My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 315 315. Avengers (4)

Chu Zihang looked at the sudden reinforcements in surprise. His mind had been on Angers and he did not see Fingel's position in the air. The words of the Flame Dragon Slayer were obviously meant for him. Said.

Black flames enveloped Fingel, undulating like waves, the color resembled a Chinese master's landscape painting, and the Dark Killing Flame Demon Sword drew a dark arc. Li Yuanhao casually snapped his fingers at Fingel, and the air at her fingertips suddenly distorted, like a bullet ready to go, making a fighter jet-like whistle along the way and heading towards Fingel.

Fengel, like Chu Zihang, couldn't see that kind of attack. He could only activate the Bronze Throne and hold the Mingsha Balrog Sword in front of him. The invisible air bomb hit the Mingsha Balrog Sword and exploded with an astonishing tornado. , rolled up all the viaduct fragments and threw them into the sea.

Fingel, who was in the eye of the storm, should have had the same fate as those things, but he actually withstood this high speed, but the kinetic energy of his fall was reduced. The black flames of the Dark Killing Flame Demon Sword were like mountains in the wind. It is raised and can weaken the power of the strong wind wherever it goes.

He turned his body, the black knife arced into a circle, and slashed towards Li Yuanhao's neck. The knife was almost successful, but in the end he was forcibly stopped just one finger away from Li Yuanhao's skin. Fingel felt that he had indeed hit something, but he couldn't see it. Considering the power of the King of Sky and Wind, it was probably something like an air wall.

Despite the double protection of the blade and body, Fingel still felt as if he had just hugged a cannonball that exploded in his chest, and his ribs ached.

Fingel knows better than anyone how strong the Bronze Throne is. Blocking bullets and cannonballs is a trivial matter. He doesn't even shake. But he actually gets hurt when faced with Li Yuanhao's casual attack. That kind of invisible attack. Just like a heavy sniper rifle, it has extremely high initial speed and penetration. If it didn't emit a sound, it would be impossible to realize the timely defense.

Li Yuanhao grabbed the tail of his broken bone, pulled off the half of the bone, and held it separately in his hands. The wind blade as sharp as a machine tool rotated around the bone, whittling the bone into sharp spikes with a thin lock in the middle. The bones of the buckle are connected in series, resembling a so-called chain gun.

She grabbed the chain in the middle and threw this unique weapon. It seemed to be only about 2 meters, but when it extended out, the interlocking locks in the middle would expand again, continuing to extend its length. . Under the guidance of the wind duct, the bone chain gun completely violated the laws of physics. Like a twisted white snake, it wrapped around Fingel more than ten times in an instant, and then immediately shrank.

At that moment, Fingel saw clearly that the lock was covered with tiny needle-like sharp teeth. This kind of thing would be like a saw. Once it touched the body, Li Yuanhao pulled one end of the chain gun. After a dozen turns, it was enough. Cut any flesh into slices, along with the bones inside.

The Mingsha Yan Demon Sword slashed across the chain, making a sound as clear as tempered steel. The chain actually didn't move at all. It was clear that what Chu Zihang could cut with one slash before was now harder than dragon scales!

Fingel was heartbroken. He was too showy when he appeared on the stage, which completely attracted Li Yuanhao's attention. However, how many tricks this guy has have not been exposed at all. Faced with such a Dragon King, I don't know if the Bronze Throne can stand up to him. Live.

Jun Yan exploded on Li Yuanhao's back. Chu Zihang seized the momentary opportunity for Li Yuanhao to divert his attention. The hot air waves hit her back with a hissing sound, but it only made her stumble forward. , the chain gun's shrinking speed is slower.

Fingel used the Dark Killing Balrog Knife to pick up a chain of locks. The black sword light greatly extended the length of the blade. The chain finally succeeded in trapping him, and the spikes penetrated his body, like thousands of fine thorns. of acupuncture. The Mingsha Flame Demon Sword rotated around more chains. Relying on the hardness of the bronze throne, Fingel used his own body as a fulcrum. His face flushed, he roared and exerted force, and he just pried the chains away from his body to create a gap. Then it got bigger and bigger, and he twisted his body, as if he was trying to take off the tights on his body, taking off the weapon from his body bit by bit, and jumped out, trying to keep as much distance as possible from Li Yuanhao.

"This woman is difficult to deal with!" Fingel spat on the ground. He was covered in blood. Although he looked very bad, in the state of the Bronze Throne, he was like a Super Saiyan. Extraordinarily resistant to blows, even if the hair is not fixed with hairspray, it can still look truly angry and full of visual impact.

He planned to cooperate with Chu Zihang, and if he attacked rashly again, he would probably suffer big losses just like before. Li Yuanhao looked at them coldly. She could probably guess what Fingel was thinking, but she didn't care. Her body hadn't fully recovered yet, and it still needed some time. Fingel didn't dare to rush to attack, and she was happy to delay it. , time is important to both parties.

"Are you... Fingel?" Chu Zihang asked a little hesitantly. This feeling was like the genius Uchiha Sasuke saw Naruto Uzumaki, the crane tail in the class, and suddenly took out the Rasengan and Nine-Tailed Transformation, and became more... I'm pretty awesome myself. Of course, Chu Zihang was not a person who would be jealous of talented people in this kind of thing. He just felt that this scene was a bit too outrageous and he couldn't accept it. I think most people were like him and were already familiar with that mean guy on the Night Watch forum. administrator.

"...No, I am the Flame Dragon Slayer! The Japanese hero who roars when he sees injustice on the road!" Fingel answered with a singer-like bass in a pinched voice. The KFC paper bag seemed to be glued and still firmly attached to it. On his head, "Have you seen Kamen Rider?"

"You are Fingel."

"Who is Fingel? I've never heard of it. This name is too low, and it's not suitable for a big shot like me. They already said I'm a Kamen Rider."

"Stop pretending, you're still wearing Gao Tianyuan's suit. It's a custom-made one from the store, with your name written on it." Chu Zihang pointed at the corner of Fingel's suit that was flying around in order not to mess it up when he sent it to the wash. Damn it, the clothes in Gao Tianyuan's store are all labeled with the owner of the clothes.

Fingel glanced down... and cursed SHIT in a low voice, but decided that he would not be afraid of boiling water until the end.

"You want to believe that I am Qin Shihuang, but you don't believe that I am the Flame Dragon Slayer?" He tore off the label that read Hercules, which was his nickname in Gaotianyuan.

Chu Zihang shook his head, his face clearly written with disbelief. Now Fingel completely lost his temper. As a campus paparazzi, he certainly knew the virtues of his paparazzi target. From a distance, he still found such a man quite cute. But when the victim became himself, he knew how bad the mood of the girls in the college must be when facing Chu Zihang. Even if you whispered in his ear that I bought a very sexy swimsuit ten thousand times, The next day you played volleyball with him on the beach, and he would still smash you into the ground and pick up the ball with no expression on his face.

"Who the hell do you care who I am!" Fingel no longer wants to tangle with President Lionheart. He is not a gay. He only came to help out of favor for his classmates. After all, he has never been gay. Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei had a lot of money from hot spots, and the paparazzi also knew how to repay kindness, "I obviously don't have to jump out, but I stand with you now, making it clear that I am yours , do you still need to ask so many questions! Throw the principal aside and pick up your knife! Otherwise everyone will be finished!"

Ange's face was pale. The sequelae of the blood explosion and the bone still inserted in his chest made him unable to do anything else. His whole body was as soft as a puddle of mud. He tried his best to pat Chu Zihang's shoulder and signal Chu Zihang. Zihang did as he was told, fighting behind his back would only be a burden to Chu Zihang.

The principal himself said so. Chu Zihang had no choice but to lean Angers against the guardrail of the viaduct with Augustus in his left hand and Murasame in his right. Regardless of whether the comrade beside him was Fingel or the real Flame Dragon Slayer, there was What he said was right. If Li Yuanhao was not killed, everyone would be doomed. Angers killed her brother, and the King of Sky and Wind had reason to avenge his brother.

In the dim vision, Angers vaguely saw the figure of Fingel's bronze throne. He was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that dazzling figure many years ago, always followed by countless elites, like a new era of dragon slayers. It will be opened in the hands of this young man. At that time, Angers was full of expectations for this young man, just as he valued Lu Mingfei now.

"Brother, your weapons are a bit behind the times." Fingel glanced at Chu Zihang's two knives, "In what era are you still playing with antiques? Now everyone is popular with alchemy weapons."

"I know, but no one taught me, and I don't know how to use it." Chu Zihang admitted his shortcomings frankly. Recalling Lu Mingfei's light saber and Percy's words, it's no wonder that on that rainy night on the viaduct , Curayu in the hands of a man will be as powerful as a rainbow, and the knife will see blood. Curayu in Chu Tianjiao's hands and in his own hands are completely different.

"Please let me have a look," Fingel said.

Chu Zihang handed Murasame to Fingel. Facing the Flame Dragon Slayer who jumped out to help at the critical moment, Chu Zihang gave absolute trust. As for Augustus Chu Zihang, he still held it in his hand. It was the knife lent to him by Passi, and the temporary user did not have the authority to dispose of it at will.

"With such a heavy smell of blood, I really don't know how many evil ghosts I have killed and how many bloody battles of life and death I have experienced. But a knife like this is a good knife. Putting it in a museum for people to watch, that is a good example of a knife. The greatest blasphemy, they were born to kill enemies." Fingel raised Murasame, looked around its blade, and said with a smile, "Hello! Murasame!"

The air vibrated strangely. Fingel's words were like some kind of magical spell, activating the sleeping sword soul in the sword. Fine dew seeped out from Murasame's sword, washing away the bloodstains of Deadpool and those rice wives. The electric lines actually came to life, growing along the blade and even the handle, and finally attached to Fingel's fingers holding the knife.

"No, I am not your master." Fingel smiled. He was very satisfied with Murasame's performance. Although the alchemy form has never been activated, Chu Zihang has held it through life and death countless times.

He threw the knife to Chu Zihang again, and Chu Zihang held it in the air. His whole body shivered. This feeling was like the protagonist in a martial arts novel who suddenly had access to the Ren and Du channels and transformed into a martial arts wizard.

Chu Zihang could feel the dragon blood in his body resonated with Murasame. The rice lines on the blade stained the back of his hand, and then slowly disappeared, as if it had penetrated into his skin. The right hand holding the knife did not need to be particularly tense. You can control it naturally.

In his mind, he gradually recalled the sword skills his father Chu Tianjiao used on rainy nights, sweeping across the wilderness and swallowing up mountains and rivers, as if every sword could cut through the rain curtain. It was something completely different from the sword skills of the Children's Palace. It definitely had a tradition. The teachings of famous teachers. That man never taught him any fighting skills until he died. He only left Chu Zihang the knife inserted in the Maybach. But Murasame, as a sword, remembered Chu Tianjiao's sword skills. When he woke up, In an instant, all the movements of swinging the knife in the past were handed over to him.

So is this the last thing you left behind? You keep saying that Kassel is a bastard place and it would be better not to go there if possible, but in your heart you really want me to join the academy, right? Because you know that I am the same person as you, when you decided to stay, you prepared this knife, and you believed that I would hold it again to accomplish what you failed to do.

If you were still alive at this moment, you would definitely laugh and pat me on the shoulder, saying that I know better than anyone else what kind of products I produce, and you are full of pride, right? You act like that every time you hold my report card. Although I always say that I don’t like your behavior, in fact, I really like to see you waving my report card. You are always excited at that time. Jumping around like a big kid.

At this moment, Chu Zihang was rarely full of confidence. In fact, he had never thought too highly of himself, but he just tried his best every time. But now he holds up Murasame high, and the splashing raindrops in the sky fall into his golden eyes. He believes that he can chop off anyone's head with Murasame!

"Thank you, Flame Dragon Slayer." Chu Zihang said.

"You finally believe that I am a passing hero." Fingel, no, he is the Flame Dragon Slayer. He took out a cigar from his suit pocket and lit it with the black flame of the Dark Killing Balrog Sword. This shows that the black flames are not a visual special effect, but truly have the nature of flames, but they have no warmth at all, as if they have been dead for a long time.

"Here comes the sword." The Flame Dragon Slayer said calmly, holding a cigar between his fingers.

Something broke through the air behind him and hit him. Chu Zihang turned around alertly and saw Fury flying past his scalp, whipping up the strong wind, and stabbed into the road in front of the Flame Dragon Slayer, followed by Arrogance, and then It's jealousy, laziness, greed, and gluttony. The six seven deadly sins seem to have been summoned by the emperor, and every sound represents the arrival of a new blade.