-- "The Survivor of the Seven Nights." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

-- "Shoddy fraudsters."

In the midst of the bursting sparks, Fang Li and Luo Ya turned their truest impressions of each other into short words, making the words seem to become a sharp blade, piercing each other's eardrums.

In the face of the verbal attack that pierced the eardrum, Fang Li and Luo Ya both laughed at it.

Only the eyes, one is calm, and the other is murderous.

In the next second, Fang Li and Luo Ya seemed to have made an appointment, and at the same time withdrew the weapon in their hands and took a step back.

However, the soles of the retreating feet suddenly exerted their strength at the moment of falling, causing De Fangli and Luo Ya's figures to rush out at the same time.

"But--!"

The sharp dagger was like an icy arc of the moon, cutting through the sky.

"Whew!"

The hideous knife cut through the air like the claws of a beast.

"Bell---!"

As if ringing a bell, deadly murder weapons collided at the same time, causing the sparks to explode like fireworks and illuminate the surroundings.

With this as a signal, a fierce confrontation broke out.

Accompanied by a burst of sword light and sword shadows, countless sword lights lit up in this space, like a violent storm, venting to the other party.

Fang Li and Luo Ya were face to face with each other, their eyes tightly intersected, but the murder weapon in their hands completely turned into a furious slash, slashing out at an astonishing speed, cutting through the atmosphere, and constantly colliding together.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

In the continuous sound of collisions, sparks are like dust sprinkled in space, and they appear very frequently.

It was a real storm.

Each ray of sword light is a stream of air.

Every collision is a stir.

The storm of the blade outlined the sword light and sword shadow that stabbed people's eyes between Fang Li and Luo Ya, slashing each other while dancing wildly, causing the cold sword light to sweep in all directions like an invisible sickle.

"Smack!"

As soon as a piece of gravel fell into the shadow of the sword, it was immediately cut into pieces by thousands of slashes.

"Poof!"

The ground around it was swept by the light of a scythe-like knife, and it was like a wound had been cut open, and the crack was cut straight out.

The furious slashing between Fang Li and Luo Ya was carried out in less than a second, and the ground around the two of them was completely covered in bruises after a few seconds, and none of them were intact.

And the danger in this is far beyond the level that others see.

It was a fatal problem that only Fang Li and Luo Ya knew.

"Whew!"

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, the sharp dagger bypassed a mysterious trajectory, swept through countless sword lights, and flashed towards the neck of the Dead Apostle.

There, there is a crack-like thread that symbolizes the end, representing a fatal weakness.

"Qiang---!"

However, the sharp dagger was quickly flicked away by the hideous knife that suddenly withdrew.

As if he knew in advance that Fang Li would attack there, Luo Ya calmly sneered and blocked the fatal blow.

Immediately after, a touch of anger flashed in Luo Ya's eyes, and the knife in his hand suddenly stabbed violently, and it also shuttled through countless sword lights and sword shadows, heading straight to Fang Li's chest.

There, too, there was a crack-like line, clearly imprinted into Roya's vision.

"Tear up..."

In the fierce sound of blade collision, such an insignificant tearing sound that was quickly covered by the past sounded.

It was the sound of Fang Li's clothes being cut by a hideous knife.

I saw that Fang Li turned sideways and flashed the stabbing knife with a calm face.

The blade flashed against Fang Li's skin, cutting through Fang Li's clothes and causing some of the fabric to fall to the ground.

However, at this moment, the dagger in Fang Li's hand slashed at great speed.

Moreover, the speed far exceeded the previous storm-like slash.

“――――！”

The sudden flash of speed made Deroa almost unable to react for a while, and when he reacted, he quickly raised his head.

"Whew!"

With the crisp sound of wind cutting, the dagger flashed in front of Roya's neck.

On the cold blade, the cold touch had already touched Roya's skin.

"Tsk!" Luo Ya was immediately stunned, and finally stopped his attack, slashed the ground with the soles of his feet, and quickly retreated.

The sword light and sword shadows in this space did not seem to subside until this time, and gradually faded away.

Silence began to envelop the site.

As if nothing had happened before, all the movement faded silently.

Only the cracks on the ground told others that the storm slash just now was a real thing.

However, after such a fierce battle, the postures of the two sides of the battle are completely different.

Fang Li lowered his eyes and glanced at his torn clothes.

Luo Ya touched his neck, touched some bright red liquid from it, felt the slight tingling sensation, and his expression became gloomy.

However, Roya soon laughed again.

"Isn't that interesting?" Luo Ya grinned like a snake and said, "Sure enough, compared to Tono Shiki, your degree of completion is higher, should you really be said to be a descendant of the killer clan?" ”

"I found you before Shiki Tono, and I did the right thing." Luo Ya pressed his head, kept shaking his shoulders as if he felt joy, and said with a smile: "If I kill you, it must be a great pleasure, right?" ”

Luo Ya's pleasure was exchanged for the completely opposite indifferent expression in Fang Li.

"How many times do you think I've honed myself to get to where I am today?"

Fang Li raised his head and looked at Luo Ya, his ice-blue magic eyes flickered slightly, he couldn't see the feelings in it clearly, he just said this.

"How is it like the great Dead Apostle, in order to gain power, first deceived the princess of the True Ancestor, and then wantonly sucked the blood of people, along with the blood of the people who were Dead Apostles, it should have taken a lot of thought to be able to have the current power, right?"

After all, although Loya was also one of the oldest Dead Apostles, and because of the strongest True Ancestor, he became a Dead Apostle, and his strength and potential were the highest level.

But time has passed, and the rest of the Dead Apostles have been accumulating their strength for a long time, only Luo Ya is constantly reincarnated, coupled with the differences in the reincarnated individuals, the abilities are also uneven, but they are weaker than the first generation that just transformed into the Dead Apostles.

Therefore, compared to a dead apostle like Nero, Loa's strength must be at least several levels inferior.

However, the combat power that Luo Ya just showed was extremely amazing, and he was afraid that he would be able to match his original self.

Even, faintly beyond the past.

That only says one thing.

Nero's power has been plundered a lot by this guy.

"It's a pity that it still doesn't enter the stream after all."

Fang Li lifted the dagger in his hand and pointed over.

"I don't even bother to compare with a guy like you."