"Qiang---!"

The blades are staggering. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the hall like a royal court, daggers and swords that turned into silver flashes collided heavily, causing fierce sparks to fly in the space.

It was an unusually dazzling scene.

However, under such a dazzling scene, what is hidden is a killing machine that cannot be ignored.

"Whew!"

At this moment, Fang Li's figure had completely turned into a gust of wind, as if changing shapes, flickering around Sherlock's body.

The ice-blue MAGIC Eye stared at the detective who was wielding the knight's sword.

The dagger in his hand glowed with a deadly coldness.

Fang Li flew back and forth around Sherlock at an astonishing speed, and the dagger in his hand was like a storm, constantly slashing forward, making the sword light appear around Sherlock's body at a glance.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

Fierce exchanges rang out.

In the face of the storm slash from all directions, Sherlock did not dodge or dodge, but only swung the long sword in his hand with the smallest movement, and his body continued to rotate with the square, as if dancing, and took on the slash of the attack one by one.

If the square is a gale, then Sherlock is a breeze.

Even though it seemed to be at a disadvantage, the slashes from all directions were all caught by Sherlock, making the sparks and clashing sounds burst around incomprehensibly, which looked extremely beautiful.

In such a situation, Sherlock kept carrying a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

On the other hand, although Fang Li launched an attack on Sherlock like a raging wind, his expression became more and more solemn.

"This guy..."

As the battle progressed, Fang Li really became more and more frightened.

Because, the fierce battle in front of him is not scientific at all.

Under the ability of the Eye of Death, Fang Li can clearly see the dead line of the object.

It's not just Sherlock's death line, but even the death line of the weapon in Sherlock's hand can be clearly seen in Fang Li.

Therefore, at the beginning of the battle, Fang Li planned to kill the sword countless times after Sherlock set up the long sword.

As a result, they all ended in failure.

This is where Fang Li was frightened.

It is true that it is more difficult to aim at the death line of the sword than the target of a relatively large human body.

Just like when he was against Jiuzhi Laiqi, the death line of the sword is not only relatively thin, but under the extremely fast swing, if you want to hit accurately, it is also a great test of the attacker's ability, and it is not so easy to cut.

However, Fang Li was no longer the fledgling Lord God Messenger he had been.

Now, Fang Li has mastered the Seven Nights Assassination Technique, and he has greatly improved in terms of technique, coupled with his agility that is far more foul than that of ordinary fifth-level existences, it is no longer difficult to cut through the weapons that are being swung at extreme speed.

However, so far in the battle, Fang Li didn't know how many knives he had swung, but he was stunned that he had not once cut the dead line of the weapon in Sherlock's hand.

As if he could sense the wishful thinking in Fang Li's heart, Sherlock just swung the long sword with extremely subtle movements, and the long sword not only bounced off Fang Li's slash, but also caused the death line to deviate from Fang Li's goal with a subtle gap.

It's simply incredible.

Just as such a thought flashed through Fang Li's heart, Sherlock's voice sounded again.

"It's not something incredible."

“――――！”

It was as if he had seen through the words that Fang Li was thinking, which made Fang Li's heart tighten.

Sherlock, on the other hand, was still dancing in circles, bouncing off the slash of the square while making a leisurely sound.

"If my reasoning is correct, you should have some kind of very special ability, I don't know what the main body of that ability is, but it should be an ability that needs to be hit to take effect."

Fang Li's pair of ice-blue demon eyes trembled slightly, and the slash in his hand couldn't help but slow down a little.

Sensing that Fang Li's attack was slowing down, Sherlock smiled, "Don't ask me how I know, it's something that can be easily reasoned." ”

"After all, from the very beginning, your gaze has been very open, and you have always been focused on the places that need to be attacked, but you don't pay attention to the rest of the places at all, so I naturally have questions about why you are so obsessed with attacking these places, and combined with your previous performance, it is easy to deduce this level of things."

Sherlock is already a blind person, and he naturally becomes very sensitive to the gaze of others.

"And I can still reason from the fact that you are staring at the part of the attack with your gaze." Sherlock said with great certainty: "Your ability is definitely related to your eyes. ”

Saying such a sentence, Sherlock violently turned defense into offense, and the wrong body struck, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out.

"Qiang---!"

With an unknown number of blows, Sherlock's lunge was blocked by Fang Li.

However, Sherlock was unforgiving, and the long sword in his hand flashed, unleashing a stabbing attack like an aurora.

The speed of the thrust is not only very fast, but also the trajectory is extremely tricky.

Fang Li, who is familiar with the deeds of Sherlock Holmes, knows that this is Western swordsmanship.

According to the book, Sherlock was not only a marksman with a pistol, but also an expert in fighting and Western swordsmanship.

Seeing that the stormy spurs kept coming in his direction, Fang Li's face was slightly tight, but his body was like a mirage, and he dodged frequently.

However, every time Fang Li flashed a thrust, the next thrust would come to him with a more aggressive and fast trend.

"I said it a long time ago, right? I can feel where you are, even just by the flow of air. ”

Sherlock, who was able to explain with ease, unleashed a thrust of extreme speed again, sending the tip of the sword like a laser in the direction of Fangli.

"Qiang---!"

Fang Li finally raised his dagger in an unavoidable situation and blocked the incoming spurs.

"Whew!"

However, in the next moment, an even more tricky thrust pierced the space and struck directly at Fang Li's chest.

"Tear it!"

A tearing sound rang out.

It was the sound of Fang Li's clothes being pierced.

At the last moment, Fang Li tried his best to turn sideways, dodging the incoming assault, and the clothes in front of him were pierced.

"Beep..."

However, at this moment, Sherlock's whole body was filled with electric light.

"Bilibili---!"

As the clash of currents rang out, a powerful burst of lightning burst out on Sherlock's body.