Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

"Shut up, heretic!"

What responded to the general was not the burning dragon's blood in Lu Mingfei's body, but the killing sword from the Blood Angel!

The descendants of the Blood Angels are all master swordsmen of the highest order, and there are only a handful of Chapters who can compare with them.

Their swordsmanship is as perfect as the art they pursue, and even more bloodthirsty and deadly!

And——Lu Mingfei did not intend to let the general Wang die comfortably with one sword.

Jingyue's sword blade rubbed against the blade, and the edge was reversed. While Wang Jiang attacked with all his strength, a flaw was revealed. The graceful half-arc drawn by Jingyue cut open his left arm, bringing out a trace of blood.

The king let out a soft cry and seemed to feel no pain.

And just as he was sighing, lightning flashed across his eyes, and the world in front of him was swallowed up by darkness.

There was a gap between the eyebrows of Gongqing's mask, and scarlet blood and tears stained his snow-white cheeks.

Broken arm, dazzling.

In the second perfect half-arc upward move, the king's right arm left his body, and the two swords reunited on the ground;

The sword edge flashed past, and a bright streak of blood flew from the king's throat. Lu Mingfei put away his sword, turned around and swung it in a circle, his steps changing gracefully like a swift dance. The man and the sword merged into one, and accompanied by the king's movements Fall - His legs have been severed.

Cut off the legs, cut the throat!

Pierce the heart and shatter the bones!

Disembowel, disembowel!

Lu Mingfei showed no mercy, and used the killing swordsmanship inherited from the Blood Angel on the sinful body of the king. The blood and scales were splashed on the king's body, and the king was no different from a fish whose scales were scraped alive on the chopping board.

Moreover, the king should feel honored.

The last time Lu Mingfei used such a killing swordsmanship was during a fight with the "chief warrior" of an alien Zerg.

The ferocious alien had four arms, and each arm was equipped with a "bone knife" that was comparable to the power sword of the Astartes - a symbiotic weapon.

At that time, it tried to rush in and behead Lu Mingfei, but instead, Lu Mingfei, who borrowed the power sword of the chapter leader, used his superb killing swordsmanship to dismember the body and kill it, frightening away a large group of ordinary alien Zerg.

With the last sword stroke, Lu Mingfei pierced the eyebrows of Gongqing's mask - and then cut his head in half.

"Is there more? If there is more, come out together and don't waste time."

Lu Mingfei gently shook off the blood on the sword blade, and glanced at the VIP room deep in the corridor with an indifferent gaze.

He didn't mind that another king came out from inside, and then let himself continue to practice his sword skills.

There was silence.

"If you don't come out, then I'll go in."

The sound of ancient dragon chanting came from behind Lu Mingfei. He glanced back and saw only men in black pouring into the Paradise Pavilion like a tide.

Their muscles burst the suits on their bodies, and their eyes lit up with a dark golden light.

Someone secretly cast his own word spirit:

Yan Ling. Attendant of the King, Yan Ling is ranked No. 29 in the periodic table of Yan Ling.

This word spirit can strengthen the physical fitness of companions or specific targets for a short period of time, making them more aggressive and destructive.

These men in black are themselves hybrids, and with the reinforcement of the King's Attendant, their strength and reactions will far exceed their normal state.

But Lu Mingfei didn't pay attention to them. He picked up his sword and continued to walk to the VIP room - he had even killed the king and generals, so he still cared about the siege of these small soldiers?

"Captain, we are here to support you!"

Fingel's voice came from the headset.

There was another passionate dragon chant, far more high-spirited than the "King's Attendant"'s dragon chant.

The dazzling light overwhelmed the lights in the Paradise Pavilion, and a dazzling sun rose outside the door.

Chu Zihang directly opened the way with Junyan, and the violent and high-temperature fireball blasted directly into the black-clothed crowd holding various firearms and weapons.

"boom!"

Jun Yan detonated more than a dozen pachinko machines. The huge number of betting steel balls inside were wrapped in high temperature and powerful kinetic energy, turning into weapons no less deadly than pistol bullets and flying everywhere.

Nearly ten men in black were blown into pitch-black charcoal by this blow.

Lu Mingfei opened the door to the VIP room with his sword, but there was no one inside.

There is nothing else except a table and two chairs. If this is the mandala inviting people to come here to help them realize their wishes, it would be too simple.

"Nothing at all?"

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly and walked around the wall with a sword in one hand. The edge of the Jingyue sword cut through the four walls of the VIP room like tofu.

But there are no hidden secret passages or secret rooms in the room, so the possibility of the king's general escaping is unlikely.

"So this stop is over?"

Lu Mingfei still expressed doubts. With the heretical level of cunning, there should be more than just three bodies. It is very possible that there are such replacement bodies in other places.

He couldn't help but think of the information about "Gloya". That heretic also reappeared the next day after being "killed". This might have something in common with the general's ability.

Moreover, when knocking on the two pieces of rotten wood, General Wang also said that "that woman" told him that Lu Mingfei was the one who escaped from "there".

Then, his thoughts went back to the Sacred Heart Maria Hospital more than ten days ago, where the heretic doctor also said something about "that woman."

There is no doubt that "that woman" refers to Gloria.

"That damn heretic, can't you tell me clearly who is who and where? He is always the Riddler."

Lu Mingfei was a little angry.

Since there is nothing here, there is no need for him to continue to waste time here. It is better to go out and help the brothers purify the remaining heretics.

"Since the kings and generals are no longer here, why don't we sit down and chat for a while."

someone whispered.

The blade of Jingyue's sword instantly swept towards the source of the sound - at some point, a boy suddenly appeared in the VIP room, sitting on the coffee table in front of Lu Mingfei.

"Hello, Lord Angel."

The handsome boy said with a smile, his tone neither humble nor arrogant, even though the sharp edge of the sword in the opponent's hand was only a few hairs away from his throat.

His clear and tranquil eyes stared at Lu Mingfei, "This is our first meeting, please take care of me."

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Lu Mingfei asked coldly, not letting down his guard because of the other party's beautiful image.

"I am a girl now. I am here to cooperate with you."

the boy said with a smile.

"Cooperation? We don't know each other, what can we do to cooperate?"

Lu Mingfei removed the sword edge from the boy's throat.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Deafening gunshots were heard outside the door, and a fierce melee was taking place in the hall of the Paradise Pavilion.

Chu Zihang and Fingel were busy dealing with the enhanced men in black. Fingel held the golden-red blood-tear wing-painted repeating bolter and sprayed out deadly rounds one after another. Metal storm bomb.

"Kill the general completely."

Yuan Jingnu said softly.