Chapter 264

Constantine has waved his paw. Because his speed is not as fast as that of a teenager, he always needs to make some predictions, but he seems to have made a mistake this time.

The boy took off. His black hair, which had become longer under the violent blood, was dancing wildly by the strong wind. The claws of death almost touched his scalp, just like dancing on the blade.

The black light of the knife flashed out, and Constantine's right forearm was broken from the middle. Constantine's shocked eyes crossed the young man's figure. The other party was level with his dragon head at this time. In a short time, he saw the young man's expression now.

The boy is laughing, with a crazy bloodthirsty smile.

He is enjoying the battle of dancing with death!

It's too late to be shocked. The boy's arms stretch, and the black giant blade knife passes over his upper body. It's coming. It's a left oblique cut from top to bottom!

Constantine repressed the panic in his heart. He had strong resilience. It was not a fatal mistake just now. When he realized that his first attack failed, the dragon tail like a divine whip came with the vigorous wind of death.

Juvenile single Sabre does improve the attack power, but it can't defend one side with the knife and chop himself with the other hand.

He has figured out the next battle process. He wants to fly the young man from bottom to top. This height is more than 100 meters away from the dome. When the other party pauses in an instant after being hit to the dome, he can keep up and directly launch continuous attacks to force the young man to hit him head-on!

But the next moment, Constantine's heart showed an absurd feeling. At the moment before the knife, the human youth in front of him loosened his left hand and stretched it downward. At the same time, his body adjusted its posture in the air with a huge black blade. According to this angle, the youth should be cut off by his dragon tail!

The sound of broken bones and piercing scales sounded almost at the same time. At this moment, even the flame king who was already familiar with the battle was horrified by the madness of the youth.

He grabbed the bone spur on the dragon's tail with his hand!

Under the powerful force, the bones of the young man's left arm were cracked, the scales were broken, the bone spurs were cut, and the upper end of the bent arm brought down a piece of flesh and blood, but the hand was so tight that it was like a wolf biting the throat of its prey!

The dragon's tail swung upward, but the boy was not hit and flew. Instead, through the inertia of the swing, his right arm expanded unprecedentedly. The huge black blade drew a beautiful arc in the air and cut into Constantine's neck with a fierce killing machine.

At the last moment, Constantine reacted. Despite the damage of bones and muscles, he forcibly reversed the route of the dragon's tail, but the knife was cut, and the dragon blood rose into the sky. Under the strong carotid pressure, the red liquid splashed to the dome.

This knife almost cut off his head!

Even if he reacted and threw the boy away, he was still cut in half. This injury will accelerate the loss of his physical strength. It takes at least a minute for such a serious wound to heal completely!

Dragon tail recovered the hem, while Lu Chen released his hand and stepped on the ground again with downward acceleration.

He slightly moved his injured left arm and rushed to Constantine with a single knife in his right hand.

This level of injury, in the case of three times of blood burst in both his blood lineages, it will take less than half a minute for him to fully recover, and he will make money.

The huge dragon shadow and tiny black shadow in the air flash out. People with insufficient dynamic vision can only see the raging vigorous wind, the sparks on the dragon scale, and the blood flying in the air.

The whole dormitory is hot enough to steam ordinary people because the Rhine just now is in a state of high temperature. In the bright yellow flame, there is the reddish gold blood mist.

The boy and Constantine stepped on the ground, wall and dome, and the sound was like thousands of big clocks ringing constantly, mixed with the golden and iron sound of the handover between the sharp claw keel and the fierce dragon slayer.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong"

Constantine's huge dragon heart beat like thunder, and the frequency was rising, as if he was forcing himself to gradually improve.

He began to lose touch with the blade of death.

He inherited Samson's combat experience and became a qualified soldier, but in such a high-frequency battle, he began to overload and hesitate.

The young man's moves and strength are completely inconsistent with the "experience" he inherited from Samson. It's a completely desperate play, exchanging injury for injury and blood for blood!

His sharp claws crossed the young man's waist and took up small pieces of flesh and blood and the scattered dark scales, but the young man turned and slashed obliquely, leaving long knife marks on his chest, and the dragon blood surged out.

Pain and blood further stimulated Constantine's ferocity. His angry roar and the sonic boom of dragon roar rang through the bronze city.

It was the first time he set foot on the battlefield, but he encountered the crazy God of war, which was difficult to meet in the mythological era. No matter what tactics he adopted, late attack or first attack, the youth can always resist his attack in a way he never thought of.

Lu Chen turned his head slightly again. The bone spur at the end of the dragon's tail cut the black scale on his face and brought out the red gold silk thread. The face on his black armor was slightly ferocious with a smile. He was very happy!

Leave everything behind and enjoy only the pure fighting moment and the confrontation with the monarch!

Constantine misunderstood Lu Chen. He was not born with more combat experience than Samson. He just entered a selfless combat state. After putting down his hesitation and scruples, he saw only Constantine at this time.

So every move of the other party seemed to become clear. He found out Constantine's fighting methods and habits. Now he also understood that this was not Constantine's original form.

He didn't see the second generation of the Chen family. Constantine's rapid condensation of the dragon body also had an explanation. He inherited the second generation of the dragon body and the other party's combat experience.

Rather than fighting Constantine now, he is fighting the soul of the unknown sub generation soldier. Constantine has just mastered his form without intention, and the combat mode is still in the mold.

Constantine has basically reached the bottleneck in the battle, while Lu Chen without me has just entered the state. In the face of a stronger enemy, he feels his blood boiling with excitement.

In this case, in the face of every attack by Constantine, his natural directness will make him make the best choice.

He's bleeding, he's hurting, he's... Dancing!

In the distance, painted pear clothes looked at this scene, clenched her hands and gently bit her lips. She was a little distressed, but I don't know why. She was happy for Godzilla. She could feel that Godzilla enjoyed the battle.

There is a kind of man who is born to go to war. He is like born to fight!

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Chen walking in the three-dimensional space around Constantine, but he was also secretly frightened.

He thought that he was already the top of the mixed race after he accepted brother Lu's help and embarked on the road of Fengshen.

In order to fight side by side with brother Lu, he kept refining his blood day and night, but looking at the battle in front of him, he suddenly felt that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see brother Lu's... Back.

Brother, can you really read the ancient books about human combat, but can you find your own talent on land?

Brother Lu uses some techniques now. No, that's not a technique at all, because no martial arts school will make people rush to fight for the purpose of exchanging injury for injury. It's like an invisible balance. After being weighed by the referee called intuition, brother Lu makes the best choice and uses moves that normal thinking can't think of.

Chu Zihang has no doubt that even if brother Lu's physical quality is the same as that of himself before evolution, he can fight three generations without a dragon body.

The dragon clan is a natural warrior, but brother Lu is much more like the dragon clan in combat than the dragon clan. He uses facts to explain the cruel truth that has not changed for thousands of years... Talent is always ahead of effort.

Besides, brother Lu has always worked hard. He never stops chasing for strength.

The behemoth in the scene is the first generation of fire monarch who should be looked up by the secret party. But at this time, in front of brother Lu, who has no distractions and devotes himself to fighting, he is like a cow gradually dismembered under the butcher.

He roared out a war roar, proclaiming his majesty and fearlessness, but the blade of regicide still cut a huge wound on him.

He angrily waved the clawless dragon arm and clapped, but the result was that the Dragon arm became shorter again.

His dragon tail swept down with the vigorous wind and the momentum of breaking the mountains, but it was always a millimetre away. At the moment when the young man's hair was flying, the end of the dragon tail flew into the air.

The powerful flame rose and was split by the strong wind brought by the black giant blade. He blocked the blade with only intact front claws.

Constantine's huge dragon eyes and the boy's red golden eyes looked at each other, and finally a trace of fear appeared.

He's being dismembered!

It was only less than one and a half minutes before he fought with him again from his youth.

He has some... Can't stand it!

He finally understood that his brother finally lies in the human feeling of war.

This is the biggest monster that should not exist in the world!

This monster embarks on the road of killing dragons and is absorbing the nutrients of the monarchs. What he will become in the end is just frightening to the dragon.

"I want to know the name of my opponent."

The young man's voice was cold and indifferent, completely unlike his bloodthirsty and crazy expression when fighting.

Constantine's uncontrollable anger, the monster dared to speak in the battle and make such distractions. He was so despised!

He roared and cut at the boy with the keel growing from his forearm, but he was easily avoided by the other party. He was a little surprised that it was not the boy who became faster, but he... Became weaker?

But he still has time. As long as he survives in the last half minute, the final winner is still himself.

Thinking of this, he once again ignited a high sense of war.

I want to be a dragon family that makes my brother proud. I can't live up to Samson's loyalty.

No, Constantine!

Abandon those cowardly ideas and decide the outcome in this last time, not to survive, but to kill the monster!

After another confrontation, the two sides opened the distance because of the reaction force. Constantine looked firmly at the young man in front of him, making a thunderous war roar and bringing layers of air waves.

Lu Chen looked at the already "broken" Constantine, looked at each other's proud and belligerent eyes, and grinned: "needless to say."

The one who fought me was Constantine.

The wings of the dragon that covered the sky waved, and the flames in the bedroom bent down one after another. Many red bronze walls still emit a faint light, illuminating the unprecedented battle between ancient and modern times. This is an epic battle between hybrid and early generation giant dragons.

The harsh sound of sonic boom sounded, and from the east came a dark phantom, pulling out a long reddish gold blood mist.

From the west, the Dragon shadow like a giant god is surging, bringing an extreme storm.

Constantine turned sideways and swept the boy with his most powerful dragon tail, which was still intact all over his body.

Lu Chen suddenly dragged the ground with a single knife, lowered his body, and crossed the dragon's tail almost close to the ground. When he got up, his recovered left hand and right hand held the regicide together, moving forward in inertia, the black knife light flashed out, and one of Constantine's hind legs was broken.

In Constantine's roar, he jumped up and cut off the huge dragon wings on one side, bathed in dragon blood, walked to the sky, turned his body on the dome, and obtained the leverage point again.

The huge dragon body below finally lost its balance and collapsed downward.

At the moment of life and death, Constantine instinctively made a judgment. The other Dragon Wing waved and turned his body sideways. At least he had to be able to see his opponent clearly before he could block his opponent's attack with the broken dragon claw of his right forearm.

Lu Chen stepped on the dome with his feet and his legs bent deeply. Qiu Jie's muscles broke Lin Jia, and the reddish gold blood mist spewed out from all corners of his body. His state was still at its limit and there was no time.

At the next moment, the bronze wall of the dome suddenly fell apart and sank inward. The gas explosion brought by the shock wave pushed away the copper scraps flying in the air. The figure of the young man was like a sharp sword of judgment hanging from the sky, straight through the earth.

The torrent of flame rises, and Rhine's release takes at least a second to sing. Constantine doesn't expect Jun Yan to burn the youth, but he can cover his sight and give him a chance to resist this attack.

He saw that the youth had reached the limit. After that, he would go into a weak state for convenience.

Facing the flame, Lu Chen should have crossed the wide blade and dispersed them with strong wind, but he didn't turn the blade.

In his previous life, he deduced and practiced the knife technique for countless times. At this moment, he felt that he could use that knife, which could never be achieved in theory in his previous life.

At this time, his heart beats more than 500 times per minute!

The twisted muscles of both arms poured the strength of the whole body into the handle of the knife, and the king killing spirit roared with pain and excitement.

As if it were natural, the fierce blade of regicide was cut off, and the extremely long blade brought faster angular speed. No one could see the track of this blade.

It was a knife honed day after day, year after year, regardless of the doubts of other secret blood warriors.

It is the ultimate sharpness, the ultimate hegemony, and the crystallization of young people's efforts in the realm of martial arts.

The combination of meaning and form is clearly a knife from top to bottom, but it is the momentum of opening the sky. It seems that you can see the Dragon killing the sky, and the sun and moon are dim.

The torrent of flames dispersed, just like paying tribute to the knife of young Jue Tiao. Before the blade arrived, there were long blood marks on Constantine's dragon body. Even the atmosphere was cut by the knife and came with a sharp will.

Regicide and Constantine's Dragon claws crisscross, the virtual shadow of the Dragon suddenly expands dozens of times, the shadow of the black dragon hundreds of meters long falls from the sky, and the black dragon's huge mouth opens, as if to devour everything, including the monarch below.

The Dragon roar far beyond Constantine sounded, like a real dragon king, with extreme majesty and ferocious bloodthirsty.

Boom——

The figure of the young man staggered with Constantine, fell to the ground, and the bronze collapsed and sank inch by inch.

The virtual shadow of the black dragon gradually disappeared. Konstantin behind him burst out a blood spring tens of meters long from the dragon's neck to the latter half of the dragon's body. The scarlet rain fell and gurgled on the boy's dark face armor.

"Call -"

Lu Chen spit out a hot miscellaneous gas.

Ten years of sharpening, Wushen sword technique - Tian ho!