"call----!"

That is the sound of the wind blowing.

Just in front of Fang Li, the killing ghost named Seven Nights is like a stunt performing, a spin, facing the direction of the square, releasing a powerful upper kick like a meteor.

That kicking technique is so fast that it is impossible to fight.

Under such circumstances, the retreating figure in the square is as strong as being caught, and it cannot be avoided.

"嘭————!"

A heavy slamming sound resounded.

The square was directly hit by the swift, wind-like kick, as if the football was kicked, rubbing the air and flying out.

Feeling the pain in front of myself, the head of the square appeared a blank moment.

The blank of this moment caused the horizon to appear blurred for a second.

When the vision in the square is restored, the head is also in front of the scene when it is restarted, which is to make his pupils slam.

I saw that the seven-night ambition of a powerful attack in the previous second seemed to have never been done the same, with a smile, appearing in front of the party.

That smile is extremely pleasant.

"————!"

Fang Li’s heart was shaking, and he raised his hand in front of his head without thinking.

However, this defensive posture is simply meaningless.

"Flash sheath - eight o'clock rush..."

The high number of snipers, like squally showers, were liberated in the hands of the seven nights.

"唰唰唰唰唰————!"

Under the guise of the wind, the knife in the hands of the seven nights was turned into a knife, and it was attacked from all directions, shrouded in the direction of the square.

At this moment, the vision in the square was completely occupied by the knives of the squally winds.

The knife light of each of these passes through the air with ease.

Each of the knives carried an indescribable murderous air.

This kind of violent sniper was thrown out from the hands of the seven nights, and the whole body of the party was swallowed up.

"噗哧噗哧噗哧————!"

Just like being thrown into the meat grinder, the whole body was cut by a knife light, and the skin was easily opened and brought a piece of blood.

How many snipers did Fang Fang suffer in this moment?

I don’t know.

Fang Li only knows that his whole body has become ruined and unbearable.

The intense pain hit the mind of the party.

At this moment, there is only one idea in the square.

"Good and strong..."

This is the seven nights of ambition.

This is the killing ghost that inherited the full version of the seven-night assassination.

Under the exquisite assassination technique, Fang Lilian could not do the resistance and was directly submerged in the blood.

This is a point where Tono is far less expensive than the seven nights.

On the control of the seven-night assassination, only the basic Yuanya Zhigui can never win the seven-night ambition to learn the full version of the seven-night assassination.

"If you use the dead eye,..."

If you use the Straight Dead Eye, you can see the seven-night sniper sniper with the capture of the dead line, just like the previous battle against the Umbrella.

However, Fang Li can't do this.

Because it is impossible to capture only the dead line.

The party did not fight to win the seven-night ambition, but to fight the battle skills of the seven-night assassination.

Therefore, the square can not only see the dead line, you must see the sniper trajectory of the seven nights.

"Fight!"

At the moment, the square is biting his teeth, carrying the moon blade, protecting his head and chest, while bearing the high-speed sniper of the seven-night sage, while staring at the big eyes, staring at it. A knife of light, trying to see through its trajectory.

You must know that Fang Li still bears the seven-night-old kick and is going backwards.

In this state, the seven-night-old physique is like a skeleton, flying in, tightly nailed in front of the square, with a sad smile, constantly waving high-speed 斩hit.

"噗哧噗哧噗哧————!"

The torn sound is constantly ringing.

The skin of the whole body was cut open to the scars of the road, so that the blood could not be sputtered and opened, and the ground of the alley was dyed.

That is the scene where the name is actually bathed in the blood.

However, the party can only choose to bear, and a pair of eyes only stare at the sniper of that road.

Finally, the seven-night sniper sniper stopped.

"opportunity!"

There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of the square, and the moon blade suddenly appeared in the hand, like a flash, and turned to the direction of seven nights.

However, when the moon blade in Fangli is about to hit seven nights, the seven-night ambition suddenly disappears.

No, it’s not gone, but the body shape flashes and squats below the square.

"Flashing away - a deer..."

Maintaining a state of low-altitude suspension, a seven-night-old sturdy figure with a sudden and strange frontal rush, facing the lower part of the square, a fierce kick.

"嘭————!"

In the snoring sound, Fang Li was directly swept away by the seven-night loyalty, and his body completely lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Suspended in midair and fell to the ground and clearly saw it.

In front of himself, the seven-night ambition is a squat, like a beast, lifting the knife in his hand.

"Flash sheath - seven nights..."

The next second, accompanied by a sniper that was so fast, a cold knife ran through the space, like an aurora, plunging into the neck of the square.

"噗哧————!"

The sharp weapon runs through the fragile skin and cuts the flesh and blood.

The neck of the square was cut off directly. Like the Tono, who was killed by it, the neck spurted a lot of blood and fell on the ground.

......

The surrounding image is once again blurred, allowing the sealed space to come back.

Fang Li still stood still in the center of the training ground, but his face was covered with cold sweat.

Not only the face, but the whole body is covered with cold sweat.

That is also a matter of course.

Although it was only a simulated battle, but the square was just full of skin, and even the neck was cut off, the pain still remains in the memory, how can you not sweat?

Immediately, the square was filled with laughter.

"If I say that the first time I was killed by the battle with Ioya, I was killed by the first battle with the seven nights."

At least, in the absence of the use of the direct death eye, the square is crushed from beginning to end, completely completely killing.

"However, if it doesn't, it doesn't make sense."

The more so miserable, the more terrible it is to prove the seven-night assassination that the party wants to learn, isn’t it?

Therefore, the party can't wait for itself to be worse.

"Come back!"

Without any hesitation, I will open the training interface again.