Constantine has already waved his claws, because he is not as fast as the boy, so he always needs to make some predictions, but this time he seems to have made a mistake in his predictions.

The young man jumped up, and his black hair, which had grown longer due to the violent blood, was blown wildly by the strong wind, and the sharp claws of death almost touched his scalp, as if dancing on the edge of a knife.

The black sword light flashed out, and Constantine's right forearm was broken from the middle. The figure of the young man flashed across Constantine's shocked eyes. At this time, the opponent was level with his dragon head. In the short time gap, he

I saw the young man's expression now.

The young man was laughing, with a crazy and bloodthirsty smile.

He is enjoying this dance with death!

It was too late to be shocked. The young man stretched his arms, and the black giant blade passed over his upper body. It was coming, a left diagonal slash from top to bottom!

Constantine suppressed the panic in his heart. His resilience was very strong. It was not a fatal mistake just now. But when he realized that his first attack failed, the dragon's tail like a divine whip was already carrying the death weapon.

The wind is coming.

The boy's single sword did increase his attack power, but he couldn't use the sword to defend one side while using the other hand to chop himself.

He has already thought about the next battle process. He wants to knock the boy away from the bottom up. This height is only more than a hundred meters away from the dome. After the opponent pauses for a moment after being hit towards the dome, he can keep up with him and directly

Launching continuous attacks, forcing the young man to confront him head-on!

But the next moment, a ridiculous feeling emerged in Constantine's heart. The human boy in front of him actually released his left hand at the moment before drawing the sword, and stretched it downwards. At the same time, his body shape was adjusted in the air by the huge black blade.

From this posture, from this angle, the boy should be cut off at the waist by his dragon tail!

The sounds of bones breaking and scales being pierced sounded almost simultaneously. At this moment, even the Flame King, who was already familiar with fighting, was horrified by the boy's madness.

He grabbed the bone spur on the dragon's tail with his hand!

Under the strong force, the bones of the young man's left arm were shattered, the scales were broken, and the bone spurs scratched the upper end of the bent arm, leaving a piece of flesh and blood, but the hand held it so tightly, like an evil spirit.

The wolf bites the throat of its prey!

The dragon's tail swung upwards, but the boy was not knocked away. Instead, with the inertia of the swing, his right arm expanded like never before. The black giant blade drew a beautiful arc in the air, slashing towards Kang with ferocious murderous intent.

Standing's neck.

At the last moment, Constantine reacted, and regardless of the damage to his bones and muscles, he forcibly reversed the path of the dragon's tail, but the knife still hit the target. The dragon's blood rose into the sky, and under the strong pressure of the carotid artery, it turned red.

Liquid splashed onto the dome.

This knife almost cut off his head!

Even if he reacted and threw the boy away, he was still cut in half. This kind of injury would accelerate the loss of his physical strength. It would take at least a minute for such a serious wound to fully heal!

The dragon's tail retracted its hem, and Lu Chen let go of his hand, using downward acceleration to step on the ground again.

He moved his injured left arm slightly, and charged at Constantine again with his right hand.

For an injury of this level, when both of his bloodlines were severely injured three times, it would take less than half a minute to fully recover, which he earned.

The huge dragon shadow and the tiny black shadow flashed in the air, and those with insufficient dynamic vision could only see the raging wind, the sparks exploding on the dragon's scales, and the blood flying in the air.

The entire palace was at a high temperature due to the Rhine just now, which was enough to steam an ordinary person. In the bright yellow flames was the red-gold blood mist.

The young man and Constantine stepped on the ground, walls, and domes, and the sound sounded like thousands of big bells ringing continuously, mixed with the golden and iron sounds of sharp claws, keels, and dragon-slaying fierce soldiers.

"Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-"

Constantine's huge dragon heart beats like thunder, and the frequency is constantly rising, as if he is forcing himself to gradually increase his output.

He began to be unable to keep up, unable to keep up with the blade of death.

He inherited Samson's combat experience and became a qualified warrior. However, in such high-frequency battles, he began to overload and began to hesitate.

The young man's moves and power were completely inconsistent with the "experience" he inherited from Samson. It was a completely lifeless fighting style, exchanging injury for injury and blood for blood!

His sharp claws scratched across the young man's waist, bringing up small pieces of flesh and blood, as well as the flying black scales, but as if the young man could not feel the pain, he turned around and slashed diagonally, leaving long scars on his chest.

, dragon blood surged out.

The pain and blood further inspired Constantine's ferocity, his angry roar, and the sonic boom of the dragon's roar resounded throughout the Bronze City.

It was the first time for him to set foot on the battlefield, but he encountered a crazy god of war who was rare in the age of mythology. No matter what tactics he adopted, whether he attacked later or attacked first, the young man could always counter his attacks in a way he had never thought of.

Lu Chen tilted his head slightly again. The bone spurs at the end of the dragon's tail scratched the black scales on his face, bringing out red gold threads. There was a slightly ferocious smile on the face on his black armor. He was so happy!

Leave everything behind and just enjoy this pure moment of battle, just enjoy this peak showdown with the monarch!

Constantine misunderstood Lu Chen. He was not born with more combat experience than Samson. He just entered a selfless fighting state. After putting aside the hesitation and scruples in his heart, he only saw Constantine at this time.

Then every move of the opponent seemed to become clearly visible. He figured out Constantine's fighting style and habits. Now he also understood that this was not Constantine's original form.

He did not see the second-generation species mentioned by the Chen family, and the explanation for Constantine's rapidly condensing dragon body was that he inherited the dragon body of that second-generation species, and also inherited the opponent's combat experience.

It is not so much that he is fighting against Constantine now, but rather that he is fighting against the soul of the unknown next-generation warrior. After all, Constantine has just mastered it, and his battle mode is still in the mold.

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Constantine has basically reached a bottleneck in combat, while the selfless Lu Chen has just entered the state. Facing a stronger enemy, he feels that his blood is boiling with excitement.

In this case, facing every attack from Constantine, his natural intuition will allow him to make the optimal choice.

He is bleeding, he is injured, he is... dancing!

In the distance, Eriyi watched this scene, clenching her little hands and biting her red lips. She felt a little distressed, but for some reason, she felt happy for Godzilla. She could feel that Godzilla enjoyed this battle.

There is a kind of person who is born to go to the battlefield. He seems to be born for fighting!

Chu Zihang was also secretly frightened as he watched Lu Chen walking around in the three-dimensional space around Constantine.

He originally thought that after accepting Brother Lu's help and embarking on the road to becoming a god, he was now the top strongman among hybrids.

In order to fight side by side with Brother Lu, he was constantly refining his bloodline day and night, but looking at the battle in front of him, he suddenly felt that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see Brother Lu's...

Back view.

Brother Lu's combat qualities have completely exceeded human cognition. I have read ancient books, but from the history of mankind, can I really find someone who can compare with Brother Lu in terms of combat talent?

Some of the techniques Brother Lu is using now, no, they are not techniques at all, because there is no martial arts school that would allow people to fight with the purpose of exchanging injuries for injuries. It is like there is an invisible scale called intuition.

After being weighed by the referee, Brother Lu made the best choice and used moves that normal thinking would never have imagined.

Chu Zihang has no doubt that even if Brother Lu's physical fitness is the same as his before evolution, he can still fight the third generation species without a dragon body.

Dragons are born warriors, but Brother Lu is far more like a dragon than a dragon in terms of fighting. He used facts to illustrate the cruel truth that has not changed for thousands of years...talent always comes before hard work.

What's more, Brother Lu has always worked hard, and he never stops chasing to become stronger.

The behemoth in the scene is the first-generation species that the secret party wants to look up to, the fire-based monarch who controls the power. But at this time, in front of Brother Lu, who has no distracting thoughts and devotes himself to the battle, he is like a bird being gradually dismembered under the hands of a butcher.

of cattle.

He roared with war cries, declaring His majesty and fearlessness, but the regicide blade still cut huge wounds on Him.

He angrily swung his clawless dragon arms, but the result was that the dragon arms became shorter again.

His dragon tail carries the strong wind and sweeps down with the momentum of breaking mountains and mountains, but it always misses the mark. The next moment when the young man's hair is flying, the end of the dragon tail flies into the air.

Powerful flames rose, and the strong wind brought by the black giant blade split the road. He blocked the blade with his only intact front paws.

Constantine's huge dragon eyes looked at the young man's red-gold eyes, and a trace of fear finally emerged.

He is being gradually dismembered!

And it had only been less than a minute and a half since the boy started fighting with Him again.

He was actually somewhat... unable to bear it!

He finally understood how his brother felt when he finally fought against this human being.

This is the biggest monster that should not exist in this world!

This monster embarks on the road of slaying dragons and is absorbing the nutrients of the monarchs to grow. What it will become in the end frightens the dragon just thinking about it.

"I want to know the name of the person I am fighting against."

The young man's voice was cold and indifferent, completely unlike his bloodthirsty and crazy expression during the battle.

Constantine's heart was filled with uncontrollable rage. This monster actually dared to speak during the battle and behave in such a distracting manner. How could he be so underestimated!

He roared angrily and used the dragon bone grown from his forearm to slash at the boy, but the boy easily dodged it. He suddenly realized that it wasn't that the boy had become faster, but that he...had become weaker?

But He still has time. As long as He survives the last half minute, he will still be the ultimate winner.

Thinking of this, he once again ignited a high fighting spirit.

I want to be a dragon clan that makes my brother proud, and I cannot let down Samson's loyalty.

No, Constantine!

Abandon those cowardly thoughts and decide the outcome in this last moment, not to survive, but to kill this monster!

After another confrontation, the two sides distanced themselves due to the reaction force. Constantine looked firmly at the young man in front of him, and let out a thunderous war cry, creating waves of air.

Lu Chen looked at the "broken" Constantine, looked into his proud and war-filled eyes, and grinned: "It goes without saying."

The one I am fighting against is Constantine.

The pair of sky-covering dragon wings waved, and the flames in the palace bent down one after another. The many red bronze walls still emitted a faint light, illuminating this unprecedented battle. This is an epic between the hybrid race and the first-generation dragon.

Great war.
To be continued...