It was a thorn, painted black, more than a foot long, slender and sharp.
Zi Tong closed her arm and held the knife horizontally. The thin blade of the scalpel accurately blocked the opponent's mysterious thorn stabbing at the vital part of her side.
There was a moment of stalemate between the two sides, and then the opponent's short thorn came diagonally towards his throat.
The opponent's movements were not at all extravagant, every move went straight to the point without hesitation.
Through the moment of stalemate, Zi Tong has already seen the other party clearly. He is dressed in light gray clothes, with his head and face completely covered, leaving only a pair of eyes. Such clothes are almost invisible in the middle of the night in a place with moonlight and snow.
It can be the same color as snow light, making it difficult to tell them apart.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides had gone through more than a dozen moves, and no one got any advantage. The two people's stabbing methods with knives were even somewhat similar. They were both good at speed, accuracy and ruthlessness.
This kind of attack is really used to kill people.
The weapons of both sides clashed again. The man in gray swayed and disappeared into the shadow of the alley wall.
Zi Tong clenched the scalpel between her fingers and listened carefully.
Behind her, the figure of the man in gray appeared silently. Looking at the purple eyes in front of him, he slowly stretched out the short thorn in his right hand. His movements were very steady and slow, making almost no sound, until he was close to hers.
Less than a foot away from the lower back, force suddenly came out.
Zi Tong felt something strange and hurriedly dodged. The short black thorns scratched her robe, and a tear appeared in the moon-white robe, revealing the golden armor inside.
Noticing the gold armor under her clothes, the pair of eyes of the man in gray that were exposed outside the mask slightly narrowed. His body swayed and split into two, and the two figures shot at the purple pupil at the same time.
Zi Tong took two quick steps back, spread his hands, and already held another knife in his right hand, blocking the short thrusts of the two men in gray at the same time.
The man in gray clothes on the left suddenly raised his left hand, and a fishy-sweet smell suddenly rose in the air.
Knowing that she was wearing armor, he immediately switched to poison attack.
The brilliance of the moon overflowed from Zi Tong's body, and the Guardian of the Moon automatically released to protect her figure and separate the poisonous powder in the air.
Both hands vibrated together to repel the opponent. Zi Tong looked solemnly at the man in gray who had become a human again.
"Who are you?!"
The other party said nothing, but flew up again and stabbed straight towards her chest. He raised his left hand slightly, and several flying knives flew out from his fingers.
The thorn pointed directly at her chest, but his flying knife was shot at her right side. Under the attack from both sides, Zi Tong could only retreat.
As soon as her toes touched the ground, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared on the dark red stone ground and quickly rushed towards her toes.
Feeling the fluctuation of star power all around, the purple-eyed toes shook slightly, and the person rose into the sky.
The lightning beam rose as high as a person, made a crackling sound, and disappeared.
When the purple pupil fell on the alley wall, there was already the sound of wind approaching in the air. The man in gray took one look at the purple pupil, took a step back, and disappeared into the darkness.
"Mom!" Snackman Shuyi landed beside Zi Tong, "Who are you fighting with?"
Zi Tong flew back to the alley, looked at the faint black mark left by the thunder beam on the ground, bent down to look at the flying knife nailed into the ground, folded his fingers to put the knife away, took out a pair of deerskin gloves from the ring and put it on.
With his hand, he reached out and pulled out the three flying knives from the ground.
There was a faint fishy smell on the blade, which was obviously quenched with poison.
"I don't know who he is!" Zitong looked at the flying knife in his hand. "However, this person's murder is very professional, it should be the assassin alliance!"
More than one foot in length, slender and sharp.
The purple pupil closes the arm, the thin knife of the surgical knife accurately holds the opponent's thorns that the opponent stabs the key to her side waist.
The two sides had a moment of stalemate, and then the other party's short thorns came over to take their throat.
The opponent's movement does not have a little fancy at all. Each move is to go straight to the key, without hesitation.
With the moment of stalemate, the purple pupils have also seen the other party, a pale gray clothes, all the head and face, and only a pair of eyes. This kind of clothing is almost in the middle of the night with moonlight and snow.
It can be the same color as snow and light, it is difficult to divide.
Ding Ding Dang, in an instant, the two sides have passed more than a dozen moves, and no one can ask for cheap. The two people use a knife to use a thorn and even a little bit like, and they are very good at it.
Such an attack method is really used to kill people.
The weapons of both sides hit each other again, and the man of gray clothes shook, and he had hidden into the shadow of the lane wall, disappearing without trace.
The purple pupil holds the tightly finger surgical knife, listening to the ear library.
Behind her, the figure of the gray clothes appeared silently. Looking at the purple pupil in front of him, he slowly stretched the short thorns in his right hand. His movement was very stable and slow, and there was almost no sound until it was from her.
The back waist is less than one foot, and then suddenly work.
Zi Tong felt strange and dodged in a hurry. The black short thorns across her robe. The moon white robe instantly made a crack, exposing the golden armor inside.
Notice that the golden armor inside her clothes, the pair of eyes exposed outside the mask narrowed slightly, and her body shook, and she was divided into two. The two figures hit the purple pupil at the same time.
Zitong took two steps, with a point with both hands, and the other knife had been held on the right hand, one left and right to block the short thorns of two gray people at the same time.
The gray -clothes man on the left suddenly raised his left hand, and the sweet taste rose in the air.
Knowing that she was wearing armor, he immediately changed to a poison attack.
On the purple pupil, the moonlight glory overflows, and the guardian of the moon automatically releases the shape of her body, and the poison powder that is separated from the air.
Both hands shocked, repelled each other, Zitong Su's face looked at the newly combined ash.
"Who are you?!"
The other party was silent, but she just flew up again, stabbing her chest, raised her left hand, and several flying knives had flew out of her fingers.
She stabbed her chest, but his flying knife was shot to her right. The two sides hit, and the purple pupils could only go back.
As soon as the tip fell to the ground, a piece of light appeared on the dark red stone ground, and quickly rushed towards her tip.
Feeling the fluctuations of the star power around, the purple pupils were shocking, and people rose up.
How tall the lightning beam rises, and a crackling sound is made, disappearing.
When the purple pupils fell on the lane wall, there was already the sound of wind approaching in the air. The gray -looking man glanced at the purple pupil, stepped back, and disappeared directly in the darkness.
"Mother!" The wings of the snack cargo fell on the side of Zitong, "Who are you fighting with it?"
Zitong flew back to the alley, watched the faint scorching traces left on the ground on the ground, bent down to see the flying knife that nailed into the ground, fingered up the knife, took out a pair of deer skin gloves from the ring and worn it.
In your hand, this only explores and dial the three flying knives out of the ground.
On the knife, there is a faint smell, which is obviously quenching.
"I don't know who he is!" Zitong looked at the flying knife in his hand. "However, this person's murder is very professional, it should be the assassin alliance!"