As Fang Li raised his sharp dagger high and pointed it into the air, an unprecedented terrifying murderous aura began to permeate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

“――――！”

Feeling the deadly murderous aura, Sherlock's heart tightened, and his face became solemn.

Sherlock knew that there were very strong hole cards hidden in the square.

That hole card, Fang Li has just used it once.

With it, Fang Li's strength skyrocketed to an astonishing level in that instant, so that Sherlock couldn't react, and when he reacted, Fang Li had already launched an attack on the scarlet bullet.

It's a pity that although the hole cards are powerful, the side effects are just as terrible.

Even if Fang Li used it, Sherlock had a way to deal with it.

Now, however, Sherlock realizes that he was wrong.

There are indeed very strong hole cards hidden in the square.

However, there is more than just one hole card.

"To be honest, this is the first time I've used it in real combat." Fang Li didn't open his eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"Although I've practiced it many times, I still haven't fully learned this move, so that this move can only exert half of the effect, but it is the most powerful move in the Seven Nights Assassination Technique I have mastered, even if it is not an exaggeration."

“…… Is it? Sherlock nodded, and as expected, said, "I also deduced from your body that you have a very powerful assassination technique, but I didn't expect that you didn't show everything." ”

"So, it's my only hope that I can defeat you instantly." Fang Li said indifferently: "Even if it's only half of the effect, if you can take it next, then just give it a try." ”

As soon as the words fell, the murderous aura that swelled from Fang Li's whole body began to thicken little by little, like the weight of substance, and began to spread around.

The irritating murderous aura made Sherlock's body slowly tense, and he slowly raised his weapon.

The sword used by a knight resembling the Middle Ages reappears in Sherlock's hand.

It seems that Sherlock had already picked up the sword when he teleported with Scarlet Bullet.

After all, it was a treasure that Her Majesty had lent to Sherlock of England, not something that could be lost casually.

Holding the sword, Sherlock raised his head and looked in the direction of Fangli with a pair of unfocused eyes.

"Click---!"

At the same time, behind Sherlock, the entrance to the ICBM, which was transformed into a manned vehicle, suddenly opened.

According to Sherlock's reasoning, he should have hitched a ride on the ICBM at this time.

It's a pity that the appearance of Fang Li made Sherlock's reasoning fail.

In the face of the irritating murderous aura, Sherlock admitted that he had absolutely no way to walk into the ICBM with his back to Fang Li without losing the scarlet bullet.

As a result, Sherlock could only face Fangli, and all his senses extended like tentacles, taking the place of his own vision, observing all the movements around him.

"So..."

It was only then that Fang Li suddenly spoke.

"I'm on."

The murderous aura exploded like a flame.

"But--!"

With a pleasant sword roar, a streamer suddenly appeared, like a spiral aurora, bursting forward.

It was the moon blade in Fangli.

At this moment, Fang Li tightened his whole body, like a spinning top, and threw the moon blade in his hand fiercely.

It wasn't a simple throw, but a thrust that gathered the strength of the whole body.

Therefore, the sharp dagger carrying the strength of Fang Li's whole body turned into a rapidly rotating bullet under the violent throw, and it flashed in space and shot in the direction of Sherlock.

It's fast.

Sherlock, who had completely released his sensation like radar, reacted in time, and almost at the first moment when the spiraling aurora burst out, he suddenly raised the long sword in his hand and blocked it in front of him.

"Whew!"

Under the sharp sound of breaking wind, the dagger turned into a spiral bullet swept forward, like lightning and stone fire, and landed heavily on the long sword.

"Bang---!"

The loud clashing sound turned into a sound wave, like a bell being rang, echoing in all directions.

At this moment, Sherlock was taken aback.

Because, Sherlock could feel very clearly that the dagger that fell on his weapon came with an astonishing force.

It was as if a train had crashed into it.

In such a situation, Sherlock even carried a sword, and the whole person was shocked and flew out, the soles of his feet rubbed against the ground, and he quickly fell backwards.

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The dagger like a spiral bullet still slammed into the long sword in Sherlock's hand, allowing the fierce sparks to appear with friction, bringing a terrifying force that could not stop transmitting to Sherlock's body.

"Hmm... Ahh ”

Sherlock, who was rapidly retreating, couldn't help but let out a low roar, holding the long sword hard, desperately defending against the powerful force of the 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 can't be loosened.

Once released, the castrated dagger will completely transform into a wild horse, like a laser that pierces Sherlock's body.

Therefore, Sherlock must not let go of the sword in his hand.

"Bang---!"

A strong gust of wind erupted on Sherlock's body.

At this moment, Sherlock chose to use his superpowers to assist himself and defend himself.

Under the strong wind pressure, Sherlock's whole body seemed to be covered with an invisible layer of wind armor, and his body gradually stopped in retreat, and the surge of air flow was also blessed on his arm strength, allowing Sherlock to defend against incoming attacks.

The dagger, which had turned into a spiral bullet, was finally forced to stop, and the spinning trend became weaker and weaker.

"Qiang---!"

At one point, with a crisp sound, the dagger that had been drilling Sherlock's longsword with sparks flew out.

However, almost at the same time, Sherlock's complexion changed.

"I knew that there was no way to solve you with only this level."

Under such a voice, a figure silently rushed into Sherlock's arms.

"Whew!"

I don't know when the dagger returned to its master's hand cut through the air, separated the wind pressure from Sherlock's body, and stabbed out like lightning.

"Poof!"

With a tearing sound, a burst of blood splattered and spilled into the sky.

With a moaning voice.

"Extreme Death - Seven Nights..."