Valut's crazy attack, Lixia had expected it the moment she lost her mind, and the first thing she did when she came back to her senses was to retreat, the fastest to retreat. The Assassin is a profession that "misses a blow and travels thousands of miles", and as one of them, Lixia is a master of running away.

Valut didn't give Lixia room to regroup, her fists, palms, fingers, claws, elbows, shoulders, and even collisions, and she attacked Lixia like a raging wave, not giving her any respite at all.

Lixia had to step back, she was an all-round warrior, and she was also very good at hand-to-hand combat, but compared to Valut, who had been studying boxing for more than ten years, it was not enough to see both skill and heat. After a while, her dodge space became smaller and smaller, and her defensive circle nearly collapsed.

"Roar!" Valut let out a low roar, his left fist breaking through Lysia's defenses, and his right fist slammed into her face with an unbeatable force, showing no mercy. Since it is the prey, it can be killed by men, women and children!

Knowing that she couldn't dodge, Lixia didn't fight back desperately and die as Valut expected, but put her hands together and folded her fingers, forming a strange mark. A silver moon mark appeared on her eyebrows, and the moonlight added to her body, making her whole person become ethereal.

Valut ignored the vision of Lysia, and smashed his right fist into Richia's face mercilessly. The imaginary sound of bone cracking did not appear, and layers of ripples appeared around Valut's fist, as if a fist had been smashed into the water, and between the ripples of the water, Lixia's whole person began to twist and shatter like a reflection in the water.

The fragments of "Lixia" were wrapped in the dripping moonlight, getting brighter and brighter, and finally turned into butterflies that shone with silver light, surrounding Valut and exuding a different kind of beauty.

"Illusion?" Valut was so relieved that he did not rush into attack. In "The Executor", Luciola is a master of illusion, and the two have had several encounters, so he knows how powerful illusion is. Although the little girl in front of her can't have as much attainment as Luciola, she can deceive his eyes and is by no means easy to deal with. Especially this girl is still a top killer, and the extremely insidious knife just now really made him feel the danger of death.

Valut was wary and cautious over there, and Lixia was in terrible shape. Not to mention the subtlety of the "Infinite Scatter Strike" move, the power is even greater, and it is extremely difficult for Lixia to resist, until now her hands are still shaking, and she can't use it. In the end, in order to resolve the crisis, she forcibly used the "Phantom Moon Dance" with her true qi, causing the dantian to be empty and her true qi to run out.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that the mystery has won, will Lixia really miss it? The answer is no, how extensive is the inheritance of "silver", how difficult the training is, and the more difficult situations she has encountered, let alone now? I can't do it manually, I don't have real anger anymore, it doesn't matter, because every part of her body can kill!

What is the first step in the inheritance of the Mao family? It's not how to kill, it's not how to run, it's about exercising absolute control over the body! Muscles, joints, and even the viscera must be under control in order to be eligible to learn the rest.

Lixia first activated the "light talisman" that was pre-attached to the vest to make herself more flexible. After that, two traps on the outside of the thigh shoot a thin needle and a silver bullet!

Do you remember the two small bags that Lixia took off when Laura and Lixia fought a few years ago? One of them is equipped with these two killing weapons!

The fine needle is designed to break the gangqi, and when it enters the body, it runs with the blood, which can be called vicious. The silver bullet looks inconspicuous, but in fact, it is filled with special phosphorus powder, which ignites when it sees light (in fact, it spontaneously combusts when it encounters air), and it is scorched black when it is stained with a little.

The moment he was locked by Lixia, Valut's hair stood on end, and the danger hung over him even more intensely than before.

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The rivalry between "Sword Fox" and "Monster Thief" has heated up, and both of them have shown their real strength. The confrontation between the two can no longer be described as dazzling, but at a higher level.

In the classified archives of the Seven Yao Church, there is a description of the fighting style of the two as follows:

Philip is good at using fickle swordsmanship with gorgeous tricks.

Blublan, who disrupts his enemies with his wondrous magic tricks and kills them with his gorgeous yet deadly tricks.

Do you see something, that's right, it's gorgeous, it was just a trick to try it before, and now it's a really gorgeous showdown, which can't be described as dazzling, but the realm above it, you will be dizzy just by looking at it.

Philip's swordsmanship can be said to use the changes of light and shadow and the blocking of vision to the extreme, and the vision is full of snow-white sword light, and the silver-haired old man in a black suit cannot be found at all. When you think that the killing move is hidden in the sword light, an inexplicable shadow is the old man's body; Or maybe you are really dazzled by the sword light, and suddenly the sword light stops, and the place is empty; Or, when you finally distinguish between the virtual and the real, the old man doesn't pay attention to you at all, and the secret room Feiyan is so fast that he can't react at all

Blobland's momentum is even greater, and if it is more acceptable to manipulate light and shadow to disturb the senses, then the perception of subverting size is even more counterintuitive. Just imagine, if a needle is thrown and it is easy to block the attack, but in your eyes it is as big as a basin, what will you do? If a boulder were to be thrown at you, you wouldn't be able to carry it, but what if it seemed to you to be the size of a pebble?

Do you feel that the whole person is not good? But this is not over, the strange thief still has the ability to make the needle smaller than invisible, and the boulder is as big as a hill, don't you want to play anymore? It's not over yet, in addition to deceiving his senses, he can really make objects bigger and smaller within a certain range

The members of the pro-guard team on the periphery were already about to collapse, but the two people in the battle were enjoying themselves, and the smile of the strange thief had not broken from the beginning, and there was a tendency to spread even more. Those who knew Philip well knew that the old man had always been unsmiling, but now the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood, and even his anger at the blasphemous remarks against the strange thief and the royal family had faded a lot.

Confidants are rare, good opponents are even more rare, and good opponents who know themselves are the most rare. The two can be described as chess opponents, they will meet good talents, and it is difficult to separate.

"Secret Sword, Instant!" In the midst of the fierce battle, the tip of Philip's sword pointed strangely at the ground. On the ground, countless sword shadows were intertwined into a wonderful pattern, the sword fell, the sword light in the air, and the sword shadows on the ground turned together, pointing directly at Blublan, and for a while, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the room was full of forest!

"Thaumaturgical Summoning!" Coincidentally, when Philip was laying out, Blublan was also painstakingly managing his thaumaturgy, and a mysterious magic circle appeared on the ground of the palace at some point. With the insertion of his staff, red light appeared on the lines that formed the magic circle, strange and enchanting.

The ominous aura grew stronger and stronger, and translucent, skull-shaped ghost faces emerged from the circle, until the red light on the circle gradually faded until the circle was densely wrapped around Blobran.

"Fall!" Philip thrust his long sword into the ground, and the sword light and sword shadow fell at the same time, layer upon layer, and the momentum was huge.

"Go!" Bloblan's right hand snapped his fingers, and the ghost-faced summons swarmed up like an order, the ghostly fire was lit and the air was dead, and the formation was no less than a sword formation carefully created by Philip.

A ghost face opened its big mouth and bit down on the sword shadow floating on the ground, crunchy, chicken-flavored, three times and five divided by two to swallow the sword shadow clean, and the body was also larger. Just as it was about to find its next prey, several sword lights falling from the sky pierced it, and the sword qi that erupted inside and outside at the same time blew it to pieces.

Whether it is a sword light or a sword shadow, they are all dead things, they are disposable, they can only travel along a fixed track, and they will disappear when their strength is exhausted, but they are better than a large number, and often a ghost face needs to face the enemy several or even a dozen sword qi.

And although there are only thirteen ghosts, they seem to have their own consciousness, they know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and the persimmons are pinched softly, where the sword qi is weak, it will be eaten from where.

On one side is a brigade of ordinary soldiers, and on the other side is a small group of special forces, it is really difficult to say which is stronger or weaker.

The battle between the sword qi and the summons continued, the ghost faces only decreased, and the sword light and sword shadow disappeared in large swaths.

The winner is about to be decided!