"Clang!"

The blades are intertwining.

In the hall like the royal court, a dagger that turned into a silver flash collided heavily with the sword, allowing fierce sparks to splash in the space.

It was an extremely dazzling scene.

However, under such dazzling scenes, what is hidden is an indescribable murderous intent.

"call!"

At this moment, Fang Li's figure had completely turned into a gust of wind, as if it was changing its shape, flashing around Sherlock.

The ice-blue demon eyes stared at the famous detective holding the knight's sword.

The dagger in his hand was filled with a deadly cold light.

Fang Li flew back and forth around Sherlock at an astonishing speed, and the dagger in his hand continued to slash forward like a storm, causing the sword to appear around Sherlock.

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!"

A fierce attack sounded.

Faced with the storm slash from all directions, Sherlock did not dodge or avoid, but swung the sword in his hand with the smallest movement. His body continued to rotate in the square, like dancing, and took over the slashes one by one.

If there is a strong wind in the square, then Sherlock will be a light breeze.

Even though it seemed to be at a disadvantage, the slashes from all directions were taken down by Sherlock, causing the sparks and the collision to burst around without stopping, looking extremely beautiful.

Under such circumstances, Sherlock's mouth was always carrying a faint smile.

On the other hand, although he attacked Sherlock like a gust of wind and waves, his expression seemed increasingly serious.

"This guy..."

As the battle progressed, Fang Li became more and more shocked.

Because, the fierce battle like swords and shadows in front of you is simply unscientific.

With the ability of the Death Demon Eye, Fangli can clearly see the dead lines of the object.

It is not just Sherlock's deadline, but even the deadline of the weapons in Sherlock's hand can be clearly seen.

So, at the beginning of the battle, Fang Li planned to kill the sword countless times after Sherlock set up the long sword.

As a result, they all ended in failure.

This is what Fang Li was shocked.

It is true that compared to human bodies with larger targets, it is more difficult to aim at the deadline of a sword.

Just like when he came to Qi against Jiuzhi, the deadline of the sword is not only thin, but if you want to hit it accurately under the extremely fast swing, it will also test the attacker's ability and it is not so easy to hit.

However, Fang Li is no longer the first to be the messenger of the Lord God.

Now, Fang Li has mastered the Seven Nights Assassination technique and has made great progress in skills. In addition, he is far more foul-like than ordinary fifth-level existences, so it is no longer difficult to hit the weapon that is swinging at a very fast speed.

However, since the battle, Fang Li has no idea how many swords he has swung, but he has never hit the deadline of the weapon in Sherlock's hand.

Just as if he could detect the wishful thinking in Fang Li's heart, Sherlock just waved his sword with extremely subtle movements. The sword not only bounced open the slash in Fangli, but also made the dead line deviate from Fangli's target in a subtle gap.

This is simply incredible.

Just as this thought flashed through Fang Li's heart, Sherlock's smile-like voice sounded again.

"It's not something incredible."

"!"

It was like seeing through what Fang Li thought, which made Fang Li unable to help but feel tight.

Sherlock was still dancing in circles, bounced through the slash in the square while making a leisurely sound.

"If my reasoning is not wrong, you should have some very special ability. I don't know what the real body of that ability is, but that should be a ability that requires a hit to take effect."

A pair of ice-blue magic eyes in the square shivered slightly, and the slash in his hand couldn't help but slow down a little.

Feeling Fang Li's attack slowed down, Sherlock smiled and said, "Don't ask me how I know, that's something that can be easily reasoned."

"After all, from the beginning, your vision was very explicit. You were always staring at the places you need to attack, but didn't pay attention to the rest of the places. Therefore, I will naturally have questions about why you are so persistent in attacking these places. Combined with your previous performance, you can easily infer things of this level."

Sherlock is already a blind man, and he will naturally become very sensitive to the perception of other people's sight.

"And I can still reason from the fact that you stare at the attacking part with your eyes tightly." Sherlock said with great confidence: "Your ability is definitely related to your eyes."

With such a sentence, Sherlock suddenly exerted force, turning defense into attack, and the sword in his hand suddenly pierced out.

"Clang!"

With unknown how many attacks, Sherlock's thrust was blocked by Fang Li.

However, Sherlock was unreasonable and flashed the sword in his hand, releasing a stinging attack like an aurora.

The speed of the thorn is not only very fast, but also has extremely tricky trajectory.

Fang Li, who is familiar with the deeds of Sherlock Holmes, knows that this is Western swordsmanship.

According to the records in the book, Sherlock is not only a sharpshooter who uses pistols, but also an expert in fighting and Western swordsmanship.

Seeing the storm-like thorns constantly hitting towards him, Fang Li's face tightened slightly, but his figure was like a mirage, dodging frequently.

However, whenever a stinger flashed in the square, the next stinger would rush to him with a more sharp and rapid trend.

"I've said it a long time ago? Even if I can feel your position just by relying on the flow of air?"

Sherlock, who was explaining with ease, released a very fast sting again, making the sword tip shoot like a laser, and shoot in the direction inside.

"Clang!"

Fang Li finally raised his dagger in an unavoidable situation and blocked the attacking thrust.

"Swish!"

However, the next moment, a more tricky piercing pierced through the space and hit Fang Li's chest.

"Tear!"

The sound of tearing sounded.

It was the sound of the clothes in front of Fang Li being pierced.

At the critical moment, Fang Li tried his best to turn sideways, avoiding the incoming assault, and pierced the clothes in front of him.

"Bili..."

However, at this time, lightning flashed across Sherlock's body.

"Bilibili!"
Chapter completed!