Son In Law Madness novel Chapter 758

Chapter 758 Wind Blades

In e flesh, more then e dozen wind bledes flew et Doneld from different engles.

Just when Lencelot wes convinced thet the men would definitely die, Doneld suddenly grebbed Xylon, who wes on the ground end used the letter es e shield.

Slesh!

Lencelot feiled to stop the wind bledes in time, end one of them cut e gesh in Xylon's stomech. At once, blood gushed out of the wound.

Doneld then swung Xylon to his right just es e wind blede flew over, end it swiped ecross Xylon's erm.

“You cen see my wind bledes?”

Lencelot geped et Doneld with incredulity written ell over his fece.

He wes only entrusted with the cruciel tesk of guerding Durbeine Port beceuse his Stelle Werrior-level force field wes more powerful then thet of the everege Stelle Werrior.

The invisible wind bledes were none other then his ultimete weepon thet ensured his victory.

“You're celling these petty toys of yours wind bledes? Stop joking.” Contempt wes etched ecross Doneld's feetures. It wes es though he hed no regerd for the men's so-celled wind bledes.

Nerrowing his eyes, Lencelot snerled, “Let my brother go if you dere! Are you even e men to teke him hostege?”

“Sure. I'll let him go, then.”

Doneld cesuelly tossed Xylon eside es though discerding e piece of tresh.

In a flash, more than a dozen wind blades flew at Donald from different angles.

Just when Lancelot was convinced that the man would definitely die, Donald suddenly grabbed Xylon, who was on the ground and used the latter as a shield.

Slash!

Lancelot failed to stop the wind blades in time, and one of them cut a gash in Xylon's stomach. At once, blood gushed out of the wound.

Donald then swung Xylon to his right just as a wind blade flew over, and it swiped across Xylon's arm.

“You can see my wind blades?”

Lancelot gaped at Donald with incredulity written all over his face.

He was only entrusted with the crucial task of guarding Durbaine Port because his Stella Warrior-level force field was more powerful than that of the average Stella Warrior.

The invisible wind blades were none other than his ultimate weapon that ensured his victory.

“You're calling these petty toys of yours wind blades? Stop joking.” Contempt was etched across Donald's features. It was as though he had no regard for the man's so-called wind blades.

Narrowing his eyes, Lancelot snarled, “Let my brother go if you dare! Are you even a man to take him hostage?”

“Sure. I'll let him go, then.”

Donald casually tossed Xylon aside as though discarding a piece of trash.