An abrupt glow appeared.

The fiery red, golden, and burning light lit up this dark cavern in an instant.

The blazing flames were like a stream of water, circling around Chu Zihang, but beneath the supple surface there was also a high temperature that could turn all the rocks into molten slurry. The power brought by the second explosion of blood is also an unprecedented strengthening of the spirit of words, usually close to 2,000 degrees of heat at most, and at this moment it has reached a terrifying 5,000 degrees.

Lu Mingfei unconsciously raised his head at this time, just witnessing this terrifying scene.

Flame...... Dripping lava is mixed in with the Monarch Flame, adding a new color and demonstrating its power.

It is like the trumpet sounding of the seven seals of the Bible after the opening of the judgment against mankind.

And the first angel sounded his trumpet, and hail and fire were thrown upon the earth with blood, and a third of the earth and a third of the trees were burned, and a quarter of the grass was burned. (Revelation 8:7)'

The heat of Ruth collided with Fenrir's skull, erupting in a silent but more brilliant light.

"Whew-"

Wails of anger and pain then rang out, echoing throughout the caverns of the earth.

Fenrir's knee-jerk action was not to fight back, but to sweep the TV, chips, and Lumingfei into the corner next to him with his wings, away from the fight. It's like a child who is afraid that his beloved toy will be damaged.

Chu Zihang doesn't care so much.

A flaw is a flaw, and the rare opportunity cannot be ignored by him - he doesn't even have any scruples about whether Jun Yan's high-temperature flowing fire will affect Lu Mingfei, it is better that he deliberately expanded Jun Yan's range rather than the strength of his attack. He didn't know why Fenrir was watching TV with Lumingfei, but he could see what it cherished through its attitude.

Conspiracy or trickery, as long as you can create a chance to win and kill the other party.

He seemed to be more of a qualified dragon than Fenrir at this point.

"Boom-"

Pressed against Fenrir's face, Chu Zihang unleashed a second explosive impact non-stop. The terrifying explosion like a frozen ** made Fenrir, who didn't know what it was, a little dizzy, but instinctively shook the slender snake neck, the golden in Chu Zihang's eyes skyrocketed, and the hands that were holding the knife drew a brilliant knife flower with flames in the air.

Three bursts of blood!

The name of the Lionheart comes from the Burst of Blood - the lion that frees the blood. However, it is the lion that is liberated by the first and second blood explosions, so what else is there besides the dragon that is liberated by the third blood explosion?

The stomp that nearly crushed the dragon's scales also provided the power to match, and his exponentially expanded dynamic vision allowed him to catch up and even predict Fenrir's next move.

Mura Yu, who had been holding it upright, changed to a reverse grip at this time, and he exhaled and exerted force, and the Tai Chi that he had taken in the physical fitness class could allow him to integrate nearly 80% of the strength of his whole body to deliver a full blow. The high temperature of Jun Yan was attached to the sword body of the Imperial God Sword at the same time, perhaps due to the particularity of the alchemy weapon, the village rain did not melt, but the whole body turned red.

"Whew-"

The rain sank straight into the handle, dyeing Fenrir's golden eyes a bloody color. At the moment of insertion, the 5,000-degree heat dissolved its eyeballs into a mass of liquid dead proteins that emitted neatly. After a tumbling pull out of the village rain, not even a drop of dragon's blood was sprayed - the wound was scorched by the heat.

It has been analyzed that when touched by hot molten iron, people will not feel pain, because the part of the body that is touched in less than 0.1 seconds will completely melt, and there will be no time left for the nerve to transmit pain.

Dragons' nerve reflexes are dozens of times faster than ordinary people, so this sudden destruction caused Fenrir unbearable pain, and the whole world was half darkened from then on, and it was completely provoked into a state of rage.

"Roar—"

The roar belonging to the Dragon King almost shattered the entire void, but it was a pity that Chu Zihang, who had entered the third degree of blood explosion, was already able to use the oppressive dragon power as air, so he did not hesitate to launch the Spirit of Words and Monarch Flame again - but it was blocked.

Entering a state of rage, Fenrir began to invoke his powers as the king of the earth and the mountains.

With a single slap of the dragon's wings, the wind and rubble it brought with it enveloped the change of power that he could not comprehend, and the direction of the wind, which was obviously not lethal, blew his flames away just right, and some of the lava droplets formed by the melting of the rocks came at him at the speed of bullets.

Chu Zihang has read the school board's analysis of the accident at the South Railway Station, combined with the records of the past history within the college, the power of the king of the earth and the mountain is the perfect control of the force - perhaps not even a ton of blow can be exceeded, the all-steel skeleton structure of the South Railway Station can be reduced to ruins. It is almost only possible in a computer, but the king of the earth and the mountain is as simple as eating and drinking.

It is able to find the eye of a qiē object, and no matter how hard or soft the object is, if it hits the eye with the right amount of force, the object will be destroyed.

That's why he bore the brunt of Fenrir's dragon's eye in the first place.

"Bang-"

Cheng Dù, who had already reached the third degree of blood explosion, Chu Zihang was even able to run in defiance of gravity with his extremely fast speed and the anti-joints of his legs and claws, and he could still strike him in all directions with Fenrir's size......

No, not necessarily.

Chu Zihang's gaze locked on Fenrir's body that was stuck in the rocks in the second half of the year, and its blood-colored eye sockets that were bleeding out the remnants of the eyeball tissue, and he couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

"Ming Fei!"

He suddenly shouted, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but be stunned, and focused his attention on him. At the same time, Chu Zihang stiffly used the scales on his body to carry a blow of wind pressure, and quickly stepped on the stone wall.

"Teacher, teacher...... Brother! ”

Lu Mingfei was surprised that he couldn't even say a complete sentence - not because he was frightened by Chu Zihang's mutation, but because Chu Zihang actually gave up the battle and came to rescue him from the sea of suffering.

I'm going to cry when I'm so moved, okay!

Senior brother, do you want to be so righteous? The stupid dragon in the back has already beaten you to vomit blood! I'm glad you saved me, but don't put yourself on board, you're still waiting for you, but I'm just another eighth-grade junk brother in the dorm munching on the roast duck that I swiped with my credit card! Don't save me and then make a fool of yourself and come back to die, if you can't beat it, you can run away to be a qualified high-end player, right...... Huh?

A flame flying at high speed gradually magnified and magnified in Lu Mingfei's stupid eyes, and was about to draw an abrupt end to his bad words.

"Boom-"

The familiar dark black lines flashed in front of me again.

Fenrir roared in pain, but he didn't pull away from the wings that stood in front of Lu Mingfei, allowing it to be burned through a few blood holes by the heat of Jun Yan, and he didn't move a bit.

Almost at the same moment that Jun Yan erupted, Chu Zihang jumped up with all his strength, and then landed right on its dragon wings, and jumped up again at high speed with his strength.

Swirling flames swelled up, covering the icy blades.

His crazy golden pupils met the more majestic golden pupils, and then a mocking smile grew.

"Sneer—sneer—"

The dragon's eye was dyed red and melted again, but this time it wasn't the injured one.

"Boom-"

Chu Zihang gripped the hilt of his sword and unleashed the impact of Jun Yan again and again, the huge amount of flames quickly consuming his mental and physical energy, and at the same time, it also quickly eroded Fenrir's life.

"Boom-"

The heat and explosions that threatened to collapse were blasting its skull, coming out of its eye sockets and digging into its deeper plexus with flames. It flailed its neck like crazy, such a fragile human being that it could ...... him with a single blow, a single blow

However, its eyes have been pierced and destroyed by its two kindnesses.

"Boom-"

Burning, exploding, burning, all of them burning, and beyond the burning there is only the darkness in the void, and the feeble wails and painful moans of Fenrir. Recite. Chu Zihang's eyes were also burning, and the blue-gray scales and bone spurs showed the strength he had at the moment, and the heart of a dragon.

"Boom ......"

In the end, the huge body fell heavily to the ground, whether it was a futile dragon wing slap or a neck flick, it failed to cause more damage to Chu Zihang, but only shattered the weak rock formation.

In the huge amount of smoke and dust, Chu Zihang straightened his body and pulled out the still red-hot village rain. Then he continued silently, slicing into its neck, slicing along the snake-like spine.

Fenrir struggled again, but in terms of trickery, it was too inferior to humans after all, and every step of slaying dragons and every key point of dragons recorded in the textbook had become Chu Zihang's instinct through guò's daily recitation and dictation, and he saw through Fenrir's feigning death almost without any thought.

The dying struggle, at best, gave his blade a slight pause.

Cutting - cervical, thoracic, lumbar, sacrum, coccyx...... The yellowish-whitish gray matter white matter plexus is exposed to the air with the smell of burning, highlighting the disappearance of its last remaining pitiful life.

It's just that when he finally pulled the village rain out of its tail, he seemed a little stunned.

Shake the blood and return the knife to the sheath.

In a trance, Chu Zihang felt that he smelled the smell of that rainy night again, lonely and unsupported; Hordes of blood and pale spread silently in the darkness, and the hard rock beneath foot was intimidating.

It's raining.

Lu Mingfei slumped on the pile of carefully collected chips, bottle caps, and cigarette cartons, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"Poof—"

With a soft sound, accompanied by indescribable pain and loss, Chu Zihang looked down at the source of the pain.

There was a bloody hole in his strong chest, and the blood that had just ended did not even flow through his heart for a moment, so even the major arteries in his parched chest could be seen clearly.

There is no heart in the hollow.

The next moment, a burst of bright red filled his field of vision.

"Senior Brother Chu-huh?"

A familiar voice rang in my ears, containing mockery and sad laughter, and the half-dyed bare hands.

(3000 for two shifts, one afternoon.) I feel like I'm already going to soar 2333)

(l~1`x*>+``+