Four Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters, the Scenery in Each Other's Eyes

"Clang!"

Above the endless ocean, the sound of steel and steel colliding with each other suddenly resounded, extremely abrupt, filling the entire silent space with the smell of gunpowder, and instantly turning it into a battlefield.

In the fierce burst of sparks, the daggers intertwined with each other, making the light of the knives flicker like moonlight, dazzling and beautiful.

"Clang, clang, clang——!"

As if triggering a chain reaction, in the next second, the blades suddenly clashed fiercely with each other, and the constant collisions caused sparks and sounds to appear frequently, causing some waves on the endless sea.

In this way, Fang Li and the two ceremonies fought at an astonishing speed amidst the bursting sparks.

"Snapped----!"

This is the sound of the soles of the feet stepping on the sea, causing the water to explode instantly.

"laugh----!"

This is the sound of lightning flashing through the space, turning the atmosphere into a strong wind.

At this moment, Fang Li and the two men both shuttled across the sea at an astonishing speed, as if they had turned into ghosts, sometimes intersecting, sometimes separating, sometimes chasing each other, and sometimes avoiding each other, making the two figures seem like ghosts. Like a meteor, flying over the sea, it looks extremely pleasing to the eye.

However, whenever the two meteors chasing each other meet, a bright knife light will suddenly appear on the sea surface, colliding heavily like two lunar arcs.

"Clang——!"

Amidst the loud clashing sound, the powerful force bounced off the two meteors that met, allowing Fang Li and the figures of the two rituals to emerge from it, their soles rubbed against the sea surface, and retreated violently in the fiercely cut sea water , and stopped shortly after.

However, the second round of confrontation is coming soon.

I saw that at the moment of stabilizing their figures, the two rituals broke through the water again, approached at lightning speed, and slashed in Fang Li's direction like a sword dance.

"Clang, clang, clang——!"

The crisp clashing sound reverberated again, causing ripples on the sea surface.

Faced with the extremely fast slashing attacks of the two ceremonies, Fang Li could only hold the moon blade, and kept bouncing off the falling light of the knife, but his figure retreated violently again and again, being constantly bullied and chased by the two ceremonies, as if It was like being enveloped by the light of swords looting from all directions, and it was so thrilling that people couldn't help but shed cold sweat.

Although Fang Li didn't shed cold sweat, his face was tense, obviously not relaxed at all.

The ice-blue magic eyes had already appeared in Fang Li's eyes.

However, Fang Li still didn't hit any dead line in the countless confrontations of blades. Whether it was the dead line on the opponent's body or the dead line on the weapon, they were all perfectly avoided.

Fang Li was not surprised at all.

After all, the other party is also a person with the magic eye of death, and he knows very well where the dead line is, and also knows where Fang Li will attack, so he can naturally avoid it perfectly.

However, Fang Li is also a person with the magic eye of death, so he should be the same as the opponent, knowing exactly where the opponent will attack.

However, from the beginning until now, Fang Li has been unable to judge the direction of the opponent's dagger.

Whenever Fang Li thought that Liang Yi was going to cut the dead line on his neck, Liang Yi's dagger was slashed towards his chest.

Whenever Fang Li thought that Liang Yi was going to cut the dead line on his moon blade, Liang Yi's dagger was aimed at his head.

It's like playing cards out of common sense. Although all the attack trajectories here have been seen through, the opponent's attack trajectories are unpredictable and extremely difficult to judge. This is the reason why Fang Li is at a disadvantage.

Moreover, in addition to this, Fang Li also discovered an extremely incredible thing.

That is, regardless of the movement speed, the attack speed of the two ceremonies was faintly higher than his own, and he always launched an attack one step faster than himself, so that Fang Li could only be reduced to the point of parrying.

This is a very incredible thing.

Because, Fang Li discovered,

In this soul space, the conditions for myself and the two rituals should be exactly the same.

Whether it is physical ability or weapons, the conditions are exactly the same.

This point can be judged from Fang Li's inability to reproduce Bo Xie in this space, and the fact that the other party is holding a dagger that looks like a crescent moon, which is obviously also a moon blade.

However, the opponent's attack speed was faster than Fang Li's, which surprised Fang Li very much.

And as if seeing through Fang Li's surprise, the two men spoke again.

"It's not surprising, is it?"

Saying this sentence is exactly the same as when they just appeared, the two rituals suddenly stepped forward, and swung several fatal slashes at Fang Li's whole body, causing the cold sword light to strike Fang Li like lightning. direction.

"———!"

Fang Li's heart tightened, and he quickly took a step back. While opening the distance, he lifted the moon blade in his hand again, and bounced off the incoming slash.

Under such circumstances, the two rituals continued to slash fatal slashes, while opening a pair of ice-blue magic eyes, spit out unkind words.

"Even if the conditions are exactly the same, whether it can be used well is another matter. Even if the scenery in our eyes is the same, our "seeing" angles are completely different. "

Different angle?

What does it mean?

While Fang Li was thinking this way, the two rituals suddenly approached again, and he spoke like this.

"You are too obsessed with using those eyes to find the dead line. It takes too long for you to stare at the dead line and then rush to swing the dagger. What we see with these eyes is not the lines, but the whole Death, if you keep looking at a line to cut, it will not only easily expose your target, but also easily make yourself overly aggressive. If your opponent is a guy who has experienced many battles, from your sight How can you win if you can judge your next move?"

Speaking of the two ceremonies, the first thing Fang Li thought of was Sherlock Holmes.

Wasn't that the case with the first battle with Sherlock?

"These eyes are really strong. If you can hit the dead line, you won't lose no matter what, but if you don't hit it, it's basically just for good looks."

"With this pair of eyes, your instincts know how to fight better than yourself. You just need to see the opponent's overall death. As for which dead line to attack, it's all up to your body to react. Anyway, we It's only in the aspect of killing people that you are talented, right?"

Saying such a sentence, the two ceremonies suddenly challenged each other, and in a burst of intense sparks, Fang Li's moon blade was bounced away in turn.

Immediately, the two ceremonies suddenly held the sharp dagger back, and let the blade slash down like a streamer.

That cold blade is as fast as an aurora.