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"The blood of the king must end with a sword!"

"The time for judgment has come!"

The "color丨" and "Taotie" in Chen Hongjian's hand ignited a hot flame and slowly approached the giant dragon in front of him.

He suddenly understood why villains in those novels and anime like to delay some time before killing decent characters. The feeling of watching the other party tremble but unable to resist but can only accept the fate of death silently is indeed particularly pleasant, especially when facing this mortal enemy of the Lionheart.

Anemiyi watched the human in front of him approaching little by little, and his unwillingness magnified a little bit. He wanted to fight to the death. The giant dragon weighing dozens of tons rushed forward and urged the membrane wings to hit Chen Hongjian. Chen Hongjian was caught off guard and was really pushed back by the kinetic energy generated by the huge body flying at a low altitude, like a blue whale pounced on a small salmon, and hit Chen Hongjian on a broken wall of the palace. Anemiyi roared to the sky and directly smashed the wall against Chen Hongjian.

"You will repay the breach with pain!"

Chen Hongjian roared back and leaned forward with both hands. Anemi, who was already okay, continued to rush forward against him, suddenly stopped waving his wings and knelt straight on the ground.

The Dragon King would not kneel down, even when facing the Black Emperor Niedhog, let alone kneel down to a human. However, the bronze broken bones stabbed out from the knees of the front legs, and "Sei丨������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������

"You must repay the arrogance with your eyes!"

Chen Hongjian swayed his wings, swept into the air, stretched his hands to both sides, "Greedy" and "laziness" took the initiative to extend the hilt of the sword into his hand. The broad-blazed Kremer sword aimed at the dragon's head and slashed vertically, and the sturdy dragon scale mask was easily cut open, while the single-blazed knife was cut horizontally, penetrated his eyes and cut the bridge of the nose.

Blood gushed out like magma from the cross-shaped wound. Chen Hongjian casually stabbed two swords into the two dragon pupils that looked like light bulbs. His feet suddenly stepped on the end of the hilt, and the blade completely sank into the dragon's head. He attacked Anemiyi's brain and made a crisp sound of metal.

Anemi's dragon body became more and more shriveled. As its name suggests, the "Sword of Sucking Sucking" greedily absorbed the blood from the Dragon King's body and spurted out from the sword thigh, like a red fountain.

Since then, Anemi has no power to resist.

The "Sniffing Sword" not only sucked His blood, but also aggravated the speed of his wound rotting, while the "Sword of Paralysis" called "Lazy" made His brain run more slowly. Although you can feel pain, Anemi is not sure that he is slowly moving towards death.

"You will repay the betrayal with blood!"

"Arrogance" and "jealousy" fell into Chen Hongjian's hands. Chen Hongjian stepped on Anemi's back. The pair of swords fell straight down, cutting off the pair of membrane wings. The blood-colored fountain erupted again. Chen Hongjian gently waved "Arrogance", and the hot fire element burned the splattered dragon blood, and the blood boiled into blood-red steam.

Anemi's slow-moving brain finally realized that he was moving towards the ranks of the dead, but He still did not realize that he should resist, but just struggled in pain and howled. Waving the long tail, which was the last weapon he could use. The long tail twisted like a giant python, and the bone spurs at the end were as white as a blade.

"It's still so noisy when it's about to die."

Chen Hongjian's eyes narrowed, and the ancient eight-sided Han sword extended a thin and sharp red flame blade, penetrated Anemi's bone spurs, nailed the long tail like a giant python to the ground. Another thick Tang sword directly poured into the back of his head, leaving only the handle outside.

Looking at his own battle results, Chen Hongjian suddenly felt a sense of tyranny in his heart. He dragged a huge saber to swing heavily, breaking into the dragon's back, slashing inch by inch, completely destroying the thick spine like a plow. The dragon's too huge body has only one nerve center that cannot control subtle movements, so they hid the other brain and dense ganglia in the spine.

When the brain and spine are destroyed at the same time, even if it is a complete dragon king, he cannot control his body with only one body, and the power can no longer be transmitted to his limbs and bones.

The once extremely noble supreme now has lost its qualification to struggle.

Listening to the howling of the sky and the King of Wind, Chen Hongjian laughed heartily. He let go of the hilt of "tyranny" and recited the holy words of judgment.

"On the day I come back to the world, all the ruthless ministers should die!"

In an instant, seven peerless alchemy swords resonated with each other, and a crisp and pleasant sound of clay sounded. A golden flame ignited from the body of the Seven Sects and poured into Anemiyi's body. The dazzling golden flame spread to the Dragon King's body.

It was the Alchemy Realm of the Bronze and Fire, named "Sin and Punishment" set up by the King of Bronze and Fire, released an invisible force for these seven alchemy swords, and bound the dragon firmly to the ground, squeezing his entire body bones, making a heart-pounding sound.

Chen Hongjian pulled out the last alchemy sword on his body, the eight-sided Han sword that had surpassed the seven sins.

He had already learned from Xia Mi that Zhaoshuang seemed to draw some strength from the dragons and even seize some of the dragon's souls and integrate into the living thing. This last sword would naturally be completed by Zhaoshuang.

The hot flames rose, and the pure fire elements gathered on Chen Hongjian's right arm and flowed into Zhaoshuang's sword body.

"it's over!"

The fiery red sword light fell and cut off Anemi's head!

At the same time, a pure white light also quietly flew into Zhaoshuang's sword body.

The King of the Sky and the Wind, collapse!

Anemi's vitality completely disappeared, and the seven sins burning golden flames also returned to Chen Hongjian's side from Anemi's dragon body, making crisp sounds of swords, and were delighted to kill a real dragon king.

On the corpse that had completely lost its vitality, the dragon transformation slowly lifted away, and the fine white dragon scales fell off, revealing the tender and handsome young man's face.

He seemed to have turned back to the young boy, the Li Wuyue who had never blamed his brother.

The wind element in the air roared, and the breeze blew across His bloodless cheeks, but He could no longer feel them. Even the flesh and blood on the corpse was gradually disappearing and transforming into a bronze-colored dry bone.

Suddenly, pure white rose petals fell in the air. Lu Mingze, wearing a formal outfit, walked around the boy's body, looked up at the sky, pulled off a large handful of white rose petals from the bouquet in his arms and threw them into the air, and then slowly fell on the cross of the dragon bone.

And only Chen Hongjian, Lu Mingfei and Anger can see all this.

No one knows why there are so many petals in that bouquet of white roses, but Lu Mingze's hand has never stopped. The pure white petals seem to be unable to be pulled. The pure white petals are flying all over the sky, just like the sudden heavy snow, which eventually submerged the dragon bones under the sea of ​​pure white flowers.

"This is the mine of the soul, vague and far away. They walked silently in the darkness, like a hidden silver vein. Blood gushed out from the roots of the rock and spread to the human world. In the eternal night, it was as heavy as a rock..."

"Besides this, there is nothing red."

Lu Mingze recited Rilke's long poem in his mouth, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

After spitting out a breath of turbid air, Chen Hongjian inserted Zhaoshuang back into the scabbard. The dragon transformation on his body was in contact. The scales fell to the ground one by one, and the bone spurs retracted into his body. Even the pair of membrane wings drifted away like dust.

After the dragon was dissolved, after the fourth-degree blood-burning dragon bone state and the third-level use of the Spirit of the Spirit and Creation for a long time, the feeling of fatigue that surged like a tide swept over, and the bones and meridians in the body seemed to be violently interrupted, and it was extremely sore. The calves became soft and they were about to stagger forward.

The touch of the hard ground did not come, but instead felt like I was lying on a soft pad. Chen Hongjian's eyes were half-closed and half-open, but the distance was too close to him and couldn't see clearly what he was lying on. He only felt that the softness and comfort from his cheeks were twitching. His nose twitched and smelled, and a fragrant lavender smell mixed with a strange fragrance entered his nose.

The touch of the hard ground did not come, but instead felt like he was lying on something soft. Chen Hongjian's eyes were half-closed and half-open, but the distance was too close to him and couldn't see clearly what he was lying on. He only felt that the softness and comfort from his cheeks were twitching. His nose twitched and sniffed, and a fragrant lavender smell mixed with a strange fragrance entered his nose.

Chen Hongjian couldn't help but feel curiosity and reached out to touch it.

"Soft, fragrant."

This was the last sentence Chen Hongjian said before he fell into a coma, because in the next moment, he saw a dark shadow flashing in a daze, and then he lost consciousness.

...

Tianmu Hot Spring Tourist Resort

Chen Hongjian opened his eyes, his body trembled violently, and he sat up from the bed.

Looking at the pajamas on his body and the familiar room, Chen Hongjian scratched the back of his head.

"hiss!"

As soon as his hand touched the back of his head, Chen Hongjian couldn't help but take a breath.

He gently touched the back of his head, and the tingling sensation came into his mind. Then, the burning feeling on his left cheek also followed, making Chen Hongjian a little confused.

"I don't remember that I hit the back of my head, and my face hurts so much."

Just when Chen Hongjian was puzzled, the door was violently kicked open, and a soft humming came into his ears.

"Hmph! I didn't even slap you to death!"

Chen Hongjian frowned slightly, and he didn't know which style Xia Mi was trying to get. How could he scold him like this just now? Could it be that the first generation of people also had menstrual periods?

He subconsciously wanted to scratch his head, but suddenly he thought of the injury on the back of his head and stopped quickly.

"Wait...slap me to death?"

Chen Hongjian felt as if he had grasped some keywords, but before he could continue thinking, Xia Mi rushed in, jumped up and rushed towards him, bullied himself, slapped him down, and slapped him on the right cheek.

"This is what you said yourself, you asked me to slap you to death!"

Another red palm print was covered with a face, one left and one right, and one right was symmetrical.

"I have never heard of such a cheap request in my life!"

Xia Mi picked up the extra pillow next to Chen Hongjian and slapped it hard on Chen Hongjian's head.

Xia Mi vented and used a pillow to output to Chen Hongjian's head, gritting her silver teeth!

One...two...three...four...

"Soft, right?!"

"It's fragrant, right?!"

You know, although the two are engaged, Chen Hongjian and Xia Mi are at most sleeping in the same bed and that's all, and they haven't crossed that line at all.

There is no way. Although Xia Mi is a little female dragon, she is very conservative in her bones. She thinks that kind of thing should be done on the wedding night. But she slept with a charming beautiful girl all day long. As a normal man, Chen Hongjian was always a little "angry", but Chen Hongjian... could not beat Xia Mi. Not to mention just rubbing, even if she got it, she would be knocked to the ground by Xia Mi with an elbow.

So, when Chen Hongjian thought of this, he couldn't help but regret it!

I finally got to eat tofu, so why not eat a few more bites!

Chen Hongjian half-holds his right hand, recalling the soft touch and fragrance, and cannot help but show an intoxicated look.

Xia Mi gasped heavily and stopped the blasting hammer at Chen Hongjian, but saw Chen Hongjian's aftertaste and pity, and the redness on her face became stronger and stronger. Just as she was about to continue to output, Chen Hongjian sang "Farmer's Spring" and turned over to be the master!

"You...well!"

Before Xia Mi could say anything, Chen Hongjian blocked her mouth rudely.

Hamburg, Germany

Angers dragged his tired body on his own plane, "Spreniel", and rushed to the city overnight and drove to the suburbs. This was a landless area, but no one dared to break in under the protection of the Secret Party for a hundred years.

Here is a deserted place, with only ruins covered with vines and several tombstones...

Angers opened the car door, took out bunches of white roses from the car, and a crystal clear white crystal, and placed them neatly in front of the tombstone.

"Menek, Yamahiko, Jamal, Brendan, 'Ash', 'Ghost', Teacher Gambet, Viscount Charlotte, Lord Mayek...I'm here to see you again..."

"Hey, Yamahiko, don't say that I'm not doing my job and seeing you so often!"

"Ha, of course, White Rose was paid from the funding of Kassel College. What happened to the money paid from the founder and seniors of the college? Besides, I am not Mr. Gambet. You were rich and powerful back then. Whether the Emperor Lien De could start a war depends on the face of you, the banker."
To be continued...