Lord Highlander

  Chapter 150 149. Fish that breaks the net 2

   A sword chopped off the head of the young evil spirit, and his feet stepped on the grass. The fine grass leaves made a crackling and breaking sound, and Hathaway realized that a large piece of wild grass under his feet had completely withered.

The thorn-tailed crystal lion leather armor on her body showed several new damages, but the minor injuries on her body became less painful. She lowered her head and saw the crack on her chest, which the leather armor could not hide The turbulent peaks and peaks inside were inevitably white and greasy, which made Hathaway blush a little.

  The distance of a few hundred meters is not too far for the evil spirits, and they rushed forward in a blink of an eye.

He Boqiang raised his shield to meet him, and a large piece of barren grass under his feet withered again. The ghost warrior was extremely experienced in fighting. Seeing He Boqiang raised his shield to meet him, he stepped on the iris shield, and his body leaped high. At the same time, he lowered his center of gravity, stabbed He Boqiang's right collarbone obliquely with the army thorn in his left hand, and smashed He Boqiang's face with the other fist.

  The swift and violent attack was in front of him in an instant, He Boqiang quickly squatted down, raised the iris shield over his head, and struck a sharp blow to block the evil spirit.

The military thorn in the evil ghost's hand was stuck on the shield. What the evil ghost didn't expect was that the military thorn did not penetrate the shield, only the tip was inserted into the shield, and with a "pop", the sharp edge of the military thorn shattered, and There was only a shallow gap left on the shield.

  However, under the full blow of the evil spirit, He Boqiang only felt a huge force hit him, and his knees half-kneeling on the grass sank deeply into the soil.

The silver rune appeared on the shield, but failed to hurt the evil spirit. The evil spirit fell to the ground and chased after him with a sawtoothed axe. He Boqiang hurriedly dodged to the side. The sound, this time the silver rune flashed out of the iris shield, which made the evil spirit's body pause, but the continuous heavy blows made the blood in He Boqiang's body churn, and the Roman sword in his hand could not be held firmly, and he was powerless to fight back.

   Hathaway chased up from behind, and the tail behind the evil ghost swept towards Hathaway, forcing her to retreat.

   Then, he stepped in front of He Boqiang and punched him down.

  The Roman sword in He Boqiang's hand faced the iron fist of the evil spirit, and subconsciously let out a cry:

'break! '

  He Boqiang only felt that the blood in his body seemed to be drawn away, and that blood turned into a trace of devilish energy around the fist of the evil spirit.

  The evil ghost's iron fist burst open with a 'boo' sound like a rotten egg in a microwave oven.

The Roman sword pierced the **** wrist of the evil ghost, and cut a wound more than a foot long on its arm. The evil ghost howled, and the sawtooth ax in his hand slashed down again, but He Boqiang blocked it with an iris shield. A Roman sword rests on the demon's exposed calf of bone armor.

There was originally a hard and thick layer of bone on the evil ghost's calf, and there were some sharp bone spurs growing on the ankle and knee. It is difficult to cut with ordinary fine steel long swords, but at this moment, the evil ghost's feet and calf are unexpectedly Covered with fine cracks, the long sword in He Boqiang's hand pierced into the calf of the evil spirit, and those bone layers that cracked like a dry river bed fell off one after another. The Roman sword easily cut into the calf of the evil spirit, and the inside The leg bone was broken.

  The evil spirit lost a foot, and his body crashed down.

At this time, the second evil spirit had already arrived, and when it saw two companions dead and one wounded, it immediately let out an angry roar. This roar was followed by several evil ghosts roaring at the same time in the distance. Pass information around.

Of course, He Boqiang would not give the injured ghost a chance to breathe. He stepped on the shoulder of the ghost while it was down, and stabbed the Roman sword into the ghost's heart. At this moment, Hathaway rushed over , Taking advantage of the evil spirit's inability to resist, cut off the head of the evil spirit.

  The third evil spirit has rushed ten meters away...

'break'

With He Boqiang yelling, the blood was pulled out of his body by an invisible force again, and a faint devilish energy rushed towards the knee of the third evil spirit. He Boqiang originally thought that the knee of the evil spirit would burst, but in fact it's not true.

  I saw a few fine lines cracked in the bone layer of the evil ghost's knee, and the evil ghost's knee gave way, almost falling down.

  But then it returned to normal and continued to kill He Boqiang.

Seeing this situation, He Boqiang knew that the 'Whisper of Death' was not effective for the caster, or the bearing capacity of the knee was too strong, resisting He Boqiang's 'Whisper of Death'. Shield vs.

  The faint silver runes lit up on the iris shield, which is so dazzling in the eyes of evil spirits.

  He Boqiang kept moving away from the flatbed truck, and backed away step by step with his back facing the direction when the evil spirits came. Several evil spirits came galloping from kilometers away one after another.

  The modified Roman sword in his hand pierced the jaw of the evil spirit again...

  …

  Two quarters of an hour later, He Boqiang bent down and cut off the head of the seventh evil spirit. His legs were a little weak, and he sat down on the grass.

  The two of them finally broke through the hunting net set by the evil spirits, but they were exhausted at this time, and they both lay down among the wild grass to recover their physical strength.

  The 'Divine Blessed Body' recovered extremely quickly, and He Boqiang lay on his back among the wild grass.

  The blue sky above the head is like washing, and the white clouds dotted on it flow past the eyes in various poses and with different expressions.

He untied a water bottle from his waist, and waved his hand to Miss Hathaway, who immediately said that he didn't need it, so he pulled out the cork of the water bottle, poured it on his head, and wiped the purple blood stains on his face Flush it all away, and finally drank the water in the kettle in one breath.

  The shield is still next to the arm, but the modified Roman sword is inserted obliquely on the grass.

Hathaway didn't know where to take out a delicate leather water bag, first soaked a clean handkerchief with water, wiped her face carefully, took two sips, and sat in the grass to apply a hemostatic bandage Bandaging her own wounds, this female swordsman from Bena Provincial Advanced Swordsman Academy has more scars than He Bo, but especially after the battle, her eyes are still full of excitement.

  The exquisite tight leather pants under the leather skirt outline a slender line, and the exquisite long sword in hand is stained with a layer of purple blood.

  She smiled at He Boqiang inexplicably, and said:

   "Little Duck, if he can return to Bena City alive this time, and tell his friends that he and a reserve knight killed nine evil spirits in the Warsaw plane, no one will believe it!"

  He Boqiang looked at the flowing clouds in the sky, waiting for the strength to return to his body as soon as possible, and said intently: "Do you care about other people's opinions?"

Hathaway hugged her knees with both hands, sat beside him quietly, followed his gaze to the sky above her head, and found that there was nothing but clouds above her head, but she didn't look back immediately, but squinted He squinted and said, "Of course, if I can show them my value, maybe I won't be used as a vase to marry those outstanding young nobles they need to make friends with."

  She exhaled lightly, turned her head to look at He Boqiang, and thought in her mind: This may be the price of freedom.

  He Boqiang could only try not to look at her dripping breast shape exposed by the crack in the leather breastplate after sitting down, but he couldn't wipe out the white greasy in his mind.

  He patted the heads of the seven evil spirits around him, and said to Hathaway, "Then do you want to take these back?"

  Hathaway stared at him, the corners of her mouth slightly raised an upward arc, and asked, "You want to give these to me?"

   "Of course, you can only take what is yours..."

  He Boqiang added, pushing the heads of the three evil spirits beside her to her.

   "Ah! Take it away quickly, it's so dirty..." the female swordsman yelled, with an irrepressible joy in her voice.

  He Boqiang didn't understand why Hathaway, who was able to grab the long horns on the top of the evil spirits' heads without hesitation and cut off the heads without hesitation, began to dislike the heads of these evil spirits at this time.

But he didn't think much about it, stood up and tied the heads of these evil spirits together and hung them around his waist, and said to Hathaway: "Let's go to join Trollope Knight and the others, I'm afraid we have to hurry up Follow them..."

  (end of this chapter)