Hearing Flandro's cheerful shouts clearly, the soul heart in Feng Longde's skull was pulsating at high speed, while the black and red virus blood mist and the extremely green death weapon on his body were intertwined and fused, making his whole person maintain the peak state in all aspects.

Fighting with high intensity and always worrying about life and death is the best way to improve his strength quickly, Feng Longde felt that his state had never been so good: in his sight, it seemed that the whole world was slightly slower than the original normal rhythm, and his thinking speed was not only not slowed down, but faster than before, and the movements of his whole body were the same, as if he had entered the bullet time with a slight effect.

This is the effect of entering a state of concentration, Feng Longde will have this feeling of slowing down the rhythm by half a beat when he is in the middle of the battle, and he will be able to have a faster and more accurate judgment in the battle of lightning and thunder, and make his own reaction just right.

Seeing Feng Longde brandishing the knight's sword with green flames rushing towards him, Flandrolu didn't think about it, and slashed down with Lei Wanting in the direction of Feng Longde.

Feng Longde also wondered that she was still more than ten meters away from Flandoro, why did she start to make a move now? However, after seeing the Lei Wanting in Flandorelu's hand erupt in the direction of the sword blade with an even more amazing red flame along the direction of the sword blade, Feng Longde directly flipped to the side without saying a word.

Boom! There was still a trench in Feng Longde's original position, but the length had become an astonishing ten meters, nearly twenty meters, and even the width had become more than two meters, and the ditch was covered with crackling flames, emitting billowing smoke.

Although Feng Longde made a dodge move in time, he didn't expect Lei Wanting to have such a wide attack range at all. Or that he didn't expect Flandoro to be able to use most of Lei Wanting's power, so he dodged Lei Wanting's sword body, but he didn't dodge the flames attached to Lei Wanting's slash

Looking at a tall humanoid object with a raging red flame burning all over its body, jumping up and down with a wail, Flandoro pursed the corners of her mouth in disappointment: "Why are you so careless, Fran said expectantly"

"Grooved! Grooved!!" Although the Teutonic military dress armed with death breath could withstand the scorching heat of the flames, it was not an impenetrable Teutonic Gothic plate armor. Feng Longde also bare his neck and face, and he was directly baptized by a barbecue.

Feeling that his vision had been obscured by the crimson flames in front of him, Feng Longde immediately mobilized his soul energy to disperse the flames near his face and neck, and then continued to cancel out the flames on his body, quickly eliminating the flames.

Thanks to Feng Longde, who did not panic after being attacked, but dealt with it in time, Feng Longde, who was now in a hurry to get rid of the burning state, did not seem to have suffered too much damage except that his face and neck were black and seemed to have changed into a human race; Let Feng Longde return to his original appearance.

The rest of the changes are relatively large, that is, the Teutonic military dress on Feng Longde's body, which was originally particularly conspicuous, has dimmed a lot at this moment: the death weapon can defend against almost any form of powerful attack, but the price is that it will consume its soul energy according to the strength of the attack it bears, and Lei Wanting is a refined weapon with a powerful attribute attack even if it is not an artifact, and the abundant fire element attribute attack directly consumes nearly half of the soul energy of the death weapon , which is still not the result of being directly hit.

Feng Longde's mouth opened wide, exhaled a puff of black smoke from his throat, and then picked up the knight's sword he had thrown away when he was on fire from the ground and clenched it again.

Seeing that Feng Longde took a little effort, it was not a big deal, and he should be able to continue to play with him. Flandrew cheered like a child, and clenched Revanting on the ground with all her strength. It is estimated that he is going to give Feng Longde another concoction in the same way.

Pinching his cheek, Feng Longde confirmed that his regenerated face had returned to normal consciousness, and then directly kicked the ground with both hands, running alternately on the ground and the wall like urban parkour, and gradually closing the distance towards Flandoro in a roundabout way.

Flandorow was still wielding Lei Wanting and slashing towards Feng Longde headlessly, but this time Feng Longde had learned a profound lesson after suffering before, and he was engrossed in paying attention to Flandorew's movements, although his various dodging postures were quite embarrassing and even funny. But he was not hit by Lei Wanting again.

"Drink!" After dodging a few thunderous attacks, Feng Longde let out a loud cry and withdrew the strong adhesion of the Ron virus from the upside-down ceiling above Flandelle, and fell towards her like a bomb, the knight's sword clenched in both hands flickering with green flames and rubbing against the air with a piercing whistling sound.

Feng Longde's offensive itself was astonishingly fast. Coupled with the all-round speed blessing of the sprinting ability, Rao is vampire Lori Flandoro, who has a sensitive sense, can only have time to retract the Lei Wanting in his hand from the action of chopping out, and slash towards Feng Longde with a relatively weak movement.

Facing the roaring Lei Wanting, Feng Longde could only withdraw the sword blade that slashed at Flandoro, and instead made a backhand forward block.

"Tear and click!" With a tooth-aching grinding sound, Lei Wanting in Flandro's hand collided with the knight's long sword in Feng Longde's hand, and the former exhausted the abundant soul energy in the latter's sword body in a very short period of time, and then began to touch the latter's sword body.

Realizing that his weapon couldn't be hard at all, Feng Longde simply withdrew the knight's long sword behind him, and at the same time, the upper body of the whole person lay back, changed his posture to face the sky, and smashed straight to the ground.

Fortunately, Feng Longde reacted like this: a second after he had just finished this series of actions, Lei Wanting, who was wrapped in raging flames, slashed past his previous position; if Feng Longde didn't think too much about it and was trying to harden his anus head-on, then it was not just a small matter of weapon scrapping, it was certain that he would be directly cut in half.

It slammed firmly into the ground, and I felt the sharp pain in my back that was coming through the pain nerves. Feng Longde opened his mouth and a mouthful of black blood spurted out, then quickly got up and retreated to the rear, and only after reaching a safe distance did he have time to check the knight's sword in his hand.

The current knight's long sword has returned to its usual silver shining appearance, the soul energy instilled in the sword body has been consumed, and what makes Feng Longde frown the most is that most of the side of the sword body has been ground into jagged scars - if Feng Longde hadn't taken advantage of the situation to withdraw the sword before, then this knight's long sword would have directly turned into pieces of broken iron flying everywhere, instead of remaining intact.

This made Feng Longde experience first-hand how perverted the real weapons in Norse mythology were: you must know that the knight's sword Feng Longde was holding was not as good as his own axe-shaped halberd specially tailored by Caroline. But it is also a good weapon that has been tempered by excellent training methods of refined steel, and the various weapons mass-produced by the weapons factory in the Teutonic camp are definitely first-class in terms of solidity, practicality and applicability, not to mention the others, but the result is that Lei Wanting casually slashed with one blow, and Feng Longde's knight's long sword could only wait to be rebuilt.

"You must not use your own weapons to fight Flandallus's Lei Wanting!" Feng Longde, who realized this, once again ran towards Flandro, after several failures, he had completely mastered how to dodge and get as close to Flandall as fast as possible, the only thing he needed to worry about was the Lei Wanting in her hand and the destructive power that might be used.

Skillfully dodging Lei Wanting's powerful slashes a few times, Feng Longde was finally only half a meter away from Flandore this time, and he could clearly see the gorgeous golden hair that appeared under Flandorew's pure white Bailey bud hat.

A bottom-up back-to-front split. For the first time, Von Rond succeeded in getting Flandoro to get into a hurry: in this kind of close combat, Revantin's extra-long size was simply unable to fight back, unlike the German two-handed sword or the Teutonic two-handed greatsword, which had a small protruding blade structure on the gauntlet, and could barely block at best.

The only thing Flandrew could do was to hold Lei Wanting with both hands and use the hilt and blade of his sword to block, every time she wanted to wield Lei Wanting to attack, she would be depressed to find that before she was halfway through her movements, the knight's sword that was once again shrouded in a layer of blazing green flames was close to her body, and she could only retract her attack to block and defend.

After seeing this situation, Feng Longde finally breathed a sigh of relief. Because he was right: after so many failed attacks before, Feng Longde keenly noticed that Flandrolu's barrage offensive was very good. The weapon in her hand can be described as the best of the best, even her own overall physical fitness in all aspects and the vampire's own racial innate ability are used very well, not to mention her extremely perverted destructive ability, in a sense, in terms of Bug-level ability, it is slightly inferior to Yakumo Purple's gap and realm ability.

But Feng Longde still discovered Flandoro's shortcoming, that is, her own combat skills were quite bad. In his own words, it was lower than the level of hell training he had just been abused by Caroline - if he didn't consider other factors and only compare the level of combat skills, Feng Longde could beat Flandorw alone to seven or eight of them.

Realizing this, Feng Longde consciously began to find a way to pull Flandrew into close melee: if the distance between them was a little longer, they would continue to be in a situation where Flandorolu was pressed and beaten with Revantin, but as long as they entered the range of close melee. Feng Longde, who had experienced so many battles and was able to get rid of the demon dream head-on, was confident enough to knock Flandorow to her stomach.

It's not that Flandorous's 495 years as a vampire has been in vain, on the contrary, it's normal for Flandrew's combat skills to be so bad- The more inherently strong,The less proficient they are in combat skills,With excellent strength, they are often accustomed to using direct strength to solve problems and enemies,There is almost no awareness of using skills;On the contrary, like a natural weakness,It will attach great importance to skills,Like Youmeng, a half-human and half-spirit girl who is actually quite weak in terms of single strength,Using a combat skill that has been practiced since childhood, it can also be used as a member of the strong among many girls in Gensokyo,It can be seen that the importance of skills。

Of course, it's not that there is no existence that is naturally strong and equally proficient in the use of strength, for example, Yakumo Zi, who fights like flowing water and suppresses the opponent throughout the whole process, even if this is the case; 。

The fierce melee combat lasted for five minutes, and then the situation ended when Feng Longde saw Flandall clenched his fist with one free hand and pulled his foot away: Feng Longde, who had already experienced Flandorew's terrifying destructive ability, really didn't dare to beat Flandrew out of the real fire, he didn't want to try to see if Flandorew's destructive ability could also work on his soul, if it did, it would be completely over

In this confrontation, Feng Longde finally began to gain the upper hand - after a few fights, he found Flandallu's flaws, and he directly slashed many wounds on her body with the knight's sword armed with death, and relied on the special burning effect of soul energy to inflict solid damage on Flandorew, but because his knight's longsword was neither a silver sword nor the blessing of divine power, many wounds on Flandorelu's body were quickly healed.

Although he has the upper hand in close combat, in terms of the overall situation, Feng Longde is still at a disadvantage: this so-called upper hand is based on Flandallus's "playing" mentality, once Flandall is tired of playing or is beaten too hard by himself, then Feng Longde's situation is dangerous.

While Feng Longde was holding his breath thinking about what to do next, a familiar fluctuating message came from within the soul connection:

"Brother, tell me where you are now. (To be continued.) )