Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 283 Sword Light Illuminates the Sky, Making the Sky Azure

Just as Oreg was locked in combat with the dragon Guiller, Lu Mingfei suddenly leaped high into the air, the tips of his two swords quickly turning downwards.

The silver blade flashed through the air, leaving two cold streaks, and hurtled straight toward Guileer's left wing membrane with a sharp whooshing sound.

Dragon Warrior Dragon Slaying Tips, Lesson One: Destroy the dragon's wings immediately! Even if you can't destroy them all, you must injure them!
Otherwise, this legendary creature from the borderlands, capable of flight and breathing fire, will show you what it means to be scorched by the heat falling from the sky!
Lu Mingfei naturally didn't want to experience the feeling of being washed with dragon flames, after all, even the armor of the Lost Knight couldn't withstand the prolonged burning of that thing.

Moreover, overheated armor can quickly burn the wearer's skin, causing the skin and flesh to stick together until it becomes bloody and mangled.

However, Lu Mingfei did not succeed in his attack.

Guile was clearly an experienced adult dragon who knew people well. The moment he saw Lu Mingfei leap up, he realized what this silver ant was up to.

"Roar!"

The dragon let out an angry roar, abandoning Oreg in front of it and suddenly exerting force with its four limbs!
Whoosh!
Guile's entire body twisted instantly, his thick tail lashed out in the air, its sharp barbs slicing through the air with a whistling sound, as he lashed out at Lu Mingfei.

Caught off guard, Lu Mingfei had no choice but to cross his two greatswords to block in front of him, attempting to take the tail whip head-on.

"boom--!"

A heavy impact rang out.

Lu Mingfei felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding truck.

The immense power was transmitted through the twin swords to the arms, and then swept across the entire body.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, his arms feeling a tearing, tingling sensation that almost made him lose his grip on the sword hilt.

Fortunately, he adjusted his posture at the last moment, leaving two long marks on the bridge with his feet, barely managing to steady himself, but his chest was churning with blood and a metallic taste rose in his throat.

Guiller's drift was far more powerful than he had anticipated.

Compared to Him, Akir was practically an immature dragon!
However, Guiller's forced twisting of his body to launch an attack did not come without a price.

It exposed its vulnerable side to Oregon, who was always by its side.

Oregon would never let such a golden opportunity slip by.

Like a lurking eagle, he suddenly lunged forward in the moment when Guileer froze as he flicked his tail!

On the twin swords, the power of the storm was unleashed to its fullest extent. Grayish-white air currents swirled around the sword blades, transforming into razor blades that spun and slashed fiercely!

"Clang! Clang! Snap!"

Several loud explosions followed, accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of scales shattering.

Oregon's twin swords slashed fiercely into Guiller's left ribs.

Although that was one of the most solid parts of the dragon's body, it still couldn't fully withstand the storm slash unleashed by the Knight of the Lost Land.

The dark gray, metallic scales shattered, and debris flew through the air, revealing the bright red flesh and blood of the dragon beneath.

Unlike their ancient ancestors, dragons gained flesh and blood and powerful adaptability, but lost their hard rock scales.

Although the keratinized dragon scales still possess strong defensive capabilities, they are clearly insufficient against a hero like Oreg.

The sharp pain in his ribs made Guiller realize that close combat was extremely disadvantageous for him.

It let out a roar that was a mixture of pain and rage, and its enormous wings, which were still enormous even when folded, suddenly spread out completely and then flapped forward with all its might!
"boom--!"

It's not for takeoff, but to create violent air currents!

In an instant, sand and stones flew across the bridge, as if a small hurricane had been unleashed. The intense wind pressure rushed towards them, attempting to force Lu Mingfei and Oreg back, and even blow them down into the bottomless canyon.

Using the reaction force from its flapping wings, Guirel's massive body leaped backward with an agility disproportionate to its size, instantly creating a distance of more than thirty meters between itself and the two. The instant the leap was completed, its long neck was raised, its massive mouth opened, and crimson light rapidly gathered deep within its throat.

It will use its true dragon breath to completely purify this bridge surface!
Lu Mingfei realized Guileer's intention the moment it spread its wings.

Facing the hurricane, he lowered his center of gravity to stabilize his lower body, and at the same time, he pushed his left hand forward without hesitation.

A large, golden shield with intricate patterns instantly replaced the knight's greatsword he had been holding.

"Boom!"

The heavy base of the shield slammed onto the bridge surface, and Lu Mingfei quickly crouched down, curling most of his body behind the large shield.

The shield may be worn and weathered, but its quality is guaranteed.

It was restored by the blacksmith master Xiu Gu and reinforced twice with forging stones.

Lu Mingfei had originally prepared this for unforeseen circumstances, but he didn't expect it to be used so soon.

He didn't need to worry about Oreg; the battle-hardened, homeless knight had his own way of dealing with things.

Almost at the same moment Lu Mingfei finished his squatting defense, a crimson torrent gushed out of Gui Leier's mouth!

The dragon's breath, like a raging river of lava, surged along the bridge surface.

The scorching heat distorted the air above the bridge, and the pungent smell of sulfur was so strong it was suffocating.

Where the dragon's flames passed, the surface of the ancient stone bridge was instantly charred black, and even showed signs of melting.

"Boom--!"

The crimson torrent crashed violently against the golden shield held by Lu Mingfei, producing a deafening roar.

The scorching dragon flames were forcibly parted by the sturdy shield and swept to both sides, scorching the bridge surface behind Lu Mingfei black.

The terrifying heat emanated from the shield, and my left arm, which was gripping the shield, felt immense pressure.

The scorching heat made Lu Mingfei feel extremely uncomfortable; his inner lining was completely soaked with sweat, and his fingernails turned bright red.

Faced with the oncoming torrent of dragon breath, Oreg did not choose to fight it head-on or seek help.

Just before the dragon's flames were about to engulf him, his body trembled, and his figure became blurry. The next moment, he appeared out of thin air, several meters to the right front, just outside the edge of the dragon's breath's coverage area.

But Guiller's dragon breath is not in a fixed direction.

Its ferocious head turned slightly, and the dragon flames instantly moved sideways towards the new location where Oreg had appeared.
But Oregon was faster!
In the instant his form solidified, he made a second short-range flash.

The dragon's breath subsided quickly.

Lu Mingfei did not retract the large shield in his hand, but simply threw it away, because the shield had been half melted under the high temperature, and molten iron was slowly flowing down the shield.

He stared at the dragon, which looked slightly tired from its powerful breath attack.

An opportunity! The inevitable stun after the dragon's breath!

Lu Mingfei launched another charge the instant the dragon's breath subsided!

He held the two swords in his hands, and the gray-white storm-like airflow once again condensed on the blades.

The shift between offense and defense can happen in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)