Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

Fujiwara subconsciously rushed to the window, and as soon as he poked his head out, he was met by a harsh light and shadow, exploding blood into the rainy night!

There was a stabbing sound, and under the fearful gaze, Fujiwara's neck, which he twisted subconsciously, was cut open!

Long nails were hammered into the top of the window, and the sound of chains reached my ears late in the morning.

Before Fujiwara had time to turn around to see who it was, the snake coldly pulled the chain and spike, pulled back the weapon, and used the force to turn over nimbly.

"Uh-huh!" Fujiwara said in pain!

It was a snake. He clasped his hands under the window, straightened up, bent his waist like a bow, and threw out a standing whip kick, knocking Fujiwara to the ground!

Spinning in the air, landing on the ground and raising his knees, the snake slammed into Fujiwara's abdomen, with a sudden dent, dyeing Fujiwara's eyes blood red!

The purple mask shimmered with light, and the brilliant golden eyes revealed were so horrifying that Fujiwara unconsciously turned his head and realized it. No one knew the suppression from the bloodline better than him.

The blood level of the person in front of him is definitely higher than his!

“Nice to meet you.”

A cool voice sounded.

Kerala!

Snake Xiyi raised his hand, took the spike that spun and fell from the air, and stabbed Fujiwara's eyes hard. This was Lu Mingfei's test, a test of Fujiwara's ability and speech ability!

"This is my meeting gift!"

Kaka! !

"Don't even think about it!" With great strength rising, between life and death, Fujiwara overcame the suppression of his blood and tightly grasped the spike in front of him, motionless during the fight.

Fujiwara was about to make a violent counterattack when he heard a crisp "click" sound, and the weight on his body suddenly disappeared. The woman dodged out amid a crisp sound of chains colliding.

Fujiwara was left with a cold spike lying on the ground with a strange look on his face.

He increasingly doesn't understand what these people are doing?

But this may not cause Fujiwara to feel a more serious fear in his heart.

The mean and sinister rat face, the flexible and ruthless cold snake face, and the guy who rescued Su Xiaoqiang.

The masks of the same style all indicate that they are from the same organization.

The terrifying golden eyes flashing just now are all proof.

Those enemies were indeed the same mixed race as him!

Not to be underestimated!

Chapter 286 One knife, two holes!

In fact, Fujiwara's mixed-race bloodline is not excellent. Although it is not at the bottom, it is only at the C level. Although it is only one level lower than Lao Li's B-level mixed-race bloodline, it is far behind him in both organizational status and ability performance.

The spirit of words and ghosts win!

This is Fujiwara's word spirit, which can theoretically increase his body's basic abilities to eight times and eliminate all pain in the body.

Nerves, muscles, joints, bones. All basic abilities are increased eightfold. The combined combined combat effectiveness is not just a simple eightfold increase, but more!

But unfortunately, due to his bloodline, Fujiwara was unable to exert the full power of the word spirit. In his past experience, when he was at his strongest, he only more than doubled his basic physical ability.

The amplified word spirit combined with years of training is enough to make him stand out among ordinary humans. He can even penetrate a steel plate several centimeters thick with his bare hands!

But once he encountered a stronger hybrid, Fujiwara felt powerless and weak.

It was like that when facing Lao Li. The evil reputation decades ago and the unknown spirit of speech made him have his head chopped off in front of him, and he didn't dare to say a word.

As for now?

Putting aside the mouse-faced one who is suspected of possessing the Word Spirit Snake, the snake-faced one wearing the purple mask just now has a bloodline much higher than mine, not to mention the unknown power of the Word Spirit she possesses.

There is also the guy who rescued the hostages without making a sound, and the possibility of the existence of the word spirit that puts people into coma.

A simple estimate of the opponent's overall strength will tell you that you are no longer in the upper hand.

It's a bit difficult to deal with one, but if you face three at the same time.

There was silence for a long time, and Fujiwara stopped rushing downstairs where there was no sound.

But there was no reply.

There was a stabbing sound!

Liquid like living fluid rushed into Fujiwara's body, scorching his heart, his blood, and all the cells in his body.

Cunning and insidious, flexible and cold, direct and majestic, he alternately walks between the gunfire and bullets on the fourth floor and Fujiwara on the fifth floor.

Tap tap tap tap!

Ding ding ding! The footsteps fade away in the twinkling lights!

"Three people" turned the situation into a puddle of muddy water!

No matter how Fujiwara mobilized his troops through the walkie-talkie, it was of no avail.

"Who asked you to come up?" Fujiwara murmured subconsciously, and then yelled repeatedly into the intercom, "Who asked you to come up?"

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!"

He's such a loser if he still doesn't understand the situation now!

The group of people opposite, relying on their large number of people, actually resorted to the method of one person restraining him, a mixed race, while the others massacred all his younger brothers!

Rat, snake, dragon.

However, Fujiwara had no intention of escaping. Instead, he suddenly took out the dark purple potion in his arms and stabbed it into his neck.

He has completely given up the idea of ​​gathering all the remaining combat power to fight against those three people.

The sweetness spreads!

"No matter how many come! Everyone will die!"

Ding~~! It’s the crisp vibrato of metal!

Ding--! It’s a metallic clang!

The sound of footsteps came in the solemn darkness! A bang! ! !

Ryu held the blade in his hand and engaged Fujiwara's pitch-black weapon.

Sparks suddenly appeared in the darkness, flickering between the two people's brilliant golden pupils. Fujiwara roared and tried his best, but saw the person in front of him retreat explosively. The next moment, he stepped into a room with the sound of no desire to fight.

The lightning flashed and scattered the smoke and dust at the entrance of the cave, revealing the red and black steel bars that were easily broken.

tread--!

With his feet off the ground, there was nowhere to rely on. Amidst the hail of bullets and acrid smoke, the purple blade vibrated with the sound of running water and twisted sword light.

He was wondering how there could be gunshots on the fourth floor, when he heard an impatient call coming from the intercom at his waist,

How despicable! How despicable!

Do they actually want to bully the minority in the end? ? ?

Fujiwara gritted his teeth and misinterpreted everything, but when he thought about having to face those three people at the same time, he couldn't help but feel more nervous.

tread!tread!tread!

Lu Mingfei, who successfully eliminated all the soldiers, wore a dragon mask and slowly stepped out of the darkness.

Although I don't know why those people had to run away if they had such abilities.

The golden eyes exploded with lava-like heat, and the power of the dragon was awakening!

"No matter how many come! Everyone will die!"

The spirit of words and ghosts win!

Increased strength, four times!

Feeling the vigorous physical power and the heat waves in his mind, Fujiwara suddenly raised his head and roared,

Hearing the words stopped on the intercom and the screams of his men downstairs, Fujiwara, who was in ragged clothes and with several bloodstains on his body, roared and jumped, and smashed the intercom with a "crackling" sound.

Thorn! Thorn!

Tiny gray-white scales sprouted from the corners of the body, and the dragon blood in Fujiwara became more violent and rampant!

"Hahahahaha, hahahahaha!"

boom!

The arm penetrated the wall, and when it was raised, it shattered into a large hole.

The sword was stained with blood, and the rat met Fujiwara again, using a sharp dagger, and the angle of the stabbing was particularly tricky.

"A bunch of pig teammates! They fail more than they succeed!" Fujiwara cursed angrily for unknown reasons. The situation was already serious enough, but who would have thought that these bastards would cause more trouble for him?

Fujiwara suddenly threw the spike aside and ran away.

"Breath of Water·Six Forms·Twisted Vortex!" Long jumped to the fourth floor again and groaned. He used this sword move that can move in the air to break the situation. Under the flickering lights, he slashed out clusters of blood red. .

But with things given by adults,

Slowly stood up, took out the test tube from his arms, and stared at the flowing deep purple light. Fujiwara pressed his teeth together, biting away the fear in his heart.

"I will never lose!"

"Boss! Boss Fujiwara! Come on! We can't handle these monsters! Ahhh!"

Da da da!

Suddenly, gunshots and screams rang out from the floor below, and Fujiwara's face suddenly froze.

The remaining purple liquid spread, making Lu Mingfei frown.

In front of several Rolock gunners, Snake suddenly jumped into the air, avoiding all the bullets was trivial. He also pulled out countless long nails from the inside of his wide-open coat, and nailed them to the enemy's wrists one by one, and came out through his body. screamed.

He chose to use what the adults gave him, a mysterious medicine that could increase the level of his bloodline!

Looking up, he saw Fujiwara roaring and the test tube clattering to the ground.

"what's the situation."

I haven’t seen him for a long time. The guy named Fujiwara in front of me looks like this. Did he take any medicine?

Obviously you haven't even used a few of those speech spirits yet?

But Lu Mingfei soon had no time to think about what was going on.

There was a roar and explosion, and even the ground was trampled to pieces.

Fujiwara turned into a black shadow and shot out at an incredible speed.

In the darkness, only a pair of reddish-golden blades flashed past, and they were already killing Lu Mingfei's neck.

So fast!

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but widen his eyes, keenly aware that Fujiwara's speed was at least several times faster than before!

There was a sonorous sound and purple flashes, and Lu Mingfei raised the blade where he came from.

Ding--!

Under the crisp sound, fire splashed everywhere.

Unlike the previous close match, Fujiwara's black short blade violently pressed down, leaving Lu Mingfei at a slight disadvantage.

The strength is also much greater!

Did the man in front of him use the power of the so-called word spirit to increase his body?

Or is it the effect of the purple potion just now?

Lu Mingfei was thinking, but his other hand was not too slow, shooting out a beam of light like the red sun, piercing into Fujiwara's lower abdomen.

But even Lu Mingfei didn't expect it.

Fujiwara, who had always dodged when fighting swords because he wanted to avoid injury, actually ignored the sharp edge that pierced his lower abdomen.

Puff!

Sweet blood sprayed in the air.

But Fujiwara, who could no longer feel this level of pain, didn't even blink. He abandoned the dagger violently, stretched out his hands, and released the sword tang that held the red blade with one hand into his body. He grabbed the purple blade and let blood spurt from his palm.