Lu Mingfei and Herzog's bodies collided in mid-air.

Both of them broke through the speed of sound, and to those on the ground, the battle was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and lightning repeatedly illuminated the gaps between the dark clouds.

For the two, every collision and exchange is a turbulence of the elements, and the high-speed air flow of ultra-high temperature and ultra-low temperature cuts through the clouds.

Yu Xing looked up at the sky, his scorching golden pupils able to keep up with their speed.

Herzog had the upper hand, and he had the weapons to win.

The tailbone of the Yaki Orochi, the sky is cloudy!

The white sword was held in his hand, and in front of this sharp sword, the imitation that Lu Mingfei hastily made was too fragile. He was pierced countless times, and his scales and bones were shattered again and again.

But with his bloodline, no matter how terrible the injury, he can recover immediately.

He seemed immortal and immortal.

"Boom!"

Another collision.

The dense dark clouds suddenly shattered, and the two sides collided together like meteors. Then it bounces off and falls towards the ground.

Before they could land, a powerful spirit of speech was released. The realm expanded rapidly, enveloping the entire Hongjing area, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice, and the moisture in the air was instantly condensed.

The rainstorm stopped.

Lu Mingfei fell on the ice, and a large amount of scorching dragon blood dripped on the ice, and the ice melted. He stumbled a few steps before he steadied himself, countless holes bleeding from the shattered phosphorus armor.

"Hahaha, it turns out that you are not complete! If you were whole, I would have died a long time ago! Herzog suddenly burst out laughing maniacally, no longer in the panic he had before, and pointed at Lu Mingfei, "You have the form of a king, but you are a forgery, you are not that great creature at all." ”

"You're right, you saw through it, you and I are not complete, the difference is that I have the heart of a dragon, but I don't have a complete bloodline, you have a complete king's blood, but you stuff the heart of a cowardly human."

Lu Mingfei looked at the scars on his body, and he suddenly grinned, "But my purpose has been achieved." ”

"For what purpose?"

Herzog was a little flustered.

Lu Mingfei no longer had the ability to fight him, and the only thing he was injured was his wings, which made him unable to fly for the time being.

He suddenly felt a killing intent, he was shocked, and he turned his head to look at Yu Xing, he himself almost forgot that this ant was still here. All his attention was focused on the king-to-king war.

"You say I'm cowardly? Your hole cards, but you're a human? ”

Herzog scoffed.

Yu Xing dragged the sword box and walked towards Herzog, to be precise, briskly. His speed was gradually increasing, and the two were getting closer and closer.

Herzog suddenly opened his mouth, and the pupils of the Spirit of the Wind King and the Spirit of the Spirit of the Monarch were released almost instantaneously.

The two powers of speech and spirit blended together to form the fire tornado that Yu Xing had seen in the underground station. Half of Yu Xing's face was flushed by the flames, and his speed did not slow down in the slightest.

He turned into a run, the sword case dragging its trail on the ice.

The incomparably bright golden pupils flickered in Yu Xing's eye sockets, and in the state of three bursts of blood, Herzog's bloodline coercion was temporarily ineffective against him. Every cell in his body was in absolute excitement.

Yu Xing swept up against the fire tornado, and there seemed to be an invisible blade in front of him that split the flames and the wind in two, grazing his body from side to side. Then it bombarded the ice on both sides, and the ice chips flew everywhere.

Yu Xing didn't care about wiping the blood donation from the corner of his mouth, and casually smeared the blood on the sword box of the Seven Deadly Sins.

The sword shook, like a seven-headed living dragon resuscitating a riot, the sword box bounced open, and the mechanism slid out. Like a peacock opening the screen, the seven swords all let out an impatient dragon groan, and the voice of Yu Xing's indifference came.

"The blood of all kings...... It will end with the sword! ”

At about the same time, Herzog also rushed towards the remainder.

The speed of the remaining punishment was extremely fast, and Herzog was equal to him after his wings were injured, and in the thunderous sonic boom, the blades collided!

In terms of strength, Herzog has an absolute advantage.

"Die, rebel!"

The clouds of heaven rushed into Yu Xing's chest, and Yu Xing did not dodge at all, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed on Herzog's face. The smile on Herzog's face dissipated, and Yu Xing grabbed the sky cloud in his chest and prevented Herzog from pulling it out.

Herzog was frightened by the lion-like eyes of the remnants of torture and retreated, letting go of the clouds.

Suddenly, he swung "Lust" and "Gluttony", and two swords plunged into Herzog's kneecap, and the bronzed broken bone stabbed out from between the knees of his front legs. Herzog's roar of pain rang out.

The new god, the White King Herzog, fell to his knees in front of Yu Xing.

"Ahh

Yu Xing suddenly pulled out the sky and threw it aside, and in the state of 'don't die' that Lu Mingfei gave him, his injuries quickly recovered. His movements did not stop at all, and immediately pulled out "greed" and "laziness".

The dark golden arc of the knife crossed it.

The bridge of Herzog's nose and eyes were pierced by the light of the knife, and the golden pupils were like a withered candle in the wind, and the dragon's blood was extinguished like a gushing of magma. Two swords plunged into Herzog's eyes.

"You can't kill me, I'm God!"

Herzog seemed to know his fate, but roared and groaned.

But Yu Xing didn't pay any attention to him, and then "arrogance" and "jealousy" came out of the sheath, and Yu Xing's figure flew like a falcon, around Herzog's back, and the two swords were slashed one after another.

The root bones of the dragon's wings were severed, and the huge wings hung down.

"Don't kill me, I am God, we can rule this world, spare me, and we will reign over the world together!" Herzog made a last-ditch attempt, and he tried to impress Yu with his power and power.

But he's not a person who knows how to share at all.

Herzog suddenly swung the dragon's tail, the only weapon he could use, the long tail writhing like a python, the bone spurs at the end glowing the white of a blade, and he could defeat the enemy with a single blow if he paralyzed the remaining punishment.

But he didn't expect that there were still people in the world who were unmoved by power and power.

The bone spur stabbed at Yu Xing, who easily turned his head to dodge it. He lifted "Arrogance", the eight-sided Han sword pierced through the bone spurs, nailing the long tail to the ground. Then without hesitation, he pulled out "jealousy", and in Herzog's desperate howl, it ran through the back of his head.

The six swords resonated with each other, and Herzog's entire body burned with blinding golden flames.

Six swords bound Herzog, pinning him to the ice, invisible force squeezing the bones all over his body, making a palpitating bone cracking sound, Herzog trembled all over, and the wounds all over his body stained him red.

Blood burns in the golden flames, turning into a mist of blood!