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

Herzog has always been an atheist. He doesn't believe in God and is not afraid of ghosts, but being stared at by such a group of monsters, he couldn't help but feel scared... He was not afraid of the power of the dragon-shaped Deadpool nor the abnormal recovery ability of these monsters, but those pale faces like the dead facing Herzog, as if the people he had killed with his own hands turned into evil spirits to seek revenge on him.

Herzog's mind flashed through all the people he had killed in his long life. Those pale, desperate faces were densely packed, passing before his eyes like layers of ghosts. Herzog felt an unprecedented palpitation, and this supernatural fear made him want to destroy everything.

The resurrected Deadpools swarmed towards Herzog. Herzog stared at those ghost-like creatures. The golden light in his pupils danced like flames. A scorching field was generated around his body, showing a deep dark red. The temperature in the field rose rapidly at an incredible speed. In a short time, it exceeded the limit temperature of the normal "Junyan". The rising speed still did not slow down. The atmosphere around Herzog's body was burned and distorted.

Herzog began to chant for the first time, which was very unusual. As the White King, Herzog already had absolute control over the elements, but he still needed to chant to release this word spirit, which meant that the total amount of elements gathered by this word spirit must be unimaginably huge.

The group of Deadpools pressed towards Herzog like a black cloud. At the front were the young researcher from the Ghost Research Group and the old gang leader who had been killed by Herzog twice. When they fell in front of Herzog, a trace of viciousness flashed in Herzog's pupils. At the same time, Herzog also ended his chanting, and the unprecedented powerful power of the Word Spirit burst out like a flood.

All the fire elements in the air were ignited, and even the fire elements in the atmosphere within a radius of several kilometers or even more than ten kilometers gathered around Herzog's body. It achieved this level in a short period of chanting. This is simply the ultimate skill of controlling the fire elements. The total amount of hot and violent fire elements is astonishingly huge, but in Herzog's control, they are like a master playing with an exquisite lighter, but what spews out of the mouth of this lighter is not a flame, but a ferocious fire dragon.

The purest fire violence in the world can burn down a medium-sized city in an instant, or easily dry up a lake. When fully released, it can even awaken the magma deep in the earth and cause the crust to crack.

This terrifying word spirit is named after an extremely powerful beast in the ancient Chinese mythology "Classic of Mountains and Seas". It is said that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, one of which was born in the shape of a scorching fireball like the sun. The "Zhulong" is also known as the incarnation of the sun. The once great alchemist Nicolas Flamel learned about this mythical creature from some ancient books from the East. This is the ultimate power that all alchemists have pursued throughout their lives. According to legend, the "Zhulong" released with all its strength can even burn down the entire world!

"Zhulong" is the superior word spirit of "Junyan", but its power far exceeds that of "Junyan", more than ten or a hundred times. What Herzog released at this moment is certainly not the complete form of the legendary world-destroying word spirit. This is the ultimate ability of the King of Bronze and Fire. Regardless of whether Herzog is qualified to use this world-destroying word spirit, the release of "Zhulong" requires an extremely long period of meditation and chanting, even the Dragon King is no exception.

But even if Herzog released only a miniature "Candle Dragon", its power was far greater than that of "Lord Flame". The crimson fire dragon carried a hot and violent breath that covered the group of Deadpools rushing towards Herzog.

The researchers of the Ghost Research Group and the gang leader were the first to bear the brunt of the attack. The sun-like flames enveloped hundreds of dark shadows. Unlike the situation where Chu Zihang killed the snake-like Deadpools with the "Jun Yan" in the Genji Heavy Industries Building, this time there was no crackling sound of flames attached to the Deadpools' flesh and bones, nor was there the Deadpools' heart-wrenching wail when they were burned to death. These almost immortal creatures died silently and dissipated in the flames, and one after another the black shadows became faint and illusory at a rapid speed until they dissipated.

Hundreds of dragon-shaped Deadpools disappeared without a trace under the extremely powerful and terrifying words. The area where the flames passed seemed to have burned through the entire space. The fire dragon fell all the way to the sea surface and even burned a huge black hole in the center of the sea.

A huge amount of sea water evaporated, and wisps of mist rolled above the sea. The movement here would undoubtedly attract the attention of Tokyo. People looking at the sea from far away in Tokyo would see a radiant fire dragon crashing into the sea from the clouds, just like the sun falling into the sea. The dazzling light made it impossible to open one's eyes for a while, and the misty white fog emitted by the evaporation of sea water could be vaguely seen from a distance of dozens of kilometers.

A ball of charred black mist spit out of Herzog's mouth. Releasing the "Candle Dragon" in such a hasty manner was too much of a burden on it. This was when the world-destroying-level Word Spirit was incomplete, but the power was already far beyond all high-risk-level Word Spirits… It was hard to imagine what a magnificent scene it would be when a truly complete "Candle Dragon" was released. It was said that the destruction of the ancient oriental city of Baidi a thousand years ago was because the King of Bronze and Fire released a complete "Candle Dragon".

Although Herzog consumed a lot of energy due to the Word Spirit, he did not regret it and even felt relieved because those undead creatures were finally killed by him, along with the mistakes he made as a human and the nightmares he left behind. This was the power bestowed upon him by the White King's bloodline. Herzog once again felt that his outlook on life was so correct. Only by squeezing out the value of everyone could he become the very end of the food chain. It did not matter if he stepped on the corpses of everyone to reach the top. In the face of absolute power, those evil spirits who still refused to give up and crawled out of hell would only be sent back to hell by him.

After a short rest, Herzog looked at Lu Mingfei in the distance. All the Deadpools summoned by Lu Mingfei were burned to ashes, leaving only two Deadpools in the shape of a deer and a wolf on the left and right, supporting Lu Mingfei's body and hanging in the sky.

Herzog snapped his fingers unexpectedly, and flames appeared out of thin air and wrapped around the two Deadpools. The fire elements gathered around them had not yet dissipated, and now that the fire elements were at their peak, the dense flames quickly burned the bodies of the two Deadpools. The speed at which the black silk threads repaired their bodies could not keep up with the burning speed. In a moment, the two Deadpools turned into black dust and floated towards the sea.

Unexpectedly, Lu Mingfei did not fall into the sea. It turned out that he was not relying on the two Deadpools to stay in the air. He had already regained the ability to float.

Herzog's gaze fell on Lu Mingfei's left chest... That was the place that had just been pierced by Ame no Murakami. Herzog clearly remembered that a minute ago there should have been a dark hole there, but now it was intact, with the complete chest muscles wrapped under hard scales, as if the piercing of Lu Mingfei's chest and heart just now was just a fantasy of Herzog.

"What's in there isn't a heart anymore, is it?" From a distance of several hundred meters, Herzog pointed at Lu Mingfei's left chest.

"Maybe." Lu Mingfei pressed his palm on his chest, "It seems that I really can't hear the heartbeat here."

"I've never seen a monster like you." This time, Herzog's tone revealed undisguised fear.

"At first, I didn't understand what kind of monster I had become, but now I finally understand." Lu Mingfei said, "My time is almost up. This is the final decisive battle."

"Do you have a premonition of your own death?" Herzog smiled frivolously, but his serious eyes showed no disdain for Lu Mingfei. "Nothing is truly immortal. Even if you are a monster, didn't you see how I killed those deadpools?"

"You should understand that the power of the Word Spirit has almost no effect on either of us." Lu Mingfei said calmly, "And I won't give you another chance to release the Word Spirit."

"You're wrong. You're the one who has no chance. The power of the Word Spirit has no effect on either of us. That's fair." Herzog paused. "But you forgot, you lack something compared to me."

As he spoke, Herzog twisted his long tail, and Ama Murakami was spit out from the end of the tail. The bone knife, which had been severely damaged just now, was now as smooth as new.

Herzog gently waved Ame no Murakumo, cutting through the clouds and the sea beneath his feet.

Chapter 725: Using Bones as Blades, Fighting with Life

It is hard to imagine that this bone blade has such ability that it can repair itself after being put back into the body for a period of time. It should be said that Ame Murakumo is worthy of being a sacred artifact in ancient Japanese legends. If it was easily damaged, how could it have such a lofty status among the famous swords in ancient mythology?

The clouds and the sea under Herzog and Lu Mingfei's feet were split into long and narrow gaps, which were cut by Herzog's Ame no Murakumo. This knife seemed to open up the space and atmosphere, and the clouds and the sea were cut apart and rolled up towering waves to both sides, like a torn wound on the body of a giant, which could not be healed for a long time.

This sword was full of deterrence. The combination of Ama Murakami and Herzog's power was extremely perfect, because they were born from the same body. This was what Herzog said, in addition to his physical strength and spiritual power that were comparable to Lu Mingfei's, what Lu Mingfei lacked... a handy magic weapon. Holding Ama Murakami, Herzog's close combat ability could undoubtedly crush enemies of the same level.

"You know, Doctor, this is the most ridiculous thing about you," Lu Mingfei said flatly. "Every time you suddenly gain a surge of power, you become inflated. Whether it was when your super-soldier experiments in Black Swan Harbor made progress, or now that you have the White King's bloodline, you always think you see through everyone. You hide your cards so well, so when you pull them out, they're a sure kill for everyone else... That's why I say your thinking is ridiculous."

Herzog was stunned, and his brows gradually furrowed. He didn't know whether he couldn't understand Lu Mingfei's words, or he couldn't imagine what Lu Mingfei was going to say next.

"You always think you're at the top of the world, with a clear view of everyone. You believe others can never figure out your true colors, while you can always see through them... Isn't that ridiculous?" Lu Mingfei said to Herzog, "We had a chance to kill you back when Old Tang and Xia Mi were dealing with you, but I didn't want to resort to external forces. That's why I gave up on cooperating with the Gattuso family and didn't let them use space-based kinetic weapons to hit you on the head... Because I'd only be satisfied if I killed you with my own hands. That way, you'd die in the most despair."

Herzog's frown deepened, because he was indeed unfamiliar with some of the words in Lu Mingfei's words. Herzog knew the Gattuso family, the powerful mixed-blood family that started out as a gang in Europe. Herzog had come into contact with people from the Gattuso family when he was young, but he never liked dealing with that arrogant and domineering family... But what are space-based kinetic weapons?

Herzog had heard of this name. The former Soviet Union had done research in this area. It was said that some heavy metal was launched into low-Earth orbit via a satellite. When the satellite was patrolling the earth along the low-Earth orbit, the metal on the satellite would be dropped at a certain moment. Under the action of gravity, the metal would be given huge kinetic energy, which would cause almost devastating damage, just like the scepter thrown by God from a high altitude, so it was also called the "Rod of God."

However, after several years, this research was finally stopped by the top leaders of the Soviet government because the research funds invested were too huge, but the accuracy of the weapon could not be guaranteed. Perhaps the target was South Korea, but it was finally dropped on Japan, and half of the people in Japan would suffer, because the power of this thing was too great, no less than a small meteorite, and once it fell to the ground, it would easily destroy several cities. Therefore, this research was early on thrown into the bottom of the Soviet Union's important research and development projects.

This is all Herzog knows about space-based kinetic weapons. Space-based weapons are not his main focus, and an abandoned plan is not worth Herzog's precious time to explore... But from what Lu Mingfei said, it seems that the Gattuso family has secretly completed this research?

How is this possible! How can they solve the problem of weapons not being able to effectively lock onto each other and achieve precise strikes? There are too many factors that affect this!

Reason told Herzog that this situation was impossible, too false. This must be Lu Mingfei's way of threatening him. It had to be! This cunning fellow wanted to use this statement to shake his will to win. Making up stories out of nothing and bluffing were common tactics in battle, and Herzog had used many similar tricks.

Just don't believe this kind of lie, just don't believe this kind of trick. Even if there really is such a thing as space-based kinetic weapon, it can avoid it in time before it hits it with the super sensing ability given to it by the White King... Herzog repeatedly reminded himself in his heart, but he always felt a chill on his back, an inexplicable chill rushed straight to the top of his head. Herzog's sight couldn't help but glance at the starry sky outside the sky, as if there was really something hanging in the space above his head, and it would suddenly fall down and hit his body hard when he was not paying attention.

"Don't be afraid, Doctor. There's no need to keep glancing up. Your worries are unnecessary." Lu Mingfei's voice woke Herzog from his vague fear. "I said I would kill you with my own hands. I meant piercing your throat with my sword. I told you I didn't cooperate with the Gattuso family. Killing you with that kind of thing was not my original intention. Guys like you can only be sent to hell by my own hands."

Lu Mingfei's words were nothing short of arrogant, but this time Herzog did not rush to refute him. Of course, he was angry because of Lu Mingfei's words, but assuming that space-based kinetic weapons really existed, Lu Mingfei already had the means to kill it, but Lu Mingfei did not choose such means, and he was not stupid enough to seek death from Herzog, so he must have other things to rely on.

Herzog had never been so passive in his life towards this treacherous and unpredictable young man. The tension that Lu Mingfei brought to him was unprecedented. The other party seemed to know him too well. Sometimes just a few words could stir up deep suspicion in Herzog's heart... From Zero and Fingel who were driving mechas, to Old Tang and Xia Mi who were Dragon Kings, to Lu Mingfei himself, Herzog had always been targeted by the other party's plans. It was clear that he had become the king, but except for the two pilots from the Kisarazu base in the end, he failed to kill anyone, but became scarred.

At this moment, Herzog had to admit that this young man named Lu Mingfei had completely replaced Bondarev and became the most difficult enemy in his life.

Having been in contact with Lu Mingfei for such a long time, Herzog believed that he had some understanding of the young man's behavioral logic. Since he couldn't guess the other party's cards, he might as well ask directly.

"How do you plan to kill me?" Herzog looked at Lu Mingfei warily, and at the same time, he was wary of all directions. "Do you have other helpers? In addition to the King of Bronze and Fire and the King of Earth and Mountain, there are other Dragon King? Or can you still summon things similar to those Deadpools just now?"

"Doctor, are you so old that you can't even remember what I just said?" Lu Mingfei looked at Herzog. "I said this is the final battle, and I will kill you with my own hands. That means there will be no one else, no other things, just you and me."

"Just you and me? There will be no other people or things to help you?" Herzog asked cautiously.

"Yes." Lu Mingfei said.

"Perhaps space-based kinetic weapons will be dropped while we're fighting," Herzog said, still in disbelief. "Or perhaps a nuclear bomb, or some other undisclosed weapon. Since the Gattuso family can develop space-based kinetic weapons, I doubt your Kassel Academy EVA files contain records of some world-destroying weapons."

"Maybe, but what does that have to do with me?" Lu Mingfei said calmly, "Nothing will interfere with our battlefield anymore. I know you're cautious, Doctor, but we can use a little less nonsense in our communication."

"Let's have a one-on-one duel?" Herzog asked his final question.

"One-on-one duel." Lu Mingfei said.

Herzog stared into Lu Mingfei's eyes, as if to confirm the truthfulness and credibility of his words... Suddenly Herzog burst into wild laughter.

"I was wondering what you were going to say. I thought you were going to summon something incredible. I didn't expect you to actually talk about a one-on-one duel." Herzog's smile suddenly faded, his expression turning contemptuous. "You have indeed become a being as great as me, or even something more rare than me, but we are still fundamentally different."

"I am complete, but you are not. You almost fooled me again. If you really had the ability to kill me, you wouldn't have delayed until now. You have fought with me for so long. Don't you understand that there is a gap between us? Since I can pierce you once, I can pierce you a second time, a third time..." Herzog pointed the tip of Ama Murakami at Lu Mingfei's eyebrows. "Last time it was your heart, this time it's your head. Until I pierce a hundred holes in your body, I will always find a way to suppress you."

"Doctor, you still don't understand. There is indeed a decisive gap between us, but this gap is not strength, weapons, or bloodline." Lu Mingfei shook his head gently. "You are an ambitious person, and I am an avenger. Ambition is cautious, while avenger is reckless. You have the complete body and bloodline of a king, but you are still afraid and shrink back, because you have a cowardly human heart in your chest, and I have no heart in my chest... Ask yourself, if someone is willing to give up even his heart, what else can he not give up!"

As he spoke, Lu Mingfei folded his wings on both sides. Herzog was startled by Lu Mingfei's sudden action. He retreated cautiously, staring at Lu Mingfei's wings, trying to judge Lu Mingfei's next move... But Herzog guessed wrong, Lu Mingfei did not move, he made an unexpected move.

Lu Mingfei grabbed the tips of his wings with his hands. Those were two sharp bone spurs that supported the membrane flesh of his wings. But under Herzog's gaze, Lu Mingfei actually pulled out the two pieces of bones. There was no dripping blood and no nauseating flesh. The unsupported wing tips of Lu Mingfei turned into black silk threads floating in the air, just like the black silk threads repairing his chest cavity. It seemed that Lu Mingfei had turned into a monster without real flesh and blood from the inside out.

The black threads wrapped around the bone spurs in Lu Mingfei's hand, sparks flowed along the edges of the bone spurs, and the tiny bone spurs at both ends widened and lengthened at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally presenting a simple yet sharp shape.

"Budu Yuhun? Tianyu Yuzhan?" Herzog stared at the double blades in Lu Mingfei's hands in horror, "You actually have a divine weapon in your body?"

Herzog is a senior collector. During his time as Tachibana Masamune, he was passionate about collecting famous swords and forged swords. This hobby was not fake. Whether in Genji Heavy Industries or in his own secret base, Herzog owns several sword museums and has collected nearly a thousand famous swords.

So Herzog could tell at a glance that the two blades in Lu Mingfei's hands looked like the famous artifacts in ancient Japanese mythology, Butsu-mimikado and Ame-no-Habakiri... Both of them were famous swords that were said to be no less powerful than Ame-no-Musukune.

For humans, the sword-making process that requires tens of thousands of repetitions, ranging from days to years, was completed in Lu Mingfei's hands in just a few seconds, tempering his own bones into a peerless sword. ...Such a weird alchemy Herzog had never heard of.

This shocked Herzog. He had not expected that there was such a thing hidden in Lu Mingfei's body. Wouldn't his advantage of holding Ame no longer exist?

"No, it's just an ordinary skeleton." Lu Mingfei clutched the imitation of the divine sword in his hand, "But that's enough. As you can see, this is all I can do. Raise your Tian Cong Yun, and In the world of dragons, the war between kings is always bloody!"

Lu Mingfei rushed out with a gust of wind, and Herzog no longer dodged and waved the Ame no Murakumo in his hand.

A dazzling cloud flashed across the sky, and a thunderous roar resounded through the horizon, piercing the heavy dark clouds. Lightning flashed in the gaps between the clouds at a frequency that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, as if a dragon covered in light was wandering in the dark clouds, spewing lightning from its mouth.

In the past thousand years, such a brilliant and great war has never broken out in this world. The decisive battle between kings is taking place fiercely in the sky with no one watching.

Just as Lu Mingfei said, every collision between him and Herzog would stir up violent elemental turbulence. The elements of this airspace were completely disordered, with flames, ice and lightning entangled with each other. The invisible blades formed by ultra-high pressure and ultra-low pressure air cut through the clouds and the atmosphere, as well as the two sides in the decisive battle. Dense black silk threads floated on Lu Mingfei's body, and scales peeled off Herzog's body, with blood splattering everywhere.

In a fight to the death, all is at stake, great kings will resort to any means necessary.

Chapter 726 Limit

The clouds were dispersed by the violent collision and quickly filled with water vapor gathering from all directions.

Some clouds were shining with flames, some were sweeping with torrential rain, and some were spewing lightning. Every time Lu Mingfei and Herzog collided, it would stir up a flow of ultra-high-energy particles. The sound of countless particles that were invisible to the naked eye colliding violently and superimposed on each other was like a series of thunderstorms, deafening to the ears.

This feeling was also extremely uncomfortable for both warring parties. Nano-level fine particles penetrated into the brains of Lu Mingfei and Herzog, interfering with their nervous systems. All kinds of terrible fantasies emerged in their minds, and the whole world changed. Sometimes it was the Black Swan Harbor with a red moon in the sky, sometimes the sky with a red moon hanging in it, sometimes the Black Sea filled with fog, and sometimes the hideous mountain of corpses with black dragon bones entwined, just like the deepest part of hell... These fantasies appeared and disappeared in an instant. People with weak willpower might go crazy after being tortured like this for a few minutes.

Lu Mingfei and Herzog are not ordinary people. They have both become the supreme of the dragon clan, but this is only in terms of bloodline, flesh and control over elements. Becoming a king or not cannot change a person's willpower. This is why Lu Mingfei said that even if Herzog inherited everything from the White King, he is still different from the real Dragon King. He has a cowardly human heart hidden in his dragon body and noble bloodline.

Not only in the clouds, the battlefield between Lu Mingfei and Herzog extended from the sky to the bottom of the sea, and then to the surface of the sea. Their speed was too fast, like a streak of lightning, impossible to catch with the naked eye. In a split second, they had collided with each other hundreds or thousands of times. Their figures passed parallel to the surface of the sea, and huge waves rolled up behind them. The waves over a hundred meters high did not surge to the highest point until a few seconds after they left. This was enough to prove how huge the kinetic energy generated by their movement and collision was. If such a force hit a mountain, the entire mountain would probably collapse.

Finally, the battlefield where Lu Mingfei and Herzog fought returned from the sea to the sky. Their figures broke through the thick dark clouds and soared from the clouds to an altitude of more than 10,000 meters. The figures of both sides dragged dazzling light and shadow. They collided like two meteors in the sky in the middle of the night, and then quickly bounced off.

Ten thousand meters above the sky where the oxygen was thin and the temperature was cold, Lu Mingfei and Herzog breathed rapidly. They faced each other from a distance, and spewed out hot white mist like steam from their noses and mouths.

The temperature in the bodies of the two men...or rather, the two dragons, rose rapidly after the fierce battle. Their internal organs and respiratory tract seemed to be wrapped in flames, and their body temperature was like burning coal.

This was the result of a violent collision. In just a few minutes, Lu Mingfei and Herzog had fought countless times. Almost half of the scales on Herzog's body were scraped off. The flesh under his scales was a bloody mess, and scarlet dragon blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. He looked extremely embarrassed, with a strange light flashing in his pair of golden eyes... But Lu Mingfei was also in pain, and even looked more miserable than Herzog.

Lu Mingfei didn't bleed, nor did he have bloody wounds like Herzog's, but his body and even his face were covered with scars. Those scars were mottled and hideous, and black threads deep in the wounds were peeling and dispersing in a disorderly manner. Lu Mingze was very reliable, and the ability gained from exchanging two quarters of his life was really powerful. Lu Mingfei's flesh and blood had been completely replaced by black filaments, as if he had really turned into an immortal monster... But if you look closely, you can find that the speed at which these black filaments aggregate is getting slower and slower. It is not difficult to imagine that Lu Mingfei's almost immortal recovery ability has its limits and is slowly weakening.

Perhaps if he endured a few hundred or even dozens of serious injuries, Lu Mingfei would completely lose this monstrous self-healing ability, but there was no fear in his eyes, instead there was excitement... to be precise, it should be madness. Lu Mingfei became more and more courageous, and in the battle he finally completely mastered this half-human, half-dragon body. This feeling was like going back to the time when he first came into contact with kendo at Shilan Middle School.

Five years ago, Lu Mingfei was determined to improve himself. When he first stepped into the kendo hall called Musashi in the Children's Palace, he and Chu Zihang were not familiar with each other. At that time, Lu Mingfei would always stay alone in the corner of the dojo, swinging his sword silently. Several seniors who had just been promoted in the kendo hall set their sights on this unlucky-looking young man.

Bullying is a common occurrence in every kendo hall. Kendo masters forcefully invite Lu Mingfei to play kendo with them in the name of training newcomers. Although the swords made of bamboo swords will not beat Lu Mingfei all over his body, he always ends up exhausted and in a mess.

One evening, the senior kendo practitioners changed their clothes and walked out of the kendo hall, wiping the sweat from their necks with white towels and laughing. They talked to each other about how today was another day of rapid improvement in swordsmanship. But as soon as they walked out of the door of the kendo hall, they began to unscrupulously laugh at the loser in the kendo hall who had no talent in kendo and only wanted to be abused but still insisted on coming every day. He was really stupid, but it was quite nice to have someone as a human punching bag... This scene happened to be seen by Chu Zihang, who had just finished a saxophone performance and rushed to the kendo hall for training.

Chu Zihang didn't say much. He looked at the boy lying on his back in the corner of the kendo hall. The setting sun shone on the boy's face through the white window paper. The boy's expression could not be seen clearly in the mottled light and shadow. Chu Zihang bought a bottle of water for the boy and placed it beside him silently... This was the limit of what Chu Zihang could do. At that time, he and Lu Mingfei were not familiar with each other. They were just classmates who knew each other. Their communication was quite limited and they had very little contact. Chu Zihang never meddled in the affairs of unfamiliar people. Buying a bottle of water for the other party was already an unprecedented kindness on his part.

Just when Chu Zihang was about to leave to practice sword alone, the boy suddenly called him. Chu Zihang frowned slightly, and hesitation arose in his heart. Chu Zihang guessed that the boy called him to ask him to help teach a lesson to those sword masters who bullied him, but Chu Zihang had not thought about whether he should help the other party... But to Chu Zihang's surprise, the boy called him not to ask him to help teach the bullies a lesson, but to ask him to accompany him to practice sword.

Chu Zihang looked at the exhausted Lu Mingfei. The boy told Chu Zihang with a very serious expression that he would become stronger as long as he was given the opportunity to swing the sword. However, his basic skills were too weak. In front of the swordsmen with certain levels, he had no chance to swing the sword and could only be beaten. So he asked Chu Zihang to spare some time to train with him, and Chu Zihang agreed.

In one week, just one week, Lu Mingfei defeated all the kendo seniors who had bullied him. Chu Zihang, his sparring partner, was the one who could feel Lu Mingfei's rapid progress most directly. It seemed that the boy had some reason to become stronger, just like him... Just like Lu Mingfei said, as long as he was given the opportunity to swing the sword, every sword he swung would be stronger than the previous one. Some people are like this, maybe they will be useless all their lives, but once they ignite the fire in their hearts for some important reasons, this fire will never go out and will burn more and more fiercely.

At this moment, the fire in Lu Mingfei's heart was burning fiercely.

The Butsu Yuhun and Ame no Yuzan in Lu Mingfei's hands were almost broken and damaged, while the Ame no Murakumo in Herzog's hand was still as sharp as ever. There was nothing he could do about it. Just as Herzog said, Lu Mingfei's bloodline was flawed. The two legendary swords were just imitations made using his bones and Lu Mingze's abilities, while the Ame no Murakumo in Herzog's hand was a genuine artifact given by the White King's bloodline. There was a world of difference between the two in hardness and rigidity.

Herzog casually waved the Ame Murakami in his hand, and the pure white bone blade sparkled with colorful light under the starlight. Herzog's action meant to show off the sharpness of Ame Murakami to Lu Mingfei. On the other hand, Lu Mingfei had two bone knives in his hands, one with holes in it, and the other with only one-third left. In Herzog's perspective, the winner of this unprecedented battle seemed to have been declared in advance.

Lu Mingfei casually threw the replicas of Butsugu and Ame-no-Habakiri from ten thousand meters high to the sea below. He looked at the complacent Herzog, and Lu Mingfei's next move made Herzog's arrogant expression stunned on the spot... Lu Mingfei tore open his abdomen with his sharp claws, and in the drifting black silk thread, he pulled out two ribs from his abdomen. The gilded flames passed over the bones wrapped in the black silk thread, and the two ribs turned into the famous swords in ancient Japanese mythology, Butsugu and Ame-no-Habakiri in an instant.

Of course, it was also a replica of the Budo Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzhan, but this time, Herzog's expression became heavy and ugly. He cursed this guy in his heart, calling him a complete lunatic. Maybe Lu Mingfei had gained the uncanny ability to heal any injury, but that didn't mean he was immune to pain. Lu Mingfei's recovery ability was strong enough, but his sense of pain was not lost... What normal person would tear open their own abdomen with an expressionless face and pull out their own ribs to use as weapons without hesitation? Even the most extreme masochist in the world wouldn't be so perverted!

Moreover, Herzog had already realized that Lu Mingfei's abnormal physique and recovery ability had limits. Lu Mingfei himself must have known this better than him, but he still decisively tore his body apart and broke his bones. In essence, what was the difference between his actions and chronic suicide?

Herzog was still in shock, but Lu Mingfei still pounced on him. He pounced with such force that it seemed as if he was carrying wind and thunder. Herzog put aside all distractions and quickly raised Ame no Murakami to resist.

Butu Yuhun and Tian Yuyue Zhan slashed down from Herzog's shoulders. This was the Kasaya Slash, the Kasaya Slash in double-sword form. Lu Mingfei used the human swordsmanship he had learned in the kendo hall in the posture of a dragon. This move crossed the boundaries and barriers of biological creatures, as if it was splitting directly between mountains and seas. The power and momentum were more magnificent than the moves of any sword saint and sword master in the world.

Herzog used Ame Murakami to take this move. It was also an ultimate creature far superior to humans. Herzog's physical strength was on par with Lu Mingfei, and its weapons were far superior to Lu Mingfei's. What's more, Kasaya Slash was the most common and basic move in Japanese kendo. Herzog, who had lived in Japan for twenty-one years, was of course quite familiar with this move. So no matter how fierce Lu Mingfei's move was, it did not pose a fatal threat to Herzog.

The crisp sound of collision, accompanied by the effect of sonic boom, exploded ten thousand meters in the sky, just like the God of Thunder and the Goddess of Lightning struck a heavy hammer above the sky. This collision was too intense. After just one confrontation, the Tianyu Yuzhan in Lu Mingfei's hand was broken, and a deep gap appeared on the blade of Budu Yuhun. Herzog was about to sneer, but his smile froze on his face before he could say anything.

Lu Mingfei casually threw the broken Tianyu Yuzhan down, and the broken blade turned back into bones and fell towards the black sea of ​​clouds below. Lu Mingfei's next move was without hesitation. He tore his abdomen again, and the pulled out bones were transformed into a brand new Tianyu Yuzhan in his hands by the strange alchemy.

This scene made Herzog's eyelids twitch. Combined with the fact that Lu Mingfei voluntarily acted as a "container" and had all his blood drained from him, Herzog couldn't help but think that this guy might really be a psychopath who gets pleasure from self-abuse.

Thirteen consecutive slashes, slashing at the same position of the enemy's weapon thirteen times in a row at an almost invisible speed. The cumulative force will shatter the enemy's weapon in an instant. This was the swordsmanship that Chu Zihang used to deal with Caesar, and now it was perfectly replicated by Lu Mingfei.

Chu Zihang's thirteen consecutive slashes were already fast enough, but at this moment Lu Mingfei held the knife in both hands, and his slashes were hundreds or thousands of times faster than Chu Zihang's. The dense knife light fell on Herzog's head like a torrential rain.

Lu Mingfei's speed was indeed at the limit, but Herzog could also capture it through his perception. Ame Murakumo was like a curtain erected above Herzog's head, perfectly defending against Lu Mingfei's sword rain...Budu Yuhun and Ame Yuzan intersected with Ame Murakumo hundreds of times per second. Countless gaps were broken on the edges of the two imitation swords, but Ame Murakumo was still as perfect as new. It seemed that Lu Mingfei's swift attack was fruitless, but Herzog was actually complaining in his heart.

Ama-no-Murakumo was hard enough not to break, which meant that all of Lu Mingfei's strength was exerted on Herzog. At first, Herzog only felt that Lu Mingfei's strength was extremely great, which made his arms numb. After thousands of blows, Herzog's knuckles were cracked, his wrists lost consciousness, and his arms were in great pain as if they were dislocated.

Lu Mingfei was also in a very bad condition. Just looking at his arms, you could tell that the surface of his arms was covered with dense black threads. This meant that if this were flesh and blood, Lu Mingfei's hands would have been torn to pieces long ago.

Chapter 727 The winner must be a madman

What was even more tragic was the double swords in Lu Mingfei's hands. Budu Yuhun and Tian Yuyu Zhan broke again. Lu Mingfei used the Thirteen Combos to fight against Herzog. Tian Muyun was extremely tough, and it was his own weapon that couldn't hold on first.

But this time, when Herzog saw the two shattered swords in Lu Mingfei's hands, his expression was no longer arrogant or relaxed, because Herzog noticed Lu Mingfei's eyes... It was the look of a madman, without any retreat or hesitation. There was a raging fire burning in Lu Mingfei's eyes, and that fire seemed to want to burn all the enemies in his sight, and it didn't matter if it burned himself to death!

This guy has gone completely mad. Perhaps he's been a madman from the beginning. Thinking back on everything this young man named Lu Mingfei has done, not a single thing a normal person would do... No one wants to fight a madman. Madmen are foolish people who don't take their lives seriously. But your own life is so precious. How can a noble king fight a madman who is willing to sacrifice his life? Herzog felt a faint desire to retreat.

"Doctor, you're scared." Lu Mingfei suddenly smiled. The smile he gave Herzog was neither frivolous nor sarcastic. He simply stated Herzog's innermost thoughts. "Are you planning to escape?"

Herzog gritted his teeth, his claws subconsciously gripping Ame Murakumo. He knew that if he suddenly pounced, he might be able to suppress Lu Mingfei. Butu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzhan had been broken in the fight between Lu Mingfei and him. In order to create a new alchemical weapon, he needed a gap. Herzog could completely not give Lu Mingfei this gap. He had a huge advantage in fighting against the enemy holding a broken knife.

But Herzog hesitated and did not move forward, because his belief in his victory had begun to waver. Herzog felt that if he rashly attacked Lu Mingfei, he might not win 100%. God knew what unexpected things that madman would do. A madman was the kind of guy who would not care about his life or death, and no one would want to fight a madman.

Herzog told himself this in his heart, perhaps he himself did not realize that this was just an excuse for his cowardice.