Final Priesthood

Chapter 459: Wind Demon Mad Ax Style!

Lu Feng stared blankly at the tall mecha in front of him. The place was as quiet as water, with only the rustle of the night wind through the forest.

 After a moment, Lu Feng's face returned to calmness, and his eyes became colder and harder little by little.

 “You are not Lu Qiyuan.”

Lu Feng looked at Lu Yuan. The space device in his hand began to glow, and ripples like transparent ripples appeared.

 Soon, his figure was obscured by a bright light.

When the bright light dissipated, the place where Lu Feng was standing had been replaced by a black mecha.

This mecha has a slender body, and its arms and legs appear particularly long and narrow, but it does not appear fragile. Instead, it is full of strength and explosiveness.

There is a short and sharp threaded horn on the top of the mecha's head. Its two eyes glow slightly red in the dark night, and there are two swords crossed behind its back.

 It feels like a cold and gloomy night warrior.

This mecha looks much more advanced than the Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha in terms of size and appearance.

　　It has already "bitten" the opponent's arm as hard as the fangs of a **** wolf.

By the time Lu Feng came to his senses, the two swords in his hands were already divided. The Blue Falcon Type 4, which was supposed to have one of its arms cut off by him, had returned to its previous position at some point.

 He was almost certain that the person hiding in the mecha in front of him was not the real Lu Qiyuan.

 “Boom!”

The Blue Falcon Type 4 queen looked at himself from top to bottom, and made a sighing sound.

 Reappear.

Just like a human being, he is slowly and flexibly stretching the arm that he just "bitten".

 “Break!”

 A large number of sparks burst out in the night.

 His two swords staggered and slashed out, using the Lu family's "Wind Spirit Sword Shadow Stream" move.

Even if you are a master in the field of close combat, you will not be able to make any splash with such a huge hardware gap.

Lu Feng really didn’t know where he got the courage.

“The fifth-level Wind Swordsman is indeed much more handsome than the Blue Falcon.”

And judging from the close contact just now, the opponent's mental power should not be very strong.

“Tell me, who are you?

 What is your purpose?

 Where is the real Lu Qiyuan now? "

The long sword with floating red light tore through the night, cunningly and cruelly twisting the upper end of the arm of the Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha.

Oh no.

 Just thinking about it.

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, and the dark red light strips on the black double swords in his hands lit up. The majestic mental power rolled with energy, like a dark red flowing blood tank.

 The subtlety of the moves used to attack him twice was something he had never heard of before.

As the words fell, Lu Feng suddenly lost his grip on the opponent's figure as he sensed his mental power.

The roar broke through the sound barrier, and a figure broke through the air waves and suddenly appeared in front of Lu Feng.

Cooperating with Lu Feng's level 5 mental force field, once it appeared, it completely suppressed the opposing Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha in terms of momentum.

The speed of the originally extremely fast sword light suddenly increased several times, and the blades of the two dark red long swords almost disappeared in the air for a moment.

 But he was not panicked.

 Is mecha combat really the same as close combat?

Lu Feng looked slightly startled and immediately raised his swords in an offensive and defensive posture.

This guy drove a level 1 mecha to fight with his level 5 mecha, but he didn't even use weapons and chose to attack with his bare hands.

His level 5 mental power and level 5 mecha. With these two advantages alone, he can crush the opponent to death.

Lu Feng twisted his two swords, and the next second he felt as if his inevitable double-sword choke had struck an extremely slippery object.

Lu Feng stared at the Blue Falcon Type 4 opposite him, which was a head shorter than him in height. He slowly pulled out the two swords from behind and spoke coldly.

 In the previous fight, the opponent gave him the feeling that he was a master who had been in the field of fighting for many years and had reached the pinnacle of his skills.

 In any case, it is impossible for Lu Qiyuan, who was born in the Lu family of the third baron and is known as a playboy, to achieve it.

The voice coming from the Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha was still calm.

 “It’s so awesome that I almost had one of my arms cut off by you.”

 Just facing his own inquiry, the mysterious young man in front of him seemed not to listen at all.

 After all, no matter what, the mechas controlled by the opponent are only at the first level.

To be precise, it is not even possible for a person of Lu Qiyuan's age to reach the height.

Yes.

 Some things cannot be smoothed by technique alone!

Lu Feng's energy flashed violently, his sword slashed halfway, and he was driven by his mental power.

 Lu Feng’s eyes were completely attracted to his “injured” arm at this time.

He saw that on Blue Falcon Type 4's "scarred" arm, under the large wounds torn and rolled by the light of his sword, there was dark metal squirming like flesh and blood.

With just the effort of breathing, the arm became as good as ever.

 “Aren’t you a Blue Falcon?”

Lu Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

 The miss just now seems to be excusable.

"Um"

Blue Falcon Type 4 waved his arms, and then walked towards Lu Feng step by step again, speaking casually.

“It counts. Blue Falcon type 4 enhancement +1?”

 Blue Falcon Type 4 +1?

Lu Feng was just wondering about the meaning of this word when he suddenly heard a soft sound piercing the air, and the sight of the Blue Falcon Type 4 disappeared again.

"snort!"

Lu Feng snorted coldly. The level 5 mental power radiated intensely, and the golden whirlpool core in his mind spun faster.

When re-locking the opponent's landing point, he took one step forward and used his swords, one on the left and one on the right, to directly block all the opponent's escape routes.

However, Blue Falcon Type 4 seemed to have anticipated his reaction.

Instead of retreating, he advanced forward and faced his swords head-on with his bare hands.

“In the same situation, do you think I would let you escape a second time?”

 Lu Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The Wind Swordsman's engine roared and he slashed out dozens or hundreds of swords in less than a second.

The long sword flashing with dark red light vibrated at high frequency, weaving a dazzling dark red sword net in the air, directly covering the whole body of Blue Falcon Type 4.

 “The **** wind and shadow!”

 The light in Lu Feng's eyes danced, and his forehead shone slightly. It was already a manifestation of excitement that his mental power had reached a certain height.

At first glance, the figure of the Blue Falcon Type 4 has been completely covered by the gorgeous sword net, but the next second.

 “Boom!”

 It was accompanied by a huge explosion.

The countless criss-crossing dazzling sword nets suddenly burst apart and were torn apart.

"What?!"

Lu Feng was startled, and even the sword in his hand stopped for half a second.

By the time he came to his senses, an unstoppable and terrifying force was already pressing down on him along the blades of his swords.

 In the field of vision.

Under the rain of countless tiny red lights bursting out, a slender and tall mecha figure came straight towards him with a domineering attitude.

This made Lu Feng's pupils suddenly shrink.

It was the fist and arm that the Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha smashed and bombarded him in front of.

It turned out to be several times thicker than before!

The dark blue alloy arm has strange and ferocious black tubes protruding from it, just like extremely congested veins.

It's so big that it's almost as big as the two heads of the Wind Swordsman mecha, and its fists are even more ferocious and terrifying.

　　The air between the two was shattered, making bursts of dull and depressing "woo-woo" sounds.

Even though Lu Feng was protected by a thick mecha at this time and his whole body was still wrapped in a special concoction, he still felt a terrible pressure that made his scalp numb.

just like.

A terrifying giant beast that was far larger than the Wind Swordsman was raising a front hoof and stepping heavily on his head.

 “Elephant. Battering ram!”

 “Boom!!”

Lu Feng could only instinctively cross the two swords in his hands and raise them, barely making a defensive posture.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person was hit by the terrifying giant alloy fist, and then flew backwards like a sandbag.

 “Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The seven-meter-tall Wind Swordsman mecha rolled awkwardly through the jungle, knocking down ancient trees one after another. A large number of fluorescent green light spots were stirred up, flying around like a swarm of frightened fireflies.

 Under the cool starry night sky, it shows a somewhat romantic and beautiful artistic conception.

The Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha, which had just knocked away the Wind Swordsman roughly with a punch, seemed to be attracted by this dreamlike scene. It actually stopped and raised its head to quietly admire the fluorescent green light spots flying all over the sky.

 “Ahem—”

Lu Feng coughed lightly and got up from the ground with an ugly face.

 Look down.

 Look at the two swords you use to block.

The two wind-attacking swords, which were originally smooth lines, now showed a slight curve at the spine.

You must know that this is a mecha alloy sword that has reached Level 5 standards. Even if it is hit by Level 5 energy cannons, it will be fine.

As a result, he was smashed and bent by a first-level mecha with his bare hands.

I’m afraid no one would believe this if I told it.

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Lu Feng took a deep breath to calm down his shaken mind.

 His eyes were fixed on the Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha in the distance, which was immersed in the "fireflies" flying in the sky, and the last trace of contempt was completely put away.

 “Specially made unique mecha.”

 A word quietly emerged in Lu Feng's mind.

The opponent's mecha looks very similar to the Blue Falcon Type 4, so it should undoubtedly be a unique mecha.

 Because whether it is the automatic recovery of body damage or the weird expansion of the body, it is not something that ordinary standard mechas can have.

Combined with the opponent's status as a master in the field of close combat, Lu Feng figured out many things at once.

“It should be a unique mecha specially tailored for unarmed close combat.

 But the strength of the mecha will not be too high. After all, my attack can still break his defense. "

“It’s just that the method is a bit weird. I’ve never been exposed to it before and I’m caught off guard. It’s easier to suffer losses.”

“But as long as I get familiar with his fighting style, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Lu Feng’s eyes flashed, and his mind gradually calmed down.

 He raised both swords in his hands and began to walk towards the opponent with a strange footwork.

With this kind of footwork, the huge body of the Wind Swordsman seemed to be integrated with the shadow under him. He was obviously moving along a straight line, but his whole body became erratic.

 Wind Spirit Sword Shadow Style—Hidden Shadow Step.

"alright?"

Noticing the approaching land breeze, Blue Falcon Type 4 finally recovered from admiring the dancing light spots.

Lu Feng felt the other party's eyes falling on his feet, with a hint of interest.

"good."

The Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha made a sound of praise, and even raised its hand and clapped its hands gently.

 “Finally got something decent out.”

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, and a knife-like murderous intent leaked out of his pupils.

But not before he could use the mystery of Hidden Shadow Step to bully the opponent and try to attack.

The next second, he saw the Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha making a strange movement—

 It raises its hands and stretches them behind its back.

Then he actually pulled out two huge axes with exaggerated shapes that looked like door panels from behind him little by little!

 “Qiang Qiang!”

Blue Falcon Type 4 took the two huge axes in his hand that were dark in color and made of unknown materials. He brought them in front of him and knocked them lightly, making a clear and crisp metal collision sound.

 then

With a sudden lean down, the entire mecha rushed towards him like a savage beast.

 “Weapons used?!

 Double ax flow? ! "

Lu Feng was startled. Just as he was about to use Hidden Shadow Steps to resist and counterattack, the shadows of two huge door panels and giant axes appeared in his field of vision.

Blue Falcon Type 4 wielded two giant axes that were quite incompatible with its size and slashed hard at him.

The ax blade refracted the starlight, and before the ax light arrived, a fierce hurricane had already set off in this jungle battlefield, making all the surrounding trees and grass leaves roar.

"roll!"

Lu Feng gritted his teeth and advanced instead of retreating, stabbing forward with both swords.

 Level 5 mental power exploded unreservedly at this moment.

In an instant, a transparent ripple visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out from the Wind Swordsman's fuselage.

For an instant, the momentum of the strong wind and the giant ax was suppressed, and the next moment, an unprecedented bright scarlet sword light burst out.

 “Boom!”

The two mechas collided fiercely, like two giant steel beasts colliding without any fancy.

The terrifying impact blasted a large crater with a diameter of tens of meters directly under the two mechas. Countless earth, rocks, grass and trees flew into the air. Before they even hit the ground, they were shattered by the shock wave and flew away.

 “Boom!”

 Lu Feng controlled the Wind Swordsman to draw a graceful arc in mid-air, and landed steadily with a beautiful backflip.

The Wind Swordsman's arms holding the two swords naturally drooped, and large and detailed light paths appeared on the surface of the machine arms.

 “Mental strength is your fatal weakness.”

Lu Feng walked forward step by step and said coldly with an expressionless face: "The competition between pilots will ultimately come down to mental strength.

 Your mental power shouldn’t even be at level three, right? "

 Looking at the Blue Falcon Type 4 in front of him, he was leaning on the ground with his two axes, his head lowered, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

 The corners of Lu Feng's lips curved into a cold and mocking arc.

His mental power is level five, while the opponent's mental power is less than level three.

 There is a mental power gap of more than two levels.

As long as he has a slight shock to his consciousness, the opponent will not spit out blood from his mouth and nose, but his brain will boil and die.

 It also takes a long time for the brain to recover as if it has been hit hard.

 This is the biggest advantage that senior pilots have over low-level pilots.

 During combat, you can unreasonably attack the pilot body inside the mecha through the mecha's protection.

  Unless your mecha is made of extremely precious special metals that can resist the impact of consciousness, or you have special mental protection items worn on your body, you can only rely on this "mental hedging" attack method.

 This is also the main reason why low-level pilots cannot pose much threat to high-level pilots except for large-scale collective self-destruction.

Just when Lu Feng was holding two swords, he was less than twenty meters away from the Blue Falcon Type 4.

The Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha, which was still stunned with its head lowered, suddenly stood up, grabbed two giant axes and stood up again.

"good."

Blue Falcon Type 4 shook his head and said: "Finally, he looks like a serious level 5 pilot."

"Well"

Hearing these words, Lu Feng froze on the spot.

Judging from the performance of Blue Falcon Type 4 just now, he should have 100% forced himself to eat the shock to his consciousness before.

But

 There is a difference of more than two levels of mental hedging.

 Why can he recover so quickly? !

 It doesn’t seem to have any impact at all? !

Just when Lu Feng was in shock and doubt.

The Blue Falcon Type 4 in front of him was already charging towards him with his ax in hand again.

 This time, the wind in the field was even worse.

　　It covered the ground with fragments of earth, rocks, grass and leaves, and even formed a black tornado hurricane of tens of meters visible to the naked eye!

 “Wind Spirit Sword Shadow Stream?”

 “Too soft.”

 “Why don’t you try my trick?”

 “Wind Demon...Crazy Ax Style!”

At this moment, Lu Feng seemed to see through the layers of mechas blocking his eyes, and saw the Blue Falcon Type 4 mecha rushing towards him.

That young and handsome boy.

His black hair was dancing, and he was laughing at himself wantonly and openly.

 (End of this chapter)