation species, his face gradually became stiff.

All are unusable.

Although it is not completely unusable, but after being devoured by arrogance to sacrifice the sword, the most essential and precious parts have been abolished, and the value of these dragon corpses has been greatly reduced.

Lu Mingfei looked at the bloody lines that almost filled the sword with trembling eyes, because of the arrogance that resounded with joy.

"You you you...you prodigal son!" He was so distressed that he couldn't speak clearly.

But even though he cursed the prodigal son, Lu Mingfei knew in his heart that the reason why his arrogance was able to swallow so much dragon's blood was because of his out-of-control state. In other words, he also had a part in this prodigal family !
Sha Xing, who was still swinging his sword like a madman, suddenly said "prodigal son" to his sword with a face full of pain. The huge contrast made Bader's emotions a little incoherent for a while.

But... Looking at him now, consciousness seems to have recovered?

Now that he has recovered, he should accept his surrender, right?

After all, he is sober, so he shouldn't always think about killing, and didn't he say "prodigal son" to the sword just now?It must be because in his opinion, it is more valuable to accept the living prince as a subordinate than to kill the prince?

Bader is not so much analyzing, but rather convincing himself, supporting the rising fluke mentality.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to surrender." Badr bowed his head to Lu Mingfei.

"Surrender?" Lu Mingfei froze for a moment, then thrust his arrogance into the ground with his backhand, and let go.

"yes, I……"

Before Bader could finish his words, the cold murderous look had already rushed to his face.

With a punch, Badr flew backwards, and Lu Mingfei, who was standing at his original position, slowly withdrew his fist wrapped in wind and thunder.

You can't use arrogance anymore, this sword is too prodigal.

Lu Mingfei raised his hand, and the fury in the distance roared excitedly, soaring into the sky into Lu Mingfei's palm, turning into a four-meter-long twisted giant blade.

Resisting the fury on his shoulders, Lu Mingfei raised his head to see the dragon prince who got up shaking his head.

His eyes seemed to be looking at the fresh pork in the vegetable market.

Fear overwhelmed Balder, and he turned unconsciously to flee, only to realize that he was in the Nibelungen, Lord of the Earth and the Mountain.

What kind of plan is this to devour the monarch, this is clearly being swallowed by the monarch!
And what about Versailles?It's obviously Versatile's plan, why hasn't he appeared?Could it be... Could it be that he betrayed us!

The more Badr thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. Who would have thought that the leader of the dark monarchs would be the biggest traitor?

Just when Badr was desperate and angry at Vercetti's "betrayal", the space in front of him twisted strangely.

In the distorted space, the figure of Versailles appeared.

A half-dead figure held in the hands of a tall young man with long hair.

The young man casually threw the bloody and bloody Versailles on the ground, looked past Bader's stiff and cold body, and looked straight at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei also looked at the young man.

A vast and deep blue aura appeared in the eyes of both of them at the same time.

(End of this chapter)