Dragon Clan: Returning from Rebirth, My God Lu Mingfei Tu preaches the Tao

Chapter 237 Desperate Beowulf

The dilapidated Hall of Valor continued to crumble under the blazing white light, and was finally completely reduced to ruins.

Above the ruins, the originally pitch-black night turned into a rough sea, but what was rolling in it was not the rolling tide, but thousands of lightning bolts.

These electric lights roared crazily, and twisted like crazy dragons running around. They cheered hysterically, as if celebrating the birth of a new king.

Beowulf was suspended under thousands of electric lights, his eyes were majestic and fierce, and white lightning surged all over his body, forming a layer of armor on his body, covering even the huge membrane wings behind him.

If Beowulf was holding a stick in his hand at this time, he would be like the Lei Zhenzi in the oriental "Feng Shen Yan Yi".

Rumble!
Beowulf reached out and grabbed a bolt of lightning beside him.

The originally raging thunder and lightning seemed to be a white python that had been squeezed seven inches, but it began to shrink and condense continuously, and finally turned into a drop of blazing white liquid, really like a drop of sea water, and finally the drop of water flowed from between his fingers Coming down, there was a muffled rumbling sound as it passed through the void.

Obviously, this drop of thunder water is an obedient child in his hands, but if it falls outside, it is a very terrifying weapon.

The teachers and students in the distance watched this scene, and couldn't help feeling apprehensive.

Especially the thieves in the equipment department who were hiding behind the crowd and wearing explosion-proof space suits, they only felt daunting when they saw Beowulf's method of condensing thunder into water droplets.

Because this has gone beyond the usual alchemy methods and has reached a very terrifying level.

The vice principal in the crowd also narrowed his eyes into a slit.

Don't look at it as a small water drop, but if you look carefully, you can see the dense ancient inscriptions flowing on the water drop. The whole water drop is in the shape of tears, and it looks like a perfect work of art.

But it is dangerous. Once it is fired as a weapon, even the third-generation species will be pierced through the body instantly, and the violent thunder power contained in it will cause continuous damage.

The next moment everyone's faces became terrified.

Raindrops, no, there are more and more lightning fluids condensed from lightning.

Beowulf was surrounded by blazing white droplets, like stars emitting dazzling light, setting off Beowulf's indescribable sense of holiness.

But the other party's body is obviously ferocious like a devil.

"Want to judge me? Classmate Lu Mingfei, I admire your courage. I know you are very strong, but if you don't show your body, you are not qualified to deal with me." Beowulf sneered hoarsely.

"Oh, you are very confident." Lu Mingfei slightly raised his eyebrows in a neutral manner.

"The Beowulf family is the real dragon hunters, Lu Mingfei, although you defeated Odin and suppressed the twins of the Dragon King, they didn't fight with all their strength, but I am different, I have completed the strengthening of bloodlines , My strength can be [-]% or even [-]%. It can be said that with my current strength, ordinary next-generation species have no chance in my hands.

Lu Mingfei, show your true strength, let me see which dragon king you are, let me know your crown, I don’t want to know your name when I suck the blood from your body . "

Beowulf's words were grim.

He walked slowly around Lu Mingfei, and with every step he took, the surrounding space trembled, as if there was a thick and tough concrete floor under his feet.

Driven by the crazy bloodthirsty desire in his heart, everything Beowulf saw turned into a dreamlike twisted body, but only Lu Mingfei's body exuded a torch-like light, which firmly attracted Beowulf. gaze.

This light made Beowulf so excited, so hungry.

"I've always heard that the people of Beowulf's clan are the people who kill iron and blood, but I think you don't have any unique skills except being good at talking." Lu Mingfei plucked his ears impatiently.

"You'll see you soon."

Beowulf's eyes fell silent.

With the burst of his thoughts, the surrounding drops of blazing white thunder liquid all shot towards Lu Mingfei.

A black flame as light as tulle suddenly rose in front of Lu Mingfei, which looked more like wisps of black smoke, but it was this insignificant defense that offset the powerful lightning liquid.

There was only a muffled bang bang bang bang, and the thunder liquid melted away, as if swallowed by black smoke.

Beowulf narrowed his eyes slightly, and the thunder and lightning wings shook behind him. His body was mixed into the lightning frenzy, and he shot towards Lu Mingfei rapidly.

The lightning-covered claws clasped hard on the black smoke tulle, and then forcibly tore it outward.

Click, with a ripping sound like brocade, the tulle was completely torn apart, revealing the harmless smiling face of the boy behind the tulle.

Before Beowulf erupted again, the pair of platinum pupils suddenly shrank.

A creepy breath suddenly rose from my heart.

Beowulf turned his face subconsciously.

This action was completely a subconscious action without warning, and it was an emergency hedging action made by Beowulf's more than one hundred years of combat experience.

This creepy aura told him that if he didn't hide, he might die.

Immediately afterwards, the boy clenched his fist and threw it at Beowulf in such a bland manner.

The speed of the fist seems to be slow, but in fact it seems like time zero is added, so fast that a twisted line is drawn in the void, and when the naked eye sees the fist hitting, it has already reached the face.

Although Beowulf had predicted in advance to dodge, he was still half a beat too late, and his seemingly ordinary fist hit half of his side face directly.

With a bang, there was a muffled cracking sound, and half of Beowulf's face was blown off.

You must know that his entire face is covered by a dragon's exoskeleton, and the missile can't produce a crack on it, but now he was hit by the boy's ordinary punch.

And if Beowulf hadn't shrunk his head like a tortoise, if the punch had hit hard, his whole head might have exploded.

laugh!
The violent punch burst out from the side of Beowulf's face, and then pierced through the thunder and lightning frenzy behind him like a bamboo, blasting towards the end of the darkness, forming a huge spiral channel.

Gudong.

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help swallowing.

This punch is really too strong, and there is a kind of pleasure of blowing thousands of miles.

The teachers and students were shocked, and their minds were full of Lu Mingfei's punch.

Although Lu Mingfei defeated Odin who was suspected to be the Dragon King before, when they arrived at the scene, they only saw the result of Odin being bombarded and killed.

This is the same as swiping the card to buy a house with the full payment. The POSS machine clicks, and it doesn't seem to be too obvious, but if you take out the cash in the card and pay, it feels obviously different.

This process gave everyone a new understanding of Lu Mingfei's personal strength, and the impact of that powerful strength was almost branded deep in their hearts.

Those school managers were even more trembling and afraid to speak.

Stronger than Beowulf, even after turning on the third-degree violent blood, he was still beaten into that miserable appearance by the boy's ordinary blow. If Lu Mingfei wanted to target them at the beginning, he might really be able to kill them with a little finger them.

Chi Chi Chi.

It took a while for the blasted lightning frenzy to gather again.

The half of Beowulf's face that was blown through began to repair quickly, and layers of granulation could be seen spreading rapidly, and it didn't take long for the face to recover.

Lu Mingfei twirled his fist, seeming a little regretful.

There was madness in Beowulf's eyes, and the bloodthirsty desire churned in his heart, which was the sequelae of blood violence.

At this moment, his soul is sliding towards the abyss, and that kind of violent and bloodthirsty emotion is always affecting him. In his eyes, Lu Mingfei seems to have become an extremely delicious food. Beowulf licked his lips, thinking He couldn't wait to devour Lu Mingfei.

With a bang, Beowulf shook his wings, and fought towards Lu Mingfei again.

He already knew Lu Mingfei's terrifying power, so his speed was very fast, almost breaking his nerves into a straight line, which could break anytime, but Beowulf didn't care, he just wanted to break the line Before Lu Mingfei could be taken down.

Boom boom boom!
A terrifying shock wave surged around the two of them, and the world was cut into a frenzy of black and white.

The dark ruins collapsed and rolled back layer by layer, exposing deep rock blocks, and then were impacted again, turning into unfathomable gullies.

"Back, back, back! Back again!"

The teachers and students who were watching the battle from a distance also distanced themselves again in horror, for fear of being affected.

This is no longer a battle they can intervene in. Strictly speaking, it is the first time to evacuate here at this time.

The ensuing battle was extremely violent. From a distance, Beowulf looked like an angry Thor, every blow was surrounded by violent white lightning, and his dragon body inflated more and more in the battle, like a real dragon of pureblood dragons.

On the other hand, Lu Mingfei's movements are relatively gentle.

It's just that the output strength of the two is completely out of proportion.

Beowulf often roared wildly while attacking wildly. There may be only one attack on Lu Mingfei, and as long as Lu Mingfei punches, he will definitely hit a critical strike.

Beowulf let out a ferocious dragon roar, but it sounded more like a painful roar of being beaten.

His iron face looks fierce, but in fact there is a kind of distorted collapse.

Yes, he was about to break down.

In this battle, he took ten or twenty punches from Lu Mingfei. Even his highly dragon-like body couldn't stand it at all. At this moment, he felt severe pain and cracks all over his body. He was almost about to be crushed. Lu Mingfei cracked open.

If this continues, he will be completely shattered in two minutes at most, and by then he will have no chance to come back.

It's time to explode!

It's time for the world to see Beowulf's ultimate power!

Rumble!
With Beowulf as the center, the blazing white thunderstorm violently compressed and rotated, and immediately turned into a thunder sun with a diameter of ten meters.

The void was violently distorted, and folds and ripples of spiral texture burst out from the Thunder Sun, filled with a terrifying sense of tearing.

The teachers and students felt their scalps go numb.

From this little thunder condensed sun, they felt crazy energy fluctuations. Once it exploded, its effect would definitely be comparable to that of a small nuclear bomb.

"Damn it, this old bastard is crazy! He's crazy! He's about to die, yet he dragged everyone in the academy to be buried with him!"

Frost's face was extremely ugly.

He never expected Beowulf to be so extreme.

Obviously on the way to the academy, they agreed with each other to attack and defend the alliance, advance and retreat together, and make sure to take down the twins of the Dragon King and Lu Mingfei, the S-level.

But it was never intended to be used in such an extreme way.

Right now, Beowulf is completely insane, and he is about to blew himself up on this terrible secret art of speech.

Frost immediately looked around. He wanted to see if Caesar was here, and wanted the sole heir of the family to evacuate quickly.

Although this delay may cause Frost to die here completely, it seems that he has no choice.

Although he is mean, he has dedicated his life to the family, not to himself.

Angers narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew that this was the sequelae of violent blood. The bloodthirsty and manic emotions were deeply affecting Beowulf, and he would pull him into the abyss at any time.

But Angers has confidence in Lu Mingfei.

The boy was very quiet from the beginning to the end, and the other party had been silently guarding the dilapidated academy, so Anger believed that Lu Mingfei would handle all this well, instead of bringing Kassel into a crisis of destruction.

Beowulf's eyes were crazy and ferocious, and he took a step forward, as if throwing a shot put in his hand. The blazing white thunder sun behind him was shot towards Lu Mingfei in an instant.

The pale light was like a frenzy of shadows, completely engulfing the boy.

Beowulf sneered in his heart, this was his strongest blow, and even ordinary next-generation species could not survive this kind of attack.

Of course, Beowulf would not naively think that Lu Mingfei could be killed completely in this way.

After all, in the previous battles, he has already felt the terrifying bloodline strength of the opponent. Even if the current strength is not at the level of the Dragon King, he is probably not far from the Dragon King.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to kill Lu Mingfei with this blow alone.

In other words, Beowulf didn't intend to kill the boy with a single blow, because he also planned to drink the dragon's blood from the opponent's body.

Not only he wants to enjoy it, but all members of the Beowulf clan can get this gift.

He wants everyone in the mixed-race world to know that the Beowulf family represents absolute authority and majesty, which cannot be shaken by anyone or any dragon.

"Hey, old man, now is not the time to be in a daze."

However, just when Beowulf was about to reap the spoils, a sneer came from the blazing white light.

Only then did Beowulf discover that the Thunder Sun, which was supposed to be completely detonated, did not explode, but calmed down strangely.

The blazing white thunder water swayed slightly, and the figure of Lu Mingfei walked out slowly.

Looking carefully, those terrifying thunder forces poured into his body one after another, but there was no impact.

He was actually absorbing the power of Thunder!
"You, how did you..."

Beowulf murmured blankly, completely desperate.

He really couldn't figure out why Lu Mingfei wasn't affected by the Sun of Thunder, this was obviously his strongest blow!
why!Why is this happening!

Beowulf couldn't understand all of this. This scene had a great impact on him. Not only did it cause his mentality to collapse, but his body, which was already full of scars, cracked in a large area again, and it seemed that he was about to collapse together.

"Old man, it's time to end, Erika is still waiting for me to go back."

Lu Mingfei stepped forward.

He stretched out his hand in a bland manner, and grabbed Beowulf's neck.

Then he lifted up this legendary dragon bloodthirsty, the so-called hero king of mankind.

(End of this chapter)