Two Hundred and Fifty-Fifth Extreme Death - 7 Nights

As Fang Li raised the sharp dagger high and pointed it in the air, an unprecedented terrifying murderous aura began to pervade.

"———!"

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

Sherlock knew that Fang Li had a very powerful hole card hidden.

Fang Li had already used that hole card once just now.

Relying on it, Fang Li's power soared to an astonishing level in that instant, so that Sherlock was unable to react. After he reacted, Fang Li had already launched an attack on Scarlet Bullet.

It's a pity that although the hole card is powerful, the side effects are equally terrible.

Even if Fang Li uses it, Sherlock still has ways to deal with it.

However, now, Sherlock found that he was wrong.

Fang Li did indeed hide a very powerful hole card.

However, there is not only one hole card.

"To be honest, this is the first time I've used it in actual combat." Fang Li said in a low voice without opening his eyes.

"Although I have practiced many times, I still haven't fully mastered this move, so this move can only exert half the effect, but it is the most powerful of the Seven Nights Assassination Techniques I have mastered It’s not an exaggeration to call it a nirvana.”

"...Really?" Sherlock nodded, and said as expected: "I also deduced from your skill that you have a very powerful assassination technique, but I didn't expect that the way you showed it That's not all."

"So, it is my only hope to defeat you immediately." Fang Li said indifferently: "Even if it only has half the effect, if you can catch it, then just give it a try."

As soon as the words fell, the murderous aura rising from Fang Li's whole body began to intensify bit by bit, and began to diffuse around like a substantial pressure.

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

The long sword used by medieval knights reappeared in Sherlock's hands.

It seems that Sherlock has already picked up the sword when using the scarlet bullet to teleport.

After all, it is a treasure lent to Sherlock by Her Majesty the Queen of England, and it is not something that can be lost casually.

Holding the sword, Sherlock raised his head and stared in Fang Li's direction with a pair of unfocused eyes.

"Crack——!"

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

According to the inferences drawn from Sherlock's methodical foresight, during this period of time, he should have caught up with ICBM.

Unfortunately, the appearance of Fang Li made Sherlock's reasoning fail.

Facing the irritating murderous aura, Sherlock thought that, without the Scarlet Bullet, there was absolutely no way for him to turn his back on Fang Li and walk into the ICBM.

So, Sherlock could only face Fang Li, and all his senses extended like tentacles, replacing his own vision to observe all the movements around him.

"So…"

Only then did Fang Li suddenly speak out.

"I'm on."

The murderous aura exploded like a flame.

"choke----!"

Accompanied by a melodious cry of swords, a stream of light suddenly appeared, like a spiral aurora, shooting towards the front violently.

That was Fang Li's Moon Blade.

At this moment, Fang Li's whole body tensed up like a spinning top, he turned around and threw the moon blade in his hand viciously.

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

Therefore, the sharp dagger carrying Fang Li's whole body's strength turned into a bullet spinning at a high speed under the violent throwing, flashed in the space, and shot towards Sherlock's direction violently.

The speed is extremely fast.

Sherlock, who completely released his feelings like a radar, reacted in time,

Almost at the first moment when the spiral aurora shot out, he suddenly raised the long sword in his hand and blocked it in front of him.

"laugh----!"

Under the sharp sound of breaking wind, the dagger that turned into a spiral bullet rushed towards him like a flash, and landed heavily on the long sword.

"Clang——!"

The loud clashing sound turned into sound waves, like bells being rung, reverberating in all directions.

At this moment, Sherlock was startled.

Because, Sherlock could feel very clearly that there was an astonishing force from the dagger that fell on his weapon.

It was as if a train had slammed into it fiercely.

Under such circumstances, Sherlock was sent flying even with his sword. His feet rubbed against the ground, and he retreated extremely quickly.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

The dagger like a spiral bullet still slammed into the long sword in Sherlock's hand fiercely, causing fierce sparks to appear with the friction, bringing a terrifying force, which could not be transmitted to Sherlock's body. .

"Ugh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Sherlock, who was retreating extremely quickly, couldn't help but growl, holding the long sword vigorously, desperately defending against the powerful attacking force, even if the tiger's mouth was numb, the weapon in his hand would not let go.

No, it should be said that it cannot be loosened.

Once released, the unabated dagger will completely turn into a wild horse, like a laser beam, piercing through Sherlock's body.

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

"Boom!"

A strong wind pressure broke out on Sherlock's body.

At this moment, Sherlock chose to use super powers to assist himself and defend himself.

Under the strong wind pressure, Sherlock's whole body seemed to be covered with an invisible wind armor, and his retreating figure gradually stopped. Stop the incoming attack.

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

"Clang!"

At a certain moment, with a crisp sound, the dagger that had been drilling the blade of Sherlock's long sword bounced out with sparks.

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

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

Under such a voice, a figure rushed into Sherlock's arms without a sound.

"Shuh——!"

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

"Puchi——!"

Amidst the tearing sound, a burst of blood splashed up and sprinkled into the sky.

Accompanied by a crooning voice.

"Extreme Death - Seven Nights..."