Under the ice field, the dormitory, the audience hall.

"You're coming fast." An indistinguishable neutral voice came from the end of the room, loud but unattenuated, and the semantics were accurately conveyed in pure Latin, which was considered to be the closest to the dragon script, and a required course for the dragonblood clans and colleges.

There was no response, or the moment they saw the white-scaled dragon species, these blood stealers who vainly prevented the resurrection of the great king had already responded, Uncle Bono took an alchemy revolver in Ye Sheng's hand, inserted it into his waist, patted the young man's shoulder with his rough big hand, waved it back, and motioned for the student who acted as a liaison to retreat.

Noel Watt's Gauss rifle was carried on his back, and the two rifles were considered fully armed.

The black-haired female commissioner chanted the words of the misty again, trying to rebuild the advantage of the field again.

Pacy clenched Augustus tightly, the neighing of the wind on the black knife became more and more harsh, Chen Mo walked up to him and asked lightly, "Is there enough weapon?" ”

Gattuso's war machine neither nodded nor shook his head, Chen Mo threw out a few silver blades engraved with lines, the patterns were graceful, looking like the silver tableware of the royal family, the difference was that they would cut through the flesh and bones as naturally as flowing water.

The blades and grips spun and spun, and the light flickered and disappeared, and if there was a high-speed camera here, they would have been taken away in mid-air and hidden under their clothes, the outstretched hand was like Sasaki's knife, the blade was precise enough to catch the delphinium, and the fingers were able to take away the blade.

"If I die, I'll give you the knife." Patsy listened quietly, "If I survive, I'll pick it up myself, don't lose it." The blonde secretary nodded.

"Don't say such frustrating words!" Fingal's skin had completely turned bronze, and he waved the machete in his hand with a heavy weight, and the huge weapon cut through the air and let out a piercing chirp, "Give me back alive." ”

The young man in the mask dragged the huge weapon on his back to the ground, rubbing against the bone ground and splattering some sparks, and the bandages wrapped in the weapon peeled off layer by layer, compared to the clean outside, the bandage was painted inward with all kinds of runes, and there was an illusion of scripture runes used by the monks and old Taoists to seal the demons.

It was indeed a demonic blade.

Dragon's tooth-like toothed blades are all over the blade, the blade is so wide and thick that people wonder if it is a human weapon, and what is even more strange is that the blade is not as smooth and flat as ordinary weapons, but uneven, and the red lines between the craggy metal flow with brilliance, like blood flowing underneath, and everyone heard the beating heartbeat coming from the giant blade.

Chen Mo vaguely saw blood-red silk threads pop out of the hilt, and stabbed into the white hands that were clasped tightly on the hilt.

The young man's body suddenly spurted out thick blood, violence and greed, his eyes were bloodshot, and the golden light in his pupils was gradually replaced by blood, but his skin looked more and more pale, the blade of the knife swelled, and the lines between the metal on the knife expanded sharply, and the thick lines of these fingers expanded and contracted with the heartbeat like living creatures.

The originally dense dragon tooth sawtooth was stretched out, and in each tooth blade was the focus of those blood-colored lines, and here the red silk that was exactly the same as the handle of the knife popped out.

It woke up.

"What a blasphemy." "Georges Laurent", who stroked the dragon scales, commented lightly: "My puppet does not seem to be enough to deal with you blood stealers, no wonder those loyal guards are easily shaken off." ”

"I'll give you some more trouble, the recovery is not something you can stop."

He clapped his palms, and the door on the right hand side opened, and the iron-blue monster with bone wings on his back rushed in, and finally there was a dragon-shaped corpse guard, the skeleton-like body had a strange resemblance to the white dragon beside the head of the Laurent family, and when he passed through the door, he lowered his head, which seemed a little ridiculous.

But no one laughed here.

"There shouldn't be a Deadpool here." Chen Mo didn't know who he was talking to: "It's impossible for Deadpool to live in a palace hidden under the ice and snow for thousands of years, otherwise there would be no birth of corpse guarding technology." ”

The head of the Laurent family, who was standing opposite, nodded: "You're right, but didn't you send a good batch of blood stealers a few days ago?" Although their bloodline is much more humble than yours, they are still qualified as raw materials for squires. ”

"And you, too, will be good sustenance for recovery." As soon as he finished speaking, the white dragon sensed his master's intentions, spread its wings, let out a violent roar, and the tide of rage rushed towards its face, and then rushed towards its enemies.

With its hard skin and huge body, it can crush all the creatures in the earth's nature, but at the moment when it sprints, someone else also charges!

"Cain Hurst?" Bono heard the dark-haired conductor's whispered question.

"I'm only now convinced that you really remember half of the librarian, yes, he's the last spark in that family."

The dragon's blood flowed through Cainhurst's body, and the combination of spirit and blood continued to burst out with an incomprehensible power that poured into his muscles and bones, transforming his body in the direction of the extreme.

The giant blade was swung at an incredible speed by the thin arm, leaving only a hazy afterimage in the slash, and the slashing dragon opened its sharp teeth and minions as if to tear apart the young man who dared to face the dragon's might, and the dragon responded with the same angry dragon teeth.

The sword light extended in the air and finally hit the dragon's facial bone, leaving only shallow traces, but the defensive facial bone was not the target of Alan's attack, the real result was the knockback brought by the unparalleled impact, the white dragon weighing much more than a human retreated, and Alan, who was dragging the knife, was still approaching the dragon!

This is a complete violation of the laws of physics, and judging by the weight comparison and kinetic momentum theorem between the two sides, it is only the lightweight hybrids that will be knocked back.

The real reason is the realm of the alchemy giant blade, its alchemy realm has terrifying power, and the impact force of the high-speed swing can even knock a pure-blood dragon over!

However, this is only the first step in slaying the dragon, with the tenacious vitality of the dragons, the body is cut in half and they can even take it back!

However, what Cain Hurst, a family that had been annihilated by dragon-slaying rivers, did best was to wipe out the proud vitality of these dragons in the most brutal way possible.

Aram burst out again with the "companion" blade.