"Poof!"

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The sound had gradually become a rhythm, without any pause, like a beautiful piece of music, like a precise note, constantly echoing in the air.

However, that pleasant voice, every time it sounds, it can take away a life.

Even if the other party is a monster that is different from humans, it is the same reason.

"Bang---!"

The sound of the flame burning was immediately followed by the pleasant tearing sound, and then slowly sounded.

However, the object of the flame was the body of an apostle of the Red World.

In this instant, the Red World Apostle was killed with a clean blow.

In the condition of having his throat cut off.

The dagger that had slit the throat of this Red World Apostle was like a flash of light, galloping up and rushing towards the other Red World Apostle.

"Poof!"

The sound of a blade piercing through flesh suddenly echoed.

The Red World Apostle didn't even have time to react, and in an instant, he was pierced through his heart by the incoming sword light, his eyes were extremely wide, and he slowly fell down with a rich expression of disbelief and sluggishness.

Only then did the murderer with the dagger turn around, a pair of ice-blue demon eyes shining with a terrifying luster, carrying an extremely terrifying murderous aura, and rushed into the crowd at the other end.

"Oooo

Several Red World Apostles roared and roared, carrying countless phosphorus soldiers, and were about to give Fang Li a head-on blow.

However, in front of Fang Li, the other party's speed and reaction were too inferior, and it was impossible for him to keep up with him.

So, the murderer with the dagger opened a pair of magic eyes, stepped on the cold air, like a bullet out of the chamber, and rushed forward.

"But--!"

The knife light up.

"Poof!"

Flame splashes.

At this moment, Fang Li's figure completely turned into a ghost, carrying the roaring energy and chaotic air current, rushing back and forth in the crowd at an astonishing speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and the moon blade in his hand brought a dazzling sword light, like a continuous sword dance, harvesting life one by one.

The apostles of the Red World with the soldiers of phosphorus frequently surrounded them from all directions, engulfing Fang Li's figure.

Fang Li was like an all-pervasive wind, shuttling back and forth in the army, the dagger in his hand was like an invincible divine weapon, no matter what kind of opponent came to his side, he would be strangled in an instant, as fragile as white paper.

Under such circumstances, the phosphorus fell in pieces, and in the bursts of fire, they were all burned out.

As for the Red Apostles who became itinerant warriors with their superior combat prowess in the "Masquerade Ball", at this moment, they seemed to have become the most unbearable miscellaneous fish, and under the slash of the sharp dagger like the scythe of death, they all turned into minced flesh and wreckage in an instant.

"Uh...!"

"Ahh

"Hmm...!"

Short, rapid screams became accompaniment.

"Puff-p

The sound of the flesh being pierced by a sharp weapon spread throughout the scene.

Under this unilateral slaughter without suspense, the dense army continued to fall at the feet of the murderers, with unwillingness and fear, completely bidding farewell to the prosperity of the world.

And Fang Li, just rushed into the crowd with an indifferent face, his body was like a shadow, and he kept shuttling through the hall, killing all the apostles and phosphorus who would attack on the spot, without the slightest mercy.

This kind of killing posture is the most suitable background for Fang Li.

Fan Xinglu once said this to the other party.

"The so-called assassins, in a broad sense, can be divided into two types."

"One is dark."

"One is to kill."

"Dark" means covert action."

"To kill means to attack and to kill."

"The former conceals his breath, traces and body shape, like a poisonous snake, which can erupt at any time, aiming at the weakness and vital points of the target, and pursuing instantaneous killing."

"The latter strengthens attacks, speed, and weapons, and is like a beast of prey, with thunder at every move, aiming at the destruction and annihilation of the target, and pursuing a quick kill."

"Therefore, according to the different combat techniques, the combat methods of the two are also completely different."

"The combat method of those who are well versed in the essence of darkness is to sneak attack."

"The fighting method of those who are proficient in the incisive art of killing is to attack."

"And your talent and talent are aimed at the word "kill."

"In this case, what you should master more than the method of "darkness" is the way of "killing".

I have to say that Fan Xinglu's words really point to the essence of assassination.

If nothing else, let's talk about the Seven Nights Assassination Technique, which is obviously a combat technique derived from the aspect of "killing", and the user's advantage lies in surprise and one-hit killing, and there is no concealment aura and hidden body technology in it at all.

And Fang Li's talent lies in the aspect of "killing", not in the aspect of "darkness".

Therefore, when he learned the Seven Nights Assassination Technique, Fang Li immediately comprehended the skills of flashing and dodging, and as for the assassin's skills, he only comprehended it after Fang Li pondered Fan Xinglu's scroll thoroughly.

Therefore, stealth is only an aid for Fang Li.

Fang Li's real combat skills are still reflected in killing, not sneak attacks.

Just like the word murderer, just to bathe himself in blood and scream.

The purpose is only to harvest life.

And all this was clearly seen by Libezar.

"Why..."

Tall humanoid beetles clenched their fists.

"Why..."

The mighty Red World Apostle trembled.

"Why can a human slay the apostles of our Red World like this?!"

This is something that Libezar could not figure out anyway.

"Damn!"

At that moment, with an angry roar, Libezar ripped off the rosary that hung from his neck.

"Hum!"

The prayer beads that had been torn off by force suddenly trembled slightly, and flames burst into flames, suspended around Libezar, like a whirlpool, and confused the surrounding air.

"Up!"

Under Libezar's low roar, fist-sized prayer beads burst out.

In this process, the rosary beads suddenly rose in flames, and gradually turned into tall figures.

Impressively, all in the form of Libezar.

Liberal, who was quite a few, roared as he rushed in the direction of Fangli and pounced.

Fang Li, who was rushing to kill in the crowd, sensed the aura of the attack, turned his head sharply, and looked over.

With those ice-blue MONOCULUS.