Chapter 124 Beat up Yuan Zhisheng

"Dad, you really left a mess for me..."

Yuan Zhisheng sighed softly in his heart and silently grabbed the spider cutter and boy cutter beside him.

Even he himself found it very ridiculous that half of the gods in Tokyo were destroyed just by waking up. They, a group of people who were even prepared to "break the jade into pieces", actually had the nerve to go to the person who killed the gods to ask for the dragon bone cross.

That kind of thing is enough for hybrids to start World War III, but they want to buy it for 100 billion yen.

But it's ridiculous. Now that Tachibana Masamune is suddenly ill, he will temporarily take over the position of head of family. Now that I sit in this position, I have to think about the entire Sheqi family.

If Lu Mingfei really wanted to kill everyone here, even if he was defeated, he would have to bite the bullet.

"Lu Jun, please calm down... We definitely didn't mean to offend you..."

Sakurai Nanami's charming face flushed, and she spoke with difficulty under the pressure of cold murderous intent.

"You should feel lucky...if it were me in the past, you would have already gone to meet your ancestors."

Lu Mingfei turned his head, Jingyue lowered his sword slightly, and the invisible killing intent dissipated.

He did not use the intimidation method of the alien bloodline, because he had just received the emperor's holy blessing not long ago, so it would be a bit blasphemous.

"This keel belongs only to the Weeping Angels Chapter. I'm not here to discuss business with you."

Lu Mingfei glanced around the family heads coldly, "You have only one choice, and that is to surrender."

"Surrender..."

The expressions of all the family heads darkened.

Being surrendered by a sixteen-year-old boy holding a sword at the sword was a great shame and humiliation for the Sheqi family.

Inuyama Ga looked at the boy with the shining golden light in his eyes, as if he saw Hilbert Jean Angers, who single-handedly defeated the eight Sheqi families with absolute violence sixty-one years ago.

However, the former was killed together with the gods sleeping in the night food plains. Not only the Sheqi family was defeated, but also the entire history of Japanese hybrids.

"The eight Sheqi families are now under the control of Kassel Academy under the Secret Party."

Fuma Kotaro said in a deep voice. The old man known as the "King of Ninja" put away all his sharpness in front of Lu Mingfei.

"There is no need for you to immediately rupture your relationship with Kassel, because the Weeping Angels Chapter is also currently under the name of Kassel Academy."

Lu Mingfei said, "You just need to secretly provide the Weeping Angels with the necessary financial and material support."

Although these people are carrying the unclean blood of the alien, it would be a pity to purify them all like this. They still manage considerable power.

The development of a battle group needs the support of powerful forces. Otherwise, a ship-based battle group like the Lamenters, whose wealth has been used by the Mechanicum since the founding of the Cursed Army until now, will be poor and miserable, while a ship-based battle group like the Salamanders will be miserable. A war group that has a long history and can make its own equipment will never be able to use a chain sword for more than ten years.

Lu Mingfei also heard from the chapter leader that a mysterious chapter even had an entire Forge World planet to provide them with weapons and equipment. This made him, who had just become an Astartes, wear a set of power armor pieced together from various models. Very shocked.

So it is better to let them work for the Weeping Angel first, and then deal with the situation later.

"Then can you protect our Sheqi family?"

The head of the Ryoma family said, this man who looked like he was going through a mid-life crisis looked unexpectedly calm at this moment.

He is a potential "military force" of the eight Sheqi families. He was temporarily recruited by the Japanese Self-Defense Forces through a special process and became a "first-class air sergeant" in the Self-Defense Forces Reserves. This military rank is equivalent to a colonel in other countries.

When necessary, the head of the Ryoma family can even mobilize the air force of the Self-Defense Forces.

"shelter?"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, "As long as you are useful enough, the Weeping Angels will naturally not abandon their tools."

The heads of the five lower families of the eight Sheqi families were silent until Yuan Zhisheng spoke softly:

"Lu Jun... please give us some time to discuss. This matter must be reported to Mr. Ju."

"Okay, but you don't have the conditions to bargain with me."

Lu Mingfei nodded. Now that he had enough time, he was not afraid of any evil intentions of these people.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Yuan Zhisheng stood up with two knives in hand and called out to him:

"Sorry, Mr. Lu... there is one more thing I want to discuss with you."

"About your brother?"

Lu Mingfei stopped and stared at this man who was somewhat similar to Yuan Zhennu, but there was no hint of femininity in him, only masculinity and unyieldingness between his brows.

"Yes... this matter only represents me personally and has nothing to do with the Sheqi family."

Yuan Zhisheng's face was solemn, "Zhinu is a rare evil ghost in the world. He killed many people when he was young. I thought I had killed him... but I don't know why he came back to life."

"I would like to ask you to hand him over to the Sheqi Eight Family."

"no."

Lu Mingfei refused flatly, "His speech spirit should be very useful to the battle group, and he must stay in the battle group to atone for the crimes he committed."

"Atonement..."

Yuan Zhisheng repeated this word in a low voice, and then silently pulled out the two ancient swords of Doji Kiri and Spider.

His momentum changed in an instant, the bones in his body crackled and exploded, as if some strange change had occurred, and blazing golden lava flowed from his eyes.

For a moment, the eyes of the other family heads shone with a light of hope. They knew Yuan Zhisheng's identity and power - but the light disappeared immediately.

But even King Bai was pulled off the throne by that boy. How long can Yuan Zhisheng hold on in Lu Mingfei's hands?

Lu Mingfei didn't say anything. He pulled Jingyue completely from the floor, and a pair of hazy light wings appeared behind him.

For this bunch of dishonest hybrids, only actions can replace verbal intimidation and teach them a lesson that they dare not disobey orders.

"Please don't be impulsive, Director Yuan!"

Miyamoto Shixiong hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him. He had witnessed Lu Mingfei's power to slay a dragon with his own eyes. Those light wings seemed to represent the will of a certain supreme being.

Only then did he remember Lu Mingfei's file information. The so-called "Death Angel" was not the name of a secondary disease.

Yuan Zhisheng ignored the head of the Miyamoto family. His eyes stared at Lu Mingfei, and the spider and boy Anzang shone coldly.

Fear is not the proper emotion for "Amaterasu".

And it's not impossible to win... maybe it wasn't Lu Mingfei who killed King Bai? After all, after the head of the Miyamoto family left, no one knew what happened in Yoshinohara.

He thought to himself, and the figure disappeared instantly.

Accompanied by the extremely high speed of the extremely dangerous Yanling. Wang Quan, an invisible force descended from the sky and locked Lu Mingfei. Yuan Zhisheng and his two legendary ghost-slaying swords turned into a deadly meat mincer. machine!

Keel state! The super mixed breed of the eight Sheqi families is born!

Not many people know that the bloodline of the Japanese mixed race comes from the White King, and the only ones who know about the existence of the "Emperor" are the heads of the Sheqi Eighth Family.

According to the knowledge possessed by European and American hybrids, the maximum proportion of dragon blood in a hybrid's body cannot exceed 50%. If one crosses that threshold, one's personality will be swallowed up by the dragon's tyrannical thoughts, and there is a danger of degenerating into a deadpool.

But the Japanese mixed race can break this boundary. Their bloodline comes from the White King who controls spiritual power. The inherited spiritual talent ensures that their sanity will not be eroded and swallowed.

Yuan Zhisheng belongs to one of the "super hybrids". It can even be said that he is a humanoid dragon, but there is a sentimental heart hidden inside.

Time flew by, and when the family heads present reacted again, they saw that Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng had already touched each other. The swords collided with each other and were in a stalemate. The tips of their noses were almost touching, and golden light erupted from both pairs. The confrontation between his eyes sparkled with dazzling sparks.

"Does your spirit also increase gravity in this way?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The gravity shackles that oppressed him can be said to be as light as nothing compared to the power released by the White King Alien.

After leaving the Night Food Plain, the Holy Glory given by the Emperor did not dissipate directly, but was integrated into Lu Mingfei's body, further cleansing and strengthening his body.

Yuan Zhisheng did not dare to be careless. After the confrontation, the ridiculous thoughts in his mind had disappeared. He must go all out.

But then he had no chance to attack.

Lu Mingfei twisted the hilt of the sword and waved Jingyue's slender blade with one hand, drawing a graceful arc in the air. Yuan Zhisheng had no choice but to lift the spider cutter to block the deadly sharp blade, but with the other hand The boy Che Yasuna who was holding tightly inside was snatched away by the opponent at a very fast speed!

The legendary ghost-slaying sword was thrown away by Lu Mingfei casually. He had no intention of using it. The gorgeous cyan brilliance began to condense and form on the sword body. Jingyue's alchemy field had been opened, and an attack like a storm came.

Yuan Zhisheng parried thirty-seven times in some embarrassment. The top of his head, his left ribs, his right chest... Others present couldn't see clearly the movements of their weapons. They could only see the flash of light like the stars and the moon. The light of the sword, the harsh sound and the flickering fire and silver flowers made when the swords and swords clashed.

Even the head of the Inuyama family, who was watching the battle, was trying hard to calm down his emotions at this moment, but the cold sweat that kept flowing from his forehead exposed the turmoil in his heart.

His word spirit is Setsuna, which represents the speed of the world. He has always prided himself on being "the strongest Setsuna user in the world".

But Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng's speed seemed to have reached "sixth level sixty-four times speed", and they did not need the blessing of the spirit. They were fighting with their own physical fitness and strength.

Yuan Zhisheng has never faced such an opponent, but for the person who is suspected of killing King Bai, such strength can only be regarded as normal. Lu Mingfei is faster than him, and Yuan Zhisheng cannot counterattack or attack forcefully. To reverse the crisis, eye-catching blood splashes continued to spurt out from his solid dragon body.