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The masked woman snorted coldly, took a little step, and pulled out the long sword at her waist with a bang, and the clear light flashed, making a sword roar.

In the air, the long sword in her hand stabbed out, stabbing three times in a row, each sword stabbed at the vital position of the gray-clothed figure, or the heart, or the head, or the neck.

As soon as the three swords came out, there were three gray-clothed disciples who were clutching their throats, hearts and other vital positions, and the blood was rushing wildly, and they fell to the ground without even screaming.

Fang Yi watched as the blood shot out, staining the rock wall and the ground red, and the fishy smell rushed straight to him.

The masked woman wielded her sword like a dance, graceful and elegant, and after killing the three gray-clothed disciples with her first hand, she set her target on the black-clothed disciples, and the oppressed two could only passively defend.

Fang Yi looked at everything in front of him intently, and estimated in his heart that the strength of this masked woman was actually much higher than himself.

This kind of martial arts, this kind of strength, he looked at the light in his eyes, and his heart was hot.

This is the style of painting you need!

The long sword is like a dance, chic and elegant, just like a fairy descending into the world, this kind of demeanor, this style, this posture, he didn't realize that he was dressed in white, the long sword was like electricity, and the body followed the shadow, and the enemy gave the head.

However, as soon as the picture turned, it turned into a yellow figure, a reckless man with a steel knife, blood spraying, and a scene of human heads rolling down, which made him tremble.

"Yes, there is no way to do this, I must change the style of painting in the future."

Fang Yi secretly made up his mind in his heart, now he has changed his mentality, instead of starting to get into the state of money, now he is mostly exploring and exploring the secrets of this game, plus being able to play the game out of his heart is a surprise.

Suppressing the thought in his heart, he looked at the masked woman again, at this time, the two black-clothed disciples had been suppressed by her, and they couldn't break through in a short time, but it was impossible for the masked woman to kill these two elite monsters for a short time.

At this time, those gray-clothed disciples had already rushed up, roaring and roaring, as if they were not at all frightened by the corpses of their companions on the ground, on the contrary, they were even more crazy.

Fang Yi's eyes turned, his body moved, and the steel knife came out of the sheath with a 'bang', and the steel knife was in his hand, although it didn't conform to his painting style, but he endured it for the time being.

With a kick of his footsteps, he actually fought the 'Dragon Tour Nine Directions', his body jumped, the tiger walked in the dragon, moved and transferred, and in a few blinks of an eye, he rushed to the side of the two gray-clothed disciples, his hand rose and fell, the blood spring rose to the sky, and the two good heads flew into the sky.

Killing the two of them with two swords, Fang Yi entered with blood, just like a troll, rushing into the crowd of gray-clothed disciples, and the bell was ...... The sound of weapons hitting kept sounding, and the Thunderbolt knife technique was about the word 'fast', but in this kind of group battle, it was a killing skill.

The steel knife was teasing or slashing, stabbing or blocking, blood kept coming out, staining Fang Yi's whole body, all he saw in front of his eyes was red, and what he smelled in his nose was fishy.

But now he has long since adapted to the rhythm of the game, the bloody battle, and he doesn't even blink his eyes, let alone have the slightest discomfort.

The screams were repeated, and after only seven minutes, there were only four people standing in the entire underground corridor, and the rest of the people all fell and died under Fang Yi's knife.

At this time, Fang Yi was covered in blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or the enemy's, and the killing was in a state of excitement, he didn't feel the slightest pain at all, even if he was injured, he couldn't feel it.

Looking at the masked woman again, at this time, the two black-clothed disciple elite monsters had already suffered a lot of injuries, and they needed to be back to back to resist her attack, but they were already in danger, even a straw could completely sink the two of them.

With a kick of footsteps, he cast the dragon tour in the nine directions, his body was flexible, and he snatched out, and in a few steps, he came to the side of the two black-clothed disciples, and the steel knife slashed, splitting Huashan with force, and the strong wind was howling, with a pungent fishy smell.

Under this steel knife, many gray-clothed disciples have been killed, and the smell of blood on it is extremely strong, and before it is cut down, the two black-clothed disciples can sense it.

The two black-clothed disciples both changed color, and the masked woman instantly saw through the flaw between the two, and the sword came out like a dance, turning into a sword shadow, and between the two or three swords, it broke through the defense between the two and stabbed one of them in the heart.

Before the man let out a wail, he clutched his chest and fell stiffly, and another black-clothed disciple was about to dodge, Fang Yi's force had already suppressed Huashan, and the steel knife seemed to cut through the air, and a sharp sound of 'woo woo' sounded.

The black-clothed disciple raised his sword to block, but after all, he was cold, and after such a long time of defense, he had long lost his fighting spirit, on the other hand, Fang Yi killed several people, his momentum was like a tiger, and his strength increased by three points.

While!

The steel knife slashed down fiercely, shaking the black-clothed disciple's hand, and the steel knife slashed straight at the black-clothed disciple's shoulder, seeing a terrible wound, almost cutting off the opponent's arm.

The black-clothed disciple wailed, his face extremely painful, and blood spurted out wildly from the wound.

Fang Yi struck again, the steel knife waved, as fast as lightning, and like thunder, a knife slashed, the man's voice was slighter, and after a few seconds, a bloody mark on the neck was revealed, and the blood spurted out, like a rain of blood.

WhewW......

After fighting for such a long time in a row, now that it finally stopped, even Fang Yi was tired and panting, looking at the masked woman, only to find that the other party was simply strolling leisurely, looking still leisurely, as if he was just taking a walk just now, and it was not a fierce battle at all.

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating.

Fang Yi looked at the other party's black clothes, not even a little blood, free and easy, looking at the blood all over his body, it was extremely uncomfortable, and now he was even more embarrassed, he really felt that the gap between the two was too big.

"I'm going to learn swordsmanship in the future!"

He stared at the masked woman, thinking to himself.

The masked woman glanced at Fang Yi and said, "You can still go, you can't delay any longer." ”

Her voice was still calm, as if it was someone else who had killed someone else just now, and she couldn't see the change in tone at all.

As she spoke, the masked woman stepped on the ground, flew out, swept into the depths of the corridor, and quickly disappeared into the search.

Fang Yi looked at the masked woman, gritted his teeth, and also cast the Dragon Tour Nine Directions, but there was nothing unfathomable at all, high and high, like an elephant, rampage.

One before and one after, one high and one low, neither of them spoke, they remained silent, Fang Yi didn't dare to speak, at this time he really tried his best to keep up with this strange woman.

After more than ten minutes, the two finally came to a stone chamber, and the stone door fell, but from the map and the mouth of the original black-clothed disciple, they both knew that this was the location of the dungeon in front of them.

Looking at the stone gate in front of him, Fang Yi's eyes lit up.