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No matter how Wang Jiang or the person who created Wang Jiang did it, Lu Mingfei very much suspected that this monster possessed more than one word spirit.
This is really incredible... He had only heard of such a special existence in legends, but had never seen it.
But now was not the time to be shocked, he spun around suddenly, swinging his Lustful Sword diagonally.
Reverse robe!
This is the most fierce and fierce left-slanting cut among Japanese swords and is difficult to defend against.
Someone with strong combat experience would not attack from the rear in this situation, so he would not do so if Lu Mingfei was fighting against an opponent like Chu Zihang or Caesar.
But no matter how sophisticated General Wang is, he is just a puppet. In essence, he is either a biological robot or a controlled beast. His fighting skills may be powerful, but his combat experience cannot compare with that of a ruthless man like Lu Mingfei who has been tempered through life and death.
Sparks flew densely from the lustful and cold blade.
There was a momentary gap between the rolling snow dust and the falling blizzard, and Lu Mingfei saw the pale white mask right behind him.
The king's kimono was cut open, revealing the skin underneath, which was covered with iron-blue scales, as hard as cold-forged steel.
But it was not these scales that resisted the blade of lust, but another brilliant ancient alchemical sword.
After the attack, Lu Mingfei immediately stopped and turned around to cut horizontally, and General Wang immediately raised his sword to resist.
High judgment.
It would be difficult for Lu Mingfei to find an opponent among the hybrids now. He still had some strength to spare, but General Wang stumbled backwards. The edge of the long sword had a shark-tooth-like gap after just two blows.
"I really want to see what's hidden under that mask of yours." Lu Mingfei swung his sword with a cold knife, and the flying snow dust immediately fell down like the floating dust in a weightless spaceship due to the centripetal force when his golden eyes swept across the space.
The realm of wind was breaking apart layer by layer.
“Yin Liu? Or the Eye of the Wind King? Besides, you have another word spirit that can hide your physiological functions. I guess it’s winter, or... a ghost?” Lu Mingfei put the knife under his armpit and crouched slightly, with all his strength on his wrist and calf holding the knife.
The terrifying noble mask cracked along the bright red corners of its mouth, revealing sharp fangs beneath the huge crack.
A violent blizzard swept through, making the hem of Lu Mingfei's coat and Wang Jiang's kimono rustle.
The so-called King General is indeed just a stronger Deadpool. Only the most severely deformed humanoid Deadpool can have such a cleft mouth, right?
Chapter 362: Evil Ghost and Evil Ghost
Lu Mingfei found out this guy's background in the first confrontation with General Wang.
When fighting with the sword, the power transmitted back by Lust's blade was like a rhinoceros wrestling with him. The blade of the ancient alchemical sword was as fast as a phantom in the thick snow dust. The whistling sound of the blade cutting through the air had passed Lu Mingfei before it could even reach Lu Mingfei's ears.
It was a monster that was infinitely close to a pure-blooded dragon. It was difficult to judge the king's strength based on his bloodline.
In short, it is strong, very strong, terrifyingly strong.
At least before accepting the Nibelungen Plan, it was difficult for either Caesar or Chu Zihang to pose a threat to him in terms of strength and speed.
If Lu Mingfei didn't have the little devil in the past, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to flee in panic like a loser when facing such an enemy, and would have been killed in the first encounter.
But now the offense and defense have changed. The king general who was once so difficult for Lu Mingfei to reach that he had to look up to him can no longer make him retreat even a single step.
Lu Mingfei was still crouching, and the lust that looked more like a naginata than a wakizashi was still pressed tightly under his armpit.
He treated his body as a scabbard, accumulating tremendous force in the tight arc of the blade.
The reason why Iai is fast and fierce is that when the slightly curved Japanese sword is pulled out of the scabbard and slashed up and down, the initial speed is fast enough and the force involved is also strong enough.
The ultimate meaning of drawing the sword and slashing is to kill everyone with one strike!
No matter whether the person standing in front of you is a human, a ghost, a monster or a dragon, just draw your sword.
Lu Mingfei is good at using two-handed swords, especially the short-arc sword. Although the evolved form of lust is powerful and can even cause irreparable wounds to dragons and dragon subspecies, when fighting against an expert who is as good at using swords as himself, any flaw is enough to develop into a lead to failure.
So when his first attack failed, Lu Mingfei immediately gave up the pursuit.
His swordsmanship came from Angers, but he had studied for too short a time and he himself was not a genius in swordsmanship. He just relied on his ruthlessness to keep up with the learning progress, so he did not have the time to learn many of the principal's skills.
But Angé really taught him everything he knew about the sword-drawing technique, which required countless practice and had little threshold for a half-blood.
"What an oddball. The multi-word spirit is being recited by one individual at the same time. Do you actually have two heads and two vocal cords?" Lu Mingfei raised his head slowly, and a majestic authority emanated from the man's crouching body like a domain.
His cheeks were covered with scaly scales that emerged from beneath the skin, opening and closing bloodily, and when they closed, scarlet blood-mist-like steam came out from the bottom.
The pair of golden eyes burning with flames silently spread out golden-red light, illuminating Lu Mingfei's dense metallic scales like a river of fire.
From this direction, the snow seemed to be endless. The whole world was a blizzard with snow clouds. It should have been painful when it hit the face, but at this moment it made a crisp sound.
The king general was originally wearing a dark white hakama with patterned feather woven on it. At this moment, along with the low chanting sound, he seemed to have disappeared from Lu Mingfei's sight.
It was indeed the Word Spirit. Ghost, a holy word ability that was very high on the sequence list but possessed by almost all assassins who left their names in history.
The user can put themselves in a state similar to optical invisibility, which cannot be detected unless you look closely.
Lu Mingfei used to know a person whose spirit was a ghost. Due to the popularity of thermal signal telescopes in modern times, the guy was eventually judged by the academy as not having the ability to join the executive department and was assigned the job of welcoming new students at the Chicago train station.
A ghostly shadow floated on the snow. Wang Jiang once again suppressed his breathing and heartbeat, silently circling around Lu Mingfei like a hyena before launching an attack.
Lu Mingfei stood still like a mountain. There were few things in this world that could be faster than drawing a sword and slashing. He could swing his sword and chop off the head wearing the mask of a nobleman the moment the king's general launched an attack.
The wind rushed past his ears, and everything around him seemed to slow down. Lu Mingfei sighed softly, and lust was trembling softly under his armpits, roaring like a dragon.
"Have you heard of Wang Yu?" The king's voice was ferocious and cold, and so hoarse as if he was chewing steel.
Lu Mingfei couldn't determine the monster's location by the sound. He was running too fast. The wind carried his body as he ran wildly on the snow without raising any snow dust. There was only a long ghostly shadow everywhere.
The invisible sharp blade kept cutting his body, and the wind even took the shape of a knife.
He was a Yin-Ryu user who was far more powerful than Sakura. Sakura could only use the airflow to support the blade to fly like a butterfly, but in General Wang's eyes, the ubiquitous airflow was the best knife.
Yinliu and ghost, two words that are not even considered high-risk in the sequence list, can turn Wang Jiang into murderous ghosts in his hands.
In just a moment, Lu Mingfei's coat was tattered, but the scales that pierced through his skin and emerged from his body completely blocked the cutting of the air blade.
"Do you want to say that you are a king?" Lu Mingfei whispered, his voice filled with sarcasm and ridicule, which was carried in all directions by the wind.
The so-called king's domain is exclusive to the first generation.
These dragon kings created by the Black King possessed spirits far stronger than ordinary dragons. Even without using the surging spiritual power of the Word Spirit, a small domain would naturally form around them. That was their spiritual flame, and ordinary Word Spirit power falling on that flame was like a moth to a flame.
Similar things include the "field" that is extended from the powerful mental force of dragon embryos when they are hatching. It can not only have a mental impact on humans and hybrids, but also isolate almost all electronic devices.
“No, no, but as descendants of God, our spirits are much stronger than those of ordinary hybrids. Under certain special conditions, our spirits are even strong enough to temporarily maintain the realm of the second Word Spirit.” General Wang actually explained this to Lu Mingfei.
The descendants of God in this special place in Japan represent the descendants of the White King, and the elements that the White King controls are spiritual elements that are superior to the four major elements.
"Can something like you be considered a descendant of God?"
"Of course not, but we always say that everyone has value. Eating that person is like eating his corpse..."
The silence was suddenly broken a dozen meters away from Lu Mingfei!
Unexpectedly, it turned out that this evil ghost had always been by Lu Mingfei's side. He was calm and composed, with an uneven mask that looked like pale metal facial bones, and a mouth that was still as big as a giant python in the Amazon jungle.
He was clearly laughing.
He used the flesh and blood beneath the noble mask to smile wildly, exposing the truth that he had almost completely degenerated into Deadpool.
When the king emerged from the realm of ghosts, the strong smell of blood finally hit him.
That was the wound caused by Lu Mingfei's last knife attack, which stretched diagonally from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. It was long, but not deep enough to be fatal.
Wang Jiang's posture was almost the same as Lu Mingfei's, he also drew his sword and slashed, but the difference was that he was holding his waist.
There hung a long and narrow metal scabbard, with a faint metallic humming sound coming from the scabbard.
The ancient sword with a simple and graceful shape reached a speed invisible to the naked eye the moment it left the sheath. It was a desperate blow like a lion fighting, without any reservation!
The power of Yin Liu was brought to its limit in General Wang's hands. The insignificant wind lifted him up, pushing the evil ghost's speed to an incredible level like the tail flame of a jet fighter. It even produced a sonic boom. The snow on the surrounding treetops, the ice and snow on the ground, the hail falling from the sky, everything close to him was shattered.
The knife was pulled out and was already in front of Lu Mingfei, with the blade moving from top to bottom. It was obvious that the Speed King had completed the lifting action and started the next step of chopping.
“Okay!” Lu Mingfei growled.
Lust was finally fully awakened at this moment. When this long-dormant weapon was pulled out from under the armpit, the huge golden eyes of the blade opened, and the blade burst into red-gold flames.
He did not have Yin Flow, but when he took a step it was as if the whole mountain was shaking, and the arc drawn by his extreme swing of lust was shaped like the outline of a distant mountain.
The speed of King Iai surpassed the sound, and Lu Mingfei's speed of drawing his sword also far surpassed the sound.
The third degree of blood burst plus dragon bone state is the configuration when fighting against Odin. Even the pure-blooded second-generation species can hardly compete with him in this state.
Two phantoms with sonic booms crossed each other in a very short time. They were the strongest weapons in themselves. Even a high-speed train would overturn if hit by Lu Mingfei at such a speed.
After a moment of silence, the two people had completely exchanged positions.
Lu Mingfei slowly stood up. He swung his long sword and shook off the blood drops on the blade. The blizzard and snow hail dispersed by the sonic boom filled his surroundings again.
General Wang stood blankly where Lu Mingfei had just stood, looking at his sword in a daze.
A second later, the ancient alchemical sword, which may have killed many demons in the hands of many owners, broke with a clear click, and the broken end was so smooth as if it had been ground and polished.
Then huge blood flowers burst out from General Wang's shoulders at the same time. With two muffled sounds, his limbs fell off and smashed into the frozen mountain mud. The blood spurting out from the broken shoulders was blown away by the strong wind like reeds, bringing up a large puff of steam.
As Lu Mingfei passed by General Wang, he completed the two actions of slashing and chopping. When he slashed upwards, he cut off the ancient sword and General Wang's left shoulder respectively, and when he slashed downwards, he cut off General Wang's right hand, completely eliminating his fighting ability.
"What is your real identity? The principal's enemy? Or some ambitious person?" Lu Mingfei straightened up and turned around to look at General Wang who was kneeling on the ground with his back to him.
His haori was shattered by the sonic boom as the Iai fought each other, revealing a hideous body underneath. Iron-blue scales covered his entire body, and blood was oozing from the gaps between the scales.
In fact, there is no need for an answer. All the evidence points to Friedrich von Roon. Herzog is dead. Tachibana Masamune and Wang Jiang are both puppets controlled by Friedrich, who has been hiding in China since 1900 and is still alive.
But the only response to Lu Mingfei was the sound of breathing like the wind.
The king staggered to his feet again. Lu Mingfei was startled and felt a chill in his heart.
The pale noble mask was torn by the raised facial bones and sharp scales, and shattered into pieces like a dried-up lake.
But that python-like mouth was actually biting the blade that was cut by Lu Mingfei, and he still had the will to fight.
But looking at those golden eyes, they looked like a mindless beast at this moment!
Lu Mingfei sighed, lowered his body, and touched the ground with the tip of his knife.
"Qilan, prepare to evacuate. Things here are beyond our control."
Lu Mingfei held the earplug with one hand and issued an evacuation order to Qi Lan, who was still on guard in the dark with a sniper rifle.
The drilling camp of the Yamanashi Institute of Environmental Sciences has been conquered by the demons, and it is not difficult to imagine that the person who has replaced Herzog has completely inherited Herzog's plan.
But there are too many doubts.
For example, what is the purpose of the fierce ghosts attacking the camp? Doing so will alert the enemy and make the next actions of the Sheqi Eight Families more cautious. The heads of the several families are not simple characters.