Qin Shi Big Boss

Chapter 213 Burn You to Ashes

And where he was standing before, the dragon claws wrapped in lightning pierced into the ground silently and soundlessly.

The arc-shaped electric light like a trident exploded rampantly on the ground.The earth, which could not withstand the impact of the electric current, collapsed piece by piece, showing scorched black marks.

"Have you escaped? Have you been sniped like this in the past?"

Accompanied by a mocking whisper, purple lightning crackled in the sky for more than ten kilometers.

It only takes one glance, and Ying Zheng can understand clearly—that will be the strongest blow of the Marquis of Vauban.

Liberating the lightning strikes all over his body, the sharp sword of thunder that pierces the sky and the earth is issued.

"I'm sorry, but I'm in this environment before being sniped every day. But it's just a routine."

Not to be outdone, Ying Zheng fought back.

Even so... But he is also clear that his current advantage has begun to decline.

——The previous victories have been completely reversed.

Taking back the power of the gale and raging waves, the thunder lingered on the black dragon and turned into a dazzling heavy armor.

"Did you take back the storm..."

Ying Zheng murmured and sighed softly: "Sure enough. It's far-fetched to say that the king's soil can only cover five miles."

But fortunately, although the king's soil was interrupted before it was fully opened, more than half of the curses gushing out of the king's soil still entangled the giant dragon.

Gravity is still turned into a natural chain, binding the Marquis of Vauban to the ground, completely impairing his ability to swim, making his movements heavy and exhausting his physical strength faster; the power of heat and life is still sluggish Being pulled out of him, the crackling sound of frost on the ground continued to be heard.

But other than that, whether it was suffocation or dehydration, or the invisible shackles formed by the fluid that filled the Marquis of Vauban like glue, Vauban had completely abolished them.

That's because the storms and torrential rains roaring casually in the king's land are no longer the part that Ying Zheng appointed when he first opened the king's land, but the new ones called by the Marquis of Vauban from outside the king's land. storm.

Wangtu is not a region of continuous transformation, but the part of the world that was infected by the dragon's blood in the initial development.In other words, it is the army of a country and the guard of a city.If faced with encirclement and suppression by large armies, sooner or later they will be completely exhausted.

Summoned by Vauban, there was a new backlog of thunderclouds in the sky.From here to the other end, it spreads for dozens of miles, completely cutting off the sunlight.

Compared with before - now is the complete darkness.

If you have experienced a violent storm, you will understand the arrogance that feels like the end of the world.

The sky darkened at first, and then abnormally brightened again, turning blood red or dim yellow due to the light pollution of the city.Then the sunlight was completely hidden, and the dark shadow climbed up from the ground bit by bit, hiding the light source bit by bit.

The pioneering hurricane blew up, breaking tree branches, blowing off the glass on the windows, billboards and bicycles on the roadside tumbling on the ground, and crashing into the rolling shutters of unknown shops.The calm lake was undulating uneasily, and scattered white foam like vomit appeared on the edge.Before the wires are torn off, it is far-fetched to rely on the last artificial light source to be at ease.

At that time, no matter who it is, no matter where they are, as long as they look up at the gathering of dark clouds that are so low that they almost want to collapse, they will suddenly understand the fear of strong winds and rains that people in primitive times felt.

Feng Bo, Rain Master, Lei Gong—these are the local gods who were born because of the horror of the storm in East Asia.

Ying Zheng raised his head, and shouted at the Marquis of Vauban, whose four legs were bound under heavy pressure, "Hey, I'm talking about the Marquis! Have you made any plans yet?"

"...Are you waiting for me?"

The Marquis of Vauban froze for a moment, and then hummed with a depressed laugh: "Okay, boy. I thought you would counterattack my sniping just now. You are unexpectedly polite in such a strange place. "

"You mean, be polite?"

Yingzheng's soft laughter pierced through the curtain of thunderclouds and heavy rain, and went straight to the sky: "Stop joking, old man. I just don't want you to be dissatisfied."

"……what?"

"You are planning some kind of big move, right? A front punch, a front punch, a back kick, or something like that. Although I don't know how long you want to plan, but if you don't care enough to kill you before you come out, you I might be reluctant in my heart. It’s like being bitten off by a wild wolf from the back of a hunter’s throat before he took out his gun, so it’s inevitable that he will be too unhappy.”

Ying Zheng stood majestically on the ground with a scarlet magic gun like a sculpture, and said in a natural tone: "You may die if I shoot this shot. So I will give you time to make a big move Slightly."

It may also be that Ying Zheng's words were too incomprehensible, and the dragon simply froze in place.

"Hahahaha!"

After a long time, the Marquis of Vauban burst out laughing: "You boy...! You really don't care about it. It is indeed the same as when I was young."

"Listen, brat! I am Sasha Dejansdal Vauban! If I can't even abide by the rules I set, then it will be my defeat! I have despised the strength of this guy like you. I was defeated because I was too innocent and stupid!”

The indomitable, or in other words stubborn, old dragon stood upright and straight, and opened his sharp steel teeth that could tear the earth at Ying Zheng, showing a sinister but hearty smile: "I am really a big brother. You kid I understand that you are a lunatic like me, but when we first met you, you didn't understand your reality."

For the first time, the uncontrollable resentment and boiling fighting spirit were shown in the dragon's eyes.

No matter what power you have.It doesn't matter whether Yingzheng is as powerful as he said after all, or if his words are worth mentioning.

"Since you said such things to me... it means that you have already realized something."

The voice of the Marquis of Vauban fell silent.

The wind and rain surrounded his huge body, and it began to twist slowly like a vortex on the bottom of the sea.

Finally, an excited smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face.

"That's how it should be, old man. Just taking away power once is not enough for you to understand, you have to say it on your face to understand what I mean. Although I am a junior, I also killed the God of Disobedience head-on Guy, let's be serious."

Really, wouldn't it be better if it was earlier.

It's rare to encounter a dragon... maybe even the only dragon encountered so far, so what if you don't like it?
Looking at the serious Marquis of Vauban, the scarlet light in Ying Zheng's eyes gradually flickered.The madness gradually poured out from him, staining the ground around him into a dark red like an abyss.

"Declare here - everything I do is right!"

Ying Zheng raised his magic spear and greeted loudly, pointing its sharp end at the dark dragon.

True red flames ignited from the gun blade, piercing the night like a comet.

He understood every word and announced loudly.His voice pierced through the rainstorm and went straight into the sky.

"Because I am the guardian of all countries and peoples, the one who seeks the truth loudly with a long sword in my hand!"

Following Ying Zheng's second announcement, a terrifying high fever rose from his body, and large swaths of the torrential rain evaporated.

The thunder that should have fallen to the ground stopped in the air, wrapped around it as if it was afraid of something, and started to swim upstream again.

The crimson king's soil gradually soaked in blood, and then the blood burned for no reason.

Starting from Yingzheng's feet, like a match falling into gasoline, the crimson flame began to spread, and climbed up from the ankle to the knee, and the temperature became more and more hot——

In an instant, the entire wasteland was on fire!

As soon as Ying Zheng's words fell, the flames at his feet let out a huge roar like a roar, as if new fuel had been injected into it.

Even the air was cracked and distorted, giving off a crackling burnt smell.The torrential rain was evaporated in an instant and turned into a hazy white mist.

Afterwards, the entire land staggered and trembled like the subverted Gobi.

Like an earthquake, a strange disaster strikes.

The ground around Ying Zheng shook, with unique ups and downs.The whole earth gave out a fresh buzzing sound, shaking more and more intensely as if calling for something.

That fresh posture will make people imagine the surging ocean formed by the hot oil of hell, and it seems that the molten lava is violently stirred.The hum of the choir, which seemed to be coming from a radio with a bad signal, also became louder and clearer.

It was a voice that seemed to be calling for something, expecting something.

Ying Zheng froze for a moment, then laughed unconsciously.

"That's right. If you want to kill a dragon...how can you not use this gun?"

Ying Zheng whispered, and retracted Cu Chulainn's magic spear in his hand.

What he then took out was the unique scarlet gun held by the disobedient Saint George.It was a heterogeneous gun with a tip that was longer than its body, a through-the-wire weapon designed for slaying dragons.

As soon as he found it, the scarlet sharp gun started from the tip of the gun and burned up fiercely.In just a few breaths, it completely lost its camouflage, turning into a simple and formidable red cross sword that seemed to be forged like flames.

When Ying Zheng took out the gun, the whole land was revived with new vitality.

The scorched earth shed its shell, and under the reflection of the crimson light, the humming of the earth also became clear.

Holy, it cried.

Holy, they cried.

It was a whispering voice as immature as a child, whispering as if in a dream.

On this land soaked in the blood of heresy, the world will uphold the name of Ying Zheng as holy.

The whole piece of red land soaked in dragon blood and covered with flames rose high, praising him loudly, and using his own name as a guarantee for him——

Sweeping across the sky like a dirty stream, the thunder and lightning attacking Ying Zheng became sluggish.The newly born earth, which was burning with flames around Yingzheng, counterattacked on its own, and was beaten back into the sky again.

"Spicy, evil dragon——"

Ying Zheng whispered, pointing his fiery sword at the Marquis of Vauban.

His spirit resonates with his former enemy.The energy height is increased, and a double whisper with echoes is emitted.

"How about your death?"

After a moment of silence, the dark red earth hummed violently, raising sharp horns from the earth, twisting at high speed and giving out a sharp roar.

It was a fire storm turned into scorched hot sand.

That's exactly—the sword of the earth that is powerful enough to shatter high winds and rain into mist, and cut off thunder and lightning that look like dirty streams, as well as dark clouds.

If the body is cut by this front, I am afraid that the scales and flesh will be burned into coke and ruptured in one breath.

The Marquis of Vauban immediately understood this.

Even the body of a giant dragon can never withstand this blow.He understood this most clearly.

But... there is no need to avoid it.

Rather, from the very beginning, Ying Zheng's counterattack would never hit him—with such an absolute cognition, the Marquis of Vauban didn't even move a muscle, just looking down at the earth with his chest upright turned into a sharp blade.

Because at that moment, it also came at the same time.

The thunder cloud thundered and thundered, the purple thunder shook the surrounding space, and the huge thunder sword slightly protruded from the crack in the sky.

It was a gorgeous sword beyond the limit of endurance that human eyes could not look directly at.The disgustingly strong mantra was extremely condensed.

It is indeed like the sword of Damocles hanging high.It was still hanging high in the air, and the moment before it fell down, a violent numbness had already rolled up from the calf, condensing and numbing the muscles behind Ying Zheng.Even Ying Zheng's eyeballs were slightly numb, as if something was beating and stinging slightly.

The condensed sense of urgency rose desperately in Ying Zheng's heart, as if his heart was repeatedly clenched by invisible hands.

The next moment, the strongest blow of the Marquis of Vauban finally landed.

It was like a sharp sword falling from the starry sky to tear the sky and the earth apart.At the moment of falling, the air was first broken down.

Afterwards, wrinkles appeared around the purple electric light, and a unique distortion appeared in the air.

There is no doubt that that is the strongest flash heat type impact that Ying Zheng has ever seen so far.

But he was bold and fearless, just pointing the red cross sword in his hand to the sky——

The next moment, Thunder struck Ying Zheng without reservation!

An unimaginable high fever erupted from Ying Zheng's body.

The thunder and lightning, which was enough to destroy half of the city in one blow, injected its heat directly into Ying Zheng's body.But after taking this blow, Ying Zheng hardly received any danger.

At the same time, the ground around him exploded!
The ground with a radius of five kilometers screamed and cracked open.The thriving burning flames on the ground were leaping, leaving only shallow flames, and the sword of the earth, which almost tore the dragon's body, was covered with cobweb-like cracks, like a broken machine. The rolling stopped, and the pieces peeled off and fell to the ground again.

"... Let's get rid of it."

Looking at the bursting smoke, the giant dragon slightly narrowed its dark golden vertical pupils.

That was enough lightning to blow the pyramids into rubble in one blow.Even if the opponent is a god of disobedience, it is enough to inflict severe damage at the near-death level in an instant.

If there is no accident, it should be killed...

"What are you thinking, old man?"

The answer to his question was a soft whisper beside him: "It's not me who is going to die."

The Marquis of Vauban suddenly felt a violent uneasiness.

He immediately stood up, turned around and flicked the dragon's tail.The heavy blow enough to destroy the city wall with one blow hit the ground, and then he stretched out his sharp claws and quickly stabbed at the small figure.

However, it didn't hit at all.Compared with his initial actions, Ying Zheng was several times more naive.

The hot liquid like copper juice replaced Ying Zheng's blood, his dark red pupils reflected the light of smoldering ashes, and the red copper-colored veins appeared on Ying Zheng's skin.

After finally avoiding the breath of the Marquis of Vauban, Ying Zheng swayed his wings and stepped on his chest like a legendary brave man.

As if holding a snake spear, Ying Zheng pressed his left hand on the body of the sword, while his right hand held the hilt. The crimson blade pointed directly at the dragon's heart.

Without hesitation, Ying Zheng recited the words of Tulong word by word.

"—The scarlet cross wedge, tore apart the dragon's scales, and dug out the internal organs!"

Like the rays of the rising sun, the impurity-free red light shone slightly under the Marquis of Vauban.

The holy sword in Yingzheng's hand touched the dragon scales, and the red flames were ignited from the tip of the sword, and scattered from the sword to the whole body, his hair gradually burned, and his eyes turned into fiery fire.

——It was the purest and most holy flame without a speck of color.

Mere existence illuminates the darkened land under the cloud.

The heavy and concentrated ice rain like a curtain was completely evaporated by the high temperature around Yingzheng while it was still in the air; the reassuring and trustworthy air around him blocked the storm and bounced back the same way; the space was also distorted due to overheating, locking onto Yingzheng The thunder of the body tilted and hit the ground.

The steps that will not be blocked by any disaster and the posture of stepping on the dragon with the head raised will indeed remind people of the sages who cut through the waves in the dark period and moved forward with fire and sword held high.

There is no doubt—that is the holy sword that is strong enough to protect the wielder from any hostility.To put it bluntly—that is the materialization of the attribute of "luck".

Yingzheng slaying the dragon had just sung from his mouth, and the flowing fire of the blade gradually turned around, turning into a sharp flame drill around Yingzheng's body, which looked like a huge and extremely huge pile driver that was slowly twisting against it. Just like the dragon.

The Marquis of Vauban understood the strong anxiety from the moment he heard Ying Zheng's words, and let out a roar that was more terrifying than thunder.

But it was too late.

From the moment the holy spear took off its camouflage and turned into the holy sword in the hands of the godlike, the burden from the depths of the earth increased several times. Even the strength of the giant dragon couldn't get rid of it, and he couldn't move his whole body. .

At the same time, the two crimson bands of light condensed by the flowing fire spread outwards in a slow and fast manner, outlining incomparably bright dark red ribs in the void.

In two breaths, the one or two-meter-high drill bit surrounding Ying Zheng has stretched to more than 30 meters high.Even if it is compared with the size of a giant dragon, it is definitely not a size that can be ignored.

The next moment, the drill bit condensed by the flowing fire began to twist slowly, pushing forward and upward bit by bit.It made a rumbling loud noise that resounded like a millstone twisting, but resounded through the sky and the earth.

Ding--

Along with Ying Zheng's stabbing, the firm and smooth scales, which would not have the slightest scar even if the front was hit by a meteorite, burst.

There was a loud sound like the claws of a crab being crushed.The cracks visible to the naked eye were first discovered on the dragon scale that the holy sword was touching, and then spread out at an extremely fast speed.

One infects two, and two infects four.Creaking crackling sounds continued, and the cracks spread out towards the surrounding scales.

click-

The blade was tightly attached to the dragon scale, but it stabbed forward again with force.Amidst the dragon's mournful cry, the holy sword in Ying Zheng's hand finally pierced through the scales and pierced into the dragon's body.

Thunderbolts frantically shot down at Yingzheng, but none of the thunderbolts could penetrate the barrier of flames and hit him.

He just overlapped and exerted force inward with slow but strong movements, constantly penetrating upward and breaking through inward——

The muscle fibers that were twice as strong as steel bars were cut and shredded by the spiral of flames, the blood and bone marrow were boiled to a boil, and the boiling blood was pumped out by the pressure from the king's soil, moving sublimely towards the ground like a waterfall.The scales bitten by the high-heat hurricane also curled up and melted like melted plastic, melting away tick-tock.

Finally, the scales under Ying Zheng's feet also melted.

With one foot in the air, Ying Zheng fell off the dragon.But Ying Zheng used the holy sword inserted into the dragon's body as a wedge, and held the holy sword tightly in his right hand, hanging in the air like this, swaying slightly.

Just when the holy sword was about to slip off the dragon, the dragon transformed by the Marquis of Vauban could no longer bear the heavy pressure due to the weakness of blood loss, and slowly fell forward, and it was about to crush Ying Zheng. on the ground.

But Ying Zheng was not surprised but delighted.

The dragon's blood, which was twice as hot as the lava around him, flowed down like a waterfall, and the dragon's body, as heavy as a mountain, collapsed forward.

However, because of this, Ying Zheng, who landed on the ground first, had his feet touch the ground.

The earth contaminated by the dragon's blood instantly became alive.The dragon blood that fell on the ground burst into flames, injecting heat into Ying Zheng's body.

Looking up at the giant dragon falling towards him like an avalanche, Ying Zheng just raised the huge drill bit high.

Then, without any accident, the drill pierced the wound on the dragon's abdomen again with precision.

— Chick.

The hot drill burned the muscles black, tore huge wounds in the gaps between bones and scales, and reduced all obstacles in front of the blade to nothing.This time, the holy sword in Ying Zheng's hand finally penetrated completely into the belly of the dragon.

At the end of the drill bit, Dragon Heart became the final obstacle.

The real dragon-slaying spear, which was enough to burn and pierce steel bars more than ten meters in one blow, confronted the dragon heart of the dragon transformed by the Marquis of Vauban.

At this time, the dragon will fall to the ground in less than a second.A body as heavy as a mountain is enough to deal a devastating blow to Ying Zheng—assuming there is no such danger as Wang Tu.

, Ying Zheng frowned.

He felt the hot thunder falling from the sky.This time, without passing through the distorted space around Ying Zheng, the thunderbolt hit the Marquis of Vauban directly.

Then, more and more powerful energy gathered in the heart of the Marquis of Vauban——

"Come on boy, feel it! My final blow!"

The giant dragon hummed and roared happily.

It was a special skill of counterattacking by bursting out a thousand times the heat of thunder from one place.

When Yingzheng's holy sword cut a hole in his heart, these energies would erupt in a targeted manner, completely piercing Yingzheng and burning him to ashes.

(End of this chapter)