"How is it, is my brother handsome?" Fingal let out a lewd laugh.

As he spoke, Fingal flicked his sword, he wanted a response, but all he got was silence.

Chu Zihang's body instantly opened his domain, and the suddenly lit fire ring condensed in front of him, which also answered Fingal's question.

"What is this? Brothers? Fingal looked at the bright ring of fire with envy, and said stiffly, "Damn, it's really boring to make waves or something, fists to the flesh are a man's romance!" ”

Boom! Bang bang!!

In the midst of the howling blizzard, a terrifying catapult force erupts!

In an instant, less than fifty meters away, those guys rushed to the end in an instant.

Several slender black shadows resounded in the air and whipped towards the two of them with a terrible wind crack, each with a terrifying force that was enough to pump ordinary people into pulp.

Chu Zihang saw the group of monsters very clearly, it was a group of cyan giant snakes that were several meters long.

They opened their mouths with foul blood, and long snake hyacinths reached out to them, and the fishy wind was already slapping on his face.

It only takes a second for him and Fingal to be completely consumed.

But Fingal burst out at an even faster speed, like a polar bear with the speed of a cheetah, and the snakes couldn't even touch him.

It's like a drowning man watching the plank drift farther and farther away, but the twisted letter swinging can't reach it!

"Hehe, scared you, didn't you?" Fingal grinned with bared teeth.

The next moment, he bent his knees on the ice and slashed his long knives from either side.

Click!!

As if a red light crossed, several drawn black shadows instantly burst into sparks in the air, and the knife burning with black flames cut through the howling wind and cut the necks of the two black shadows.

On the slender neck, the blood line gradually lengthened, and finally under the action of inertia, the head slipped from the neck to the ground.

Instantly, Fingal shot at the rest of the snake like a cannonball, his hands drawing a chaotic arc of knife.

Spun and crossed the group of strange snakes, and slammed to a halt, and the strange snakes fell to the ground almost at the same moment.

He slashed them in the neck with precision, causing them to lose their heads instantly, in a bluffing stance like a rumbling heavy tank.

This tactic is very dangerous, and any mistake will drag the opponent down, but at this moment, Fingal moves cleanly like a dancer.

“…… F-rated? ”

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment when he watched Fingal's movements, and then a slightly weird smile appeared on his face.

He was beheaded with a knife, but there was no blood on the blade.

If you want to do this, you need to be fast enough! People need to be profitable!

The incision enters through a gap in the bones and does not produce a sonic boom above the speed of sound, but it does not fall below the speed of sound either.

In a fraction of a second, you have to make that kind of sharp knife swing action.

Whether it is reflexes or strength and physical fitness, you must be at the peak of the half-breed, and more importantly, courage.

At that moment, we must not be afraid, even in the face of thousands of troops, even in the face of crossbow arrows, we must be steady and ruthless.

In order to make the other party lose consciousness before he realizes that he is dead, and he can't react and make any resistance when he passes by.

The sword skills that can complete this potential are undoubtedly all knife skills.

The famous waste wood in the academy did it so casually.

It's like a bear entering a group of snakes, sharp and sharp, which makes people feel chilling.

If this scene was filmed and put on the Night's Watch forum, it would definitely be the hottest news.

The famous student of the Kassel Academy is actually a macho man.

The most important thing is that Chu Zihang still feels very stable, as if both sides of the dance can follow each other's perfect cooperation, but the improvisational movements seem to have been rehearsed for a long time.

Fingal's indifferent expression was probably that he had just opened a Swiss Army knife and cut a piece of watermelon.

With his current state, it is hard to believe that he will fall to the E level or even to the F level, even the current Chu Zihang may not be able to do it more easily than him.

He seems to have turned into a real dragon slayer......

Click! Click!

Just as Chu Zihang's thoughts were flowing, he saw Fingal come with a difficult one-word horse, and he quickly dodged the strange snake claw attack.

While the body of the strange snake was still in the air, the black-red sword light appeared again.

Black blood splattered instantly, and the head was cut off completely, revealing the white bones.

The next moment, Fingal, who was full of might, suddenly covered his crotch.

"Damn!" He didn't dare to shut up and pretend to be a master, so he howled with a blue face, "It's an egg!" ”

Hearing this, black lines suddenly appeared on Chu Zihang's forehead.

This bastard is really serious, but in three seconds, the master's temperament dissipates in an instant.

When he saw a large group of strange snakes rushing towards him, Fingal hurriedly shouted at the top of his throat: "Senior brother! Shoot it, bang it! ”

At the same time, the ancient and mysterious chanting in Chu Zihang's mouth also reached the pinnacle of highness, and the outstretched palm was gently shaken.

The magma-like ring of fire in front of him shattered.

Rumble!!

The ring flames that had condensed to the extreme burst out, rushing straight out as far as his gaze could reach.

All the impacts and high temperatures and pressures of Jun Yan were bound into a wire loop, like a crimson giant hand pushing a path out of the ice!

Under the blessing of the once-violent state of blood, Jun Yan instantly reached several times the high temperature.

The flames baked the gray ice field extremely red, and the large number of black shadows in the distance didn't even have time to react, and they were instantly enveloped by beams of flames!

The disaster only came in an instant, and they had nowhere to escape in the face of the monarch flame, and the screams were like hellish sorrows.

The flesh boiled and burned like ointment, and the dark golden bones became twisted and entwined, and finally completely turned to ashes in three or four seconds.

“…… Call! ”

On Fingal's shoulder, Chu Zihang exhaled a long breath and spat out a white mist snake.

The golden pupils that burned like lava dimmed, and a hint of fatigue welled up on his face.

At this moment, his frantically beating heart suddenly froze.

He glanced behind him, but he didn't see anything.

There was only snow that had been rolled up, so crazy that I couldn't open my eyes.

But in that vast snow-white, the world in my eyes seemed to be pressed and paused, and I suddenly felt that breathing began to become difficult.

Inadvertently, a terrifying red gold color lit up like a ghost.

Jiang Shouyun in the wind and snow raised his feet, as if stepping on an invisible staircase, and came into the air step by step.

The noisy wind blew the hem of his clothes, and the ends of his black hair flew through the air.

But not a single snowflake fell on him, because an unknown territory spread silently.

It was completely enveloped above the YAMAL until it came to a stop within a radius of several hundred meters.

"I'll go!" Fingal stared up blankly, "He flew?" ”

In the middle of the air, pale and blue qi was rising, and countless snowflakes were flying around him.

In the gathering, in the surrounding.

Like a fairy dancing in a flower.

"Where are you hiding?"

Jiang Shouyun looked down at the glacier, the expression on his face was elusive.

Faintly, he seemed to be able to see a pair of incomparably large golden eyes, staring at him coldly and greedily.

The guy who unleashed the realm was probably not an ordinary dragon.

It was the first time he had encountered a true pure-blooded dragon, and he didn't have much idea about the combat power of the third-generation species and the second-generation species.

However, if you compare the words of the "false god" Odin, it may not be weaker than it when it takes up the day.

It's a pity that compared to the arrogant guy, the owner here is not hospitable at all.

In that case, let's take the initiative to meet you.

"But before that, we need to dispel this annoying spirit."

Jiang Shouyun muttered to himself and tightened his grip on the knife, the tip of the slashing knife pointing down in front of him.

An incomparably brilliant dark blue light flickered in those red golden pupils.

In an instant, crack-like dead lines appeared as far as his eyes could see.

The dead line was messy, twisted and disorderly, and at a glance, Jiang Shouyun felt his pupils astringent.

Humanity is able to hold on to hope precisely because they do not see death.

But the eventual death that symbolizes the world is everywhere at this time, and people can't help but poke their eyes out and choose to escape under the trend of instinctive fear.

Everything in the world has an "end", and that moment is the death of all things.

Since it is a dead thing without life, there is also an end time.

There are several kinds of cognition of the death of the same thing, and there will be many kinds of "ends" of things.

- And Jiang Shouyun's perception of "ice", "broken" is its "death".

In those eyes, the white hazy glacier connected almost every line to one place.

That's where the glacier beneath you is closest to death.

Thundered!!

The glacier, which is already several meters thick, makes a sound that almost moans.

"Holy! What's going on?! ”

Fingal hurriedly embed the long knife into the ice with all his might, bent down and lowered his center of gravity, almost prostrate on the ground, and firmly grasped the hilt of the knife to avoid sitting on the ground.

Chu Zihang on his shoulder shot out with a high-compression Jun flame cannon, clearing out a group of mobs while frowning and stabilizing him.

It feels like a low-intensity earthquake is happening under a glacier.

It's like a big hand grabbing the glacier and shaking wildly, and the violently shaking ice makes everything stagger.

At this moment, Fingal suddenly seemed to realize something, and looked up at the sky above the giant ship in disbelief, only to see a scene that made him look confused.

"Annihilate." The man's eyes were lowered and he muttered slightly.

In a trance, a faint sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded.

The long knife glowing with a deep black glow in Jiang Shouyun's hand was swung out at will.

In the eyes of Fingal and others, at this moment, his style and bones are like ancient saints, but the way he wields a knife is very naïve, like a child wielding his own wooden knife.

But it is this kind of casual wave of the hand that contains his absolute will.

The spiritual pressure around him suddenly contracted, and the invisible force spread into the depths of the ice.

Click! Click! Boom!!

As the ice shook violently, a huge amount of bubbles rose from under the YAMAL's ice.

The next moment, a subtle and dense crisp sound, a deafening roar followed.

Kilometers of ice beneath their feet had been eroded by a mighty force, and the roar was like the howling of an earth dragon hidden in the earth.

The glacier was hard enough, but it is starting to crumble.

"it!"

Now there are only two words to describe Fingal's mood.

How is it possible for a half-breed to shake the glacier on his own, are you a half-breed or a king of the earth and mountains in human skin?!

But Fingal was not aware of the nature of that force.

Jiang Shouyun did not shake the glacier with the knife in his hand, but led it to the already doomed "death".

Syllable!

"Run!" Chu Zihang slapped Fingal's head violently, allowing him to recover from his momentary distraction.

"The wind is howling!" Fingal let out a startled cry, and then ran to the ship in one step and two steps.

The behemoth YAMAL trembled like a flat boat on the sea, and countless black cracks spread across the ice that froze the YAMAL in place.

Cracked ice rumbles down, smashes on the ice or crashes into the sea, causing huge waves several meters high.

The bottomless crack stretched dozens of meters away, and the ice surface swirled and turned over the broken ice cubes, and the traces were like twisted snake bones.

The most fragile place in the world, Jiang Shouyun's eyes were unobstructed.

This is the power of "rules", this is the power of "death".

There is no difference between hard and bad "dead lines".

No matter how hard it was, as long as it could be seen dead, it could be cut down effortlessly, shattering the ice crystals like a devastation.

The dragon-blood subspecies that hadn't had time to flee were also hit head-on, the aftermath of that power destroying their scales and flesh.

The hideous spread from the dry bones, and the dry bones shattered in an instant.

The water turned black, and the dark golden bone powder overflowed, as if someone had slapped a layer of gold dust under the ice.

The interior of the YAMAL was not affected, but a violent tremor was still felt.

The whistling of the wind and snow was completely muffled, and the cracking of the ice continued to spread, and sharp debris that pierced through the ice was splashing.

Even though the visibility in the cabin was extremely low, and nothing could be seen from ten meters away, everyone was still shocked.

“…… Is this the true power of the S-Class? Schneider looked at the radar image and muttered to himself.

In the image, centered on the YAMAL, it is a perfect and huge circle, carved into the unbreakable ice.

It's not like Schneider hasn't seen the S-class use their own power.

He had faced dragons directly, even if most of them were three generations, but they were far less powerful than the ones Jiang Shouyun showed now.

Absolute power, absolute majesty, absolute terror.

Schneider couldn't imagine that this was the power that a half-breed could have.

"Teacher Jiang is mighty and domineering!" On deck, Fingal gave a heartfelt exclamation, and then sneezed again.

This sneeze came from the cold current gushing out of the ice crevice, and the right hand that had been outstretched for a long time was already cold, and even the burning blade had a layer of cold condensation.

The gates of the dragon's lair were open to them.

(End of chapter)