Chapter 330: The People of the League of Assassins

It was a thorn, painted black, more than a foot long, slender and sharp.

The purple pupil retracted the horizontal knife, and the thin blade of the scalpel accurately blocked the other party's stab that stabbed her side.

There was a moment of stalemate, and then the other side's short thorn stabbed diagonally and took him by the throat.

The opponent's movements are not superfluous and fancy, and every move is straight to the point, without hesitation.

Through that moment of stalemate, the purple pupils had already seen each other clearly, dressed in light gray clothes, their heads and faces were all covered, and only a pair of eyes were left, such a color of clothes could be almost the same color as the snow in the middle of the night in a place with moonlight and snow, and it was difficult to distinguish.

Jingling, in an instant, the two sides have gone through more than a dozen moves, and no one has bargained, and the two people even look a little similar with knives and stabs, and they are all known for their speed, accuracy and ruthlessness.

This kind of attack is really used to kill people.

The weapons of the two sides struck again, and the gray-clothed man flickered, and disappeared without a trace.

Purple pupils clenched the scalpel between her fingers and listened intently.

Behind her, the figure of the gray-clothed man appeared silently, looking at the purple pupils in front of him, he slowly stretched out the short thorn in his right hand, his movements were very steady and slow, barely making a sound, until he was less than a foot away from her lower back, he suddenly exerted force.

The purple pupil felt something strange and hurriedly dodged, the black short thorn slashed across her robe, and the moon-white robe instantly had an extra tear, revealing the golden armor inside.

Noticing the golden silk armor in her clothes, the pair of eyes of the gray-clothed man exposed outside the mask narrowed slightly, and his body shook, and it had been split into two, and the two figures struck towards the purple pupils at the same time.

The purple pupil took two steps back, divided his hands, and the other knife was already in his right hand, blocking the short stabs of the two gray-clothed men at the same time.

The gray-clothed man on the left suddenly raised his left hand, and a fishy sweet smell suddenly rose in midair.

Knowing that she was wearing armor, he immediately changed to a poisonous attack.

On the purple pupils, the moonlight overflowed, and the guardian of the moon automatically released to protect her figure, separating the poisonous powder in the air.

The two hands shook together, repelling the other party, and the purple pupils looked at the gray-clothed man who had reunited with a solemn face.

"Who the hell are you?!"

The other party didn't say a word, but flew up again, stabbed straight at her chest, raised his left hand lightly, and several flying knives had already flown out from between his fingers.

The tip of the thorn pointed straight at her chest, but his throwing knife shot to her right side, and under the attack from both sides, the purple pupil could only retreat.

As soon as her toes hit the ground, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared on the dark red stone ground, quickly rushing towards her toes.

Feeling the fluctuations of the star power around him, the purple pupils shook lightly, and the person rose to the sky.

The lightning bolt rose more than a person high, made a crackling sound, and disappeared.

Seeing that the purple pupils fell on the alley wall, there was already the sound of wind approaching in mid-air, and the gray-clothed man glanced at the purple pupils, took a step back, and disappeared directly into the darkness.

"Mother!" The snack bundle fell on Purple Pupil's side, "Who are you fighting with?"

The purple pupil flew back into the alley, looked at the faint scorched black marks left by the thunder beam on the ground, bent down to look at the flying knives nailed into the ground, closed his fingers to collect the knives, took out a pair of deerskin gloves from the ring and put them on his hands, and then reached out and pulled the three flying knives out of the ground.

On the body of the knife, there is a faint fishy smell, which is obviously quenched 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, and he should be from the Assassin Alliance!" ”