Water is the softest and most rigid thing.

When it's a river, a Kirbymon can stop the flow.

But when it turns into a flood, the mountain will also be washed away.

These water dragons are only as thick as tree trunks, but under the influence of words and spirits, the power contained in them is no less than several tons.

Even half-bloods can be crushed by this supernatural power.

Unless, they have the same power.

Tengu's cloak shimmered in the darkness, blocking all the swords that slashed at him.

Then he grew his mouth and let out a long, terrifying howl.

"Whew!"

The deep darkness wriggled at the command, turning into three large void mouths, swallowing the water dragons that had crashed into Chu Zihang, Fingal, and Tengu's own into nothingness.

"Continuation of the Governance of Tongjian: Emperor Shun" records: "In the sixth year of Zhizheng, Si Tian supervised the performance: the Tengu Star fell to the ground, and the blood ate the world for 5,000 days. ”

It turns out that this tengu is not a high-nosed and red-faced youkai, but a fierce beast that devours the sky and eats the moon.

Speech Spirit: Tengu Eats the Moon!

It can be seen that the activation of the Spirit of Words consumes a lot of tengu, and when the water dragon is devoured by the void, his body immediately shakes.

The black-clad men around him were oblivious to the magical sight, and their sharp swords slashed at the tengu again.

This time Demoiselle couldn't help him.

In the face of the oncoming death sword light, the corners of Tengu's mouth showed a hint of a smile.

Because he knew that someone would block everything for him.

The woman in the pure white kimono was on tiptoe, and her slender figure flew out like a lark and landed in front of the tengu.

The pale hands lifted up, and an invisible umbrella stretched out, enveloping the two of them.

Sharp katanas and heavy water dragons are kept out of the umbrella, and the surface of the umbrella slowly deforms but stands.

Rain Girl!

Legend has it that the Rain Maiden kills the man who lent her an umbrella, but the real-life Rain Maiden uses her own umbrella to protect her beloved.

Now, there is only one water dragon left.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at the man standing in front of the cab, compared to his majestic body, the stout water dragon was just like a reptile.

Lu Mingfei didn't even draw his sword, but just slid his right foot behind him, twisted his waist and swung his arm, and a simple jab punched the ferocious water dragon into a splash.

"It's really monster-level powerful."

Fingal couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Although he could do it after opening the Spirit of Words Bronze Throne, Lu Mingfei did not have a Spirit of Words.

He even wore the finished version of the "Cage of Pain".

Lu Mingfei took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was already half past seven in the evening.

"How far is it from Tokyo?"

He asked the young man in English.

"There's about 800 kilometers left."

The young man replied.

Standard Japanese English, but fortunately, the numbers are quite clear.

Lu Mingfei frowned, if it dragged on like this, they would not be able to reach Tokyo before dawn.

He was a very punctual man, and since he said that he would arrive at night, he must arrive at night.

"Fingal, speed up."

Lu Mingfei said.

His voice was not loud, but it penetrated the sound of wind and rain and the sound of fighting, and reached Fingal's ears.

"Well, since you said so, Commander."

Fingal shrugged.

In the next second, the bones of his whole body made a slight pop, and his skin was also a bronze color.

The already burly figure swelled again, and the wide T-shirt was almost torn apart by him.

Bronze Throne of the Spirit of Words.

This kind of speech spirit, which is ranked 87th in the list of speech spirits, does not have the same magical ability as other speech spirits, and its role is very simple.

That is, in a very short period of time, strengthening the releaser's flesh, strengthening his bones, skin, and muscles to the point where he can withstand bullets at close range.

At the same time, the explosiveness, durability, and self-healing ability of the releaser will also be comprehensively improved.

In this state, Fingal is like a demigod in Greek mythology.

The cyan fist exploded into raindrops, breaking a man in black with a knife and a person, flying off the deck and falling into the sea.

Several knives slashed at his vital points at the same time, but only exposed his flesh more.

Fingal is making a big show of power here, and Chu Zihang is not lagging behind over there.

Like Lu Mingfei, he has never awakened his words, but the swordsmanship trained by a thousand-year-old veteran has made him a terrifying killing machine.

The skull sword with the addition of alchemy materials for the second forging split the sword light and sword shadow in front of it, and the sword of the god Murayu drew a rain of blood.

With the severed arm of the stump and the severed throat slit, Chu Zihang stood in the rain of blood, like a demon god.

This is the new result of his special training during this time, the second knife flow pure world slash.

Of course, the skull sword made by the head of the regiment himself had to be used, but it was a pity that the "relics" left by his father were not used, so Lu Mingfei found a dual-sword sword technique from the memory palace and taught it to him.

This kind of sword skill was learned by him when he communicated with the champion of the Phoenix Son Warband, and he was deeply impressed by the opponent's gorgeous and efficient combat skills and liveries.

How so? Although the other party claimed to be a sub-group of the Imperial Fist, the purple-gold color scheme and the phoenix emblem reminded Lu Mingfei of a certain legion that had defected.

Of course, he would not raise his doubts to anyone without conclusive evidence.

In front of Fingal and Chu Zihang, who were getting serious, the situation on the deck quickly tilted towards the stowaway.

At this moment, the rough sound of musical instruments came from the ship not far away, and the men in black on the deck let out a terrible howl.

"Damn, a collective psychopath?"

Fingal was taken aback.

He's not afraid of fighting, but he's a little scared of mental illness.

The man in black is certainly not sick, but it is much more terrible than the disease.

The cyan scales quickly covered their bodies, the sharp bone spurs pierced the tough black clothes, the golden pupils bloomed with a terrifying light, and the pale faces were like corpses.

"Deadpool!"

Chu Zihang was furious.

Even because of the obsession with revenge, it is because of the anger that desecrates the pure body of man.

"Fierce ghosts!"

Tengu gritted his teeth in the same way.

He guessed that it might be these guys, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually intercept them at sea, and send such a big battle.

A dozen hooks gripped the side of the fishing boat, and a group of men in black, who were also Deadpool, leaped onto the deck.

The four people who were surrounded felt a heavy pressure, and the bloodlines of these men in black were all above level B, and the bloodline concentration increased dramatically after Deadpool.

And the most terrifying thing is that although the eyes of this group of Deadpools are bloodthirsty, they are still smart, and they still retain their consciousness!

The tide is reversed again, and even an iron mountain will be torn apart by this group of ferocious ghosts.

Tengu's face was gloomy, and it was already the bottom line to let the guests help defend against the enemy, and he would never allow the guests to die on his ship, which would be a shame that could not be washed away with his life.

Scales appeared on his face, horn-like protrusions appeared on his forehead, and he frantically squeezed the blood veins in his body, intending to release the ultimate Tengu Moon-Eater.

Tengu's Fang will devour all enemies, as well as his own life, but he doesn't care.

Life in the world should be as gorgeous as cherry blossoms.

It's just that...

Tengu looked at the rain girl, a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

The rain girl silently held his hand, and the invisible umbrella swelled again, enveloping Chu Zihang and Fingal as well.

The delicate skin is cracked like tree bark, and the bright red blood beads stain the pure white kimono red.

"愛してるよ."

After Tengu said this gently, the golden light in his eyes skyrocketed, and he was about to release the last spirit of words.

"Commander, the idea is pricked, come quickly!"

Fingal's broken gong voice echoed across the deck, completely ruining the poignant atmosphere.

"Swap places."

Lu Mingfei glanced at him, stepped out, and the huge force made the entire deck shake.

After a few dodges, he broke into this inhuman battlefield.

Lu Mingfei grabbed it casually, and a black-clothed Deadpool was caught in his hands.

Looking at the distorted face and the heterogeneous organs growing on his body, his anger ignited instantly.

"Alien death!"

With both hands parted, Deadpool's bones made an overwhelmed sound.

I have to say that the body after the dragon transformation is indeed tough, and the power that can tear off the raw cowhide actually only makes its skin cracked.

But such a performance only intensified Lu Mingfei's anger.

"Die!"

He grabbed Deadpool's neck in black and folded it hard, and the slender neck immediately completed the shape of the magnet.

But this is not the end, Lu Mingfei tore Deadpool's clothes, revealing a high and bulging back.

He grabbed his spine with his big hand like a giant spirit, and when he pulled it hard, the spine full of bone spurs was pulled out, and he grabbed it in his hand like a white poisonous snake.

Lu Mingfei coldly glanced at the remaining Deadpool, like a gardener preparing to clean up the pests.

Even an instinctive Deadpool would be horrified by this kind of violence, let alone a sane mutant Deadpool.

The black-clad Deadpool closest to him couldn't help but take a step back, and the hand holding the weapon trembled slightly.

Such a humane performance made Lu Mingfei feel even more disgusting.

The Deadpools who were forcibly converted by Stuart made him feel angry and deeply compassionate.

And these Deadpools, who are still self-conscious, don't think about how to maintain human dignity, and choose to join the aliens.

For this hopeless scum, Lu Mingfei will only give them the most thorough purification.

"Go protect the cab."

He said coldly.

Fingal saw that the regiment commander was in a bad mood, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he ran to the cab with Chu Zihang.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the tengu, and the scales on his face were a little dazzling.

The cold gaze instantly extinguished all the flames in Tengu's heart, the scales and protrusions instantly retracted, and the golden pupils also dimmed.

"The fallen will be purified."

He spoke calmly as a threat as a proverb as he strode toward the black-clad Deadpool.

A black-clad Deadpool couldn't stand the atmosphere, and a hoarse voice shouted something in Japanese.

"极楽もhellも先は有明の,月ぞ心に挂る云なき."

"What did he say?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"There will be light at the end of the hell of bliss, and the clouds and mist will dissolve, and there will only be a bright moon in the heart. This is the last poem of the famous general Kenshin Uesugi before his death. ”

Tengu said cautiously.

Japanese celebrities like to leave their last poems before they die, and the better the poems, the more famous they become.

As for whether the authors are themselves or not, then only they know.

"Bright, alien also matched?"

Lu Mingfei sneered, then threw out the eagle sword, pinning the brave Deadpool and the accomplices behind him into a string.

(End of chapter)