The Warrior of Love

Even the erupting volcano was suppressed, and the roar of things not from this world echoed through the sky.

The pure white figure and extremely black wings fell rapidly towards the ruins where everyone was!

"You guys retreat quickly!!"

So fast!

At this moment, the young man forgot all the trump cards, strategies, and camps.

Faced with the disaster that came from the sky, two people took the initiative to step forward without thinking -

Izayoi clenched his fists tightly, mobilized his scarred body, and faced the three-headed dragon with a fearless attitude.

The white-haired prince radiated a brilliant light, as if coated with a sacred color, which completely stimulated the perfect spiritual nature of the sun's sovereignty.

The two of them stared at the white figure, risking everything they had...

But this is doomed to fail!

A tattered body, a young savior who has not yet transformed, even if he is prepared to die, cannot match the dragon that can destroy the world.

Therefore, the ending is predictable.

puff!

Izayoi's body was pierced by the dragon's sharp claws.

boom!

The fist that was powerful enough to shatter mountains and rivers hit the head in the middle heavily, but it only broke some scales, causing the evil dragon to move its head slightly.

——The body of this demon dragon is as heavy as a continent!

The dragon's claws were pulled out of Izayoi's body, the blond boy's internal organs were cut, his bones were crushed, and the blood-red color dyed everyone's vision red.

Bang!

His Highness's heavy fist hit the same head from the other side, but the opponent hardly moved at all, and the effect was even worse than that of Izayoi.

Hongyu's pupils looked at His Highness, and the dragon's movements were even faster than its gaze. The biological instinct accumulated from thousands of battles allowed it to instantly launch a counterattack and hit His Highness' waist heavily.

"ARRRRRRR!"

boom! boom!

There were two explosions, and His Highness and Izayoi were blown away by the blast.

At the same time, the wings behind the Demon King spread out once again, and the sharp blade that tore through the darkness attacked Izayoi who was already unable to defend herself.

Unlike His Highness who could withstand a slash, Izayoi was only made of flesh and blood no matter how strong he was. This single blow would cut him in half.

Clang!

It was also a pitch-black slash. The collision of the blades shook the atmosphere, emitting a high-pitched sound beyond the range of human ears. The ripples scraped off a layer of the ground...

call--

The blond boy who was almost disemboweled was gently caught by a man, and his weak body was held in one hand.

"It is you……"

When Shizayoi saw the person coming, all the strength in his body suddenly disappeared, and he could no longer control himself and slowly closed his eyes.

"The rest is up to you..."

The man clenched his right hand around the Immortal Slash and slowly exerted force. He looked expressionlessly at the unconscious Izayoi, then looked at the white three-headed dragon.

The three-headed dragon suddenly became "quiet", its dragon head slightly tilted, and its three pairs of ruby ​​eyes stared at the man.

"You...tell me your name, the hero of Fullmetal."

"Distant mountains and rivers."

Chapter 889: Initial Ravage

"Wow, Yuanshan Jiangliu... a new hero? It seems that the small garden has not remained unchanged during my sleep."

The demon king, whose body is covered with scales as white as jade, has a majestic and ferocious posture, but he also carries a sacred aura for no reason. Standing on the ground with a body less than four meters tall, he has an aura that is enough to make giants look up to him.

"Okay, I accept your challenge. My name is Aziz—"

boom!

A violent explosion like a meteorite impact pierced through a corner of the high ground, and the shaken earth was torn into pieces. In an instant, cracks like monster claws extended out, and then under the additional heavy blows, they completely turned into deep ravines.

boom!

The more violent impact covered the previous shock, and even the people staying on the other side of the high ground were almost blown away by the air wave.

Even a strong man like His Highness felt a sense of panic and was unable to stand steadily. He calmed down and looked forward after his companions knocked away the rubble.

It was a rift that completely divided the dilapidated highlands into two, as if it was cut by a long sword of God, and the raised mountains were pierced by the straight rift.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can also see that on the other side of the highland a thousand meters away, the end of the rift is a sinkhole with a diameter of one hundred meters!

What just happened - His Highness was in a trance.

"Run away!"

A familiar voice called him back to the real world, and he turned around to find that it was Kasukabe who was speaking again.

"This is your last chance...the farther you run, the better!"

The petite girl barely stood up, and said to everyone unwillingly: "Don't you understand after seeing Jiang Liu's expression? He is also going to gamble everything. Now we who stay here are just a burden to him!"

"Izayoi-san..." Asuka looked at the unconscious Izayoi, then cast his gaze towards the end of the rift valley, "Mr. Jiang Liu..."

There was a moment of hesitation on the girl's face, but it was quickly replaced by strength.

"Kasukabe-san is right. We can't let down the opportunity that Jiangliu created for us. Besides, Yao and Izayoi-san also need treatment."

Asuka immediately organized the remaining members of the community alliance, and while temporarily rescuing the wounded, they quickly evacuated from here.

They had no time to care about His Highness and others at this moment, and His Highness was in no mood to mess with them. The girl Ling's injuries were almost beyond recovery and were in more danger than the two seriously injured "Wuming".

When it comes to wanting to evacuate, he is much more anxious than Asuka and the others!

"Jiang Liu... Damn it!" Fei Niao took a last look into the distance, felt the vibration from the ground, and clenched his fists tightly.

"If I could become stronger... please don't die, Jiang Liu!"

--boom!

The atmosphere should have been completely shattered by pure violence, but strangely, there was still an earth-shattering roar.

Passion, frenzy, destruction!

There were no unnecessary moves, only the most direct collision of power, and the light and shadow in the center of the battlefield also shook with the loud noise...

Only then did he realize that the roaring sound was not from the atmosphere that had disappeared, but from the space itself that was being shaken!

One punch, one punch... There is no gradual progression. Every punch is a concentrated explosion of the whole body's strength, with an unparalleled force that can shatter even the space!

There was no chance to breathe, nor room to fight back. Even the ancient demon king was suppressed under the earth by this brutal violence.

After repeated battles, the result was a devastated land like the surface of the moon, and the three-headed dragon was always the one that was smashed into the ground.

boom!

The force that could overturn the world struck down, smashing the white dragon into the deep hell, and even erupted hot magma from the edge - it seemed that the thin crust near the volcano was penetrated.

However, this powerful attack also became the bell sound for the end of the round, and the figure that suppressed the dragon finally stopped.

call--

In a flash of phantom, the three-headed dragon rushed out of the tiankeng, its wings spread out as slender as swords, allowing it to float steadily in the air, and it looked at the enemy with its striking red eyes.

It stared at the other party for a long time before asking in a deep voice: "Have you had enough?"

There were many broken marks on the white scales, but there were not many "injuries" in the true sense. It was just that the magma flowing along the body was like blood, making it look very hideous.

In comparison, Jiang Liu, who had always had the upper hand, was now in a completely different situation.

The right hand holding the knife was not so difficult to deal with. In the previous battles, in addition to the massive hand-to-hand combat, the man and the dragon also stretched out their sharp claws - black wings and long sword - every time they approached.

The brief sounds of swords and halberds were easily drowned out by the roar of the explosions, and no one could see clearly the instantaneous fight. However, only the two parties involved in the fierce battle knew that those countless "instant" battles were actually the most thrilling.

Jiang Liu's clenched left hand has now been twisted into an appearance far removed from a "human hand".

Well, as the price to shake the three-headed dragon, it can be said to be extremely cheap.

"I was suppressed... Have I become weaker, or are you too strong?"

Although it seemed that he had gained an advantage, the three-headed dragon was not happy at all.

The three-headed dragon is only three meters in size and may not seem very large, but in fact the mass of its body is comparable to that of a continent!

Naturally, both the physical strength and muscle power have reached a rather terrifying level.

However, even so, it was still suppressed in the battle just now, and its indestructible scales were smashed again and again by its flesh and blood body...

What made it even more difficult to accept was that the opponent was only holding the sword with one hand and had to distract himself to fight with him, but the accuracy and speed of his sword swinging was frighteningly high, and he was not at all inferior to the black shadow that transformed into countless sharp blades in the fight!

"call……"

Jiang Liu slowly let out a breath of hot air. The cursed power surging in his body could not calm down for a long time. Perhaps it was because he had overused his power. His blood was constantly flowing like flames, causing this body to feel a tearing pain all over.

Click, click, click...

Under the astonished eyes of the three-headed dragon, Jiang Liu's left hand recovered in an incredible way. The bones returned to their original positions, the muscles connected to each other, and the skin was covered again. In just a few seconds, it was complete as if nothing had happened before.

“Amazing talent.”

The three-headed dragon raised its head and looked down at Jiang Liu. The one in the middle spoke.

"But this alone is not enough to stop me."

Jiang Liu did not answer, but just changed to holding the Immortal Sword with both hands, rarely showing such a serious posture.

“No words? The monster who is the demon king is talking freely here, but the hero who comes to kill the monster is silent? What a strange scene... But it’s good like this. No need for words or any communication. Humans and monsters should not understand each other.

Come on, swing down that ominous long sword, to protect your companions, to save the world——"

The three-headed dragon spread its wings, and the pitch-black blade tore through the sky. The sound of breaking through the air was like a loud dragon roar.

"Come and kill me!"

Chapter 890: Blade Dance

Clang!

The sound of swords and halberds spread throughout the wilderness. A ripple was created where the blades met, and it quickly spread out as wind pressure that cut through everything.

Clang, clang, clang, clang——

Time and again, the clashes and countless wind pressures intersected, leaving indelible marks on the already devastated land.

The wings on the back of the three-headed dragon are as sharp as any other divine tool. They can be transformed into a sharp blade hundreds of meters long, or a short knife within a few inches of the body in an instant.

It was a black shadow that could change in a thousand ways but was focused on the "blade". It was purer than the night and colder than the cold wind. No matter whether it was rock or steel, it would be cut in half like a smooth mirror!

Jiang Liu recognized this. It was the special gift called "Dragon's Shadow", the killing blade belonging to the pure-blooded dragon species.

However, compared to Leticia's shadow, which focuses more on "versatility" and can transform into various weapons, the one that is now unfolding behind the three-headed dragon demon king is the Deathwing, which has developed the concept of "blade" to the extreme.

With just a flick of the hand, even the entire "City of Brilliant Flame" would be split in two!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

——What collided with it was a long sword that was also pitch black but had blood-colored patterns on it.

Facing the numerous shadow blades that had already exceeded the speed of sound, the long sword did not panic at all. Its straightforward and sharp slashing was even faster than the shadows!

Perhaps, it is no longer a speed that can be calculated with numbers, but a concept of extreme speed, like a flash of lightning or a momentary gust of wind, which can only be used as a reference with abstract things.

Its blade can touch the flow of time!

This is undoubtedly a slash that can be called "super fast"!

call--

Amidst the sound of a fierce collision that was impossible to distinguish, the bodies of the man and the dragon quickly approached each other, and the vibrations of the steel became more and more intense, until they were completely connected into a line, like a high-pitched note.

呲!