Chapter 170 Determining the Winner

"It looks like it's over below. It's really resolute, don't you think?" Liu Zhong hovered above the sea of ​​clouds, closing his eyes and showing an expression of enjoyment.

Samson's dragon roar resounded through the sky, sad and sharp.

Constantine looked at the ground with uneasiness in his eyes.

He flapped his wings like a sharp arrow and sprinted towards the ground.

In an instant, he broke through the sound barrier, but what followed was the limp sword. The sword fire splashed out, and his figure was bounced away.

"Rage"'s broad blade, which is half a man's height, is unable to do anything to the weak-looking soft sword. The thin blade is slender and smooth, as if it can be broken with just a slight force, but After being slashed several times, it was still unscathed, not even a single crack appeared, and it still looked as ordinary as it was originally seen.

This sword obviously does not have the gorgeous decoration of alchemical inscriptions, and it is far less thick than "Rage", but when it is swung, tens of millions of people come towards it, shaking the mountains.

"Brother." Anxiety appeared in Constantine's eyes. He parried the Xiuba Sword's attack, flicked it away, and disappeared into the clouds with a movement of his body.

But he was blocked again. The sword was like a piece of candy that couldn't be shaken off. It stuck to his body. No matter where he went, it would definitely follow him in the next moment.

"Get out of the way!" Constantine shouted loudly, and the machete was pulled out in a huge arc, cutting out a sharp airflow visible to the naked eye.

"You have really changed a lot. You dare to talk to me in such a tone." A mocking laugh came from above.

Constantine didn't reply. He frowned and continued to dive.

But that annoying soft sword once again stood in front of him.

"I said get out of the way!" Constantine was finally angry. He squeezed the handle of the "furious" knife, and a violent pulse came from the knife, echoing with the dragon's heart beating in his chest, making a more powerful beating sound. .

His speed suddenly increased, and the membrane wings fanned out violent airflow, briefly creating a vacuum area in place.

The thick broad-bladed sword split into countless afterimages, and unimaginable crazy slashes poured onto the slender sword.

The scales on Constantine's body opened, and all the muscles contracted, like a taut spring being released, and the power of a giant dragon poured out through this small body.

"Rage" can exponentially improve the physical ability of the holder in a short period of time. When used on a dragon king, the two words "fury" are vividly interpreted. When you see this scene, you will understand it immediately. The angry-looking deity.

The two figures collided in the middle of the clouds. Every time the blades touched, bright sparks like thunder and lightning burst out.

Constantine's vertical pupils were burning with flames, and the fire elements in the air quickly gathered around him. However, the next moment, other elements broke in, disrupting the cluster of fire elements.

The turbulence of the elements was unleashed in the sky, with lightning and thunder, like a typhoon mixed with storm, and a huge hole was drilled out of the clouds.

But even in such a crazy battle, the slender sword did not break and remained strong. It was obvious that even his master was injured.

Hot dragon blood dripped from the broken scales. Both Constantine and Liu Zhong were injured. Constantine's scales had many holes, while Liu Zhong's scales looked like they had been broken by a hammer. Like a crab shell, it breaks into tiny dregs and burrows into the flesh.

"I really didn't expect that you could actually fight me to this point." Liu Zhong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "You have indeed become a little more like a warrior, rather than someone holding a sharp sword but not A kid who knows how to use it.”

Constantine breathed the air and looked at his hideous body covered in blood.

He has never fought like this before. Although he has the power of a king, he has never conquered the four directions like a king.

His brother always stood in front of him. He only needed to follow his brother's command, close his eyes and release the spirit of speech, that was enough.

He had never picked up the butcher's knife to chop off the fragile heads of the humans who had been tied up by his brother.

Whenever he showed a scared expression, closed his eyes, and picked up the knife tremblingly, his brother would lament and burn it to ashes instantly with flames.

As long as there is no blood and no screams of the dead, he can stay by his brother's side with peace of mind. This has always been the case, with his brother always standing in front, and he can calmly wait for the day when he will be eaten.

As long as my brother becomes complete, all difficulties will surely be solved.

But now, he is alone.

"I know that you are actually extremely stubborn. As long as it is something you believe in, you will not change it no matter what happens. You have always resisted change." The tip of Xiuba Sword pointed at Constantine's eyebrows, " How could they think you are weak? The Dragon King's heart has always been hidden deep in your heart. You have always been complete, but you are unwilling to accept it. In fact, it is your turn to devour Norton. This is the best solution, and you It’s the better of the twins, Norton, but it’s your imperfection.”

"Don't speak ill of your brother!" Constantine stared angrily.

"Look below, Constantine, your proud brother has fallen." Liu Zhong said with a joking smile.

Constantine looked down in disbelief.

Norton lay on the ground, his withered body looking sickly pale.

Samson was still fighting with the unknown human being, and it howled as if blaming itself.

"Brother!" Constantine dived down as if losing his mind. At the same time, the tip of the sword penetrated his chest, and his figure suddenly stopped.

"It's so pitiful. As soon as your inner pillar falls, you become that timid child again." The voice echoed in my ears.

"You liar" Constantine glared at him angrily.

The long sword was slowly pulled out from the dragon bone cross, and the sword was stained with blood.

"No, I have never been a liar. I said you will be relieved."

Liu Zhong held Constantine's body down. He slowly knelt down and placed Constantine next to Norton.

"Hey, isn't it over yet? It's just you." He took in a lot of air and looked tired.

"I can't break through its defense at all." Fingel said helplessly: "This guy's skin is too hard. It's useless if I hit it."

"It's really useless, use this." Liu Zhong threw the Xiuba Sword at his waist, "End it quickly, remember to take the egg with you."

Fengel took the Xiuba sword, which seemed to be as heavy as a mountain. He almost lost his grip.

"Holy crap, why is this thing so heavy!" He held the hilt of the sword with both hands to control this mediocre sword. "You can still fly with such a heavy thing?"

However, no one behind him responded. Liu Zhong, or Lu Mingze, also fell down next to Lu Mingfei.

The hideous wounds caused by the Seven Deadly Sins were all over his body.

"Good guy, am I the only one left?" Fingel looked at the giant dragon in front of him, "Then let me try to see if I can take advantage of this sword."

Black flames climbed to the silver sword, and the black sword light greatly extended the distance between the blades. However, the black light could only cover the outside of the sword body, but could not dye the sword black.

"Such a domineering sword?" Fingel looked at Xiu Ba Sword in surprise.

Samson looked up to the sky and roared, and pounced towards Fingel.

"You don't have martial ethics! Make a sneak attack!" Fengel jumped out of the way.

But Samson's target was not him at all. It opened its bloody mouth, and a giant dragon gnawed at the mud, swallowing the brass jar and the mud into its belly. Then it immediately flapped its wings and tried to escape.

"I didn't expect that a big man like you would actually play dirty!" Fingel shouted: "Leave the egg! Don't leave!"

He raised the sword with both hands and jumped towards Samson's back.

The black sword light seemed to cut through the space, and a deep ravine was cut out of the dragon's back, as if it was burned by flames. The scales melted and turned into a sticky green-black paint.

The pained Samson fell to the ground, and Fingel jumped to his neck and plunged his sword deep into his spinal cord.

He pushed Xiuba Sword and ran toward the dragon's tail. Pieces of his spine split under the blade, and a line of blood spurted out. Just like an old ox plowing a field, a deeper chasm appeared on the dragon's back.

The dragon howled crazily, as if it had suffered unspeakable torture.

This is indeed the case. The important organs hidden in the spinal cord of this reptile have been destroyed. For such a huge next-generation species, there are only two vital parts, the brain and the spinal cord. Even if its heart is pierced, it can still move for a long time. , and can even recover, but as long as the spinal cord is scratched, all the nerves it uses to control the body will be destroyed, and since most of the nerves are concentrated in the spine, when they are destroyed, you will feel unimaginable severe pain.

Cassel's "Dragon Body Structure" theoretically stated this, but no human being has ever been able to break the dragon scales by violent means. Fingel can be said to be the first person to put the theory into practice.

This restless dragon finally lost its voice and became calm.

"I am the winner of the real-person 3V3." The black flames disappeared, and Fingel came to the dragon's huge mouth, grabbing its upper and lower jaws and pulling them apart.

It was dark inside, with mud and weeds visible, but the brass jar was nowhere to be seen.

"It's better to catch a tiger's den than a tiger's den." Fingel looked serious, took a deep breath, buried his head, and crawled into Samson's mouth.

The sun was shining and there was a gentle breeze.

Lu Mingfei quietly looked at the farmland from a bird's eye view.

He was thinking about why he came here. He had maintained this perspective for a while, and he didn't know what kind of state he was in.

He was unable to shift his perspective, nor could he feel the existence of his body. Apart from vision and hearing, he seemed to have completely lost his ability to perceive the external environment.

Is this dead? Turned into a wisp of soul wandering between heaven and earth?

But shouldn't the wandering soul be "as vast as Feng Xu riding the wind, not knowing where it stops; as fluttering as if left alone in the world, emerging as an immortal and ascending to immortality"? Why can't he even move?

While I was thinking this, my perspective suddenly moved and became bumpy.

A hoe fell into view, and a pair of hands, like those of a child, very immature.

Lu Mingfei felt like he was playing an immersive virtual reality game. He seemed to be possessed by someone. He should be a farmer. Judging from the height of the viewing angle and the size of his hands, he should be young, about ten years old. look like.

Were you thinking about life when you were sitting by the field just now?

At a young age, I have to go to the fields to do farm work. Looking around, it seems that there is no one to help me, and my life seems to be very difficult.

Lu Mingfei could understand this feeling very well. He thought of the time when he was sitting on the rooftop and looking into the distance. Inexplicably, he felt the same way.

"This is also a child who has a hard life. It's much harder than when I was a child."

The perspective shifted to the farmland. "He" raised the hoe and swung it down hard to cultivate the overgrown farmland.

After a long time, the weeds in half of the field were removed. "He" sat on the edge of the field again, looked at the farmland, and sighed.

"It's such a hard work, it's really tiring."

Lu Mingfei felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Brother, lunch is ready. Let's go back to my uncle's house for dinner." A young female voice came.

A cute little girl comes into view, about 8 or 9 years old.

"good."

"He" put away his hoe, walked over and walked side by side with the little girl.

"Brother, are you tired from going to the fields?"

"It's okay, I'm not tired."

"My uncle adopted us, why does my brother still want to farm?"

"Sister, when our father was here, he was at least a county magistrate, and no matter how bad he was, he was still an official. But now that our father is buried, the four of us brothers have nothing to rely on. If it weren't for my uncle's adoption, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to eat. Uncle Now I have resigned from the county magistrate's post and am making a living by farming. I will learn some farm work from you so that I can help out."

Lu Mingfei thought to himself that this was a really good boy, he knew how to be grateful, and even though he was relying on others, this boy was much more sensible than he was when he was a child.

"But brother Liu Boxheng said that we are the orthodox members of the Han Dynasty, and we have to make some achievements like Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty to live up to our reputation as descendants of the Han Dynasty."

"There are so many descendants of the Han Dynasty. Isn't our uncle also a descendant of the Han Dynasty? He is still a commoner farming. If we don't farm, we won't have anything to eat in the future. Don't listen to big brother's nonsense."

"Oh." The little girl responded half-understanding.

The perspective entered a dirt yard, surrounded by a fence as high as one person. There were water tanks and firewood in the yard, as well as axes for chopping wood and sickles for harvesting. These tools were all covered with rust and were old.

The yard is quite big, with five or six mud houses.

The table was placed in the courtyard, and several dishes were placed on the table. They were all vegetarian dishes, with no meat in sight.

Including the person possessed by Lu Mingfei, a total of eight people sat at the dining table to eat and pick up food.

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei already knew who the person he possessed was.

Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, Liu Xiu, was still in his childhood.

This time should be when Liu Xiu's father had just passed away.

After his father died when he was nine years old, he and his siblings were adopted by his uncle Liu Liang and lived a farming life.

Liu Liang also served as a county magistrate many years ago, but he has retired now. He has two sons. Suddenly there are four more people in the family. It must be a lot of pressure to eat, but he takes good care of the four Liu Xiu and even Later Liu Xiu was able to go to Chang'an to study.

Thanks to "Insect Brick" for the 100-point reward, and "Xunzhi" for the 100-point reward.

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I've been having a bit of insomnia these days. I haven't fallen asleep at 2 or 3 o'clock for several days. I'll probably have to wait until later for more updates.

Currently, 22,000 has been repaid and 46,000 is still owed.