As Fang Li raised the sharp dagger high and pointed it in the air, an unprecedented terrifying murderous aura began to spread.
"!"
Feeling the deadly murderous aura, Sherlock's heart tightened hard, and his expression became solemn.
Sherlock knew that Fangli had a very powerful hole card hidden.
Fangli had just used that hole card once.
Relying on it, Fang Li's power soared to an astonishing level in that instant, and Sherlock was unable to react. After the reaction, Fang Li had already launched an attack on Scarlet Ammo.
It's a pity that although the hole cards are strong, the side effects are equally terrible.
Even if Fang Li uses it, Sherlock still has a way to deal with it.
But now, Sherlock found himself wrong.
Fangli does hide a very powerful hole card.
However, this hole card is not just one.
"To be honest, this is the first time I have used it in actual combat." Fang Li didn't open his eyes and spoke in a low voice.
"Although I have practiced it many times, I still haven't fully learned this trick. This trick can only be used to half the effect, but it is the most powerful of the seven nights assassination art I have mastered. Even if it’s called a nirvana, it’s not an exaggeration."
"... Really?" Sherlock nodded, and said as expected: "I also inferred from your body that you have a very powerful assassination technique, but I didn't expect that you showed it. not all."
"So, it is my only hope that I can defeat you immediately." Fang Li said indifferently: "Even if there is only half of the effect, if you can follow it, just give it a try."
As soon as the voice fell, the murderous aura that swelled from Fangli's whole body began to thicken little by little, and began to spread around the surroundings like a substantial pressure.
The thorny murderous aura caused Sherlock's body to slowly tighten, and slowly raised his weapon.
The long sword used by the knight resembling the Middle Ages reappeared in Sherlock's hands.
It seems that when using Scarlet Ammunition to teleport, Sherlock had already picked up the sword.
After all, it is the treasure lent to Sherlock by Her Majesty of England, not something that can be lost casually.
Holding this sword, Sherlock raised his head and stared in the direction of Fangli with a pair of eyes without focus.
"Crack!"
At the same time, behind Sherlock, the entrance of ICBM, which was transformed into a manned tool, suddenly opened.
According to Sherlock's logical foresight, at this time, he should have caught ICBM.
Unfortunately, the appearance of Fang Li made this reasoning of Sherlock fail.
Faced with the irritating murderous aura, Sherlock admitted that with the loss of the Scarlet Ammunition, there was absolutely no way for him to turn his back to Fangli and walk into the ICBM.
As a result, Sherlock could only face Fangli, and all the sensations stretched out like tentacles, replacing his own vision and observing all the movement around him.
"So… "
Only then did Fang Li suddenly speak out.
"I'm on it."
Murderous, exploded like flames.
"choke!"
Accompanied by a sweet sword chirping, a stream of light suddenly appeared, like a spiral aurora, bursting forward.
That is Fangli's Moon Blade.
At this moment, Fang Li's body tightened, like a spinning top, he turned and threw the moon blade in his hand fiercely.
It was not a simple throw, but a spur that gathered the power of the whole body together.
Therefore, the sharp dagger carrying the power of Fang Li was thrown fiercely and turned into an extremely fast-rotating bullet.
The speed is extremely fast.
Sherlock, who completely released her feelings like radar, reacted in time. Almost as soon as the spiral of aurora burst out, she suddenly raised the long sword in her hand and stood in front of her. .
"laugh!"
Under the sharp sound of breaking the wind, the dagger that turned into a spiral bullet swept over, like a spark of lightning, and fell heavily on the long sword.
"Crack!"
The resounding clash of strikes turned into sound waves, resounding in all directions like the ringing of a bell.
At this moment, Sherlock was taken aback.
Because, Sherlock could very clearly feel that the dagger that fell on his weapon sent an astonishing force.
It was as if a train slammed into it.
Under such circumstances, Sherlock even carried a sword, and the whole person was shaken out, and the soles of his feet were rubbing on the ground, and he moved backwards at an extremely fast speed.
"Kiddy Kicked!"
The dagger like a spiral bullet still slammed into the long sword in Sherlock's hand, causing fierce sparks to emerge from the friction, bringing a terrible force, which could not help being transmitted to Sherlock's body. .
"Um... Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
Sherlock, who was going backwards at extreme speed, couldn't help groaning, holding the long sword hard, and desperately defending the powerful force of the incoming attack. Even if the tiger's mouth was numb, the weapon in his hand would not be released.
No, it should be said that it cannot be released.
Once released, the castrated dagger will completely turn into a wild horse, like a laser beam, penetrating Sherlock's body.
Therefore, Sherlock must never let go of the sword in his hand.
"Boom!"
A strong wind pressure erupted on Sherlock's body.
At this moment, Sherlock chose to use super powers to assist him and defend himself.
Under the strong wind pressure, Sherlock's whole body seemed to be covered with an invisible wind armor, and her figure gradually stopped in the violent retreat. The surging of the airflow also blessed her arm strength, allowing Sherlock to defend herself. Lived the incoming attack.
The dagger that turned into a spiral bullet was finally forced to stop, and the spinning trend became weaker and weaker.
"Chang!"
At a certain moment, under a crisp sound, the dagger that had been piercing the blade of Sherlock's long sword along with sparks flew out.
However, almost at the same time, Sherlock's complexion changed.
"I know, there is no way to solve you with this level."
Under such a voice, a figure rushed into Sherlock's arms silently.
"Huh!"
I don't know when, the dagger that returned to the master's hand cut the air and separated the wind pressure on Sherlock's body, stabbing out like an electric light.
"Puff!"
Amid the tearing sound, a burst of blood spattered into the sky.
Accompanied by a low groaning voice.
"Extremely Dead Seven Nights..."