Pirate's Backblade Swordsman

Chapter 111 The Altar Collapses
Ai Lan crossed her swords and blocked Angus' impact, 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 will not let you go."

Ailan didn't care about Angus, but stared at the man in black, and said angrily.

This passage is obviously more like a line that the villain said to the protagonist, especially the villain who roams around by virtue of his already invincible ability, likes to say this kind of line the most.

Of course, the final result of this villain's fate is to be defeated by the protagonist.

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

The black-robed brother didn't know if he couldn't speak. Ai Lan said so about him, and he couldn't even refute.

He just pressed his hands on the ground, and a stabbing ground wave surged towards Ai Lan.

My black brother in society, people don't talk too much.

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

Ai Lan leaned over and assumed the posture of drawing a knife and slashing.

"Breath of Thunder·One Type·Thunderbolt Flash·Six Links!"

Breath of Thunder 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, its power is getting bigger and bigger.

If the afterimage of Ai Lan could still be seen in the previous Flash of Thunder, the current Flash of Thunder is only the golden trail left behind behind him that is shining outward.

Swish swish!
The black-robed brother has turned his knowledgeable domineering aura to the maximum extent, and he is concentrating on detecting Ai Lan's position.

However, when Ai Lan changed his attack direction every time he slashed, he barely blocked the first three slashes.

puff!
Ai Lan swung the fourth knife wrapped in black and domineering, and the head of the black-robed brother left his body directly, and a blood column shot out from the cut, dyeing Ai Lan's white shirt red.

The remaining two knives by Ai Lan were all awarded to Angus, leaving scars on his shoulder where the bones could be seen.

"what."

After the six knives were over, Ai Lan returned to the spot and found that her shirt had been dyed blood red.

Disgusted, he tore off his shirt, revealing his muscular tendons, and muttered incessantly: "It seems that I still can't achieve the level of blood splashing three feet and not staining white clothes. Just wear black honestly."

But when he saw the red shirt in his hand and glanced at Angus the Tauren again, Ailan suddenly remembered a sport!
Bullfighting!

With the red cloth, there is the cow.

The right time, the right place, and the right people, if I don’t fight bullfights, who will fight bullfights?

Ailan grinned, and opened the shirt in her hand to the tauren Angus, and 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 red-dyed shirt, Angus became inexplicably irritated and directly turned into a yak form.With faster speed and stronger force, he ran towards Ai Lan.

In fact, what Ai Lan didn't know was that most of the cows were color blind.Therefore, no matter what color cloth is used for static display, bullfighting has no feeling, and only shaking objects can arouse their fighting spirit.

Ai Lan angered Angus only by mistake.

The battle at this time has become a stage for matador Ai Lan to perform. Angus the Tauren rushed towards Ai Lan with red eyes.

Since yaks are rough-skinned and thick-skinned, Angus in the tauren form can resist Alan's Adamantium alloy, and will not be cut in two with a single knife.

Although Angus, who had become a yak, had a stronger defense, he was still cut with a bloodstain by the sharp edge of the Adamantium alloy.

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

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

No wonder it is said that people flock together, and things form groups. It turns out that people with similar abilities will attract each other.

If Angus could fight calmly, he might still be able to hurt Ailan.The current situation is that he couldn't hit Ai Lan at all, but was slashed on the back by Ai Lan one by one.

As time went by, Angus was covered in scars, and his momentum was not as good as before.

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

The bull Angus, whose gaze had already sunk, rushed towards Ai Lan again as if he didn't know how to be tired.Ai Lan stopped and turned around, the red cloth was raised high, and under the red cloth was an empty bull.

At this time, Ai Lan finally understood why those royal nobles in ancient Spain liked to watch bullfights. It was so exciting, either the bulls died or the people died.

Whether it is the dignitaries in the stands or the matadors below, what they feel is thrilling and exciting.The only one who feels pain is the bull being pitted.

Although there is no audience, Ai Lan, who has a strong desire to perform, shows her own vigorous posture and heroic and free and easy form beauty, and the difficulty of her movements has become more and more extreme.

After a few more rounds, Angus seemed to be at the end of his strength, and he was out of breath even between attacks.

Although there was a sense of taking advantage of others, Ai Lan already felt that the time was ripe.

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

Ailan raised her wrist with one hand to look at the snow in her hand and aimed at Angus' body, and continued to tease the bull with the red shirt with the other hand and continued to charge forward.

"Tooth Protrusion One Form!"

When the yak transformed by Angus rushed towards Ai Lan again, Ai Lan did not dodge, but directly stabbed out with a sword.

This sword pierced extremely deep, completely covering the blade.

Angus turned into a human form and regained his sanity.

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

Alan 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 needed here in the future."

When the exit is opened, ambitious people will naturally venture into the vast world.Those who want to live in this small world have nothing to say.

Ai Lan installed the four gemstones on the stone platform one by one. 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 quickly buckled the gemstone again, and ran under the altar at a faster speed.

In the end, Ai Lan felt that the running was too slow, so she directly used the wind-attributed gems to fly out against the wind.

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

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

The instinct of survival is inherent in the depths of the human soul, and it is usually so slow to take in the anchor and sail one by one.Now that he heard that he was going to be buried, the speed of his actions was surprising.

Especially Momo, if it hadn't been needed to pull the boat, it probably would have disappeared long ago.

(End of this chapter)