In the swirling smoke and dust, Lailan's face behind the dragon helmet was serious, and there was a very deep scratch on his shoulder armor.

The shield of the Masterwork Rune Plate Armor was broken by one blow.

On the other side, the blood knight felt uncomfortable. There was a large dent on the surface of his dragon-scale shield. The dragon wing decoration on the side of the armor was smashed by the Heram war hammer. The huge impact at the moment of the confrontation caused the blood knight to collapse.

The gun was broken into two pieces and he discarded it casually, then turned around and pulled out the bloody sword: "Shua——"

"Continue! Young man, I know you can do it!" Ameler simply took off the blood dragon helmet, his face was full of strong fighting spirit and fanaticism, his eyes were focused, and he looked extremely nervous: "You are a very good person.

Whetstone! Come again!"

"As you wish!" Lailan also took off his dragon helmet and raised his war hammer. He immediately activated the demi-gryphon and rushed towards the Blood Knight with the whirlwind.

The former knights of the White Wolf Knights had so much experience in life and death duels. How many knights died under the Blood Blade Sword? Aimiler's eyes were fierce. He subconsciously twisted his wrist and immediately raised his engraved red dragon.

dragon scale shield.

The war hammer burning with the pure power of the twin-tailed comet and the flames of the Wolf God came in an instant, and the hammer head hit the giant shield heavily. With the blessing of the power rune, the force of the war hammer made the Blood Knight groan and retreat.

, avoid the edge.

After the blow was completed, the demi-gryphon under Lailan immediately pounced ferociously at Aimler. Its powerful lion claws slapped the blood knight's bald head, and its sharp beak like an eagle pecked at the gap in the armor on his neck.

The next second, the blood knight actually withstood the attack of the terrifying monster with his body. The blood blade sword drew a dangerous arc and actually cut off the two sharp claws of the demi-gryphon, and then charged up a punch and struck it.

The side of Fernos' beak caused the demi-gryphon to scream: "Wow~~"

When the attack failed, the young baron quickly distanced himself, his face full of seriousness.

The blood knight stood on the spot, fluttering out a gorgeous sword flower. His pale face was full of proud confidence: "Beautiful combat skills, perfect succession, it's my turn!"

Under the moonlit night, the blood rushed straight towards Lailan.

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