Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"We don't have to resort to swords. In fact, we can negotiate peace." Herzog looked at Lu Mingfei, his tone and eyes more serious than ever before. "This time, I am sincere."

"Talk about peace?" Lu Mingfei said noncommittally, his eyes dancing with sarcasm and madness. "Doctor, look at me now. I no longer have any reason to talk about peace with you. I'm different from you. I'm not fighting for myself. Once a war between dragons begins, it never ends in peace. All I want now is to kill you. If I can't kill you, I'll kill myself."

Herzog's expression became particularly ugly. He couldn't help but curse in his heart that this guy was a real lunatic. He clearly possessed one of the best bloodlines and overwhelming power in the world, but he had no pride as a king at all. He paid a completely disproportionate price for some lowly and ordinary people... How could there be someone in this world who would risk his life to protect a group of ants?

Herzog couldn't understand. In his opinion, this was a completely losing business and only a hopeless fool would do it. Herzog and Lu Mingfei were completely two extremes because he didn't have anything he wanted to protect. He couldn't understand how to love others and be extremely selfish. In his heart, only himself was the most important. Nothing in the world was more valuable than his life, so once he encountered a situation that really threatened his life, he always wanted to escape.

Just as Lu Mingfei said, Herzog has the body and bloodline of a king, but he still hides a cowardly human heart in his chest. He is afraid of death, he is calculating, he is worried about gains and losses... But this is the final decisive battle, and it is also an unprecedented gamble. Too many people have been dragged to the gambling table of Lu Mingfei and Herzog. This game directly involves three civilizations: humans, hybrids and dragons.

In this unprecedented and grand gamble, Lu Mingfei put his everything on the line, he was desperate, but Herzog wanted to back out at the last minute... But no one could withdraw. Since ancient times, the war between dragon kings has always started with roars, fights and blood, and can only end with death!

Lu Mingfei threw away the two broken bones in his hands. This time he did not tear open his abdomen to take out the ribs from it. Because the time interval was too short, Lu Mingfei's recovery ability had declined significantly, and his new ribs had not yet grown out completely... Lu Mingfei tore open his chest.

He took out two pieces of bones from the chest cavity. The unbearable pain made Lu Mingfei's eyebrows twitch... This scene was horrified by Herzog. It was hard for him to imagine that there was someone in the world who could be so cruel to him. Herzog felt more and more reluctant to retreat. He wanted to turn around and run away from this extreme lunatic.

You should know that a large part of the function of the bones in the chest cavity is not only to support the balance of the body, but more importantly to protect important organs such as the heart. What Lu Mingfei did was equivalent to giving up defense. Before his new sternum fully grew out, the most deadly parts of his body would almost be exposed to the enemy.

Without giving Herzog any time to escape, after the bones in his hand were refined into new Budu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzhan, Lu Mingfei pounced on Herzog.

Lu Mingfei raised the two swords above his head with an imposing manner and accompanied by a loud sonic boom. Herzog was stunned by Lu Mingfei's ferocious aura for a moment. He recognized this move... The secret of the Samurai Manifestation Style - "Lion Manifestation". Yuan Zhisheng also knew this move. As the director of the Executive Bureau, Yuan Zhisheng's swordsmanship was so outstanding that when he performed this move, he really looked like a lion holding a knife, falling from the sky.

If Yuan Zhisheng's great robe slash is called "the manifestation of the lion", then Lu Mingfei's move should be called "the manifestation of the fierce dragon" or "the manifestation of the mad dragon", because he is really too crazy, adding more ferocity than Yuan Zhisheng's sword moves. In Herzog's eyes, this picture is like a mad dragon pouncing towards it, his feet controlling the strong wind, lightning and flames wrapped around his body, the two swords raised above his head are like a lion and a tiger, the blades are like sharp fangs, and every time he chops down, he will bite off a large piece of flesh and blood.

Because of just a moment of surprise, Herzog lost the initiative. When he came to his senses, the two swords in Lu Mingfei's hands had already landed on his head. Herzog hurriedly raised Ame Murakami to block it, but Lu Mingfei's strength was far greater than he imagined. This time Ame Murakami failed to completely defend against Lu Mingfei's slash. Butu Yuhun chopped Ame Murakami to the side, and Ame Yuzan was like a sudden beast, biting Herzog's shoulder fiercely and tearing off a large piece of flesh.

The intense pain made Herzog let out a heart-wrenching roar. In an instant, the pain overcame the fear in his heart. The ferocity given to Herzog by the White King's bloodline was aroused by the blood. He suddenly pounced on Lu Mingfei, and the sharp teeth in his mouth bit Lu Mingfei's carotid artery tightly, as if he was ready to fight Lu Mingfei to the death.

There was no smell of blood, but Herzog was sure that his teeth had pierced Lu Mingfei's artery. He was an expert in genetics and had a very thorough understanding of the human body. The depth of his bite was enough to cause Lu Mingfei's neck to bleed profusely. Moreover, Herzog and Lu Mingfei had fought for so long that he also understood the laws of Lu Mingfei's strange physique. Dense black threads spread out from Lu Mingfei's neck, which meant that the tissues in Lu Mingfei's body had been damaged.

A punctured carotid artery is undoubtedly a fatal injury for ordinary people. Although it is not fatal to dragons of noble blood, it is definitely not without impact... Dragons whose necks are completely bitten off will die as well. Herzog increased the strength of his mouth while secretly rejoicing in his heart. Herzog believed that Lu Mingfei's seemingly disregard for his life in fighting with it was mostly pretended, because it did not really face the threat of death with this strange immortal body.

But Lu Mingfei's immortality was nearing its limit. Herzog didn't believe that if he bit off Lu Mingfei's neck and tore off his head, he could still be resurrected. Herzog couldn't see Lu Mingfei's face at the moment, but threatened by real death, Herzog was looking forward to the expression on Lu Mingfei's face... It must be exciting. If Lu Mingfei didn't want to die painfully with his throat bitten off, he would scream in fear and push himself away. But then Herzog would only bite more fiercely and viciously, and he would also be more excited, just like a blood-sucking jackal whose hunting desire was greatly aroused by the roar of its prey.

But the expected roar of pain did not sound. Herzog bit Lu Mingfei fiercely, but he did not push him away or resist, and his body did not even tremble slightly. It seemed that he did not care if Herzog bit through his throat... While Herzog was still puzzled, he felt the pressure on Tian Kusun Yun disappear. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a sharp object pierced his scales and skin and pierced into his chest.

The severe pain made Herzog's nerves tense instantly. At the same time, he realized at the first moment that it was Lu Mingfei's Budu Yuhun that pierced his chest. Herzog subconsciously tightened the bones of his chest to prevent the sharp knife from piercing his heart. His attention and strength were subconsciously diverted. The strength of Herzog's mouth suddenly decreased. Between killing the enemy and saving his life, Herzog chose to protect himself without hesitation.

But Lu Mingfei had no intention of giving up. He didn't care whether Herzog would bite his neck off, nor did he care whether he could be resurrected after suffering such a serious and fatal injury. He used all his strength in his hands, and the Butu Yuhun stirred fiercely in Herzog's body, prying open and breaking through Herzog's clamped sternum bit by bit, and the tip of the knife was infinitely close to Herzog's beating heart.

Herzog used great force on his mouth, knowing that this was a gamble. Who was faster, who was more ruthless, and who would die first? Herzog wanted to bite Lu Mingfei's throat before he could, and also tried to make Lu Mingfei give up... But he failed. Lu Mingfei had no intention of retreating. No matter how hard Herzog used, this young man had no disguise at all. All his crazy actions were real. This guy was a real lunatic!

At the moment when the tip of Budu Yuhun's knife was about to touch Herzog's heart, Herzog suddenly loosened his mouth that was about to bite off Lu Mingfei's throat, and he let out a shocking roar. This roar contained too many emotions, horror, anger, surprise... and more of fear.

Herzog retreated, desperately moving back to keep his body away from the knife that almost pierced his chest, and away from the madman who wanted to kill him even if his throat was almost bitten off.

Herzog didn't stop until he was at least a hundred meters away from Lu Mingfei. He was gasping for breath, not knowing whether it was because he had consumed too much energy or because he had not yet recovered from the shadow of death. Herzog stared at Lu Mingfei. The wounds on his shoulders and chest were still hurting, especially the wound on his chest. Herzog had the illusion that his heart was aching and his heart was almost about to jump out of his chest.

In fact, with Herzog's bloodline, even if the heart was stabbed, it would not die completely as long as it was not crushed into pieces. But Lu Mingfei was different. Herzog saw the scar on Lu Mingfei's neck caused by its bite, and the healing speed there was already quite slow. Herzog was still sure that it could bite Lu Mingfei's throat before Lu Mingfei crushed its heart. This time, it was almost impossible for Lu Mingfei with his throat bitten to be resurrected.

He ultimately escaped, feeling both humiliated and bewildered. He felt it was natural for him to flee, but it was the young man's fearless demeanor that staggered him. Was he truly determined to fight him? Wasn't his behavior truly suicidal?

Hesitation means defeat. Herzog, who had no determination to fight to the death, would never realize this. He did have the opportunity to kill Lu Mingfei, more than once, but the moment he retreated, his failure was doomed.

Without any statement or sarcasm, Lu Mingfei's eyes were filled with unprecedented determination. At this moment, Herzog was no longer his mortal enemy in Lu Mingfei's eyes, but the kendo senior whom he had found difficult to defeat in the kendo hall. He lacked something compared to the other party, so he had to give up something. Lu Mingfei had put in a thousand times more effort in the past, and this time he would give up his life... Those who cannot give up anything can never defeat anything!

Lu Mingfei stepped forward with his sword. Since the battle with Herzog, he had never retreated a single step, and this time was no exception.

Chapter 728: Herzog of Fear

Lu Mingfei once read a sentence in an ancient sword manual: the ultimate state of perfection in swordsmanship is to be free from external attachments. These four words are only a part of his words, but it is not easy to do. Many sword masters and sword saints have spent their entire lives striving for this state but have never been able to reach it.

If all the Japanese sword masters gathered here at this moment and saw Lu Mingfei's actions, they would definitely be so excited that their faces would turn red and they would feel ashamed of themselves. Lu Mingfei no longer considered how badly he was exhausted or how terrible his injuries were. He just swung his sword, and his only belief at the moment was to use the blade to cut off the enemy in front of him.

Herzog wanted to evacuate, but he had no chance. Lu Mingfei did not give him a chance to breathe, nor would he give him a chance to breathe. Just as the thought of escaping flashed through Herzog's mind, Lu Mingfei's blade was already approaching his eyes.

Herzog raised Ame no Murakami to block, and he gathered the strength of his arms to avoid being shocked by Lu Mingfei and having his hands go numb and unable to hold the sword steadily like before. But this time Herzog was surprised to find that Lu Mingfei's attack was completely different from the previous few fights with force. His swordsmanship and his skills were so flexible that Herzog was caught off guard.

Butu Yuhun and Ame no Habakiri bounced away the moment they came into contact with Ame no Murakumo, and then immediately slashed towards Herzog from other directions, like poisonous snakes with strange and tricky angles.

Herzog could only keep swinging Ame Murakumo, struggling to cope. Lu Mingfei's sword swinging speed was getting faster and faster, which made him a little dazzled. However, Herzog could not ignore every attack of Lu Mingfei, because all of Lu Mingfei's swings were not empty moves. Every time Herzog used Ame Murakumo to block the blade of Butsu Yuhun or Ame Yuzan, there would be a loud and crisp sound when the blades collided. The force was not so strong that it made Herzog's arm numb, but if it hit its body, it would definitely leave a mark. The most terrifying thing was not the strength, but the speed at which Lu Mingfei swung the sword while maintaining the strength.

This was pure speed. Herzog couldn't imagine how this young man could swing the knife so fast. It was obvious that their physical abilities and reflexes should be comparable, but he could hardly see Lu Mingfei's knife-swinging movements. He could only subconsciously resist with the keen perception given to him by the White King's bloodline.

If the difference in their physical strength is not too big and Herzog has the advantage in weapons, this can only mean one thing... that is, Lu Mingfei's swordsmanship level is far above Herzog's.

But how old was this young man? A sophomore, at most five or six years younger than Yuan Zhisheng, yet his swordsmanship surpassed Yuan Zhisheng's... How was this possible? With his imperial bloodline, Yuan Zhisheng was already the most exceptional swordsmanship prodigy Herzog had ever encountered. Furthermore, Yuan Zhisheng had been practicing swordsmanship since childhood. How many years had Lu Mingfei been cultivating the art? Could it be that this guy had been practicing swordsmanship since a previous life, or even in the womb?

The air was filled with the gleam of swords and the shadows of knives. Lu Mingfei slashed out arcs of light shaped like full moons again and again. The whole sky was filled with bluish-white arcs of light, as if the moon's halo had been copied countless times. The light and shadow were magnificent... But only Herzog, who was on the opposite side of Lu Mingfei, had a deep understanding of this. Every arc drawn by this young man was full of solemn murderous intent. His condition was getting better and better, even more crazy. Many times, Herzog felt that he was almost powerless when he took on Lu Mingfei's moves. He could hardly believe that such a young guy could reach a state of full sword intent, and even the most difficult "Two Heavens and One Flow" in kendo!

It was indeed "Niten Ichiryu", Herzog was not mistaken. Even Herzog, who was quite familiar with Japanese kendo, did not recognize which move in "Niten Ichiryu" it was. But the power of this move was unquestionable, and the pressure it brought to Herzog was like... Lu Mingfei was completely immersed in the perfect kendo will at this moment. Butu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzan were wielded by him with great force, and the sonic boom effect continued to sound. Dense green and white arc-shaped sword lights intertwined, filling the entire space tightly.

The secret technique of Niten Ichiryu: Chaotic Blades and Round Dance!

Lu Mingfei used to display Ange's most skilled swordsmanship and elevated it to a whole new level. Even when Ange, who possessed "Time Zero", was at his peak, he had never displayed the "Niten Ichiryu" swordsmanship to such a perfect state. Even though Ange was very fast, it was still not fast enough... This move was the ultimate secret of "Niten Ichiryu". It was not even recorded in ancient books. It was only passed down orally by the heirs of "Niten Ichiryu". However, no one had mastered it for thousands of years, and it was called "the fantasy sword move". Throughout the ages, perhaps only the founder of "Niten Ichiryu", the legendary swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, could perform it perfectly.

But Lu Mingfei displayed this secret perfectly, even on the actual battlefield. Although this was certainly due to his bloodline that was promoted to the king level, if one's understanding and comprehension of the swordsmanship were not sufficient, having speed would only mean swinging the two swords around randomly.

Sword lights surrounded Herzog from all directions, and the entire space was filled without a single gap. Herzog was wrapped in a mountain of pressure. Lu Mingfei's sword-swinging movements were getting faster and faster. Herzog's eyes could only keep up with Lu Mingfei's sword-swinging movements twice, or even three or four times before. It was barely able to cope with it until now because of the super perception ability given to it by the White King's bloodline, and it almost relied on the body's instinct to respond. From a distance, it looked like a half-human, half-dragon creature that had gone crazy, dancing an extremely uncoordinated dance at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

However, no matter how strong the perception ability is, the physical strength will also reach its limit. When the movement of Lu Mingfei in Herzog's sight was already more than five moves faster than the actual Lu Mingfei's speed, Herzog suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right arm, and a shallow crack appeared on the forearm of his right hand. There was a faint red bloodstain in the part where the scales were scraped off.

The sudden pain distracted Herzog. Even with such a minor wound, Herzog's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. This meant that in the head-on confrontation, he had been left behind by Lu Mingfei. Even though his bloodline was more complete than Lu Mingfei's, and his weapon was tougher than Lu Mingfei's, his swordsmanship skills were far behind Lu Mingfei at this moment.

And the most important thing is the difference in mentality between Herzog and Lu Mingfei... Herzog was scared. He had to admit that he no longer wanted to face this madman, nor did he want to be an enemy of such a terrible guy. Deep down in his heart, Herzog couldn't wait to escape from this battlefield.

After just a moment of distraction, the situation took a turn for the worse. More and more scars appeared on Herzog's body. First, the arms, back, legs and other non-fatal parts, followed by the abdomen, shoulders, waist and hips, which are important parts of the body. Finally, bloodstains appeared on Herzog's chest, neck and even face.

This was too weird. Lu Mingfei had probably cut Herzog with more than ten wounds all over his body. From a certain moment on, the number of these wounds stopped increasing, but their depth increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. From the beginning, the color of the light and shallow bloodstains became more and more bright and crimson. In the end, some wounds were even deep enough to see the bones, as if these parts of Herzog's body were cursed by the devil. As the power of the curse spread, the gaps on Herzog's body gradually expanded.

But Herzog knew very well that this was not a curse at all. The wound widened and deepened because of Lu Mingfei's repeated slashing... Lu Mingfei's Budu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzhan repeatedly slashed at the exact same position on Herzog's body. The broken ends made by the blades had no time to recover before they were hit by another slash. The range of the broken flesh and blood became larger and larger, and the depth became deeper and deeper.

There are actually people in this world who can do such a thing! There are actually people in this world who can do such a thing! Herzog couldn't believe it. This kind of swordsmanship can no longer be described as superb, it is simply unpredictable!

This feeling made Herzog feel unprecedented fear and uneasiness, as if he was a fish on a chopping board, completely unable to resist and unable to move. He could only allow the knifeman to cut into the same parts of his body again and again, feeling his body being chopped and split bit by bit, and he didn't know when it would turn into a pile of broken pieces.

Herzog was really scared. He couldn't bear it. The mental torture was more unbearable than the physical pain. The process of waiting for death and watching his body being chopped into pieces by others could really drive a person crazy!

Herzog let out a roar filled with anger and unwillingness. At this moment, he broke through his inner limit because of great fear. Tenmukumo was no longer used by Herzog to defend against Lu Mingfei's attack. Herzog turned from defense to offense with the super perception given to him by the White King's bloodline. He aimed at the figure of Lu Mingfei who was rushing towards him. Herzog suddenly pounced forward, swung Tenmukumo, and slashed at Lu Mingfei's neck fiercely.

But Herzog's attack missed, and it only hit the afterimage left by Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei's speed was too fast. Immersed in the "Er Tian Yi Liu" swordsmanship, he was like a ghost that could not be captured or predicted. You can see his shadow, but you can never hit his entity. You also know which part of your body he will hit, and even which direction he will come from, but you have no way to avoid it.

Lu Mingfei had also been waiting for this moment, the moment when Herzog couldn't help but burst out to fight back... The keen perception ability given by the White King was very troublesome and difficult to defeat. If Herzog just endured and defended, Lu Mingfei could only slowly grind Herzog to death like a slow knife grinding meat. This method was very physically and mentally exhausting. If Herzog was strong enough and his vitality was tenacious enough, in the end Lu Mingfei himself might be the first to succumb to the exhaustion and collapse.

But since Herzog took the initiative to fight back, it was like a turtle that had been hiding its head now poking out of its hard shell. Its head and limbs sticking out of the shell were its fatal flaw... Since the flaw was exposed in front of him, it was easy to solve. Lu Mingfei had been waiting for this moment, the moment when the turtle could no longer bear the fear and took the initiative to stick its head out of the shell!

Bypassing Ame Murakumo's blade, Butu Yuhun and Ame Yuhazan slashed fiercely on Herzog's chest with the posture of cutting mountains and seas. White scales and blood splattered, and Herzog let out a heart-wrenching wail. It twisted its body violently and retreated. The blades of Butu Yuhun and Ame Yuhazan stuck in its chest were shattered by the force of Herzog's retreat, but a diagonal cross-shaped wound was imprinted on Herzog's chest, which was hideous and deep enough to see the bone.

Herzog looked at Lu Mingfei with an unprecedentedly complicated look in his eyes. The emotions in his pupils were filled with resentment, dread and fear. At this moment, he had completely lost the confidence to compete with this young madman for the throne. He was afraid, he was really afraid... Maybe Herzog still had a chance to defeat or even kill Lu Mingfei, but Lu Mingfei's viciousness, brutality and even madness made Herzog feel fear at the soul level. After repeated fights, his will had been crushed, and the desire to survive had overcome his ambition. Herzog no longer wanted to be an enemy of this madman. Now he just wanted to survive.

Herzog didn't even dare to look the madman in the eye. The pain in his body and chest made him silent. Without hesitation, Herzog turned his head and flapped the wings behind him, trying to escape from the madman's sight as quickly as possible.

There is no turning back on the road to becoming a king. Herzog's hasty escape has completely laid the foundation for his failure, and even his death.

Lu Mingfei also flapped his wings and chased after Herzog. This time he pulled out two pieces of bones from his shoulders, and the brand new Budu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzhan were refined in his hands. When flying at full speed, the speed of Lu Mingfei and Herzog was actually on par with each other. If Herzog was determined to escape, it would be difficult for Lu Mingfei to catch up with him in a short time... But Lu Mingfei did not seem to be in a hurry at all. He showed a meaningful smile while chasing after Herzog.

Of course, Herzog also noticed Lu Mingfei who was chasing closely behind him. Herzog became more certain that his escape was not a failure. It was the most correct choice at the moment. The speed difference between the two was almost zero, and Lu Mingfei's condition was not long-lasting. As long as he could delay, the final victory would still be his.

Herzog soared into the sky, where the air was thin, which consumed Lu Mingfei's physical strength even more. But when it approached an altitude of 20,000 meters, Herzog's body suddenly staggered, and a piercing pain came from the periosteum of its wings behind it. Herzog immediately realized that there were also wounds left by Lu Mingfei on its wings, and the pain suddenly broke out when it was flying at full speed.

Chapter 729: Atonement by Death

Lu Mingfei had left too many wounds on its body just now. Herzog's neck and chest, the two most fatal parts, were in pain like burning fire. The severe pain and fear made it ignore the minor wounds caused by Lu Mingfei on its wings for a moment.

But it was this extremely detailed wound that severed the connection between Herzog's body and the neurons at the tips of its wings. Even though Herzog possessed super-fast recovery capabilities, at this moment its recovery capabilities were all serving the more fatal wounds on its chest and neck. When Herzog was flying at full speed, this imperceptible tiny crack caused the tips of its wings to suddenly stop working, breaking Herzog's steady acceleration. Not only did its flying speed stall, but the turbulent airflow almost broke the joints of its wings.

Herzog thought to himself that something was wrong and turned around suddenly. In his golden eyes filled with fear, the figure of Lu Mingfei holding two swords was like the deadly god of death. His figure was infinitely magnified in Herzog's field of vision. An expression of fear covered Herzog's entire face. He opened his mouth and wanted to make a terrified cry. At the same time, his body was twisting wildly and deformedly. It seemed that he could not decide whether it was better to turn around and run away or to raise Ame no Murakami for defense.

But it was too late. Lu Mingfei was too fast. It was only a moment's difference, but for Lu Mingfei and Herzog, who had king-level bloodlines, it felt like several minutes. Herzog didn't even have time to roar, and his brain didn't have time to decide whether to escape or resist. Everything happened in a flash.

In Herzog's eyes, Lu Mingfei, who was flying at high speed, turned into a pounced tiger. The tiger held a knife in both hands, and the blade reflecting the moonlight looked like his ferocious fangs. The momentum at this moment was so terrifying that Herzog was enveloped by this explosive momentum. He felt as if he would be torn to pieces by Lu Mingfei in the next moment.

Ame Murakumo subconsciously protected his chest. This was Herzog's most instinctive action. The wound on his chest just now caused by Butsu Yuhun and Amahaha was too deep, almost fatal. If Lu Mingfei added two more knives in the same position, it would be like adding insult to injury. Even if Herzog was not killed on the spot, he would completely lose the power to resist.

But unexpectedly, Lu Mingfei did not cut towards Herzog's chest, neck or other fatal parts. Herzog only felt that Lu Mingfei flashed in front of him like a light and shadow. The blades of Butu Yuhun and Tian Yuyu Zhan drew two stunning arcs in his sight, but there was no sign of any force on the Tian Muyun in Herzog's hand... Lu Mingfei did not cut his chest and neck, and Herzog's body was intact. So where did Lu Mingfei cut with this attack?

Just as Herzog was hesitating, it smelled the smell of blood in the air, which was very strong and fresh. It could smell that the blood had just seeped out of the body... Before Herzog could figure out where the blood came from, its body staggered suddenly. It seemed that Herzog could not maintain his balance for a moment and almost fell from a high altitude.

Herzog suddenly realized what went wrong, and at this moment he finally figured out what Lu Mingfei had cut with this attack... But when Herzog realized it, it was too late.

Behind Herzog, he felt unbearable pain in his shoulder blades. As Herzog let out a low roar of extreme pain, crimson blood gushed out from his back like a column. This was the source of the bloody smell that Herzog smelled. Two pitch-black objects fell from a height of 20,000 meters to the sea of ​​clouds below... They were two white wings.

It turned out that this was what Lu Mingfei had swung, Herzog's wings. No wonder Herzog felt his body stagger and it was difficult to maintain his balance, because Lu Mingfei cut off the wings behind him with one blow. There were many nerve nodes connecting the periosteum of the wings and the muscles and spine on Herzog's back. The pain of losing the wings was worse than having his limbs cut off, which made Herzog unbearable.

At the same time, Herzog felt a strong sense of shame and despair in his heart. He was ashamed that as a king, he was so afraid of the other party. He was intimidated by the other party's momentum and wanted to escape, but he lost the courage to resist. In the end, his wings were even cut off by the other party... Having his wings cut off by Lu Mingfei undoubtedly cast a greater shadow on his heart, and he also completely lost the chance to escape.

Indeed, most dragons do not need wings to float in the air because they can control the wind element in the air. What's more, for Herzog, who has a White King-level bloodline, even if it does not rely on wings and only relies on the wind element to drive itself to move, its flying speed can easily break the sound barrier, comparable to any top fighter jet in the world that excels in speed.

But this is completely different from it having wings. Dragon wings are their most powerful accelerators, just like the turbocharging system of a sports car, or the rocket thrusters of a space equipment. Lu Mingfei's flying speed was originally on par with Herzog's, and now that Herzog has lost his wings, there is no doubt that he will no longer be able to escape from Lu Mingfei's hands.

"This strike was for Yuan Zhisheng and Fengjian Liuli." Budu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzhan swung two sharp sword flowers in mid-air. Lu Mingfei said without turning back, "You betrayed Yuan Zhisheng's trust in you, and you also played tricks on Fengjian Liuli's heart that had always been pure for her brother. Do you know what they looked like in the story in my dream?"

"Another dream story! Another dream story!" Complex emotions such as shame, pain and fear intertwined together, and Herzog roared in anger. "That prophetic dream you mentioned was just an illusion, it was false! Why do you always confuse false things with reality? No matter what the fate of Yuan Zhisheng and Fengjian Liuli was in that dream you mentioned, didn't they die in reality? Aren't they all alive and well now? "

"In that tragic ending, they ended up as two mummies hugging each other. They couldn't stop you. The elder brother died in his younger brother's dream, and the younger brother died in despair at not having his brother in this world anymore." Lu Mingfei was unaffected by Herzog's tone. He said calmly, "But fortunately, they are both still alive this time. I'm glad I prevented everything this time. Otherwise, I wouldn't have chopped off your wings with this blow, but your head."

"What kind of logic is this? What kind of logic is this?" Herzog retorted, unable to accept it. "Who do you think you are? A judge representing God? Or Satan? What gives you the right to avenge those who are still alive?"

"I'm neither God nor Satan. I'm a friend of Yuan Zhisheng and Fengjian Liuli." Lu Mingfei turned his head, his golden pupils reflecting Herzog's embarrassed look. "Yuan Zhisheng chose to trust me, Fengjian Liuli said he bet on me to win. My friends put everything on me. I have no reason to lose."

In fact, Lu Mingfei's condition was not much better than the embarrassed Herzog. Several parts of his body where bones had been removed had not yet recovered to their original appearance. Scattered black threads were fluttering around Lu Mingfei's body, and he looked like a manic demon... But there was an essential difference between Lu Mingfei and Herzog, and that was their eyes and expressions.

Herzog's eyes were panic-stricken, and the expression on his face was full of anger, fear and despair... This was the expression of a doomed loser.

Lu Mingfei's eyes were unwavering, and his expression was as hard as steel... This was the look of an Avenger. Nothing in this world could stop Lu Mingfei's belief and determination to kill Herzog. In Lu Mingfei's gaze, Herzog was already a dead man whose fate was doomed.

Seeing Lu Mingfei's eyes, Herzog understood that it was impossible to communicate with such a guy. Herzog had seen such eyes more than once... In the past twenty years, in the history of the battle between the Eight Snake Families and the Ghost Clan, the avengers of both sides would reveal such a look in their eyes before stepping onto the battlefield. They fought with their backs against the wall and were ready to die. They shouted that they and their families had no way out, and their ending was without exception to be killed on the battlefield.

How ironic! In the past, when Herzog saw people with such eyes, he only thought those ant-like guys were pathetic and ridiculous. But at this moment, Herzog saw such eyes again. Such eyes were shown to it by creatures of the same level as it. This time, Herzog only felt a shudder from the depths of its soul.

Herzog was about to say something when Lu Mingfei disappeared. When Herzog reacted, Lu Mingfei was about to pounce on his face. Herzog hastily raised Ame no Murakumo to fight back, but he was overwhelmed by all kinds of complicated emotions and could not be called a qualified fighter at all. Herzog's movements were as clumsy as a turtle swimming in the face of Lu Mingfei's fierce and swift actions.

The figures of Lu Mingfei and Herzog crossed in an instant. Herzog didn't see Lu Mingfei's movements clearly at all. His eyes were dull and he looked down at his body anxiously, stroking the part of his body that he couldn't see with his hands. Herzog wanted to know what part of his body Lu Mingfei had cut off in this confrontation... Such behavior meant that Herzog's will had collapsed. The great fear completely crushed his spirit. Herzog had even completely lost the idea of ​​escaping and resisting on his own. Every time Lu Mingfei swung at him, Herzog thought that Lu Mingfei was going to take away a part of his body.

But Herzog fumbled for a long time and did not find any missing part of his body. Except for the wings behind him that had been cut off and had not yet recovered, Herzog did not feel any strong pain. Just as he turned his head to look at Lu Mingfei in confusion, the blades of Budu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzhan had already swung in front of him, infinitely magnified in Herzog's pupils.

Heart-wrenching wails resounded through the sky, and Herzog's vision was dyed a blurry scarlet. Two straight cracks appeared on Herzog's facial bones. When Herzog's facial bones peeled and shattered along the cross-shaped cracks, two clear blood lines could be seen on Herzog's face, drooping diagonally from his forehead, intersecting at the bridge of his nose, and extending all the way to his jaw.

This time it was his eyes. Both of Herzog's eyes were chopped off by Lu Mingfei. As he had the blood of the White King, he was not blinded by the sword, but the pain could not be erased. In his scarlet and blurred vision, Herzog seemed to see the sword that Lu Mingfei swung at his face in the Genji Heavy Industries Building.

That blow directly blinded Herzog's left eye, and it became his lingering nightmare. For several days, Herzog woke up from nightmares at night, with cold sweat soaking his pillow. The last scene in the dream was the dim Genji Heavy Industries, where Lu Mingfei wielded the blade of the famous Kanze Masamune and slashed at his eyes... Herzog finally became the White King and relied on his bloodline to restore his blinded eye, but the scene of that day was repeated again, as if a hand of fate was strangling Herzog's throat. The great despair was suffocating, and Herzog almost couldn't breathe.

What was even more unbearable was that when Lu Mingfei was putting away his sword, Butu Yuhun and Tian Yuyuzhan casually cut off Herzog's ears... It was as if they were imitating the "ear-cutting punishment" that Yuan Zhisheng inflicted on Herzog. This was simply a great insult.

But at the same time, Herzog was even more frightened. All the most frustrated and helpless emotions he had as a human came back to him. He had clearly become the supreme White King, but it seemed as if he had turned back into that powerless and humble human. As the wounds on his body increased one after another, Herzog felt that the authority given to him by the White King's bloodline was also slipping away from his body bit by bit.

Herzog briefly held the greatest power in the world, but at this moment, he felt that he was falling from that lofty altar.

"This cut was made for Master Yue," Lu Mingfei said, looking at Herzog. "He was a ramen master who sold noodles in the back alley of Tokyo University. He made a mistake when he was young, and to punish himself, he has been selling ramen in the depths of that alley for over sixty years. But the mistakes he made were not even one-tenth of yours. Dr. Herzog, how will you atone for your sins?"

"What Master Yue? What Master Yue? I don't even know anyone called Master Yue!" Herzog shouted, covering his eyes. "What qualifications do you have to punish me on behalf of someone who has nothing to do with me?"

"It's true that you don't know Master Yue, and he doesn't know you, but you two are not completely unrelated." Lu Mingfei said calmly, "Uesugi Yue... have you heard of this name?"

"Uesugi Yue... Uesugi Yue..." Herzog quickly searched for the name in his mind.

Chapter 730: Those who defy fate are not allowed to argue

Herzog's thoughts were too confused, his brain was filled with fear and pain, and for a moment he even lost the ability to think.

Uesugi Yue... At a certain moment, Herzog's body shook violently, because it suddenly remembered this familiar name

It had mentioned this name to Gen Chisheng before. Herzog did not know Uesugi Yue and had never met him in person, but he had seen this name when he was the head of Black Swan Port. It was on the labels of several frozen reagent bottles that were locked in the deepest part of the password box. The reagent bottles contained preserved active blood samples, and the name on the label indicated that the blood was taken from the man named Uesugi Yue.

When Tachibana Munemasa was in charge of the Snake Eight Clan, Herzog had occasionally heard the priests of the old shrine mention this name several times, but there was no record of it in the family's ancient books and history books. When facing the broken walls and charred torii gates of the old shrine, the priests would rarely whisper to each other, vaguely mentioning this ghostly existence of the Snake Eight Clan, as if the three words "Uesugi Koshi" were some kind of taboo in the Snake Eight Clan itself.

Once, Herzog invited an elderly priest with burn scars on his face to drink at the back door of the worship hall. He vaguely asked the old priest about Uesugi Yue's past. The old priest, under the influence of alcohol, hesitated for a long time before mentioning to Herzog the tragedy that happened to the patriarch of the Sheqi Eight Family generation decades ago. The old priest told Herzog that the burn marks on his face were also left by the fire that burned down half of the shrine decades ago, but the old priest said that he did not blame the old patriarch, because in the final analysis, it was actually the family that owed Uesugi Yue.

Herzog drank and sighed with the old priest, but he was actually not interested in the grievances and entanglements between Uesugi Yue and the Eight Snake Families, or who was right or wrong. Herzog knew in his heart that Uesugi Yue was actually the father of Minamoto Chisei, Kazama Ruri and Uesugi Eri. The super bloodline inherited by these three super hybrids all came from the man named Uesugi Yue, so the man with the title of "Emperor" would definitely be more suitable than Minamoto Chisei, Kazama Ruri and Uesugi Eri to be the "vessel" to resurrect the White King... When Herzog vaguely mentioned to the old priest whether Uesugi Yue was still alive, the old priest just sighed and shook his head, and Herzog restrained his thoughts, as if the man who once dominated the entire Japanese underworld had died sixty years ago.

But now this familiar name was mentioned again by Lu Mingfei, and Herzog suddenly reacted after a brief moment of distraction.

"Uesugi Yue, are you talking about the Uesugi Yue who disappeared from the Snake Eight Clan over sixty years ago?" Herzog shouted. "Didn't he disappear? He's not dead? Are you saying that Uesugi Yue has been hanging around in the back alleys of Tokyo University all these years? Selling ramen? That underworld kingpin?"

"Are you surprised? A man with that kind of bloodline would live in a small alley like that, selling ramen for his entire life." Lu Mingfei said, "The life a person should live has nothing to do with his bloodline. Not everyone has such a morbid ambition as you. You'd feel comfortable killing as many people as you want to pursue your ambition. But Master Yue is different. He was blinded by rage when he killed, but after he came to his senses, he realized he had done wrong and was willing to atone for it."

"So what exactly does Uesugi Yue have to do with me?" Herzog roared unwillingly, "What qualifications do you have to avenge me for him? Do I owe him anything? I don't even know him! I've never met Uesugi Yue. My only indirect contact with him was the blood sample of Uesugi Yue that the Snake Eight Clan handed over to the German military. I used that blood sample to cultivate three children. What reason does Uesugi Yue have to seek revenge on me?"

"Sixty years ago, Master Yue severed his ties with the Snake Eight Clan. However, the old man has never been able to face the guilt in his heart, so he has remained in Japan. Genji, Kazama Ruri, and Eri are his only connections to this world." Lu Mingfei said, "Master Yue was willing to die for his children, and he could also save the world for his children. Although he is not a qualified patriarch or a qualified underworld leader, his position as a father is impeccable."

"This was an old man who was willing to sacrifice his life for children, yet you played with all of his children for twenty years. In the end, you killed them all." Lu Mingfei lowered his voice and said coldly, "Do you still think that old man has no reason to seek revenge on you, Dr. Herzog?"

Herzog gritted his teeth. In his heart, he didn't agree with what Lu Mingfei said at all, because he didn't know Uesugi Yue at all. Why would a person feel guilty towards a stranger whom he had never seen or had any contact with?