"Puchi!"

This is unknown how many times the sounds sounded in the hall.

The sound gradually turned into a rhythm without any stop. It was like a beautiful music, like precise notes, constantly echoing in the air.

However, the pleasant sound, every time it sounds, can take away a life.

Even if the other party is a monster different from humans, that's the same.

"Bang!"

The sound of flames burning immediately followed the pleasant tearing sound and slowly rang.

However, the object of the flame was the body of a Red Apostle.

In this moment, the Red Apostle was killed simply and neatly.

In the case of the throat being wiped off.

The dagger that cut off the throat of the Red Apostle was like a flash of light, galloping up and rushed towards another Red Apostle.

"Puchi!"

The sound of the sharp blade piercing through the body suddenly echoed.

The Red Apostle didn't even have time to react, and was instantly pierced by the coming sword light. His eyes were so wide that he slowly fell down with a rich expression of disbelief and dullness.

The murderous ghost holding a dagger turned around. A pair of ice-blue demon eyes shone with a terrifying luster, carrying an extremely terrifying murderous aura, rushed into the crowd at the other end.

“Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

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

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

So, the murderer holding a dagger opened his magic eyes and stepped on the cold air, like a bullet coming out of the borehole.

"choke!"

The knife lights up.

"Puchi!"

Flames splash.

At this moment, the figure in Fangli completely turned into a ghost, carrying the whistling energy and the chaotic airflow, and rushed back and forth into the crowd at an astonishing speed that the naked eye could not capture. The moon blade in his hand brought a dazzling sword light, reaping life like continuous sword dances.

The apostles of the Red World, with soldiers of the Phosphorus, frequently surrounded from all directions, swallowing up the body inside.

However, the square was like a ubiquitous gust of wind, shuttled back and forth in the army. The dagger in his hand was like an invincible magic weapon. No matter what kind of opponent came to him, he would be strangled instantly, as fragile as white paper.

Under such circumstances, the phosphorus seeds fell down in pieces, and were burned out in the flames.

As for those Red Apostles who became tourers with superb combat power in the "Masquerade", they seemed to have become the most unbearable fish at this moment. Under the slash of the sharp dagger like a sickle like the god of death, they all turned into minced meat and residual bodies in an instant.

"Well…!"

"ah…!"

"Um..."

The short and rapid screams became the accompaniment.

"Puchi pudchi pudchi!"

The sound of the body being penetrated by a sharp weapon spread throughout this scene.

Under this unsurprising unilateral massacre, dense army continued to fall at the feet of the murderer, and completely told the prosperous scene of the world with unwillingness and fear.

Fang Li just rushed into the crowd with a cold face, his body like a shadow, and kept shuttled through the hall. He killed all the apostles and phosphorus that would attack on the spot without any mercy.

Such a killing figure is the most suitable background for square li.

Fan Xinglu once said this to the other party.

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

"One is "darkness."

"One is "killing."

""Dark" means secret action."

""Kill" means attack deadly."

"The former hides its breath, traces and figures, like a poisonous snake, and starts attacks at any time, targeting the weaknesses and key points of the target, and seeking instant killing."

"The latter strengthens attacks, speed and weapons, just like beasts, and moves with thunder, aiming to destroy and annihilate the target, and pursue rapid killing."

"So, depending on the combat technology, the two methods of combat are completely different."

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

"The combat method of those who are proficient in "killing" is to attack."

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

"Since that's the case, you should master the way of "kill" than the method of "darkness".

It has to be said that Fan Xinglu's words really point directly to the essence of assassination.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the Qiye Assassination technique, it is obvious that it is a combat technology derived from "kill". The advantage of the user is that he is unexpected and kills with one blow. There is no hidden aura or hidden body technology in it.

Fangli’s talent lies in the aspect of “killing”, not the aspect of “darkness”.

Therefore, when learning the Qiye Assassination Technique, Fang Li immediately understood the skills of flashing sheaths and flashing. As for the skills of the assassinator, he only realized it after he had figured out Fan Xinglu's scroll thoroughly.

Therefore, stealth is just an auxiliary to the square.

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

Just like the word "killing ghost", it is just to bathe yourself in blood and cry out in tragedy.

The purpose is to reap life.

All of this was clearly seen by Libezar.

"Why…"

The tall humanoid beetle is clenching its fists.

"Why…"

The powerful Red Apostle was trembling with his body.

"Why can a human being kill our Red World apostles like this?!"

This is something Libezar cannot understand anyway.

"hateful!"

At that moment, Liberzal pulled down the rosary hanging around his neck with an angry rosary.

"Buzz!"

The rosary that was torn hard suddenly trembled slightly, and flames ignited, floating around Liberzal, like a whirlpool, chaoticing the surrounding air.

"superior!"

Under Liberzal's low rosary, fists-sized rosary shot out suddenly.

During this process, the rosary suddenly rose sharply and gradually turned into tall figures.

Suddenly, all of them are Liberzal's appearance.

A large number of Liberzal immediately roared, rushed towards the direction of the square and rushed forward.

He noticed the coming aura in the square rushing among the crowd, turned his head suddenly and looked over.
Chapter completed!