But at the same time, Lu Mingze was not idle when Fu Nian was attacking.
He used his sharp claws to pierce Fu Nian's heart and chest, scarlet red and dragon scales shot out. The forward impact made Lu Mingze flap his wings and carry Fu Nian straight up into the sky.
He stabbed the opponent's abdomen repeatedly with the sharp claws of his other left hand, trying to tear the opponent into two pieces like tearing apart Deadpool.
But Lu Mingze can't do it now. Fu Nian's body is far from what Deadpool can compare to. His body is as hard as a piece of iron stone. Under the action of mutual forces,
Every thrust he made was like kicking the nails that penetrated the wooden board with his toes. The blurred flesh and blood was filled with a coldness that stung the nerves. But Lu Mingze seemed to never feel it.
Under the high-frequency attack of sharp blades, pairs of blood holes still appeared densely on Fu Nian's body. They penetrated the hard dragon scales from the chest to the back, and were then repaired by the powerful recovery ability of the dragon bloodline.
, keep fighting.
Neither of them said a word to each other too much. The battle between dragons has always ended in a life-or-death outcome! The new king will never allow the old king to live in this world. The king's power has always been exclusive. This is
Iron rule!
Lu Mingze bit Fu Nian's neck, his sharp teeth pierced the weak blood vessels, and the splash of warmth was like a gush of fountain.
But now Fu Nian doesn't seem to know what pain is. His eyes are filled with endless red mist. Han Bafang with his right hand swings down at the opponent without hesitation. The pure power flattens the air, and finally hits hard
fell on the wings behind Lu Mingze,
Blood like splashes of ink swayed in the air. Like feathers in a soft goose down pillow, the two figures were filled with a bloody and lonely beauty.
Lu Mingfei swung his claws without any skill, and Fu Nian even more swung his blade with no skill at all. After each attack, the liquid in their bodies would shoot out, and then their powerful recovery ability would heal the wounds again.
There was no essential difference in the fight between them. The only thing that kept coming was each other's unskilled punches. Lu Mingze found that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to withstand the opponent's roaring attacks. Every time his body recovered, it brought absolute
body consumption.
His golden pupils gradually dimmed, which was a sign that the effect of the dragon's blood had faded. The strength in his body was no longer enough to support him to continue fighting.
But at this moment, Fu Nian seemed to be full of spare energy. Even though the wings behind him were in tatters and the dragon scales all over his body had no extra energy to restore, the fists he waved seemed to be flowing continuously, and they were flowing from the bones.
It emerged from the body, following the lines of the muscles, shaking Lu Mingze's embarrassed body.
They all stumbled back, sucking in a lot of air from each other, compressing the wounds to heal.
Fu Nian was in a miserable shape, with dragon scales rolling up and up all over his body, like a hedgehog with steel needles stuck in it. The broken dragon wings were gently waving in the air, and in one of his hands was a red-gold
The heavy sword Han Bafang, the other hand is a bloody withered dragon wing.
Opposite him, Lu Mingze could no longer stand up. The golden light in his eyes was very dim. He was half-kneeling on the spot, covering his chest with one hand and holding the sword of rage with the other. There were everywhere in his hands.
The fishy black color was his own and his opponent's blood. The defense of the dragon scales all over his body had been completely broken. They were stuck in the fuzzy muscles like broken leaves. The whole person was extremely depressed.
There was no doubt that Fu Nian had the upper hand in this battle. But both sides were exhausted to the extreme. Lu Mingze exhausted his body, and Fu Nian did his best.
He slowly stepped forward, holding the majestic Han Bafang Long Sword in his hand and moving forward step by step. The fire and power elements were so strong around him that they seemed to be able to roll up whirlpools. In his heart, this battle had already begun from the beginning.
The ending is written.
He will now step on the bloody red carpet and step by step cut off the crown of victory under the sky.
"You are a very special being." Lu Mingze looked at Fu Nian, who was walking towards him step by step. His footsteps were very weak, but his body was even weaker.
Fu Nian stared at Lu Mingze with wild beast-like vertical pupils without saying a word. He had nothing to say to him.
As someone once said, everything comes at a price. When you achieve something in a certain sense, you must also have the ability to withstand the risks behind the achievements. Once the risks exceed your own strength, destruction will be inevitable.
Will not be absent.
"I also have my limits." Lu Mingze looked down at the reflection on the water, as if he was talking to Fu Nian, "I drag a half-dragon, half-human body like this and run forward and backward for my brother. My brother still doesn't appreciate it.
He always thinks that the benefits I gave him are in vain." Lu Mingze smiled bitterly,
"If I die one day, he will definitely be miserable, right?"
Fu Nian remained silent and moved a little faster.
He doesn't want to hear any excuses. Facts speak louder than words.
Death will eventually come!
Judgment is never absent!
"However, it's not just for my brother's request. I'm also very happy to be able to help him."
Lu Mingze could still smile at this time. He looked up at the dark sky, smiling so coldly,
"Originally, in my script, you are all going to die. After Norton's script, it was Jormungandr, but your appearance added changes to my script. For this reason, I revised my script to allow you more
Live for a while, leaving enough time for you to meet,
But you started another script of mine in advance." Lu Mingze's face suddenly turned ferocious.
"What's even more disgusting is that you actually try to end this script! How dare you try to destroy my brother's path! How dare you disobey my will! You despicable rebellious people!" Lu Mingze's voice suddenly turned into gritted teeth,
"All those who rebel against fate will be penetrated by scorching spears into the deepest part of hell!" He roared with the last of his strength, and rushed out towards Fu Nian with both fists.
The half of the dragon wings behind him flapped vigorously, and the blood flowing in the aorta became even more intense.
Fu Nian held the Han Bafang in his hand in front of him, barely able to block the counterattack. However, he was still knocked away by the force coming from the blade.
Fu Nian in the air quickly waved his wings to adjust his body, and stepped on the ground with his feet to create a long ravine.
At the moment of preparing to counterattack,
Fu Nian suddenly noticed something and quickly turned his head to look at the sky.
Even Lu Mingze, who was lying on the sea opposite him, looked up at the sky blankly.
The dazzling light shrouded the dark night like a dense swarm of fireflies. They gathered into a pair of giant hands and tore open the dark curtain. Fu Nian subconsciously squinted his eyes.
In just a short moment, they were even closer.
I saw the first dozen or so parallel bolides piercing the night sky and falling straight toward their heads.
"Fire all bombs!"
Behind the bolides walking side by side were a larger number of missile groups. They were infrared-guided short-range missiles equipped by the Type 81 air defense missile system equipped by the Japanese Self-Defense Force. They now covered a large area of the airspace where Fu Nian was fighting.
Falling towards the embarrassed Fu Nian and injured Lu Mingze at an extremely fast speed.
The scorching high-density missile swarm created an explosive roar in the air,
The splashing sea surface and the semi-molten metal fragments that exploded formed a dense strike net.
More missiles followed, and they landed exactly at the coordinates of the two men.
It's like a scourge coming from heaven, there is no way to avoid it.