: 446 Back to the origin of the counterattack

"Is it starting?"
The low voice passed down from above.
The square frowned and tightened the pain from the ever-expanding wound, raised his head and looked upwards.
There, Shabrak stepped on the turbulent wave of fire like a raging wave, looking at the side of the condescending.
"This is my free law." Shabrak is like talking to himself, with a low voice, so open.
"That is the law of freedom that allows the wounds left by my attacks to gradually expand over time. The general law of cursing and healing is ineffective against it. Even the fire fog warrior is under this law of freedom. All can only wait for the moment of waiting for the commandment. You are a human being. With this amount of bleeding, I am afraid that it will take three minutes to completely die."
This is Shabrak’s notoriously famous method of self-sufficiency as a killer. Like the raging fire, it is Shabrak’s skill.
The most powerful feature of this exceptionally powerful Red Devil is the ability to hide the figure without notice, and then launch a terrorist attack that cannot be predicted in advance, giving the target a relentless fire anger.
That blow, even everything around it will be destroyed, the power is terrible.
The average opponent will be killed at the beginning of this attack, even the true face of the opponent can not be seen, only the end of resentment.
Even if the opponent can survive the horrible power of the fire anger, it will be hit by countless swords mixed with it.
Under such circumstances, Shabrak was able to give him a fatal blow when he had not had time to re-adjust his situation.
Even if this has not been lost, the injuries suffered under countless swords will continue to expand due to another self-sufficiency law imposed by Shabrak, resulting in a continuous decline in physical strength, endurance and mental strength, and ultimately death in the sand. Under the pursuit of Braque, he either died in an expanding injury.
It has the third level of strength and possesses such a terrible means of fighting.
This is the terrible thing of the Red King, known as the "Blade Blade."
Even the "masquerade" has to respect Shabrak for three points. It is only the employment that allows the other party to do things for themselves. This is the best proof.
"Although I didn't think about a human being able to survive my fire anger in the beginning, it seems that my other free law is still working."
Shabrak stood on the turbulent dark red flame torrent, looking down at the knees on one knee, and screaming in the side.
"This is my free law, the holy mark."
Listening to Shabrak's unexpected embarrassing words, the party only greeted the other's gaze, because a lot of blood loss and a pale face still could not help but pull a smile.
"St. Mark?" The square looked at the expansion of the wound, and constantly shed a lot of blood, the body that fell on the ground, and soon, muttered.
"Although the names are the same, it is a pity that the difference is quite big."
Speaking of such a sentence, Fang Li slightly closed his eyes, and suddenly opened.
The ice blue magic eyes appear in their eyes.
However, Fang Li did not look to Shabrak, but looked at his body.
The crack-like dead line suddenly appears in the field of view of the square.
The square just stared at the wounds on his body.
On the other hand, a small dead line is slowly emerging.
"This power..."
Fang Fang raised the evil spirits in his hands.
"Not a holy mark at all!"
The sharp pure white lightsaber did not have a hesitant spurt, and did not enter the body.
"boom!"
As if something had broken in the square, the sound suddenly came out.
At this moment, the law of self-imposed on the square, like the literal meaning, was killed.
As a result, the body's ever-expanding wound suddenly stopped and deepened.
"Hey!"
Then, a soft light bloomed on the other hand in the square, illuminating the whole body, and the scars of the road were gradually healed until they disappeared completely.
"What?!" Shabrak's eyelids stretched out in an instant.
The scene in front of you tells Shabrak.
His free law was cracked.
The injuries in Fangli were all cured.
The light that blooms on a gem that is tightly held in his hand.
"Thus…"
The square will heal the gemstones, hold the moon blade in one hand, and hold the evil spirit in one hand. Gradually, they stand up and look at the shocked Shabrak, indifferently.
"The situation will return to the original point."
When the words fell, the figure in the square disappeared into place.
"!"
Shabrak reacted in an instant, without any hesitation, and directly retreated.
"choke!"
Almost at the same time, a cold knife violently passed through Shabrak’s previous position, cutting the air.
Until then, the figure in the square slowly emerged, and the ice-blue magic eyes cast on Shabrak's body, and under Shabrak's slightly changed face, he suddenly deceived himself.
"Hey!"
The crisp crossfire sounded loudly.
It was the sound of the moon blade in the square that was blocked by the moment of the moment.
"Hey!"
The second slamming sound was quickly followed.
It was Shabrak’s sharp counterattack, but it was the sound that was provoked by the evil spirits in the square.
Both Fang Li and Shabrak held their arms in both hands, squatting against each other in the fierce Mars, and their eyes met in midair.
This is not a good thing.
At least, so far, no one has been able to remain calm in the case of the magic eye in the direct view.
Therefore, the cold eyes of the pair of ice blue eyes, even the savage big devil like Shabrak, can not help but tremble, some chaos.
Suddenly, the body of the square flashed a dazzling starlight, letting the stars like the debris rise around the body, and all of them gathered under the soles of their feet.
"Flash away - famous month!"
This one, where the stars under the feet of the square are all transformed into attack power and explosive power.
It was like a moonlight kick that fell, and it fell heavily on Shabrak's chest.
"Boom!"
Just like the heavy slamming sound of the bell, the whole person of Shabrak was smashed and flew, and with the whistling strength, he flew out like a cannonball.
However, the figure in the square was suddenly turned into a phantom, like a meteor chasing it, passing by in the air, and instantly catching up with Shabrak.
"Flash sheath - seven nights!"
There is a sniper like an aurora.
"Hey!"
The tearing of the flesh swayed.