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Chapter 98: This knife is for my sister, for my brother! (asking for monthly tickets)
Bang! !

Qi Xiuyuan suddenly threw a punch without any warning, hitting the empty darkness in front of him.

It was not like the violent power of human beings was released. The air seemed to be blown up by a brutal punch, and a violent and turbulent airflow rushed towards his face.

In the empty air in front of him, there was a teeth-grinding sound of bones cracking, broken bone fragments flew everywhere, and the two corpses were smashed to pieces in an instant.

"Ah."

Qi Xiuyuan held the pale, sharp spine in his hand, looked at the third generation who was standing in the distance but making a move in secret, laughed, and said calmly: "You are scared."

Click!

As his words and the sound of spine being crushed rang out, Lu Wu, who seemed to be angered, disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Although Lu Wu has a burly figure, he does not look like a dragon. His five-meter-tall figure brings him swift speed.

The ground within a radius of tens of meters collapsed, and spider-web-like cracks extended out.

Only a flash of green light was seen, and Yuan Zhisheng ignited his bloodline without hesitation.

Word Spirit·Royal Power.

Bang! !

Dozens of times the gravity instantly turned into a field and fell on the figure that broke into the royal domain.

It was as if an invisible hand suddenly slapped down, and the entire ground collapsed into a circular pit.

If it were any hybrid or even pure-blooded dragon at this moment, it would probably be turned into a pool of meat paste under such heavy pressure.

Yuan Zhisheng just wanted to fulfill his original promise and force Lu Wu to kneel on the ground, but what made his face change slightly was that he saw that the lightning-fast figure only paused for a moment.

The speed, which was originally so fast that only afterimages could be seen, has now dropped to a range where the figure can be clearly captured.

But that's all.

Clang!
Qi Xiuyuan quickly drew out his sword and placed it horizontally. The sharp sound of swords clashing resounded in everyone's ears, and sparks splashed in every inch of space like a silver bottle exploding. His feet moved back three centimeters.

The storm washed the scabbard on Qi Xiuyuan's waist. Qi Xiuyuan's hand pressed on the back of the knife, and the veins were bulging. He stared at the holes in the bronze mask in front of him, and the color of his pupils was almost red gold.

This guy's claws were so sharp that they drew sparks on the knife he was holding, illuminating the deep darkness between the man and the dragon.

The rain slid down Qi Xiuyuan's face and dripped onto the back of his hand holding the knife. He looked at the so-called god, and the next moment he took the initiative to draw out the knife.

Without stopping, he spun around, drew his sword and swung it forward.

呲! !

The knife didn't even have time to make the sound of the wind, and there was a sharp explosion that seemed to tear the eardrums. The wind pressure and the knife light swept in front of him in an instant, and even the raindrops falling around were chopped into pieces.

Clang! Clang! Clang!
The flash of sword and the crack of claws rushed between the man and the dragon like a torrent reaching the sky. The originally invisible whistling wind turned into substantial dense cracks on the ground and the stone wall.

The swords and claws of both sides were swinging faster and faster at a speed visible to the naked eye. The long swords blocked the front and back, and sparks splashed like metallurgy, making it impossible to get through.

"too fast."

Zhou Hao, who was secretly holding an anti-material sniper rifle, had a solemn expression on his face. He looked at the two figures through the sniper scope with a trace of cold sweat on his forehead. His thumb was on the trigger but he couldn't fire the shot.

But in the next moment, two afterimages, one black and one blue, suddenly stopped, and a figure suddenly appeared behind Lu Wu.

That is Wan Hong.

Moment·Level 128·x Speed Gain. But facing this blow from a blind spot, Lu Wu looked at Qi Xiuyuan without turning his head, his other sharp claw protruding from the mist.

Click.

He actually gently grasped Wan Hong's dagger, and his two tiger claws broke the blade like breaking a tree branch, all because of the explosive sound that came out of his mouth.

Looking at his sword that was easily broken, Wan Hong's face darkened. Feeling that his sixth-level strength was weakened in an instant, he seemed to have guessed something, and a strong unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

puff! !
Wan Hong's waist was pierced by Lu Wu's tail, and a stream of blood spurted out from his ribs. A pale bone was actually broken from the inside, and the broken flesh and blood dyed his clothes dark red!

"You're just a locust." Lu Wu still didn't turn around, his tone full of mockery and ridicule, "Just an insect."

The bloodline of Word Spirit·Setsuna, this Word Spirit, ultimately comes from the "King of Sky and Wind".

Only this strange human in front of him gave him a strange feeling...

"Ho ho."

With a sneer, Lu Wu, who was originally fighting Qi Xiuyuan with one hand, suddenly felt a violent breath.

I tilted my head slightly, but found that the dazzling gold in those eyes was no longer there. Instead, there was only a deep red in the pupils.

Wan Hong stared intently at Lu Wu's eyes, the human rationality becoming increasingly thinner, while the dragon's indifference and cruelty became increasingly full. He said hoarsely, "Don't we, lowly people, even have the qualifications to stand before you?"

White mist rose from his body, the sweat of the spring was evaporated in an instant by the high temperature, the cells breathed freely like spring buds breaking through rocks, and unparalleled power surged in his body.

The face, which was almost covered by black scales, was extremely hideous and distorted, and even the teeth in the mouth began to show signs of sharpening.

"Forbidden Road!" Sensing the forbidden power stolen from Wan Hong, Lu Wu rubbed his sharp teeth together and let out a deafening roar, "How dare you..."

Bang! !

Before he could attack Wan Hong, Qi Xiuyuan swung his sword again, causing anger to appear in Lu Wu's eyes.

"Look at me." Qi Xiuyuan smiled slightly, "The main film has just begun."

Click.

Wan Hong reached out and grabbed the sharp bone that burst out from his waist and broke it violently. In severe pain, he pulled out the broken bone inch by inch.

"For years, I have devoted all my energy to refining my bloodline, just to gain the power to swing my sword at you!"

As he spoke, Wan Hong grasped the sharp bone in his hand, his eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent. He said hoarsely, "I chopped it off for my sister and my brother!"

Lu Wu finally smelled a familiar scent on him, which was the murderous heart that would stop at nothing to deprive the enemy of life and gnaw it with teeth and claws until death was stuffed into the opponent's throat and penetrated all the way into the stomach.

The secret art of bloodline refining.

Wan Hong is approaching the limit of the refinement of his mystical bloodline. Once he crosses that line, what awaits him is the counterattack and backlash of the dragon clan's killing will, and he will instantly lose control and turn into Deadpool.

But at this moment, thanks to his deal with the devil, he has the qualifications to wield the sword against Lu Wu.

Instantaneous, eighth level, 256x speed amplification.

Dragon blood flowed all over his body. The bone in Wan Hong's hand pierced out, and a cavity was shaken out in the rain curtain, like the water line fired by a bullet, piercing straight towards Lu Wu, no less violent than a dragon!
Qi Xiuyuan swung his sword in front, and Wan Hong stabbed with all his strength behind.

A hint of shock and anger finally appeared in Lu Wu's brutal and captivating golden eyes.

(End of this chapter)