Chapter 362 350 Evil Ghost and Evil Ghost

Lu Mingfei had figured out the details of this guy in the first battle with Wang Jiang.

When they were fighting, the power transmitted by the blade of Lust was like a rhinoceros wrestling with him. The blade of the ancient alchemical knife was as fast as a phantom in the dense snow dust. The whistling sound of the blade cutting the air had passed by Lust before it reached Lu Mingfei's ears.

That monster was infinitely close to a pure-blooded dragon. It was difficult to evaluate Wang Jiang's strength by bloodline.

In short, he was strong, very strong, and terribly strong.

At least before accepting the Nibelungen Plan, neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang could pose a threat to him in terms of strength and speed.

If Lu Mingfei didn't have the little devil before, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to flee in panic like a loser when facing such an enemy. He would be killed in one encounter.

But now the offense and defense have changed. The Wang Jiang, who was once difficult for Lu Mingfei to reach even if he looked up, can't make him retreat even a step.

Lu Mingfei still crouched low, and the lust that looked more like a naginata than a wakizashi after being extended was still pressed tightly under his armpit.

He used his body as a scabbard, accumulating tremendous power in the tight arc of the sword.

The reason why Iai is fast and fierce is that the slightly curved Japanese sword is fast enough when it is drawn out of the scabbard and slashed up and down, and the power it carries is also large enough.

The ultimate meaning of drawing a sword and slashing is to cut everything with one sword!

No matter whether the person standing in front of you is a human, a ghost, a monster or a dragon, it is enough to draw the sword.

Lu Mingfei is good at two-handed swords, especially short-arc swords. Although the evolution of lust is powerful and can even cause unhealable wounds to dragons and dragon subspecies, a little flaw is enough to develop into a fuse leading to failure when fighting with a good player who is as good at using swords as himself.

So Lu Mingfei immediately gave up and stepped on the pursuit if he failed to hit.

His sword skills were learned from Angers, but he had learned them for a short time, and he was not a genius in sword skills. He just relied on his ruthlessness to keep up with the progress of learning, so he did not have time to learn many of the principal's skills.

But Angers really taught him the skills of sword-drawing and slashing, which required countless practice and had little threshold for mixed-bloods.

"What an alien, the multi-word spirit was chanted by an individual at the same time, do you actually have two heads and two vocal cords?" Lu Mingfei raised his head slowly, and the majestic majesty spread from the man's crouching body like a domain.

His cheeks were scaly, and those scales drilled out from under the skin, opened and closed bloodily, and when they closed, they pressed out scarlet blood mist-like steam from the bottom.

The pair of golden eyes burning with flames silently swayed the golden-red light, illuminating Lu Mingfei's metallic scales like a river of fire.

From this direction, the snow seemed to be endless. The whole world was a blizzard with snow clouds. It should have hurt when it hit my face, but now it made a crisp sound.

Wang Jiang was originally wearing a dark white hakama with a pattern, and now he disappeared from Lu Mingfei's sight with a low chanting sound.

It was indeed a word spirit. Ghost, a holy word ability that was very high in the sequence list but possessed by almost all assassins who left their names in history.

The user can put himself in a state similar to optical invisibility, which cannot be discovered without careful observation.

Lu Mingfei knew someone whose word spirit was a ghost. Due to the popularity of heat signal telescopes in modern times, the guy was eventually judged by the academy as not having the ability to join the executive department and was assigned to the job of welcoming new students at the Chicago train station.

The ghostly shadow floated on the snow. Wang Jiang suppressed his breathing and heartbeat again, silently circling around Lu Mingfei, like a hyena before launching an attack.

Lu Mingfei stood still like a mountain. There were few people in the world who could be faster than a sword. He could swing his sword and chop off the head wearing a noble mask at the moment when Wang Jiang launched the attack.

The wind passed by his ears quickly, and everything around him seemed to slow down. Lu Mingfei sighed softly, and lust was trembling under his armpits and roaring like a dragon.

"Have you heard of Wang Yu?" Wang Jiang's voice was ferocious and cold, hoarse as if he was chewing steel.

Lu Mingfei could not judge the position of the monster by the sound. His speed was too fast. The wind carried his body and ran wildly on the snow without raising any snow dust. There were only ghostly shadows everywhere.

The invisible sharp blade kept cutting his body, and the wind had the shape of a knife.

That was a Yinliu user who was far more powerful than Ying. Ying could only use the airflow to carry the blade to fly like a butterfly, but in Wang Jiang's eyes, the ubiquitous airflow was the best knife.

Yinliu and ghost, two words that are not even considered high-risk in the sequence list, can make him a murderous ghost in the hands of the king.

In just a moment, Lu Mingfei's coat was tattered, but the scales that pierced through the skin and drilled out of the body completely resisted the cutting of the air blade.

"You want to say that you are a king?" Lu Mingfei whispered, his voice was full of sarcasm and ridicule, and was carried in all directions by the wind.

The so-called king's domain is exclusive to the first generation.

These dragon kings created by the Black King have a much stronger spirit than ordinary dragons. Even if they don't use the surging spiritual power of the words, they will naturally form a small domain around them. That is their spiritual flame, and the power of ordinary words falls on that flame like a moth to a flame.

Something similar is the "field" where powerful spiritual power extends out of dragon embryos when they hatch. Not only can it have a mental impact on humans and hybrids, but it can also isolate almost all electronic devices.

"No, no, but as descendants of gods, our spirits are much stronger than those of ordinary hybrids. Under certain special conditions, we can even use our spirits to temporarily maintain the second realm of speech spirits." The king is actually really gave an explanation to Lu Mingfei.

The descendants of gods represent the descendants of the White King in this special place in Japan. The elements controlled by the White King are spiritual elements that are superior to the four elements.

"Can someone like you be considered a descendant of God?"

"Of course not, but we often say that everyone has value, and eating that person's value is like eating his corpse..."

The silence was suddenly broken ten meters away from Lu Mingfei!

Unexpectedly, it turned out that this evil ghost had always been by Lu Mingfei's side. He had a lot of time to take care of himself. The uneven mask looked like metal pale facial bones, and the crack in his mouth was still as big as a giant in the Amazon jungle. python.

He was clearly laughing.

He used the flesh and blood under the mask of the public minister to make a wild smile, revealing the truth that he had almost completely degenerated into a deadpool.

When the king emerged from the ghost realm, the strong smell of blood finally hit his face.

That was the wound caused by Lu Mingfei's last stab. It stretched diagonally from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. It was long, but not deep enough to be fatal.

General Wang's posture was actually almost the same as Lu Mingfei's. He drew his sword and slashed in the same way, but the difference was that he was holding his waist.

There was a long and narrow metal scabbard hanging there, and there was a faint hum of metal in the scabbard.

The simple and graceful ancient sword reached a high speed invisible to the naked eye the moment it left its sheath. It was a deadly blow like a lion fighting, without reservation!

The word spirit of Yinliu was brought into full play in the hands of the king. The insignificant wind supported him, just like the tail flame of a jet fighter, propelling the evil spirit to an incredible speed, and even made a sound immediately. Exploding, the snow on the surrounding treetops, the ice and snow on the ground, the snow falling from the sky, and everything close to him were shattered.

After the knife was pulled out, it was forced in front of Lu Mingfei. The blade was from top to bottom. It was obvious that the King of Speed ​​had completed the action of teasing and started the next step of cutting.

"Okay!" Lu Mingfei growled.

Lust finally fully awakened at this moment. When the weapon that had been silent for a long time was pulled out from the armpit, the huge golden eyes of the blade opened, and red-gold flames suddenly flowed from the blade.

He has no Yin current, but when he steps, it feels like the whole mountain is trembling, and the arc drawn by the extreme wave of lust is like the outline of a distant mountain.

Wang Jiang Iai's speed was faster than the sound, and Lu Mingfei's speed of drawing the sword was also far faster than the sound.

The third degree of violent blood plus keel state is the configuration when fighting Odin. Even the pure-blooded second generation species will have difficulty competing against him in this state.

Two phantoms with sonic booms passed each other in a very short period of time. They were the most powerful weapons in themselves. If they were hit by Lu Mingfei at this speed, even a high-speed train would roll over.

After a moment of silence, the two people had completely exchanged positions.

Lu Mingfei slowly stood up straight. He waved the long knife and shook off the blood drops on the knife. The blizzard and snow sleet dispersed by the sonic boom phenomenon filled his surroundings again.

Wang Jiang stood blankly where Lu Mingfei stood just now, looking blankly at his long sword.

A second later, the ancient alchemical sword, which may have killed many demons in the hands of many owners, was broken from the middle with a clear clicking sound, and the fracture was as smooth as if it had been ground and polished.

Then the king general's shoulders exploded with huge blood flowers at the same time. With two muffled sounds, the limbs fell off and smashed into the frozen mountain mud. The blood flowers spurted out from the shoulder fractures were blown away by the strong wind like daisy flowers, carrying a large cloud of blood. steam.

Lu Mingfei completed the two movements of lifting and cutting while passing by the king general. When he lifted up, he cut off the ancient sword and the king's left shoulder respectively. When he cut down, he cut off the king's right hand and killed him. His combat ability is completely cleared.

"What is your true identity? The principal's enemy? Or some careerist?" Lu Mingfei turned around and looked at the general who was kneeling on the ground with his back turned.

His haori was shattered by the sonic explosion as Iai and Iai cut each other, revealing the ferocious body underneath, with iron-green scales covering his body densely, and gurgling blood oozing from the gaps between the scales.

In fact, there is no need for an answer anymore. All the evidence points to Friedrich von Long. Herzog is dead. Tachibana Masamune and General Wang are both the Free men who have been hiding in China since 1900 and are still alive today. A puppet controlled by Derich.

But Lu Mingfei's only reply was his breath like wind.

Wang Jiang swayed and stood up again. Lu Mingfei was startled and felt a little shuddering in his heart.

The pale Gongqing mask was torn apart by the raised facial bones and sharp scales, and shattered into pieces, like a dry lake.

But that python-like mouth actually bit the blade cut off by Lu Mingfei, and he still had the will to fight.

But looking at those golden eyes, they looked like irrational beasts at this moment!

Lu Mingfei sighed, lowered his body, and touched the ground with the tip of his knife.

"Qilan, prepare to evacuate. Things here are beyond our control."

Lu Mingfei held down his earbuds with one hand and issued an evacuation order to Qilan, who was still on guard with a sniper rifle in the dark.

The drilling camp of the Yamanashi Institute of Environmental Science has been conquered by the ghosts. It is not difficult to imagine that the person who replaced Herzog has completely inherited Herzog's plan.

But there are too many doubts.

For example, what is the purpose of the ghosts attacking the camp? Doing so will alert the enemy and make the actions of the Eight Snakes more cautious. The heads of the families are not simple characters.

For example, the king came to him as if he was deliberately exposing his identity, making Lu Mingfei realize that the face behind the public mask is actually Friedrich's face, or making Lu Mingfei guess that the person controlling the king is Friedrich.

What is his purpose in doing this?

Lu Mingfei has many doubts, but looking at the state of the king at this moment, he has obviously lost the ability to communicate.

Then there is no need for this shadow warrior to continue to exist. If the out-of-control super Deadpool who can compete with the dragon-shaped Deadpool escapes into the mountains, it will be a fatal trouble even without arms.

Qilan did not answer in the channel. Lu Mingfei flashed a trace of doubt, but then relieved.

Nuonuo can directly detect the physiological signs of the task performer, including pulse, heartbeat, blood pressure and even the secretion of hormones from glands throughout the body. If Qilan had an accident, Lu Mingfei should have known it long ago.

Lu Mingfei slowly pressed the knife to his waist. The opponent who had lost his value was not even worthy of being killed by Lust in a waking state. It fell asleep again and recovered its appearance of a wakizashi.

Wang Jiang bit the broken knife with his teeth bared, and a hoarse roar leaked out from between his teeth. He stumbled and charged at Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei stepped on the ground, and the snow under his feet splashed.

His coat flew up in the blizzard, and Lust swung out from his waist, and the clear light cut diagonally from the upper left to the lower right!

The shrill scarlet dyed a large area of ​​snow. Lu Mingfei felt that he had cut the bones and scales, and cut them with a little effort, and then crashed between the two corpses.

It was not until he had knelt on one knee to stabilize his body that Wang Jiang's body finally split into two and fell to both sides.

The blade cut through the body that was comparable to a pure-blooded dragon, cutting through the muscles, bones, and internal organs without any room for resistance!

But in an instant, a huge sense of crisis overwhelmed Lu Mingfei, and he suddenly realized...

The wind, the wind disappeared!

A shadow with its mouth open like an eagle appeared above his head, falling from the sky, and at the same time, a sharp blade light fell!

The knife was so fast that the blade was deformed, but in a flash, Lu Mingfei still saw the face of the person coming.

It was that...

pale mask of the nobles!

Lu Mingfei turned pale for a moment and raised his knife to block!

The blades collided, and the huge force pressed him so that he could not move!

Could this be the real king general?

He was angry in his heart, and his heart beat more and more vigorously.

The newly appeared king general was more powerful than the shadow warrior just now. The fast knife that fell from the sky blocked the blade of lust. Lu Mingfei felt like he was hit by a dump truck, and his internal organs were trembling slightly.

The huge shadow still enveloped him, and the masked nobleman in the shadow smiled like a devil.

"Lu Jun, surprise." The voice of Yuan Zhinu suddenly sounded in the earplugs. Lu Mingfei was stunned, and then he realized that it was from Qilan's channel.

The king, who took advantage of the sneak attack, suddenly looked up in surprise, and Lu Mingfei saw a trace of confusion in his golden eyes.

But he didn't have the chance to look back, a bullet shot into his back and went out from his forehead.

Lu Mingfei only saw a huge splash of bright red splashing in front of his eyes. It seemed that there was a miniature bomb hidden in the skull of this evil ghost, and the flesh and blood on the whole face were crushed and sprayed by the impact of the bullet.

The bloody corpse lost its strength, the long sword loosened and fell, and it trembled with a spasm, lost control, and rushed forward. Lu Mingfei dodged sideways and looked at the distant mountain.

A boy, a boy in a white hunting robe, stood there and waved to him, and Qilan stood beside him with his head down.

At this time, the distant sound of gunfire finally came, startling the crows roosting in the distant mountains. (End of this chapter)