352 Swords vs. Assassination

“The Burst.”

When such a faint sound reverberates in the air, in a corner of the stage, extremely strong energy began to converge.

Only to see, behind the fog and fog that came out of the storm, the sand palace yarn night all over the body shone with the brightness of the stars.

Those brilliances, all gathered in the body of the combination of guns that did not know when they appeared, and they resonated with the Wanying Mine inside.

As a result, the intense energy began to converge on the mussel, and finally formed two luminous cannons, under the tremor of the air, breaking the air and raging out.

“Cry—”

In the strong wind, the two luminous cannons carried a swirling airflow, just rubbing the sides of the body of the fog, and swept in the direction of the direction.

Cooperation is extremely tacit.

In this case, the light cannon rubbed against the air and shot hard in the direction of the direction.

Just when the light cannon was about to fall on the square, a sound of clean drink sounded.

“In a hurry!“Reave it!”

With such a sound, a spell suddenly appeared in front of the square, as if it had been there at the beginning, bursting out a lot of electric light.

The incoming light cannon fell on it in this way, and the bursting electric light collided together.

“The roar—”

The strong explosion burst like a pyrotechnic, carrying a wave of fire, sweeping the four sides.

And these waves are a little trembling in a certain moment, suddenly like running water, to the center of the position.

The fog and sand palace yarn were seen at night.

Where the fire gathers, it is a pure white lightsaber.

There, the uncle in the hands of Fang Li raised his hand, and the full body of the strong star power appeared, slowly infused into the crystal.

In this case, the sword body of the evil spirit shines with a dazzling light, like a whirlpool, absorbing the surrounding fire and waves, and gathers it on the sword.

“What...!”

“...!”

The fog and sand palace yarn were surprised at night.

From Claudia, the fog and sand palace yarn night heard about some evil things, knowing that Fang Li had used the evil to manipulate the air flow, but also caused a certain change in the ground.

Both of them were always on guard.

However, it was not thought that the evil could also be used to manipulate the aftershocks generated by the explosion.

In this way, the sand palace can not be attacked casually at night.

After all, sand palace yarn night shelling almost all will cause a strong explosion, I am also proud of fire, a careless, the attack will be completely used by the opponent.

And during the surprise of the night of the fog and the sand palace yarn, Fangli has controlled all the bursts, compressed it on the sword, raised his head, looked at the fog, and smiled.

“Then I’ll give it back to you!”

After that, the square will compress the rich flame, and the pure star-like armed raised by himself will suddenly wave.

“Hush—”

The flame compressed on the sword suddenly burst out, turning into a huge fire, covering the direction of the fog in the storm.

“The fight!”

The sand palace yarn can't help but shout at night.

“Don’t worry!”

The fog immediately returned such a sentence, and then stopped and closed his eyes.

At this moment, in the mind of the fog, with its own center, a sphere expanded.

The sphere is small, only about two meters in diameter.

However, within the scope of this sphere, is the absolute defensive circle of the fog.

The fire that struck broke into this absolute defensive circle in the next second.

The mist opened its eyes.

"The mist in the sword - tidbits!"

The black-furnace sword in the hands of the fog was suddenly raised.

In this moment, the fog embroidered battle began the endless sword dance at an alarming rate, so that the black-furnace magic sword drew a road of sword light and cut it all around.

Each of the sword lights will break into the absolute defensive circle of fire to be cut in half, so that one fire group after another burst into sparks, dissipated in the air.

From beginning to end, no sword fell.

“Strong!”

Thursili in the back of the square couldn't help but marvel, but then grinned again and said so.

"My brother is not a vegetarian."

Almost as Cesili's voice fell, a faint sound suddenly sounded.

“Hm on—!”

A dark shadow tore the air and swept over, and the pure white lightsaber in his hand carried the whistling wind shept, and at a more astonishing speed than the fog, unrecrupulously split in the direction of the fog.

“—”

The face of the fog was slightly changed, and he hurriedly raised the black-furnace magic sword in his hand and stood in front of himself.

“The thomy—”

The white and black swords struck a hard blow, and a burst of gold and iron strikes sounded.

Under that powerful reaction, Fang and the fog at the same time retreated, eyes met in mid-air.

At the same time, the two of them were holding their bodies at the same time, striding out of the pace, and suddenly raising their hands of pure star-like arms.

"The first wave of the sabre-shearing—the dragon!"

The fog embellishment released a very fast cross cut, so that the two sword lights overlap together and swept to the square.

“Slashes – double kill!”

Fangli is the release of the speed of the two beheading, the upper section and the next section at the same time, facing the front.

“Hang-huh-!”

The second series of beheadings collided with the flashlight of the cross, which provoked a loud sound like a bell, set off a strong impact, and with the strength of disorder, successively opened.

The shock of the shock of the square and the fog was repelled at the same time.

It was this moment that decided to go high.

The sword art is indeed very high, and it is definitely not under the vine.

However, sword art is, after all, sword art, which is applied to sword technology, and naturally has no role in anything unrelated to the sword.

But it can be different in the square.

The essence of the seven-night assassination is that it is unexpected and extraordinary, and the most exquisite is not the attack, but the body.

Therefore, when the fog can not control the body shape back, but in the moment when the foot of the foot falls, the body suddenly stagnates, but does not retreat and retreats, and rushes out.

“Hush—”

The sound of silence sounded.

It was the sound of a slap in the square's stumbling block to the fog.

“The Goo!”The fog suddenly snorted, the whole person was smitten, and the ground rolled out for several meters, and finally stopped.

While the fog stopped, the pure white lightsaber also appeared in his field of vision and pointed to his throat.