In fact, there is no such thing as a flawless one, and there is no such thing as a 100% killer move. An attack without dead ends is powerful, but in terms of the extent of the attack, you lose the right to defend if you use your blade. Qing has never forgotten this sentence, because this is how he can numb himself and encourage himself. Push yourself stronger.

Withdrawing from a small space, the enemy is not necessarily absolutely weak, but he is also completely stronger than he must be, and it is only a normal level to do this.

Without the slightest drag, the blade of the flame was like a whirlwind that drowned the several Assassins who had just stabbed him in the flames. It didn't reach a second before it turned to ashes, because there was no defensive component in the Assassin itself.

"It doesn't seem like this decision is necessarily wise---------"

There was a voice from the moving Assassin, as a special individual with different thoughts, each Assassin has a unique mental color, and there are obviously the kind that complain. In the same way, such individuals will see this consciousness transmitted to their brains like a contagious disease.

"It's better than being ravaged to death by a horde, Assassin! ~”

Qing turned his head and let the flying dagger slash past his ear, but it seemed to take away a few strands of hair from his sideburns. At the same time, at the moment when Qing turned his head to dodge, I don't know when an assassin who looked rickety and was not strong, holding a dagger, was about to pierce the back of Qing's neck!

Quickly using the magic power to release the technique, Qing strengthened and stiffened his long hair at the same time that the dagger had just touched his neck. The big black ponytail held the dagger like a steel cable. Twisting his head, the tempered ponytail slammed into the Assassin's body like a steel whip! Vomiting blood, he fell to the ground and struggled for a while before disappearing into a black mist.

Death. Qing had been calculating that the Assassins who had been slain by himself would no longer be repeated, at least in one campaign. Their numbers will only become scarcer, and they will not be able to split or clone indefinitely just because there are still left.

"Now I know how desperate you are to fight, Caster. Because you will always give people hope. Maybe you're the real villain-----------"

The Assassin's words could be said here, because he had already been killed by Qing before he could continue. Because it's like a story, but it's also a tactic. People are more or less curious about their own things, and they use the reading of what they don't know to attract attention, and at the same time achieve a tactical purpose.

Once you step into this trap, it means the end. However, Qing is indeed quite curious, after all, the word villain has been added to his body many times, and everyone has a different opinion.

Precise and precise rapid combos, constantly in contact with the Assassin's dagger dagger and separation, blood splattered on the sand at every moment, but the battle will not end anytime soon. Qing needs this, and at the same time, it is an intentional action.

Assassin may be hidden in the darkness, but he can definitely live up to the name of a hero, but the term assassin makes them shackle with evil spirits after death, because no one can see them, and all people can see is the corpse left behind after their assassination.

It's hard to use great force and grind to be fundamentally effective against the Assassin, because it's fast enough to dodge even slower speeds! Playing fast is the best way and the slowest way.

In this fight, Qingyi is consuming the number of Assassins, and the second is indirectly consuming the magic of Riders. The existence of the inherent enchantment is too powerful, and although he is in a state of alliance now, there will always be a moment of war in the future! It would take a while to get out of the inherent enchantment, and Qing Zi recognized that he could deal with the attack of such a huge army, but his own master couldn't do it. So a little more knowledge of the enemy, a little less chance of death--------

Time passed in the grappling and slashing, and Qing ran rampant in the multitude of attacks, swinging his sword quickly and precisely, incomparably graceful, accurately calculating the attacks from all directions, and the blade that could hit him dodge without missing a trace, as fascinating as a dance, but the blood spilled filled the delight with mud.

The blue sky was still the same, the blazing sun still didn't move, and the heat never diminished. People's appreciation of beauty is mostly focused on the unseen and fresh, so that every time Qing makes a move, there will be no repetition.

There were still twenty more, and there were only twenty people left in the Assassin group, which was like an elite unit, and Qing was not injured except for the loss of a few strands of hair at the beginning. The unparalleled kendocraft of Kendo makes it easy for Sei to do this.

Swift as lightning, the sword light flickered one after another, and every move was so fast that it could only be imagined by the afterimage, the air flow brought by the sword blade, and the air was accompanied by the sharp roar of the blade light. Although the Assassins motivate each other and cooperate with their companions to help each other dodge the slashes of the overly green, they still can't get the root of life, or even fight back.

This is the kendo technique that Qing was able to create, and was considered fearful. Because every blow is a slash, any direction, any part, will cease to exist after the sword light flashes, and even if you dodge a blow, it is difficult to guess the location of the next sword. The horror of the unknown, the contact with death, makes any opponent who fights with Qing tremble from the bottom of his heart.

The flames on the green sword gradually extinguished, and there were only ten Assassins left around him. It can be said that they survived to the end, or survived until now, and there is only endless despair in their minds. They couldn't kill Qing, just like the legend goes. Qing is not unharmed, but no one can do it. Standing in front of Qing and fighting with him, it is better to be in the dark and self-confident. Only visible fear can face hope and sink into the final death of despair.

"Bad decision------- maybe I really shouldn't have craved something other than an order. ------- but fortunately, the goal has been achieved----- this mission is not a failure. ”

Remnants defeated, that's the only word that can describe the current Assassin. The ridiculous skull masks obscured their appearance, as if mocking.