Chapter 532: 533 Women's Greaves

Chapter 532: 533 Women's Greaves

Chapter 532 533. Womens greaves

Everyone can say nice things, but if nice words and roars can become fighting power, then the weak will be ravaged by the strong should disappear from the world.

In Lan En's eyes, Brisson's fighting level is not even as good as the only remaining divine guard beside him.

Because just after Lan En killed two people with one shot of [Alder's Sign], the only remaining divine guard immediately pounced on them.

That posture was obviously because he didn't want Lan En to have the chance to use the attack that could penetrate two people at once.

There should be some limit to powerful attacks.

This is a normal thought.

And if Brisson also has the qualities of a warrior, he should rush forward together with the cult guards.

Its a pity that he spent this time declaring his life motto.

"when!"

There was a crisp sound of steel colliding, and a circle of sparks burst out from the blade of the cult guard.

The eyes under that visor could not stop being frightened.

Because his body also seemed to be falling apart at the same time. It felt like his body's movement ability was beginning to stagnate even though his slashing was blocked by someone!

Good skills.

Lan En gave the other party a slight compliment.

According to Mentos's calculations, after he fully withstood the rebound force of [Wei MingrenDengli], it would take at least five more moves for this guy to collapse.

He is indeed a master of ordinary people.

But he was not facing an ordinary person.

In an instant, he pulled out the Lake Lady's Sword from his waist and blocked the [Dengli Carp]. Lan En just used the angle of swinging the long knife to knock out the weighted ball on the handle of the knife in his hand!

And on the weighted ball, a hazy layer of air distortion was also wrapped around it.

That is the core skill in [Xianfengji Boxing], the air hammer.

The high-density air flowing at high speed was wrapped around the weighted ball and hit the side ears of the cult guard's helmet.

The influence of air pressure will not be weakened by the helmet. Lan En saw with his own eyes that the eyes under the visor of the other party were filled with bloodshot eyes due to the sudden disturbance of intracranial air pressure, and then the pupils became dilated.

Looking at the slumped divine guard in front of him, Lan En held the Sword of the Lake Lady and turned the sword around habitually.

He is not Ashina's rigid samurai, who has to fight until his posture collapses.

After gaining a little advantage in the battle, he still has many methods that he can use to expand his advantage.

The pair of women's greaves on his calves shone slightly with a golden sheen.

He was extremely light and swift, and launched a high spinning kick in mid-air!

Taking into account the force with which he kicked the ground just now, if he kicked someone this time, his head would probably be blown off!

It seemed to Brisson that Lan En's head was about to explode in the next moment.

Just now he was thinking about picking up the long sword to fight the short sword. In this short period of time, he could no longer withdraw his strength and change his moves!

Brisson is certain of this.

But soon, the smile on his face, a handsome young man from an artistic family, suddenly solidified.

"Ah."

A chuckle.

Speak out in this moment that is not allowed to be heard.

At this time, there was a spiral airflow surrounding Lan En's legs.

His hand had just been taken out of the alchemy leather bag on his waist, and his blood was still on it.

This blood is precisely to activate a thing, a skill.

Old Hunter Leg BoneWuxinliuShokuchi!

There was a "pop" sound!

The tall figure originally standing in front of Brisson disappeared like smoke.

When he reappeared, he had already entered the inside of the leg that was swinging in a circle during the roundhouse kick.

Before the shock on Brissons face dissipated, there was a stab sound.

The bright silver light flashed across the crook of his kicked leg.

The powerful roundhouse kick caused his shins wearing greaves to fly out and hit the wall.

The remaining blood in the calf was squeezed out by the impact, spraying out splatter-like traces on the wall.

Brisson, who lost his entire calf, fell down due to instability in his balance after the roundhouse kick.

Ahhhhh!!

At first, this beautiful young man looked at his flying calf in a daze, as if he didn't realize what was going on. But then, the pain drove him to roar.

Lan En looked down at the twisted and beautiful young man rolling in a pool of his own blood, and took out the magical note.

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