Four Hundred and Forty-Six Counterattacks Back to the Origin

"Have you started yet?"

A low voice came from above.

Fang Li frowned tightly, resisting the sharp pain from the ever-expanding wound, raised his head, and looked up.

There, Shabrak stepped on the torrent of flames like a wave, looking down at Fang Li.

"This is my law of freedom." Shabrak spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

"That's a free method that can make the wounds left by my attacks expand slowly over time. The general free methods for undoing curses and healing are ineffective against it. Even the Fire Mist Warrior is under this free method. You can only obediently wait for the time to die, as a human being, judging by the amount of bleeding, I am afraid that you will die completely in less than three minutes."

This is Shabrak's notorious Freedom of Fame as a killer, and it is Shabrak's favorite skill just like Rage of Fire.

The biggest feature of this extremely powerful Crimson World Demon King is that it can hide its body without the target being aware of it, and then launch a terrorist attack that cannot be predicted in advance, and give the target a merciless blow of the fury of fire.

With that blow, everything around it would be destroyed together, and its power was extremely terrifying.

Ordinary opponents would be killed by this blow at the very beginning, and they couldn't even see the opponent's true face, so they could only end with resentment.

And even if the opponent managed to survive the terrifying power of the Fury of Fire, he would be severely injured by the countless swords mixed in it.

Under such circumstances, Shabrak was able to deal a fatal blow to the opponent before he had time to readjust his posture.

And even if he didn't lose his life in this way, the injuries he suffered from countless swords before would continue to expand due to another freedom method cast by Shabrak, resulting in a continuous decline in physical strength, endurance, and mental strength, and eventually he would either die in Shabrak. Under the pursuit of Braque, he will either die from the expanding injuries.

It itself has the powerful strength of the third level, and has such terrible fighting methods.

This is the frightening aspect of the Crimson World Demon Lord known as "Bad Blade".

Even the "Masquerade Ball" has three points of respect for Shabrak, and the only way to hire the other party to do things for him is the best proof.

"Although at the beginning, I didn't think that a human being could survive under my fury of fire, but it seems that my other method of freedom is still fully functioning."

Shabrak stood on top of the raging torrent of dark red flames, looked down at Fang Li, who was kneeling on one knee, covered in blood, and spoke in a deep voice.

"This is my freedom, Stigmata."

Hearing Shabrak's unexpectedly long-winded words, Fang Li just met the other's gaze, and couldn't help but smile on his pale face due to massive blood loss.

"Stigmata?" Fang Li murmured as he watched the wound keep expanding, and a large amount of blood continued to flow out, dripping down on the body on the ground.

"Although the name is the same, unfortunately, the difference is quite big."

After saying such a sentence, Fang Li closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them suddenly.

Ice-blue magic eyes appear in its eyes.

However, Fang Li did not look at Shabrak, but at his own body.

A crack-like dead line immediately appeared in Fang Li's field of vision.

Fang Li just stared at the hideous wounds on his body.

On it, tiny lines of death slowly emerged.

"This power..."

Fang Li raised Bo Xie in his hand.

"It's not a stigmata at all!"

The sharp pure white lightsaber stabbed down without a trace of hesitation, and sank into Fang Li's body.

"boom----!"

There was a sudden sound as if something was shattering on Fang Li's body.

At this moment, the free method imposed on Fang Li was killed, just like the literal meaning.

Then, the widening wound on Fang Li's body suddenly stopped and deepened.

"Zheng——!"

Immediately afterwards, a burst of soft light bloomed on Fang Li's other hand, illuminating Fang Li's whole body, allowing the hideous scars to heal gradually until they disappeared completely.

"What?!" Shabrak's eyes widened instantly.

The scene in front of him told Shabrak.

His freedom law has been cracked.

Fang Li's injuries were all healed.

The light that bloomed from a jewel held tightly in his hand.

"Thus…"

Fang Li put away the healing gem, held the Moonblade in one hand, and Bo Xie in the other, and gradually stood up, staring at the astonished Shabrak, and said indifferently.

"The situation is back to the original point."

After the words fell, Fang Li's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"———!"

Shabrak reacted instantly, and without any hesitation, he retreated violently.

"choke----!"

Almost at the same time, a cold knife light slashed past Shabrak's previous position, cutting the air.

Only then did Fang Li's figure slowly emerge, and the ice-blue demonic eyes cast on Shabulak's body, and under Shabulak's slightly changed face, he suddenly bullied him.

"Clang!"

The crisp clashing sound resounded.

That was the sound caused by Fang Li's Moon Blade being blocked at the moment of slashing.

"Clang!"

The second clashing sound soon followed.

It was Shabrak's sharp counterattack, but it was blocked by Fang Li's Bo Xie instead.

In this way, Fang Li and Shabrak both held weapons in both hands, facing each other in the fierce burst of sparks, and their eyes met in mid-air.

This is not a good thing.

At least, so far, no one has ever been able to keep calm while looking directly at Fang Li's magic eye.

Therefore, facing the pair of ice-blue magic eyes coldly, even a murderous and unblinking demon king like Shabrak couldn't help but tremble, a little out of control.

Immediately, a dazzling starlight shone on Fang Li's body, causing star-like fragments to hover around his body, and all of them gathered under the soles of his feet.

"Flash away - Mingyue!"

At this moment, all the star power gathered under Fang Li's feet was transformed into attack power and explosive power.

The kick, like falling moonlight, landed heavily on Shabrak's chest.

"Boom!"

Amidst the heavy thumping sound like a bell, Shabulak was kicked away fiercely, and with howling energy, he flew upside down like a cannonball.

However, Fang Li's figure also suddenly turned into a phantom, like a chasing meteor, passing by in mid-air, and caught up with Shabrak in an instant.

"Flash Sheath - Seven Nights!"

A slash like an aurora suddenly appeared.

"Puchi——!"

The tearing sound of ** vibrated.