One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty-Six, Don't Blame Me if You Die

"Clang!"

The two shots of Feng and Lei collided again.

Moreover, this time, they collided right in front of Fang Li, causing the bursting sparks to illuminate Fang Li's face, as well as the figure of the servant who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"It's really a big mess, Master of the black side."

The rider of the red camp carried the cross gun on his shoulders, which focused on flexibility and mobility, but held it with both hands as if supporting a pole, and the expression on his face was full of refreshment.

"It's really extraordinary to be able to shoot against the elder sister like this, intercepting all the shots of the elder sister. I'm afraid your servant is also a very powerful archer?"

Rider's question is not so much interested in the opponent, but rather interested in the servants in the opponent.

If it wasn't for this, maybe the other party didn't even know if he would show up.

after all…

"Don't worry, I didn't receive the order to snipe you like my elder sister. I just came to see it because of my personal interest. I didn't expect to see such a good scene that made people want to thank the gods in the sky loudly."

The rider smiled calmly.

That smile gradually became a little bit of fighting spirit and high spirits.

"How about it? Why don't you summon your servants here? Anyway, you have Command Seals, don't you?"

Rider looked directly at Fang Li, without hiding the fighting spirit in his heart, and said this.

"Let your servant come here and do two tricks with me, and I will let you pass, how about it?"

It seems that Rider really doesn't care about the Master Fangli at all, but cares about Minamoto Raimitsu who can shoot at Archer.

This is an extremely pure fighter.

Fang Li immediately made such a judgment in his heart.

It's not like Fang Li has never seen such a fighter.

Like Poros, that is a warrior who is desperate for an opponent.

In essence, the rider in front of him,

Same with Poros.

eager for opponents.

eager to fight.

A desire to be able to find sources of stimulation and emotional outbursts.

There are countless such existences in various myths and legends.

"Well, although you don't know if your servant is qualified to be my opponent."

The rider said so with an attitude that seemed arrogant, but was actually full of extremely strong confidence.

"At least, if you can carve scars on my body, then you are qualified to fight with me."

These words, as if to show the self-confidence in his heart, turned into hidden power fluctuations, lingering around rider's body.

That aura was no less than that of the biggest trump card of the black camp, the king of Romania, Vlad III.

In other words, the servant in front of him is extremely powerful.

I'm afraid, in the red camp, they all belong to the level of ace.

However, Fang Li already knew about this level of things.

"Unfortunately, I don't intend to let my followers come here."

Fang Li smiled calmly at the rider.

"Leaving aside you, if someone in the church sees it, it will be somewhat disadvantageous to my followers."

According to the memory of the original book, if Fang Li's memory is correct, the supervisor in the church has the ability to see the real name of a follower in an instant.

At that time, Minamoto's real name will be exposed, and the other party is someone sent by the Holy Church. Once he uses the baptismal chant, it will be really troublesome for Minamoto who has been demoted as a ghost.

Therefore, Fang Li thought about keeping Minamoto Raimitsu at the rear and fulfilling the role of defender.

For Minamoto Raimitsu, who already has the ability to become both a saber and an archer, he can perfectly implement it whether he is a forward or a defender.

At least, if Fang Li was to be the defender, he would definitely not be able to reach Minamoto Raimitsu's level.

Therefore, Minamoto Larimitsu became a defender, and Fang Li, the master, came up as a forward instead.

Of course, it is impossible for the rider to guess this deep meaning.

However, there is one thing that the rider can still understand.

"In other words, you plan to break into our base camp alone while letting the servants completely hide behind the scenes?"

Rider couldn't help laughing.

Smile a little happily.

"Oh, we are really underestimated."

Speaking of this, the aura on the rider suddenly changed.

"A mere Master actually intends to break through our defense line and attack our Master. No matter how arrogant I am, I have to give me a limit!"

The sense of oppression, which can be called violent level, swept the audience like a sudden storm.

Feeling the strong pressure, Fang Li narrowed his eyes.

Good guy.

In terms of strength, this rider may already be above the first-class Sweetheart Mask.

Under such circumstances, the rider raised his head and shouted loudly towards the surroundings.

"Did you hear that? Servant of Black!"

"Next, I'm going to attack your Master!"

"If you don't want to watch your Master die, then just release your arrows at me!"

After making such a declaration, the rider looked at Fang Li.

"Sorry, don't blame me if you die!"

After finishing speaking, the rider's face was completely filled with madness.

"Snapped!"

Footsteps sounded suddenly.

In this instant, the servant who was hired as rider moved.

Obviously, he should rely on the performance of the ride to act as his own combat power, but the rider seemed to disdain to use it, and directly stepped through the atmosphere, rushing towards Fang Li like a gust of wind.

Do not.

That's not the wind.

If you must describe it, it is a comet.

Like a humanoid comet sprinting, the rider, with a maddened smile, rushed towards Fang Li at an astonishing speed.

Speed, it is easy to break through the speed of sound.

"laugh----!"

However, almost at the same time when the rider charged out, the arrows that shone with lightning also pierced through the space, shooting towards them with lightning speed.

The target is the rider.

But the rider's speed does not decrease.

Only the cross spear in his hand danced like a shadow of a whip, like a light stick.

"clang----!"

In the ringing of a bell, the arrow that turned into thunder was bounced off by the cross gun.

However, the rider was surprised in the next second.

"laugh----!"

I saw that another thunderous arrow was hidden behind the previous one, shooting straight towards the rider.

That way, it was as if Minamoto Raimitsu had expected that his first blow would be bounced off, and immediately released the second blow.

And this blow, before the rider reacted, it had already rushed to a distance of less than one meter in front of his eyebrows.

Generally speaking, even followers may not be able to avoid this distance.

Faced with this situation, rider was not surprised but delighted.

"This level...!"

The gun in his hand was like a shadow like the wind, and under the rider's astonishing stunt, it seemed to turn into a ray of light, flashing past suddenly.

"Clang!"

The second thunderbolt was knocked into the air again amidst the dazzling sparks.

It's complicated to say, but in fact, the whole process didn't even last a second.

A second later, the rider who turned into a sprinting comet flashed in front of Fang Li with a howling wind and waves.

The cross spear in his hand stabbed out mercilessly.

Facing Fang Li's heart.