: 442 "Dark" and "Kill"

"Hey!"
This is the sound of the first few times in the hall.
The voice has gradually become a rhythm, without any pause, like a beautiful piece of music, like a precise note, constantly echoing in the air.
However, the pleasing sound, every time it sounds, is a life that can take away.
Even if the other party is a monster different from humans, that is the same.
"Hey!"
The sound of the burning flame immediately followed the pleasing tearing sound and slowly rang.
However, the object burned by the flame is the body of a red apostle.
In this moment, the Red Apostle was killed in a clean and neat manner.
In the condition of being cut off the throat.
The dagger that cut off the throat of this Red Apostle was like a flash of light, and it rushed to another Red Apostle.
"Hey!"
The sound of the blade piercing the flesh echoed.
The Red Apostle didn't even react to the reaction. In an instant, the knife was hit by the heart, and his eyes were very big. With a strong expression of disbelief and sluggishness, he slowly fell. Go on.
The murderer holding the dagger turned around, and a pair of ice-blue magic eyes shone with the sultry luster, carrying a terrible murderousness and rushing into the crowd at the other end.
"Hey!"
Several Red World apostles snarled and snorted, with countless Phosphate soldiers, and were planning to give them a headache.
However, in front of the party, the speed and reaction of the other party is too inferior, and it is impossible to keep up with itself.
Then, the murderous ghost holding the dagger smashed a pair of magic eyes, stepping on the cold air, like a bullet, and rushed up.
"choke!"
The knife light is on.
"Hey!"
Flame splash.
At this moment, the figure in the square was completely transformed into a ghost, carrying the whistling spirit and the disordered airflow, and rushing back and forth in the crowd at an amazing speed that the naked eye could not capture. The moon blade in the hand brought a dazzling knife light. Like a continuous sword dance, harvesting a life.
The soldiers of the Red Apostles with the Phosphorus were often surrounded by all sides, engulfing the figure in the square.
In the square, it is like a blast that is pervasive. In the army, the daggers are like the invincible weapon of the gods. No matter what kind of opponents come to their side, they will be strangled in an instant, and they will be as fragile as white paper.
Under such circumstances, the phosphors fall into pieces, and in the midst of the fire, they are all burned out.
As for the Red Apostles who became the tourants in the "masquerade" with superb combat power, it seems that at this moment, it has become the most unpleasant fish, and it is like a sharp dagger like a sickle. Under the sniper, they all turned into broken meat and debris in the blink of an eye.
"Uh…!"
"what…!"
"Well…!"
The short and rushing screams became an accompaniment.
"Hey!"
The flesh is spread by the sharps through the sound of this situation.
In this unilateral slaughter without suspense, the dense army has been continually fell to the feet of the murderer, with unwillingness and fear, thoroughly telling the prosperity of others.
In the square, just a cold face rushed into the crowd, the figure was invisible, unable to shuttle in the hall, the future apostles and Phosphorus all killed on the spot, there is no trace of mercy.
This kind of killing posture is the most suitable background for the party.
Fan Xinglu once said this in the other side.
"The so-called assassins can be divided into two types in a broad sense."
"One is "dark."

"One kind is "killing."

""Dark" refers to hidden action.

""killing" means that the attack is fatal.

"The former hides breath, traces and body shape, just like a viper, violently attacking at any time, aiming at the weaknesses and vitals of the target, and pursuing a sudden killing."
"The latter strengthens attacks, speeds, and weapons. Just like a beast, it is thundering, aiming at the destruction and destruction of the target, and pursuing rapid killing."
"So, depending on the combat technique, the means of combat between the two are completely different."
The means of combat for those who are proficient in the "darkness" are sneak attacks.

The means of fighting for the ingenious people who are proficient in "killing" is a strike.

"And your talent and talent are aimed at a "kill".

"In this case, what you should master is the "killing" approach than the "dark" method.

I have to say that Fan Xinglu’s words really refer to the essence of assassination.
If you don't say anything, just say the seven-night assassination technique, it is obviously a fighting technique derived from the "killing" aspect. The user's advantage lies in the unexpected and one-click killing. There is no hidden atmosphere and hidden body. Shaped technology.
The talent in the party lies in the aspect of "killing" rather than "darkness."
Therefore, when learning the seven-night assassination technique, the square immediately realized the skills of the flash sheath and the flashing. As for the assassination's skill, it was only after the fan's scroll was honed in the square.
Therefore, sneak is only an aid to Fang Li.
The real combat technology in the square is still reflected in the killing, not the sneak attack.
Just like the word killer, just to bathe yourself in the blood, sorrow.
The purpose is to harvest life.
All of this was clearly seen by Libezal.
"why…"
The tall humanoid beetle is clenching his fist.
"why…"
The mighty Red Apostles are shaking their bodies.

Why can a human being kill our apostles in the Red World like this?!

This is what Libezal wants to understand anyway.
"hateful!"
At the moment, Libezal pulled the rosary hanging around his neck with an angry growl.
"Hey!"
The smashed rosary was suddenly trembled, burning a flame, suspended around Libezal, like a whirlpool, with chaos of the surrounding air.
"on!"
Under Libezal's low voice, a fist-sized rosary burst out.
In the process, the rosary of each one was suddenly a big flame, and gradually turned into a tall figure.
Amazingly, all are the appearance of Libezal.
A lot of Libezalton roared as he slammed into the direction of the square and rushed up.
The party that was rushing in the crowd perceived the breath of the attack, turned his head and looked at the past.
Use the pair of ice blue eyes.