Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 244 This punch has more than 1000 years of skill
As her voice fell, two large yellow lights lit up in the darkness.

The headlights behind them suddenly turned on again, illuminating everything in front of them.

A most ferocious and stalwart creature appeared in front of everyone.

No words can describe its ancient and majestic body. He is obviously a reptile, but far more beautiful than any reptile.

It's just that the beauty is dark, majestic, and deep, and it's awe-inspiring.

The blue-black scales all over the body opened and closed successively from front to back, making the sound of metal collisions, and the face full of bony protrusions carried the majesty of a monarch.

And those two yellow headlights are its eyes.

Everyone's heart beat faster, this was the first time they saw the real Dragon King.

Compared with the humanoid Jormungandr and the deformed White King, this giant dragon fits the image in myths and legends.

It looked down at the crowd and let out a sharp roar, which sounded majestic.

But for some reason, Lu Mingfei could hear a hint of excitement and embarrassment from the cry.

"What are you yelling for?"

Xia Mi shouted.

Hearing her voice, the giant dragon retracted its long neck, pawed the ground with its two claws, put its head on the ground, and watched everyone carefully.

Like a cat being reprimanded by its owner, although this one is the size of a humpback whale.

"You're joking, this is my stupid brother, Fenrir."

Xia Mi introduced with some embarrassment.

"Fenrir, this is my sister's acquaintance."

She didn't know how to explain the complicated relationship between the two to her stupid brother, so she used a more general term.

"Acquaintances, are they friends? My sister's friends are Fenrir's friends."

Fenrir's golden pupils lit up several hundred watts in an instant, and it swung its wings violently, as if to launch an attack.

The team members immediately drew their weapons, except for Lu Mingfei who stood at the front, remained motionless.

Two packaging bags fell in front of Lu Mingfei, he glanced at them, it seemed that they were.

potato chips?

"I only have the original."

Seeing that he didn't pick it up, Fenrir thought that Lu Mingfei didn't like the taste, and said a little embarrassedly.

"All right, all right, they don't like potato chips."

Xia Mi said while covering her forehead.

"How is that possible? Potato chips are the best food in the world!"

Fenrir's eyes widened, feeling like his entire world view had collapsed.

Lu Mingfei ignored their interaction, but looked at the space on Fenrir's body.

An 18-inch old TV set, piles of bottle caps, cigarette cartons, compasses, colorful wrapping paper, etc., are obviously collected by this dragon.

There is no mysterious alchemy circle, and no powerful alchemy items. The dragon king built this alchemy maze and lives in it, like a child shrinking in his bedroom.

The results of psychological profiling show that these two aliens are indeed far less dangerous than their counterparts.

but
Lu Mingfei thought of the young man who rode a bicycle up to the plateau, and his last look of regret and relief.

"Play a game."

He said.

"what?"

Xia Mi asked.

"For the last fight, you can use all the words that strengthen your physique."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Hey, didn't you swear to keep us safe? Want to renege?"

She said dissatisfiedly, and Fenrir's eyes also became vigilant.

"I won't kill you."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"Then why do you have to fight with me? Well, for those two dragons?"

Xia Mi remembered the fight on the plateau.

"good."

He nodded.

"You guys really have double standards. Hit me as soon as I hit you. I really think I'm afraid of you. Fenrir, give my sister some blood."

Xia Mi's words and deeds highlight his stability.

"Sister, it hurts."

Fenrir narrowed his eyes nervously, and said aggrievedly.

"Hurry up, I'll buy you Coke later, three bottles."

she urged.

Under the temptation of the happy water, Fenrir stretched out his paw, and lightly scratched the other paw.

A few drops of lava-like blood fell into Xia Mi's palm, and she drank it with her head raised.

"Wait until I add the BUFF to fight again, don't engage in sneak attacks."

One by one, buffs of words were added to her body, and she knew that the scales on her body exuded the color of tungsten steel.

"Huh, so I can be so strong?"

Feeling the power constantly gushing out from his body, Xia Mi said with emotion.

For enemies below the next generation, she can play with her offensive speech.

For enemies above the next generation, the opponent will not give her the opportunity to bless so many words.

So Xia Mi felt for the first time that stacking BUFF was really the answer to the version.

"Ok?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Okay."

After Xia Mi uttered the first word, he raised his hands, and the bronze-colored rock sickle blocked Mount Tai's Dragon Slaying Sword.

Good weight
She has strengthened her strength to such a degree, why is this guy's sword still so heavy.

Xia Mi concentrated on trying to find out the "eye" on Lu Mingfei's body.

This is her unique power, as long as she finds the "eye" of the object, she can cause the greatest damage with the least force.

"found it."

She was overjoyed and was about to fight back when a gust of wind drilled towards her crotch from bottom to top.

Xia Mi was startled, and quickly jumped back to avoid the kick.

Before she scolded Lu Mingfei for being shameless, a handful of gravel was thrown towards her face again.

Lifting the legs and throwing lime, these are the fighting skills that Lu Mingfei learned from the latter when he was training for the fifth month these days.

Now it seems that these small tricks are quite useful.

Xia Mi stretched out his hand to wipe in front of his eyes, and slapped all the gravel away.

She didn't use the sickle to block it, because she knew there was an attack behind.

Sure enough, the Dragon Slaying Sword followed closely, and the shining tip of the sword pointed directly at Xia Mi's eyes.

She sneered in her heart, don't really take the Dragon King as a fighter, fighting is engraved in the genes of the dragon clan.

The death scythe hooked the blade of the dragon-slaying sword, and Xia Mi planned to lock Lu Mingfei's weapon and force him to wrestle with him.

After all, she is a human body, and she doesn't believe that the opponent who fights hard can beat herself who has drank the blood of the Dragon King and has been strengthened by the spirit of speech.

With a slight hook of the sickle, Xia Mi snatched the Dragon Slaying Sword.

She didn't like to be surprised, but it was too late to get out to block.

The violent fists were imprinted on her body, and the sounds of skin and flesh joining and bones breaking could be heard endlessly.

The two figures quickly moved tens of meters in the tunnel before stopping.

There are two figures, one standing and one lying down.

"elder sister!"

Fenrir's tone became angry, and there was an invisible force stirring in the air.

"Fenrir, don't move."

Xia Mi's weak voice sounded in time.

"Oh."

The dragon lay down again aggrieved.

"Cough cough, relieve your anger now."

She struggled to get up, spitting out blood and pieces of internal organs.

The power of Yan Ling is repairing her body, but the pain she suffers is real.

If it wasn't for Lu Mingfei's last effort, she might really have been beaten to death.

"Let's begin the ceremony."

Lu Mingfei turned around, unable to see his expression clearly in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)