Chapter 359 347 Lu Mingfei VS Yuan Zhisheng
Lu Mingfei was stunned, not understanding why the combination of him and Zero was so eye-catching, but Yuan Zhisheng asked the question "Are you from the academy" with a cold face and even a bit smug in his heart.
Then he suddenly remembered that Xianggui was actually a big idiot. In a sense, this guy was a combination of Caesar and Chu Zihang, integrating all the characteristics of an Italian nobleman and a Chinese cool guy, and then he was fabricated into a...killer embryo with a second-year disease.
He might really not recognize Lu Mingfei in disguise. As for Zero who came to Tokyo with the second group, Yuan Zhisheng probably didn't put too much energy on her.
As the director of the Executive Bureau and the acting head of the Snake Eight Family, Yuan Zhisheng can be said to be very busy. Except for those few specific people, he ignores everyone else.
Of course, being knocked unconscious by the girl named Xia Mi at the peak of the Awakening Temple of Genji Heavy Industries did leave a great psychological shadow on Yuan Zhisheng, but until now he still believes that it was only his temporary underestimation of the enemy that led to his failure.
"Put down your weapons and give up resistance. You will be imprisoned, but you will eventually be able to return home safely..." It seems that there is no Yuan Zhinv among the people who exchanged fire with them in this village, let alone a dangerous king general like a real dragon. Yuan Zhisheng can actually persuade Lu Mingfei to surrender in such a blatant way in the open space of the village.
Although this guy is asking Lu Mingfei to give up resistance and surrender his guns, he doesn't look like he is going to disarm at all. The Tongziqi Yasunaga and the Spider Qiri are both unsheathed, and are pressed tightly on the waist by two clearly muscled joints.
Behind Yuan Zhisheng in the wind and snow is the exquisite and slender girl. Her temperament is like a knife, so sharp that it can almost cut the snow curtain.
While the persuasion work was going on here, there was no sign of stopping the battle between the Eight Snakes and the Ghost Clan. The elite of the Execution Bureau was advancing one by one along the abandoned buildings on the street. The series of muffled sounds of automatic rifles and submachine guns firing bullets after installing silencers echoed in the empty mountains.
Lu Mingfei's hands drooped naturally, and his body exerted a little force, but he put on a completely defenseless posture.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Yuan Zhisheng who was approaching him. His hearing was maximized in an instant. The rustling sound of snowflakes falling on red tiles, the deliberately suppressed hound-like footsteps from all directions, and the sound of wind blowing the treetops were all taken into his ears.
Ling leaned against the corner of the broken wall, his slender body supported on one knee on the snow, squatting in the shadow of the building next to him.
Lu Mingfei's drooping fingers trembled slightly and tapped on the seam of his pants. Ling nodded and disappeared silently behind the wall.
That was Morse code. Lu Mingfei and Ling both got full marks in the intelligence class. Morse code, a means used by agents to transmit information, was of course well known.
It was strange to say that there were not many precedents of carrying out missions together before, but President Lu and the princess actually had a tacit understanding. Lu Mingfei wanted her to investigate in the village, and Ling really went to investigate.
Crow's father, Kengo Saeki, might be in this village. After all, he was an old man. No matter how mighty he was when he was young, he should have become atrophied and his body functions deteriorated greatly due to calcium loss at this age.
It was difficult to guarantee whether he would be killed by the low temperature in the mountains or killed by stray bullets.
Silently, Lu Mingfei's heart rate soared, and the blood burst was activated. The power flowed along the blood vessels as if it was pumped out of the heart, and his body temperature began to rise slowly.
The dragon bone state was in the valve of activation. As long as he had a thought, all the bones in his body would burst and shift.
In just a few seconds, Lu Mingfei changed from a harmless lynx to a restrained mountain tiger.
Because he heard the light whistling in the wind and snow, like the sound of hummingbirds in South America soaring in the flowerbed against the wind, their wings flashing at a frame rate beyond the human eye can capture, cutting the air.
Densely packed, everywhere in all directions.
The corner of his eye scanned it inconspicuously, and one after another cold glimmer passed through his eyes.
They were butterfly-like sharp blades, with unparalleled sharp edges and smeared with dangerous neurotoxins. Just a little bit of it was enough to make an elite executive unit that had been on the battlefield for a long time lose its combat capability in an instant.
Those murderous silver butterflies fell from the sky, spinning and merging with the falling blizzard. Lu Mingfei's breathing gradually became heavy, and his skin covered by the coat was sending out a bone-piercing pain, as if ten thousand needles were piercing his body.
It was a sign of a second blood burst, and the hard scales were eager to drill out of the skin and bloom like flowers on the host's body.
Ying's words were Yinliu, and the snowy day was her home court. Hundreds of butterfly blades were spinning around Lu Mingfei in a corner that no one could see. These beautiful butterflies trembled slightly in the snow, as if they would immediately cut his body in turn as long as Lu Mingfei made a slightly out-of-line move.
The ninjas of the ancient Warring States period used Yinliu to control shuriken and darts, and one person could sneak into a heavily guarded mansion to assassinate a daimyo with peerless martial arts. Today, Ying is not inferior to those predecessors who risked their lives in ninjutsu, and her mastery and understanding of Yinliu is several times or even dozens of times better.
Few people in the world can fight against Ying who controls hundreds of butterfly blades forged with high-strength alloys by the Rock Flow Research Institute in the strong wind.
Lu Mingfei knew that there were a few words that could do this, but unfortunately, he was essentially a waste without a word.
So now there is only one way to help him avoid having his artery cut off by Sakura's blade, which is to cover his skin with a layer of scales that is difficult for even bullets to penetrate.
Yuan Zhisheng waved away the two Executive Bureau commissioners who were approaching Lu Mingfei with long knives. The corners of his eyes were narrow and sharp, his head was slightly buried, and there was a faint golden light under the shadow of his forehead.
The two men remained undefended until they were only three meters away from each other. But Yuan Zhisheng and Lu Mingfei's muscles were tense, like two cheetahs meeting on a narrow road.
Yuan Zhisheng suddenly raised his head and looked directly into Lu Mingfei's eyes. His hands were still holding the long knife at his waist, and the expression on his face was as cold as the cold winter.
Lu Mingfei smiled, pretending to be humble and gentle, and looked back at Yuan Zhisheng, while the lustful knife handle had slipped into his palm along the sleeve.
A faster metabolism must be accompanied by a higher heart rate. At such a close distance, Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng could both hear each other's heartbeat at the same time.
Just like the dead souls beating drums on the ancient battlefield!
Yuan Zhisheng was stared at by the dark pupils of the man in front of him, and felt that he was facing an abyss.
All the bones in his body were exploding, and his keel state was activated in the most unparalleled and violent manner. The snow in the sky fell on him, immediately melting into water and evaporating into white steam!
There was no more unnecessary narration, and Yuan Zhisheng let out a long sigh.
"You should take her out of Japan. You can go anywhere, China, the United States, South Korea. Anyway, she likes you so much. She will go wherever you say..."
Before he finished his sentence, Yuan Zhisheng's tight body was already leaping up like an ancient beast. With his movements, his violent heartbeat, violent blood pressure, super large dose of adrenaline, and what he represented in the world of dragons were... The golden pupils with supreme authority spread out unscrupulously!
The violent wind pressure hit his face with waves of snow dust, and Lu Mingfei's bones also crackled. He could feel his heart beating so powerfully, and the power flowed through his blood vessels like a river. He was just Tuck in your abdomen and send your clenched left fist out into the snow and dust.
Lu Mingfei was sure that his fist hit a certain part of Yuan Zhisheng's body. Thanks to the dragon bone state and violent blood, his bones were harder than steel and bronze, but Yuan Zhisheng's bones were also indestructible.
After the first collision, wild air waves were set off, and the blizzard and white dust were swept away, but they still couldn't see each other, and could only hear the whistling of the sharp wind in the air!
A tinkling sound resounded from every inch of Lu Mingfei's skin. Sakura was like Yuan's childlike shadow. He drew out his knife and she drew out her knife. The upper butterfly blade was held up by the airflow and rotated to cut Lu Mingfei. body of.
But while this man's muscles were undulating like waves, the fine iron scales had torn his skin and covered his whole body with hot blood stains!
Yuan Zhisheng recognized him as expected, but he was still waiting for his prey to relax its vigilance like a dormant tiger.
The rolling snow dust was blown away and fell again. After Lu Mingfei withdrew his fist, he pressed Lu Mingfei on his waist.
The dark demon flashed its ferocious golden eyes and smashed into the mountain-like snow curtain in front of it!
Yuan Zhisheng's words to Lu Mingfei were just to distract him, and in an instant, murderous intent shot out like a round mirror shattering and mercury bursting out!
Shusa's two swords vibrated and were combined into one. Spider Kiri and Doji Kiri Anzuna were rounded from right to left in Yuan Zhisheng's hands and slashed towards Lu Mingfei, who was still standing there quietly!
The extremely violent force of the sword was not in line with Yuan Zhisheng's usual style. He was a master of Japanese swords and was good at killing evil spirits standing in front of him with his superb sword skills.
But when the keel state is activated to such an extent, the speed of swinging the sword has exceeded his reaction, and all the techniques are meaningless, only absolute power!
The moment he met Lu Mingfei, Yuan Zhisheng knew that the academy already knew that the real god was hidden in the Red Ghost River, but that was the secret between him and Tachibana Masamune.
The shock of the moment made his bones shiver. Having such a secret stolen by the academy was like Zhuge Kongming of the Shu Han Dynasty telling his emperor to teach him a lesson. Only Lord Gungun was in the court, but the details of Qishan's lesson had not yet been revealed. It had already been learned by Sima Yi of Cao Wei. This sense of powerlessness and horror was no less than that of Zhuge Liang at that time.
It was a furious blow like thunder. Lu Mingfei seemed to have flaws all over his body, but his eyes were always staring coldly at Yuan Zhisheng's movements.
He actually didn't dodge, but swung the knife upward from his waist, the blade met the blade, and with the strength of his wrist, he blocked Yuan Zhisheng's all-out attack!
The two people bumped into each other shoulder to shoulder in just a moment. Their breathing was as heavy as the roar of a siren, and the golden and red golden pupils looked at each other.
The smell of blood spread from Lu Mingfei's whole body. Although the injuries caused by the growth of those scales were healed, the blood stains still remained on his clothes. With Yuan's immature sense of smell, he could easily smell the strong fishy smell. Son.
The snow that had originally accumulated on the shoulders and heads of the two people had been shattered by such a fierce collision, turning into part of the surrounding snow dust and flying away.
"If you just run away, no matter how far you go, fate will catch up with you." Lu Mingfei said in a low voice.
"Live as long as you can. The lives of people like her are already counted in the sky, aren't they?" Yuan Zhisheng gritted his teeth, almost drawing blood. He increased his strength in his hands, but The man in front of him didn't move at all.
This guy is like a mountain, standing here majestically.
Gen Chisheng, who was praised by all the people of the Snake Eight Clan and regarded as Amaterasu, felt this powerlessness for the first time. His proud power and bloodline were trampled into the dust and rubbed.
"You want to kill God, but you don't know that you are also a pawn!" Lu Mingfei suddenly pulled back the wakizashi that was waking up with an ominous light, and his long arm and the blade swung out a huge arc.
At this point, there is nothing to hide.
The burial place of God has been discovered, and the conspirators will be exposed!
Gen Chisheng slowly shook the knife, took a step back, and took a pre-attack posture. Lava flowed in his pupils, and his breathing gradually calmed down.
"I don't care about any conspiracy. As long as I can kill God, I can remove the curse flowing in the blood vessels of this family." He said, "There will be no next chijue, and there will be no next Eri. All tragedies end here."
"You are actually quite pitiful..." Lu Mingfei's voice dissipated in the frenzied storm. The two people exerted their heels at the same time and crossed each other!
They brushed shoulders. Lu Mingfei's speed and strength far surpassed Yuan Zhisheng's. Lust easily slapped away the long sword that was slashing down diagonally, just like slapping away two flying birds.
The three swords shook violently at the moment of contact, and dense sparks illuminated their profiles.
Lu Mingfei's golden eyes flickered, and he was about to swing his sword with his hands behind his back as soon as he brushed past!
But suddenly a shadow like a flying bird fell from the sky, and Ying's graceful figure suddenly appeared above Lu Mingfei's head as he brushed shoulders with Yuan Zhisheng.
Her eyes were cold, and her golden eyes were like the vertical pupils of a lizard. The wind and snow carried her down, but the simple long sword in her hand made a strange sound of dingling and broke through the air and slashed!
Yuan Zhisheng knew from the beginning that he was no match for Lu Mingfei, so he prepared a real backhand.
That girl was his backhand.
But Lu Mingfei just grasped Ying Lingding's ankle in the air, and then threw her down fiercely. The graceful girl screamed and fainted.
Almost at the same time, Yuan Zhisheng finally stopped his forward steps. His cheeks and chest were cut, and the wound on his chest could even see the bones.
Lust buzzed and cheered, Lu Mingfei looked down at Ying from a high place, then shook the knife, shaking the hot blood on it into red mist and dispersing it.
Only then did Yuan Zhisheng stumble back, hanging the long knife on the ground, and slowly half-knelt.
"It's useless, the mountain will be closed soon, and you won't get the god." Yuan Zhisheng coughed up blood.
Lu Mingfei looked back in confusion, "Who told you I wanted to get that thing?" He said, "I just want to kill it."
At this time, another thunderous explosion sounded on the other side of the mountain. Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng looked over and their faces changed suddenly. (End of this chapter)