"Clang--!"

Before Zhu Yan finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand. A blood-colored weapon in his palm with a texture similar to crystal was firmly blocking the Tianyue sword that Lu Mingfei looked at him.

After the dragon's transformation, Lu Mingfei was more than 2.6 meters tall. The Tianyue Sword was a spiritual weapon. As Lu Mingfei's body grew bigger, it was about five feet long.

Opposite Lu Mingfei, who is more than two meters tall, is Zhu Yan, who is only about 1.8 meters tall.

Zhu Yan, who was "petty", easily blocked Lu Mingfei's attack with the weapons in his hand.

"Fight undeclared? Despise you!"

Accompanied by Zhu Yan's cold snorting, each blood-colored sword went straight to Lu Mingfei's vital point.

"Fuck! You're ruthless!"

The Spirit of Words·The dustless land, launch!

The powerful airflow turned into an invisible wall. Although it could not completely block the blood-colored sword, it was enough to buy time for Lu Mingfei.

Word Spirit·Eternal, launch!

The Spirit of the Word·Bronze Royal Seat, launch!

Under the dual effects of the time reduction provided by eternity and the muscle explosive power supported by the bronze throne, Lu Mingfei easily avoided the attack of the dead son and the grandson!

"Depend on!"

Even if he avoided it, Lu Mingfei still sweated coldly.

"Sun Thief! You're finished!"

Lu Mingfei, who was scared, roared angrily, maintained his eternity and the bronze throne, and directly killed him.

After the fourth degree of bloodshed, the upper limit of the increase is as high as 120 times.

What is this concept?

As a famous strong man in the Shanhai world, even if he only has about one percent of his strength left, Zhu Yan's current physical fitness is still more than twice that of Lu Mingfei, who has suffered four blood and transformed into a dragon.

And the combat experience is far superior to Lu Mingfei.

In close combat, Lu Mingfei was almost completely defeated by Zhu Yan.

But with eternal blessing, the situation turned completely the opposite.

The internal force and the bronze throne gave Lu Mingfei the power to approach Zhu Yan, while the time zero gave him the speed to crush Zhu Yan.

Lu Mingfei's huge body seemed to turn into a hurricane covered with steel sand, and everything else passed, including the ground, rock walls and trees, was shattered.

In the middle of this destructive storm of nearly a hundred meters in radius, Zhu Yan struggled to support him like a broken boat in a storm.

The dense and violent sound of metal and stone clashing mixed with the violent wind.

"Damn! Let's get started!" Zhu Yan turned all the evil energy into sixteen crystal weapons. These translucent blood-colored weapons surrounded him, and with flexible cooperation, he blocked Lu Mingfei's attacks one by one.

Strictly speaking, the eternal effect of the Word Spirit should speed up the time of the Word Spirit holder, rather than directly exponentially.

The holder of time zero is the ghost in the cracks of time.

Therefore, the fact that speed is power is not true in time zero.

Otherwise, Lu Mingfei's body would collapse first due to huge power.

Therefore, Zhu Yan could barely use sixteen weapons to resist Lu Mingfei's attack with his rich combat experience and keen combat intuition.

Although Lu Mingfei was still confused about whether to kill Zhu Yan, he showed no mercy in his hands, and his moves contained murderous aura.

This battle, or the appointment, was initiated by Zhu Yan, and Lu Mingfei then responded simply.

There are less than two weeks before school starts in Cassel, and Lu Mingfei doesn't want to delay it anymore.

Escape cannot solve the problem. Since he has no other way now, he can only decide the outcome, life and death.

It is normal for Zhang Sanfeng to not understand military tactics.

However, not understanding the art of military affairs does not mean that Zhang Sanfeng cannot control the battlefield.

War is ultimately due to humans, and talent is the key to war.

In terms of pattern, no one in the entire world of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber can touch Zhang Sanfeng's edge.

For Zhang Sanfeng, although he did not know how to arrange troops, he could see more thoroughly than anyone else when it comes to human weaknesses.

In addition, as the saying goes, those in the authorities are confused, while those onlookers are clear.

With Zhang Sanfeng's mental state, no matter whether it is the authorities or bystanders, he will not fall into "confusion".

For the Ming army, as long as Zhang Sanfeng is there, they don’t have to worry about taking the wrong path without knowing it.

With the support of such a land god, the Ming army's momentum of recovering the Central Plains became more and more obvious.

...

The Dragon Clan World, Zhu Yan’s milk tea shop.

"Yueyan, I'll take a day off today."

Zhu Yan smiled at Tang Yueyan.

“…”

Tang Yueyan, sitting next to the sea of ​​flowers, looked at Zhu Yan and pursed her lips tightly.

"Um……"

Her voice was a little dull.

"What's wrong? You look weird..."

Zhu Yan raised his hand and put the back of his hand on her forehead.

"No fever, either..."

Tang Yueyan suddenly grabbed Zhu Yan's hand and looked at him with trembling eyes.

"Will you come back?"

"Why did you ask that?"

Zhu Yan's heart was thrilled.

"Your eyes... look like you are saying goodbye to me..."

"Where is it?" Zhu Yan bent down, gently hugged Tang Yueyan in the wheelchair, and whispered: "How could I bear to leave you?"

“…”

“…”

After the two hugged each other for nearly ten minutes, Zhu Yan let go of Tang Yueyan without feeling satisfied.

"My friend and I have something to do, just go out," he comforted Tang Yueyan, "If it goes well, we should be back tonight..."

"Then...I'll wait for you..."

"Well... wait until twelve o'clock at night at most," he rubbed Tang Yueyan's head. " Staying up late for too long is not good for your skin, and you will not be beautiful at that time..."

"Then will you like me?"

"Of course I like you! Even if you become an ugly monster, I like you... Hiss..."

Tang Yueyan pinched the soft flesh on Zhu Yan's waist and twisted it hard for a while: "You are the ugly monster!"

"Yes, yes, yes... I'm an ugly monster... I'm an ugly monster... Wife, please let go of me first! I feel pain!"

Zhu Yan had an expression on his face that seemed to have been castrated.

"Who...who is your wife!"

Tang Yueyan blushed and the strength in her hands also loosened a lot.

"It's all about sooner or later! You're all my wife sooner or later. What's wrong with calling twice in advance?"

"rogue!"

He cursed the hooligan, but Tang Yueyan's mouth unconsciously raised upwards.

"Wife! Wife! Wife!"

Zhu Yan became more and more excited as he screamed.

"Hate!"

Tang Yueyan gently hammered his waist and said, "Don't you have anything to do?"

"Well," gently pressed his forehead and Tang Yueyan's forehead together, "Wait for my wife. I will definitely come back."

"Um……"

Zhu Yan turned around and walked towards the door.

"Wait..." Tang Yueyan suddenly called him, and Zhu Yan stopped.

"I'll wait for you to come back, husband..."

"……Um."
To be continued...