Pirate's Sword Hero

Ai Lan's two knives crossed, holding Angus's collision, but the powerful impact still pushed him back a few steps.

"Really, I kindly spared your life, but you have repeatedly opposed me. This time, I won't let you go."

Ai Lan didn't care about Angus, but stared at the black-robed man, and said angrily.

This passage is obviously more like the lines spoken by the protagonist of the opposition, especially the villain who wanders around by virtue of his already invincible ability. They like to say this kind of lines the most.

Of course, the end result of this villain is defeated by the protagonist.

Of course Ai Lan doesn't think that he is a villain. Instead, he thinks that Angus who plunders the fruits of other people's labor is more like a villain.

Brother Heipao didn't know if he couldn't speak, Ai Lan said that, and he couldn't even refute it.

He just pressed his hands on the ground, and a burst of ground waves surged towards Ai Lan.

My brother in society, there are not many people who are ruthless.

Since the ground is your home court, I will try to step on the ground as little as possible.

Ai Lan leaned over and assumed a posture of drawing a sword.

"Thunder's Breath·One Type·Thunderbolt Flash·Six Links!"

Thunder Breath is a training method to improve physical fitness. Since acquiring this skill, Ai Lan's physical fitness has improved to a great extent.

Therefore, when using this move, the power it exerts is getting bigger and bigger.

If the previous flash of thunderbolt can still see the afterimage of Ai Lan, the only flash of thunderbolt now left behind is the golden trace of electric light shining outwards.

Huh huh!

Brother Heipao has already maximized his domineering experience, and is focused on detecting Ai Lan's position.

However, Ai Lan changed his attack direction every time he cut, and he barely blocked the first three.

puff!

Ai Lan wrapped the black domineering fourth knife and swung out, the black robe brother's head left his body directly, and the blood column shot out from the fracture, dyeing Ai Lan's white shirt red.

All the remaining two knives Ai Lan were rewarded to Angus, leaving scars on his shoulders where bones could be seen.

"what."

At the end of the six swords, Ai Lan returned to the place and found that her shirt had been stained blood red.

He tore off his shirt disgustingly, revealing his sturdy tendon flesh, and his mouth is still muttering: "It seems that I still can't do three feet of blood splashing and not staining white clothes. Wear black honestly."

However, seeing the shirt dyed red in his hand and looking at the tauren Angus again, Ai Lan suddenly thought of a sport!

Bullfight!

The red cloth is there, the cow is there.

The time and place are right and the people are right. Who fights if I don’t fight?

Ai Lan grinned and shook the shirt in her hand at the tauren Angus. Angus' eyes immediately changed to the same color as the blood-stained shirt.

"Who are you looking down on, brother?"

Seeing Ai Lan constantly waving the dyed shirt, Angus's inexplicable irritability directly turned into a yak form.With a faster speed and stronger strength, he ran into Ai Lan.

In fact, what Ai Lan doesn't know is that most cattle are color blind.Therefore, no matter what color cloth is used to show statically, bullfighting will not feel. Only shaking objects can arouse their fighting spirit.

Ai Lan angered Angus because of a mistake.

The battle at this time has become a stage for the matador Ai Lan to perform. The tauren Angus rushed towards Ai Lan with red eyes, Ai Lan sideways and avoided, waving a sword on his back.

Since the yak is originally rough and thick, Angus can resist Ai Lan's Edman alloy in the form of a tauren without being chopped in two with a single knife.

Although Angus, who had become a yak form, had stronger defenses, he was still cut with a bloodstain by the sharpness of Edman Alloy.

The injured Angus became even more angry, causing the remaining human will to disappear, completely becoming a bull that could only collide.

This is not the first time that Ai Lan, an opponent who has lost his mind, has faced it, and Ulysses before that is the same, turning into a violent orangutan at every turn.

No wonder that people gather in similarities and things are divided into groups. People with similar abilities are also attracted to each other.

If Angus could fight calmly, he might still hurt Ai Lan.The current situation is that he could not hit Ai Lan at all, but was slashed on the back by Ai Lan.

As time went on, Angus was already covered with scars, and his momentum was not as good as before.

Ai Lan held Xuezou obliquely and pointed forward with one hand, holding the dyed shirt on her waist, and slightly raised the red cloth in her hand as she moved slowly.

Bull Angus, whose gaze had fallen into a dull look, rushed towards Ai Lan again as if he didn't know he was tired.Ai Lan halted and turned around, the red cloth raised high, and under the red cloth was the empty bull.

At this time, Ai Lan finally understood why those royal palaces and nobles in ancient Spain liked to watch bullfights. How exciting is this stuff, either the bulls die or the people die.

Whether it's the high-ranking officials on the stands or the bullfighters below, all they feel are thrilling and exciting.The only thing that feels painful is the bull who was being pitted.

Although there are no audiences, Ai Lan, who has a strong desire to perform, has shown her own corrective posture and heroic free and easy form beauty, and the difficulty of the action has become more and more limited.

After a few more rounds, Angus seemed to be at the end of the battle, and even the interval between attacks was panting.

Although it meant taking advantage of others, Ai Lan already felt that the time was ripe.

"Enough playing, it's time to end your pain!"

Ai Lan raised her wrist and looked at Xuezou in her hand and aimed at Angus's body. With the other hand, the bull who continued to tease with the red shirt continued forward.

"Tooth protrusion, one style!"

When the yak transformed by Angus sprinted towards Ai Lan once again, Ai Lan did not dodge, but stabbed it out with a single sword instead.

The piercing of this sword is so deep that it has completely gone beyond the blade.

Angus transformed into a human form and regained his sanity.

He clutched the wound, looked at Ai Lan with an incredible look, staggered back a few steps, and then fell to the ground.

Ai Lan took out four gems from Angus and said, "You are a good lord, but you are not a good person."

"However, the lord will not be used here in the future."

When the exit is opened up, people with aspirations will naturally go to the vast world to make a breakthrough.Those who want to live in this small world, there is nothing to say.

Ai Lan installed the four gems one by one on the stone platform. Suddenly, the whole altar shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

If such a large building collapses, why not bury people under it?

Ai Lan hurriedly buckled the gems again, speeding up and running under the altar.

In the end, Ai Lan felt that the running was too slow, so she directly used the gem of the wind attribute and flew out directly.

"This thing is really good, I requisitioned it."

When Ai Lan ran to the bottom of the altar and found that the Black Pearl was still parked nearby, she yelled anxiously: "Run, the altar is about to collapse!"

The instinct for survival is built into the depths of the human soul, and it is usually so slow to rewind the anchor and sail one by one.Now that he heard that he was going to be buried, his movements were surprisingly fast.

Especially moo, if it weren't for it to pull the boat, it might have disappeared long ago.