I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly - Chapter 339 Meet Liu Xiu for the first time

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Imperial City, Nibelungen.

The three corpses of the next generation fell to the ground, all covered with bruises and wounds, and there was a sword wound that was deeply stabbed to the bottom on their foreheads.

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

The thunderstorm-like roar swept through the entire underground space, and the air between Lu Mingfei and the dragons was squeezed and piled up into shock waves by the rapidly moving bodies.

Fenrir shielded Honoria with membrane wings, lest the swept hurricane would blow the emaciated girl away.

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

"What's wrong, sister?" Old Tang asked with a shy face.

Ever since he knew that Xia Mi was also a monarch, Lao Tang shamelessly changed his name to Xia Mi, not even "Sister Xia Mi", but changed it to "Sister". The logic is also very clear. He is "Norton" , is the elder brother in the King of Bronze and Fire, and Xia Mi is the younger sister in the King of the Earth and the Mountain, so he is the elder brother and Xia Mi is the younger sister.

Xia Mi responded by borrowing Chu Zihang's Mu Yu and Lu Mingfei's Si Ming, with a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, chasing after him in the academy and slashing three times.

But even so, Lao Tang still has a thick face to call Xia Mi "sister" - in the past, he and Xia Mi had always fought against each other, but now they have finally found a place where they can take advantage, even if they are cut off. give up!

Although he was dissatisfied with the title of Old Tang taking advantage, but now is not the time for quarrels, Xia Mi could only hold her nose and acquiesce, and replied, "Didn't you find that there was something wrong with Lu Mingfei and Balder's battle?"

Unlike Old Tang, Xia Mi is just a personality of the monarch. She is Yemengade herself, and naturally has a complete memory. She has long recognized Balder and Freya. Old Tang doesn't know Balder, but he 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 loud? Look at the way he looks now, he is less than four meters tall when he is dead, and he is still half-human and half-dragon state. The weight of the first generation is also dozens of times heavier than him, and his speed is not much faster than those of the dragons, why is he dominant every time he collides? 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 flew out the next-generation species that charged at him, but he only stagnant for a while before rushing forward again.

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

"What's so unscientific about this?" Lao Tang waved his hand and said disdainfully, "As long as the strength far exceeds the enemy's, even if there is no huge body to provide kinetic energy, the strength provided by the contraction of one's own muscles can still burst into a huge amount of power. You are still the king of the earth and the mountain, yet you don’t even understand such a simple truth?”

"I don't understand?" Xia Mi sneered, "Then tell me, how can a body of less than four meters burst into force to knock a fifty-ton meat mountain that hits it at a speed of seven hundred kilometers per hour. go out?"

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

"His body is obviously beyond the category of biology," Xia Mi stared at Lu Mingfei with a pair of golden eyes, but could only see a vague shadow, "I'm not talking about the category of biology understood by humans, but the category that includes dragons in In the biological category, even Fenrir is far less powerful than Lu Mingfei under the same body size. If he maintains the current physical strength and breeds a body of the same size as the next generation, he will not even need alchemy weapons. It takes ten rounds to tear Balderson apart, this is simply not the power that flesh and blood can have!"

"Calm down," Lao Tang waved his hand, "That's Fei-ge, isn't it normal to be a little more powerful?"

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

Just as Xia Mi and Lao Tang were talking, another genus fell down. The five who originally followed Badr now only had one, and the state was in a precarious state. The golden pupil had already lost too much vitality and it was obvious. The ground dimmed.

Badr's body was also covered with ferocious wounds. The blood-red shimmer on the wound made his soul suffer great pain, and his body gasped and cried uncontrollably.

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

So it's time to work hard. Baldur thought.

Kneeling down and surrendering will not save your life, only by fighting to the death will you have a chance to survive. He understood this very well in his heart.

But his legs were weak.

He was terrified.

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

Thousands of years of dark-side monarchy have wiped out his tyranny and pride as a dragon. His fierce heart of a dragon has been infected by human nature. In exchange, he has learned to "cooperate" with his fellow human beings. But he also lost the heart of the Dragon King who was once fearless.

If the time is pushed back three thousand years, in the era when he never imagined the so-called "dark side monarch", he will only drag his still moving body and roar like Lu Mingfei charging, maybe he will die, maybe The wounds left by arrogance will make him unbearable. Maybe his struggles can't change anything, but he can at least roar at Lu Mingfei!

But this is no longer possible.

The monarch of the dark side, the monarch of the dark side, even a monarch, is a monarch who can only live in a dark corner, and is willing to live in the scum in the dark, how can he still have courage?

Lu Mingfei leaned his sword on the ground, and the arrogance that he cut apart the dragon scales far harder than steel with ease did not pierce the ground at all at this moment.

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

Lu Mingfei looked around, his eyes swept over the dry corpses of Freya and the four next-generation seeds, his face gradually stiffened.

All are useless.

Although it is not completely unusable, after being swallowed up by the arrogant sacrificial 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 blood-colored lines with trembling eyes and almost filled the sword, because of the arrogance of the joyful sound.

"You you you ... you prodigal son!" He was so distressed that he could not speak clearly.

However, even though he scolded the prodigal son, Lu Mingfei knew in his heart that the reason why arrogance could swallow so much dragon blood was definitely helpful when he was out of control—in other words, the prodigal also had his share this time!

Killing Xing, who was still wielding a sword like a madman, suddenly said "prodigal son" to his sword with a painful face.

But... looking at his current appearance, his 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" to the sword just now? It must be because, in his opinion, taking the living prince as a subordinate is more valuable than killing the prince?

Badr was not so much analyzing as he was persuading himself and propping up the fluke mentality that had arisen.

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

"Submit?" Lu Mingfei froze for a moment, backhanded Arrogance into the ground, and let go.

"yes, I…"

Before Balder could finish his words, the cold murderous aura had already poured into his face.

With a punch, the storm swept across, Balder flew out backwards, and Lu Mingfei, who was standing in his original position, slowly retracted the fist wrapped around the wind and thunder.

Can't use arrogance anymore, this sword is too bad.

Lu Mingfei raised his hand, and the furious roar 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 rage on his shoulders, Lu Mingfei looked up at the dragon prince who stood up shaking his head.

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

Fear overwhelmed Balder, he turned subconsciously to escape, and immediately realized that he was in the Nibelungen of the King of the Earth and the Mountain.

What is this plan to devour the monarch, this is clearly being swallowed by the monarch!

And what about Versetti? Obviously it was Versetti's plan, UU read www.uukanshu. com why did he never show up? Could it be... could it be that he betrayed us!

The more Balder thought about it, the more reasonable it became. Who would have thought that the leaders of the dark side monarchs turned out to be the biggest traitors?

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

In the distorted space, Versetti's figure was revealed.

He was a half-dead figure held by a tall young man with long hair.

The young man casually threw the **** Versetti on the ground, his eyes went over the stiff and cold Baldur, and looked straight at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei also looked at the youth.

At the same time, a vast and deep blue light appeared in the eyes of the two of them.

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