"Qiang---!"

On the endless ocean, the sound of steel colliding with each other suddenly sounded, extremely abrupt, making the entire silent space filled with the smell of gunsmoke, and instantly turned into a battlefield. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the fierce burst of sparks, daggers and daggers are intertwined, making the sword light flicker like moonlight, which is dazzling and beautiful.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

As if causing a chain reaction, in the next second, the blade and the blade suddenly clashed fiercely, and the constant collision made the sparks and sounds appear frequently, setting off some waves on the endless sea.

Fang Li and the two ceremonies fought at an astonishing speed in the bursting sparks.

"Smack!"

It's the sound of the soles of your feet hitting the surface of the sea, causing the water to explode instantly.

"Whew!"

This is the sound of a rapid flash in space, turning the atmosphere into a strong wind.

At this moment, Fang Li and the two ceremonies both shuttled on the sea at an astonishing speed, as if they had turned into ghosts, sometimes staggered, sometimes separated, sometimes chasing each other, sometimes evasive, so that the two figures flew over the sea like meteors, looking extremely pleasing to the eye.

It's just that whenever the two chasing meteors meet, the bright sword light will suddenly appear on the surface of the sea, like two moon arcs colliding heavily.

"Bang---!"

In the loud clash, the powerful force violently bounced away the two meteors that met, causing Fang Li and the two ritual figures to appear from it, the soles of their feet rubbing against the sea, retreating in the fierce rowed water, and only stopped after a while.

However, the second round of meetings was not long in coming.

I saw that at the moment of stabilizing their figures, the two rituals stepped through the water again, approached with lightning speed, and swung a continuous slash like a sword dance in the direction of Fang Li.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

The crisp sound of the clash echoed again, causing ripples to ripple on the surface of the sea.

In the face of the extremely fast slash of the two rituals, Fang Li could only hold the moon blade, and kept bounce the falling sword light away, but his body retreated again and again, and was constantly bullied and pursued by the two rituals, as if he was shrouded by the sword light that came from all directions, so thrilling that people couldn't help but shed a cold sweat.

Although Fang Li didn't shed a cold sweat, his face was also tightly tensed, obviously not relaxed at all.

The ice-blue magic eye had already appeared in Fang Li's eyes.

However, the countless blade encounters still did not allow Fang Li to cut any dead line, whether it was the dead line on the opponent's body or the dead line on the weapon, they were all perfectly avoided.

Fang Li was not surprised by this.

After all, the other party is also a person with a direct death eye, and he knows very well what kind of position the death line is, and he also knows very well where Fang Li will attack, so he can naturally avoid it perfectly.

However, Fang Li is also a person with the Eye of Death, so he should be the same as the other party, and he knows very well where the other party will attack.

However, from the beginning to the present, Fang Li has not been able to judge the direction of the opponent's dagger.

Whenever Fang Li thought that the two rituals were about to cut the death line on his neck, the daggers of the two rituals slashed at his chest.

Whenever Fang Li thought that the two rituals were about to cut the death line on his moon blade, the daggers of the two rituals slashed at his head.

It's like playing cards out of common sense, obviously all the attack tracks on this side have been seen through, but the opponent's attack tracks are unpredictable and extremely difficult to judge, which is the reason why Fang Li has fallen to the upper hand.

Moreover, in addition to this, Fang Li also discovered an extremely incredible thing.

That is, regardless of the movement speed, the attack speed of the two rituals is faintly above him, and he always attacks one step faster than himself, so that Fang Li can only be reduced to the point of parrying.

It's a very incredible thing.

Because, Fang Li found that in this soul space, he and the two rituals should be exactly the same in terms of conditions.

Whether it's physical abilities or weapons, the conditions are exactly the same.

This point, from the fact that Fang Li could not reproduce the evil in this space, and the other party was holding a dagger like a waning moon, it was obvious that it was also a moon blade.

However, the other party was stunned that Fang Li's attack speed was faster, which made Fang Li feel very surprised.

And as if seeing through the surprise in Fang Li's heart, the two ceremonies spoke again.

"Nothing strange, right?"

Saying this sentence, which was exactly the same as when it first appeared, the two rituals suddenly stepped forward one by one, and swung several fatal slashes towards Fang Li's whole body, making the cold sword light like lightning, slashing in Fang Li's direction.

“――――！”

Fang Li's heart tightened, and he hurriedly retreated, and while widening the distance, he raised the moon blade in his hand again, and bounced off the attacking slash.

Under such circumstances, the two ceremonies continued to swing deadly slashes, while opening a pair of ice-blue magic eyes and spitting out unkind words.

"Even if the conditions are exactly the same, whether it can be used well or not is another matter, even if we all see the same scenery, but we "see" from a completely different angle."

Different angles?

What does that mean?

While Fang Li was thinking like this, the two ceremonies suddenly approached again and opened their mouths.

"You are too obsessed with using that pair of eyes to chase the death line, from you staring at the death line, and then rushing over to wave the dagger, it takes too long, we use this pair of eyes to see not those lines, but the overall death, if you keep staring at a line to cut, it is not only easy to expose your target, but also easy to make yourself have an excessive sense of attack, if your opponent is a battle-hardened guy, you can judge your next move from your sight, then how can you win?"

The first thing that came to Fang Li's mind was Sherlock Holmes.

Wasn't that the battle with Sherlock the beginning?

"This pair of eyes is really strong, if you can cut the dead line, you can't lose anyway, but if you don't cut it, it's basically just a good look."

"With this pair of eyes, your instinct knows how to fight better than yourself, you only need to look at the overall death of the other party, as for which death line to attack, it's all up to your body to react, anyway, we are only talented in killing, right?"

Saying such a sentence, the two ceremonies suddenly rose one by one, and in a fierce burst of sparks, they in turn bounced the moon blade in Fangli.

Immediately, the two ceremonies suddenly reversed their grip on the sharp daggers, allowing the blades to slash down like streamers.

The cold blade was as fast as the aurora.