Ride and Cut

As Stuart's top unit, the blood knight demonstrated a top combat power that deserves its status.

Even from the standpoint of opponents, one must admit that the "blood energy" of these people-the name Richard had just given a few minutes ago-is really very good.

The variety of his tactics was an eye-opener to the lord of the mountain fort, and he was slashing with a thin thorn sword in his hand at the last moment. The next moment a rain of centaur arrows flew, and seeing that it could not be blocked, the long sword immediately melted into blood and opened a layer of film, and the arrows bounced off one by one like a shield.

There is no gap in the form switching, and it is obvious that I have been trained many times in normal times. If you have a chance to disarm and return to the fields with this hand alone, you can also make a lot of money by doing business.

You must know that the blood knight is not weaker than the bull. If the opponent is an ordinary soldier, they can easily crush and kill with strength alone. In terms of the strength displayed in close hand-to-hand combat, it is definitely the best one that Richard has seen since his debut, and even stronger than the barbarian warrior!

And they would use very evil tricks. At that time, Richard kicked two Euphorbias looking for death with his feet, and then swung his sword to cut a blood knight into doubting life. As a result, before he could continue the combo, the blood knight suddenly let go and let the long sword slip from his palm.

The lord's first reaction thought he had abandoned himself and was about to accept his head. As a result, the long sword actually got rid of the inertial limitation in mid-air, and flew through and flew as flexibly as if it had a life, and flew straight and obliquely toward Richard's visor!

This is a bit of the charm of a sword, but it is undoubtedly more concealed and damaged many times. Few people can resist unexpected evil tricks purely by reaction. The Lord Lord relied solely on the intellect to be born out of desperation at that moment, discarding the sword, clenching his fist and waving his hand and hit it. After a crisp sound, the blood sword turned into plasma, splashing his face all over his face.

"Damn it!" Richard spit out thick sputum, knowing that he must be sweating behind his back without having to reach out to touch it.

A barbarian warrior can't do that everyone has the skill and quickness of a lord, and he has several tricks in succession. If it weren't for the high quality of the visor and the blessing of the stone skin technique, the loss alone would be so heavy that Richard couldn't cry.

However, the Stuart version of the "Flying Sword" is not fast, and once it is prepared in advance, it will be greatly reduced. After the Blood Knight discovered this, he didn't want to use it easily anymore.

Because once the weapon that left the hand receives a heavy blow, it is easy to fall out of control and fall to the ground to return to plasma. The total amount of human blood is limited, which is obviously an important factor restricting the combat effectiveness of the blood knight, and it cannot tolerate the slightest squandering.

To be honest, their offense is the same. They are strong, but they can't take advantage of the barbarians who are far more than them. The real power is that the defense is really dripping. In addition to head-to-head smashing their blood system, there is almost no other way.

The blood sword is lighter than the steel sword, and it can be transformed into a thin film when it is pressing, covering half of the body is not a problem, it is more than a tortoise shell.

Although it is not difficult to observe carefully, each collision can cause the blood knight to lose control of part of the blood, and dots of liquid are scattered everywhere, swaying a thick and humid iron smell in the air.

But relying on this to drag them to lose too much blood is tantamount to idiotic dreams.

Coupled with the Euphorbia who rushed up like life, the height is reasonable, and the quantity and quality are not lacking. Since its establishment, Gaoshan Fort is still in the first hard fight, and I have realized what it is like to be difficult.

Richard only felt that it hadn't been long since the start of the fight, and the fifteen minutes of power surge time had been used up. With his own power alone, even though he could beat the blood knight without a hand, he could no longer kill the enemy with a full blow as he did at the beginning.

I've been hacking and chopping the tortoise shell wildly. To tell the truth... his hands are a bit numb, and his arms are a bit sore.

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Capet sat slumped in the chair, gasping desperately with his mouth wide open like a suffocating fish. He has a not low level of fighting spirit, and his combat effectiveness as a swordsman can be called first-class. But at this moment, it seemed that all of his strength was drained to a drop, and he couldn't even straighten his waist.

The first snowfall in the general calendar of 21,000 years was earlier than in previous years. And with the arrival of winter and dying, it seems that there is still his whole life.

The little nephew Fontaine is dead, Cervantes is dead, and the Griffin's ambition is basically over.

All this only happened in less than an hour, so fast that he couldn't help but suspect that he was dreaming, but it was a pity that he was not.

The enemy that was supposed to be quickly resolved by the blood knights, not only showed no signs of half collapse, but instead entangled all the blood knights and legion fighters like a magnet.

He looked into the distance with vague eyes, where the dragons were driven by the driver, and began to accelerate gradually. As the feet fell, even he could feel the slight tremors from the ground.

As a qualified military chief, even if Capet thought with his toes, he knew exactly what would happen next. But he could only watch, because the legion had no extra troops to dispatch. Even if there is, it is impossible to hold the charge of the dragoons on the ground.

The blood knights and the euphorbias are still fighting, and they will not notice that they are highly concentrated. There is a ripple in the pool of blood under their feet, and they will become more and more obvious with the passage of time.

"Run!" On the battlefield where the shouts were so loud, Cape's shout was so insignificant.

With a "bang", it was announced that Chaksh's wall had officially become history.

Blocks of dry mud and wood were propelled by the force to fly into the air. At the same time, what appeared was the head of the Earth Traveling Dragon, the Great Dragon of the Dragon, and the flashing tip of a lance~www.readwn.com~ This scene was like pouring heads. Under the cold water, many euphorbias who were immersed in the **** battle of life and death forcibly wake up. Their courage quickly dissipated as their sanity regained their senses, and they each embarked on a wonderful journey with their heads in their hands.

But the blood knight did not run, none of them ran, this is no longer the bravery or perseverance can explain. It seems that their minds were affected by the magic stone in the rumors, and they were overly addicted to killing. They were not as nonsense as the Stuart family was born outside.

"Awesome, you deserve to be an elite." Richard grinned and kicked the big bald man who had just had two tricks with him. Although the blood mask did not break because of this, the whole person could not avoid flying upside down.

"Jingrui? You are the best." In the fully wrapped plate armor on the back of Earth Xinglong, there was an urn laughter.

The tip of the gun was adjusted slightly, and the impact force brought by the thousands of pounds of weight of the Skaldi Dragon gathered on the tip of the gun. When he was in the middle of the blood knight, as if a sewing needle pierced the soap bubble, the "pop" fell to pieces.

And such voices, as the brothers of the Skars, who were driving them, approached, they were ringing one after another.