Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

Do you want to save him?

Before I made up my mind, my body started moving instinctively!

The answer is, yes!

"Rock Breathing, Third Form, Rock Skin, Modified!"

At this time, Ming Toufei roared and kept waving the blades in his hands.

As the air flow surged, a barrier formed by knife wind took shape.

His body flashed in all directions, leaving afterimages, and he fought his way out of a Great Wall-like barrier.

This sword move was originally used to protect himself, but at this moment he changed it to protect others!

The price he paid was rapidly declining physical strength, muscles that were about to tear, and a burning chest.

At this time, Ming Toufei couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Breathing of Rock is really not suitable for him!

Forgive Sifei, Sifei is a fool.

Just typed, didn't fix it (funny).

It was not until the big boss in the group reminded him that Sifei suddenly woke up and wondered why he didn't just send it two in one.

But it's too late, so I'll just post them separately, but the overall view is 4K,

Sifeifasi, there will definitely be no chapters with less than 2k in the future.

Chapter 49 Ming Fei: Are you really strong?

call--!

call--!

"Damn it, this time, I really acted like a hero."

Shi Ming Toufei was half-kneeling on the ground, his clothes torn and tattered.

Bright red liquid slowly flowed out from all over his body, accompanied by sour and numb pain.

Click——!

Unable to withstand the ravages of the battle, the wooden blade suddenly broke and fell powerlessly to the ground.

Grandpa, the wooden sword you made is broken again. The quality is not good.

Shi Ming Toufei held the knife in both hands, staring at the samurai sword with a crack faintly in front of his eyes, and amused himself in his heart.

If Uncle Beimingyu didn't have hammers and axes that were bigger than his, why would he still be holding a wooden sword?

Nichirin Sword! After this time, he will definitely ask the Demon Slayer Corps for one. No! Two Nichirin Swords!

He tried to cover up the pain in his body by letting his imagination run wild, but the increasingly strong smell of blood forced Shi Tou Ming to look towards the audience.

Listening to the wailing sounds coming from time to time, he sighed helplessly in his heart.

Being able to block the fatal blows that Senbon stabbed at the crowd was already the limit of the transparent world and his best efforts in performing the Breathing of Rock.

As for Qianben who hurt the masses due to omission, it is no longer something he can solve.

Uncle Beimingyu was right. Although he was a man with some talent in the way of swordsmanship, his body, which was not fully developed at the age of 11, was indeed the biggest shackle at present!

According to the words of Uncle Bei Mingyu, he is still in the budding stage. He has the huge strength to cut off the head of evil spirits and the basic physical condition to learn breathing techniques, which is a rare abnormality in a century.

According to Uncle Beimingyu's speculation, Shi Mingming's period of rapid growth should be between the ages of 18 and 25, which is seven years later.

The calm and composed Haimei Islet even guaranteed that after seven years, he would have a place among the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps. What's more, he would most likely become the strongest pillar of the contemporary era, able to fight against the rarely seen Upper Ranks once in a century without being at a disadvantage at all.

But when he first heard this, he scratched his head and blushed, saying that he didn't believe it at all.

He is not a genius. He just trained a few years earlier than the average person and seems a little stronger. It is not as weird as Uncle Beimingyu said.

Besides, a genius who didn’t survive is nothing.

Anyway, he is now just a little kid who can't even defeat an evil ghost who knows blood magic, and has to wait for Uncle Beimingyu to rescue him.

But Shi Mingfei, who lacked confidence, never realized what other children were doing at the age of eleven.

Om-!

Shi Mingtian crushed the random thoughts in his mind and stared forward.

"Kid! You're good! You're good!"

The four-armed vampire stood up groaningly and touched his cold neck in fear.

If it had been a little slower, its head would have fallen off.

Click——!

Did you become a samurai at such a young age?

Warrior!

It really, really makes me angry!

An unknown fire rose in his chest, and the evil ghost clenched his fist violently, causing the injured people in the audience to let out shrill screams.

Drop by drop of blood was drawn out, condensed, and transformed into cold swords in the air, all aimed at the shivering people.

The evil ghost's mouth showed an arrogant smile.

In this battle, it has been invincible since the beginning.

The dim sum trembling in the audience are not only hostages, but also its inexhaustible and most powerful arsenal.

"Little ghost, accept your fate"

Click——!

The arrogant words were suppressed because the existence that the evil ghost wanted to threaten and control had disappeared in front of it the moment before!

At that time, Transparent Fei flashed behind the evil ghost without saying a word.

The sharp blade broke through the air and slashed towards the neck!

"madman!"

The four-armed blood ghost roared and cursed, not caring at all about maintaining the sharp blade that was holding the hostage.

The light flashing in the child's eyes frightened it so much that it didn't even have time to think about the fact that an ordinary knife would not cause any substantial harm to it.

Four hands, filled with blood, completely wrapped around his neck from four directions in a strange way.

A little funny and embarrassing, but extremely effective.

This time——!

The blade slashed through the blood-red barrier, creating dazzling sparks in the air.

A heavy kick hit the evil ghost's open chest!

"Uh-huh!"

A muffled groan was heard, and the evil ghost turned into a shadow, flying backwards in the air, retching continuously.

The disheveled figure rolled over, smashing the tables, chairs and benches along the way into pieces, and finally slammed heavily on a corner of the auditorium, cracking the hard wooden wall!

call--!

Shi Mingtou exhaled heavily, and a terrifying white mist filled the air, covering up the golden light in his eyes.

To advance is to retreat,

We can’t give the evil ghosts any more opportunities to use their blood magic, otherwise everything will become extremely passive!

attack! attack! Attack again!

This was the only thought left in Ming Xiaofei's mind.

Squeeze the potential of all cells in the body!

His eyes fell on the evil ghost who was still in a daze not far away.

The breathing technique was working, giving the young child the strength to fight.

His ability to see through the world has not stopped. He can see through the evil ghost's body structure and guess its next move.

During the fierce battle, physical strength was declining and spirit was approaching the limit.

But, we can still fight!

boom--!

He stomped heavily on the ground, then flew through the air dragging a long sword.

When the weak is against the strong, all he can do is to bring the opponent completely into his own rhythm!

Sonorous——!

Sonorous——!

Sonorous——!

The flying blade kept passing over the evil ghost's neck.

At this moment, compared with the terrifying-looking evil ghost, Shi Qingfei, who was covered in blood and looked like a madman, looked more like a ghost seeking revenge!

The four-armed vampire was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses from Shi Ming's extremely terrifying aura.

"madman!"

"You are crazy!"

It roared hoarsely, and reunited the broken blood armor on the back of its hand, still protecting its neck, fearing death to the extreme.

"Are you clear or not? I am the ghost! The immortal ghost! The powerful ghost who faced the pillar and survived!"

The evil ghost couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes and growled like an insane person.

Click——!

"is it?"

Shi Mingfei's blade flew up again and again, and a strange afterglow fell on the evil ghost's blank bloodshot eyes. His tone was strange,

"But you're really not that strong."

Om-!

The evil ghost's pupils, which had been trembling continuously, suddenly stopped.

"You faced the pillar and survived?"

"Are you sure you didn't throw an embroidery needle that would break if hit from a distance of a hundred meters? And then you were scared away by Zhu?"

"Mr. Evil Ghost?"

Tokiwa has been with Chanae for a long time and has learned some scheming tricks. He knows very well how to provoke an evil spirit whose mental state is already abnormal.

What's more, most ghosts become irritable and angry after abandoning their humanity and having to survive in the darkness for decades or even dozens of years.

Shi Mingfei stopped swinging the blade and put it on his waist. His pretty face showed a bright smile.

"Are you really that strong?"

"But you can't even beat an eleven-year-old kid like me."

Ding!

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Chapter 50 Inspiration! Instinct! Rock Flame Falls!

Chapter 50 Inspiration! Instinct! Rock Flame·Flamefall!

boom--!

He looks down on me?