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 somewhat similar, and 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 exposed by the man in gray narrowed slightly. His body swayed and split into two. 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 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 and 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!" Zi Tong looked at the flying knife in his hand, "However, this person's killing methods are very professional, he should be from the Assassin's League!"