Clouds and smoke shrouded the broken elevated road in a thick white fog formed by a large amount of water vapor.

Lu Mingfei stood on the other side of the elevated road, his golden gaze staring at Chu Zihang's battle on the other side.

"Captain, aren't you going to help?"

Fingal acts as an umbrella with the Maybach door on his head, and the princess holds the unconscious Setsuko.

"He can do it on his own...... But it's almost time to finish."

Lu Mingfei said.

Only then did he wrap the Pure Moon Sword in a soaked red velvet cloth and walk to the edge of the broken viaduct.

"Hey, Captain, what about this corpse!?"

Fingal hurriedly shouted, signaling to dispose of the dragon-shaped Deadpool who was dismembered by Lu Mingfei, otherwise if it is seen by ordinary people, then tomorrow's major news headlines in Japan may be "real weirdos appear in Osaka".

However, if you want to cover it up, it's easy to add a few news items such as "Kamen Rider Denoh has arrived at the scene" and "Beast Fist Sentai has defeated the weirdos" to easily steer the topic in the direction of tokusatsu at that time.

"Let's wait for someone to come and deal with it...... The Japanese branch should be coming soon, too."

Lu Mingfei disagreed.

……

"Ryoma" quickly got up from the asphalt-melted pothole, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, back, and arms that was enough to make people faint, as if Chu Zihang's terrible flame was still burning his own flesh and blood.

He had lost his will to fight, and his eyes were searching for a way to escape.

But Chu Zihang is full of fighting spirit!

He came from the scorching realm, and the physical enhancement brought by the second burst of blood had already made his normal movements equivalent to four times the speed of opening the second-order "instant".

Under the gaze of others, Chu Zihang was not in harmony with the normal world, and the whole person's attack action was as if he had been pressed the fourfold fast-forward button.

The white smoke rolled like a dragon, and a bright red light tore through the dense white mist, like an unstoppable red arrow of light.

It was the village rain that had almost turned into a red-hot piece of iron and was burning violently!

The heat once again enveloped Ryoma's body, and he had already suffered a heavy blow after eating a single shot of Jun Flame head-on, and if he ate another shot, he might die directly.

But it's a pity that Chu Zihang doesn't intend to let him go.

Behind him was like dragging a long white dragon, and the village rain in his hand burned with extremely blazing flames and pounced on Ryoma.

Ryoma responded in a hurry, holding a sword and a horizontal knife to block-

"Bang!"

The blades collided, the blades screamed, and although Ryoma fell into the downwind, now he only wanted to escape, and he had no intention of fighting in his heart.

But Chu Zihang's second knife has fallen, and it is still the same action and the same angle!

Thirteen flashes of broken knives!

This is the most rustic knife technique, slashing with the same movement and the same angle, forcing the enemy to fight against oneself to see whose strength is exhausted first.

Legend has it that there was a master of kendo in history who could slash thirteen times in a row, and the thirteen powers concentrated on the opponent's weapon in the same position, and finally cut off the opponent's sword, so it was called "Thirteen Consecutive Flashes of Broken Blades".

But for Chu Zihang, the thirteen swords are by no means the limit, with his brutal physical fitness and swordsmanship skills, even if he cuts hundreds of swords, it is not a problem.

He used this trick to suppress and force the heretic to fight him here, not to escape.

Once Ryoma is given a chance, with the escape speed of the other party's own divine speed system spirit ability, he and Lu Mingfei are afraid that it will take a long time to waste.

So it's best to purify this heretic right here.

Fourth, fifth, and sixth knives......

Chu Zihang is like a tireless attack machine, the speed and angle of the village rain in his hand every time he falls remain the same as the previous knife, the number of slashes has become meaningless, he just wants to defeat the evil ghost in front of him.

On the contrary, it was Ryoma, who had begun to hold on, and the morphological characteristics of the dragon had faded from him, and it seemed that he could no longer maintain this form.

"Heresy is dead!"

Chu Zihang seized the opportunity, his fiery golden eyes seemed to lock the lifeline of Ryoma, and the flaming village rain in his hand turned into a red light and slashed over, slashing off the opponent's head with a knife!

Blood splattered like a fountain, and Ryoma's head fell to the ground with a grunt, a look of disbelief remaining on his face.

The world seemed to fall silent all of a sudden, the sharp sound of knives disappeared, and the sound of wind and rain filled my ears again.

He stared at Ryoma's head for nearly two minutes, making sure nothing had changed before he let out a deep breath of hot white gas.

"Good job."

Someone said behind him.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, then turned around, crossed his hands on his chest, and saluted Lu Mingfei as a comrade-in-arms.

"Looks like he's not hurt......

Lu Mingfei returned the Sky Eagle salute, his eyes swept over the iron blue scales that were born from Chu Zihang's body, and frowned slightly:

"This is the power of the Bloodstorm Technique?"

"Yes, it's a technology that can quickly increase its strength - but with some risks."

Chu Zihang got out of that dragon state and said softly.

Lu Mingfei frowned, he glanced at it a few times after Chu Zihang got the Lionheart Society's Violent Blood Notebook, he was not interested in it and even felt a little disdainful.

He disdains to use this alien power, he has the blessing of the Great Emperor, the prophecy psychic ability, and more than a hundred years of bloody war experience...... There is no need to stimulate the alien bloodline in the body to strengthen oneself at all.

But then Lu Mingfei felt helpless again - his battle brother didn't have these, and could only rely on the power brought by the alien bloodline in his body.

"I have to find a way to strengthen my body...... There is also a simple version of the Alchemy Power Armor that will also be on the agenda."

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

"So what are we going to do next?"

Chu Zihang asked with a low breath.

Since he withdrew from the violent state, his body has suffered a lot of backlash, and his physical strength has been exhausted, and he can barely stand on the village rain.

"Let's get out of here first, and then find a place for you to recover for a while."

Lu Mingfei walked over to help Chu Zihang and walked towards the Maybach in the distance.

「…… What about Brother Fingal?"

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, and didn't see Fingal's figure.

"He...... I gave him a special assignment."