Forty-Seven Rely on Attributes to Suppress

"Chong————!"

The sound of steel colliding with steel reverberated loudly in the forest.

The sharp dagger and the heavy steel knife collided heavily, rubbing against each other, bursting out fierce sparks.

At this moment, Fang Li only felt that a force that could not be ignored was transmitted from the steel knife to the dagger in his hand, and then oscillated from the dagger to his body, causing Fang Li's footsteps on the ground to sink a little.

Fang Li can assert that if it wasn't for the bonus of the title, he would have been knocked out long ago even if he wasn't injured.

"Ka-ka-ka-!"

The violent friction between the dagger and the steel knife caused the sparks to shoot in all directions.

Only then did Fang Li clearly see the object holding the steel knife.

That is a samurai.

A warrior who has been completely transformed into Kabane, but holds a huge steel knife, the light from the heart is extremely conspicuous, and the body is somewhat deformed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----!"

The samurai-shaped Kabane stared at Fang Li, a pair of pupilless eyes full of violence and fierceness, roaring at Fang Li who was close at hand.

Under the roar, even the surrounding Kabane seemed to have encountered the subordinates of the king, and the successive onslaughts stopped.

Fang Li held the dagger in his back, holding up the steel knife that the opponent was constantly beheading against his head, looking at the opponent's figure like a berserk samurai, the ice-blue magic eyes flickered up.

"Stealing skills?"

The so-called stealing skills refer to Kabane who have experienced repeated battles and learned to use weapons and various combat techniques.

Because of the fact that Kabane has learned combat skills and can use weapons, his combat power is much higher than that of Kabane, who usually only rampages. He can be regarded as a combat expert.

Kabane's physical ability is much stronger than ordinary people, and coupled with the combat skills comparable to combat experts, the strength can be imagined.

"With this level of fighting ability, you still sneak attack, do you have the self-consciousness as Kabane?"

Saying such a sentence, Fang Li Meng exerted force and suddenly picked up the dagger in his hand.

"clang----!"

Intense sparks burst out again, making the crisp clashing sound into ripples and spread out.

And the Kabane, who was holding the steel knife, was repulsed by life, and only stopped after retreating a few steps.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----!"

Kabane, in the shape of a samurai, let out a roar that sounded like annoyed into anger, but instead of rushing towards Fang Li like a beast like the rest of the Kabane, he raised his steel knife and took a stance.

It looks like a fighter who has been tempered.

At the same time, the surrounding Kabane also began to move around, shouting at Fang Li, ready to pounce at any time.

"This is called embattled, right?"

Fang Li wanted to smile bitterly, but his expression was not controlled, instead he showed a passionate smile.

Facing Fang Li's performance, a voice entered his ears.

"I don't know why you can still laugh."

The moment the voice fell, a petite figure jumped up from the top of a tree in the distance, crossed an arc in mid-air, turned over a few times, and landed lightly beside Fang Li.

"Are you an idiot?" Wuming held two red steam guns, stood side by side with Fang Li, and said, "Why are you here all alone to provoke Kabane?"

"The best purpose is to be so pleasant." Fang Li didn't look at Wuming, his eyes stayed on the thief, and said to himself: "It's you, why are you here?"

"...let's talk about it later.

Wuming was silent for a while, then turned the topic off, raised the steam gun in his hand, and also looked directly at the thief, and said, "Kill that thief first. "

I don't know when, the shackles on Wuming's neck have been untied.

In other words, Wuming is ready to fight.

Fang Li could only express helplessness in this regard.

"Then let's deal with this issue later." Fang Li took a step forward, stood in front of Wuming, and confronted the thieves.

Then, Fang Li said to Wuming, who was behind him: "I'll leave those guys around to you, and I'll take down the thieves."

"Are you okay?" Wuming couldn't help but say in surprise. "That kind of skill-type object should be your worst at dealing with it, right?"

After all, Fang Li was a complete layman in terms of combat, he only knew how to kill people.

In the battle with Jiuzhi Laiqi, Fang Li was able to win because of the sharpness of the Devil's Eye.

Otherwise, Fang Li would never be able to see through Jiuzhi Raisu's swordsmanship, nor would he be able to kill Jiuzhi Raisu's weapon at the end, without the Devil's Eye of Death to catch the dead line, and he would win.

On the other hand, the thief skills on the other side are only stronger than Jiuzhilaiqi, and they are definitely not weak.

Fang Li is really not good at dealing with this kind of skill type opponent.

"So, this time, I will rely on attributes to suppress!"

Under the condition that all attributes are increased by 10 points, Fang Li's STR (strength) and VIT (durability) are no longer weaker than Kabane.

The AGI (agility) that Fang Li is best at has reached 16 points, which is much stronger than the average Kabane.

Coupled with the increase in the attack speed and movement speed of the Killer skills, Fang Li can completely suppress the opponent by relying on attributes.

So, Fang Li suddenly stepped on the ground, his figure turned into a blurred shadow, and he ran towards the thief with a steel knife.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----!"

The thief technique let out a long howl, and the steel knife in his hand was like a violent gale, and he slashed his head against Fang Li who rushed to him.

However, at almost the same time, Fang Li's feet tightened, his momentum suddenly turned, and he turned to his side.

"Bang——!"

The steel knife that slashed down fell into the void, slashed directly on the ground, and shattered a small piece of the ground.

At this moment, it flashed to the side at a very fast speed, and it was another stomping ground. The ghostly figure turned into a gust of wind and rushed to the back of the thief technique.

The thief had an immediate response.

It's a pity that the speed of stealing skills is slower than Fang Li after all.

Therefore, when the thief was about to turn around to attack, the fangs called daggers had been released in Fang Li's hands.

"laugh----!"

The cold light suddenly appeared, piercing the space, and aroused a scream.

"Pfft--!"

In the next second, the murder weapon penetrated the heart of the thief, and sank into his heart.

Victory belongs to Fang Li in the end.

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