"You nasty thing!! Get out of here!! What kind of skill is hiding and hiding!! Miral roared angrily.

At this time, Miral looked a little embarrassed, his long hair was wrapped around his waist, and there were several cuts on his originally intact white-robed clothes, which were cut by sharp objects, and the wounds in the wounds were of different depths, surprisingly, there was no bright red liquid such as blood flowing out of the wounds, and Miral's expression did not show a trace of pain, and there was no pain at all for these wounds.

In the endless fog of darkness, Miral fought alone, not only to protect the remaining believers behind him, but also to watch out for the vile and shameless villain's sneak attack in the dark, which was simply terrible.

"Is it a pseudo-life produced by the 'shield of Tsarist Russia'? An interesting fellow, can't such a wound cause you pain, so what? A woman's muttering and smiling voice came from the darkness that she couldn't see clearly, and she didn't seem to listen to Miral's angry scolding.

As soon as her words fell, the tension in Miral's whole body was mobilized, nothing could be seen in the dark, not even the sound of the other party's footsteps, did this guy really walk with his feet, there was no sound at all, even if he heard her voice, he couldn't judge the source of the sound, and came to the conclusion, that is, these dark smoke itself is not ordinary smoke, it is a special kind of smoke, it is very likely that it is this person, no, maybe it is the ghost of this group.

"Huh!" With a sound, it flashed directly, from top to bottom, the agile speed slashed in front of Miral with a powerful force, and the pale golden shield that Miral held up all over his body steadily ate this seemingly very strong blow, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the surface of the golden shield, Miral shed a cold sweat, but his eyes were not afraid of this person with great strength.

The repair speed of the magic shield can't last too long for this kind of fast and powerful attack, and it's likely that the next blow won't be able to hold it, so create a shield again as much as possible to resist her attack, and now it can only be defended, and it seems impossible to counterattack, not to mention the darkness in front of you, you can't see anything clearly, how to hit this person with an assassin's attack method is also a big problem, her speed is very fast, you can see from the attack speed, it's not good this time, Milar came to this poignant conclusion.

Guessed the front, but guessed the back, the target of this dangerous assassin hiding in the dark is not only Miral, the believers he protects are also her target, the believers protected by the protective shield set by Miral looked nervously at the battle outside, they didn't think that they would also be implicated, not that they didn't think about it, but they couldn't do anything in the dark, the corpse drowned in the dark is the best evidence, nothing can be seen, let others slaughter, since they can't help, don't drag Lord Miral's hind legs, They could only hide in the protective shield that Miral had created for them, watching Miral fight the enemy.

The sharp blade appeared in front of the golden shield protecting these people in a silent way, like the speed of a bullet, everyone in the shield did not react, the blade was like cutting tofu, directly stabbed into the shield, and pierced a person's chest by the way, before the screams came out, everything happened in an instant, and it was suffocating.

The golden shield shattered, everyone's unbelievable faces appeared, and the darkness instantly overwhelmed them, as if even their voices were swallowed up, and everyone was already doomed at that time, and the dagger blade smoothly sliced the throat under the head along the perfect arc, so that even the sound did not come out.

"Now is not the time to be in a daze, my cute toy." A caress-like tone sounded, and the blade sneaking in the dark instantly appeared in front of Miral, directly hitting the golden shield, and the shocking blood stains on the blade were also sprinkled on it, the same as cutting tofu, compared with the small fight just now, this is more like her real strength, directly disintegrating the protective shield that Miral had just successfully repaired, and the blade slashed through Miral's throat unimpeded, causing a very deep wound scar, although the enemy only used a one-handed dagger, But with a skillful one-handed reversal of the dagger, the dagger seemed to dance on her fingers, and soon she straightened the posture she wanted, and the blade that had been slashed was returned, pointing upwards and stabbing at Miral's temple.

The blade easily stabbed into Miral's temple, and she then lifted her foot and kicked Miral in the waist, and Miral flew out like a cannonball, and the blade was pulled out of his temple, looking like she had kicked Miral in order to pull out the knife more gracefully.

"If you don't have a little dust and wounds on your body when you fight, it's disrespectful to others." The woman in the darkness said with no apparent fear that Miral would die.

"You, you guy!" Miral is like a broken toy, he is not dead after being fatally wounded, he is still alive tenaciously, gritting his teeth and trying to get up from the pile of rubble, blood flows out of a wound that has been stabbed, and the wound on his throat is also, and his face is stained with blood, but this blood is on the blade, this is not Miral's, it is left by those tragic believers who have been cut throats, because Miral has no such thing as blood at all, and the white robes and clothes covered with cut marks have become even more tattered, full of dust, and look very dirty, One leg and hand twisted to one side in an irregular form, and the overall feeling was very miserable.

"I'm worried that I don't have any materials to practice knives, but with a monster like you who won't die no matter what injuries you take, I think I can create more beautiful killing art in the future." The woman seemed to squat in front of Miral and said distressedly, a little bit of a confession of trouble, but it was dark, and Miral couldn't see anything clearly.

"Bang!" As soon as the words fell, the sound of metal clashing came, and the silver long sword that flashed with light collided with a small dagger about fifteen centimeters in length, which appeared unusually bright in the darkness, illuminating a part of the area, and the long-lost light reappeared, warm and reassuring.

"Oh, the little brother is really rough, it's not right to sneak up on the big sister like this." The woman said in a relaxed and smiling tone.

"Stay away from him!" Harry said angrily.

The woman in the dark, Harry could see it clearly, she was wearing a black robe for draping, the black robe had a black hood behind the collar, the black hair slid down like a waterfall, reaching the waist, the woman's age was about twenty years old, very tall, much taller than herself, she only reached her chest, she was turning her head, looking at Harry with a smile on her face, holding a dagger in one hand, blocking the back behind her, without even turning her body, Harry's silver sword collided with it unsurprisingly, but the woman looked relaxed, at least not nervous on her face, but smiling.

The timing of the arrival was not too good, and the sight of the scarred Miral and the messy corpse with the throat cut off on the ground, it was everyone's, and a feeling called anger rose in Harry's heart, and the feeling of wanting to break the culprit to pieces was churning in his heart.

"Angry?"

Harry didn't speak, the silver sword answered her for him, directly put away the swords that collided together, the silver sword that flashed with light advanced towards her head, mercilessly, the woman's smiling expression never changed, the dagger in her hand moved, the speed was much faster than Harry's, and at the same time, the body also reacted quickly, dodged to the side, successfully dodged the silver sword that Harry slashed at her head, turned around quickly, and the black robe she was wearing fluttered with her quick turn, The dagger, held in one hand, made a dash of attack, and the battle began.

The dagger stabbed Harry's throat, Harry didn't panic, he also put away the long sword and hit the dagger that stabbed him, trying to open the dagger, the woman seemed to know that Harry would have such a move, but she didn't put away the dagger, and directly let Harry's long sword touch the dagger's knife, and the dagger was indeed shaken open, but this is also one of the woman's plans, no, this may not be called a plan, it should be said to be an absolute trust in her own strength.

The speed of a volcanic eruption was present in the woman's hand, and the dagger that was shaken to the side suddenly speeded, cutting into Harry's throat again, with an unstoppable momentum, Harry was startled, holding the long sword in both hands and barely keeping up with her speed to defend, when the blade of the dagger hit the blade of the silver long sword, Harry felt a very strong force, like the feeling of a crazy cow rushing over, the long sword in his hand almost couldn't hold it, and his footsteps moved a little, There was a faint pain and tingling sensation in the wrist.

The woman didn't show any expression, she still maintained a big sister next door smile, she didn't seem surprised by Harry's performance at all, the interval between attacks did not exceed a second, the next attack was connected, retracted the blade, and stabbed Harry's throat again, Harry was surprised, but still used the long sword with all his strength to hold the important position of the throat, the sharp blade hit the sword, the dagger did not withdraw his hand because of failure, but slashed down, cutting Harry's chest without spare strength, with clothes, A long, bony wound appeared, blood spilled out, and the white robe was visibly stained with bright red blood, and the woman's attack stopped at this time, and retreated, keeping a distance from Harry, she put away her smile, her brow furrowed, and seemed unhappy that she couldn't cut her throat.

"Little brother, you're really not well-behaved, can't you let the big sister draw a beautiful line around your neck, you will make the big sister very annoyed, this is the punishment." The woman said unhappily, as if she was a little angry.

The deep wound on his chest kept bleeding, and he received a fatal injury in one round, and it looked painful, but Harry was like a person who didn't feel pain, just lowered his head to look at the wound, and continued to look at her, the expression on his face did not change, he still looked like he was waiting for her, but the way he held the sword changed, his waist was straight, one hand was behind him, and the other hand was holding a silver long sword, the blade of the sword was pointed at her, and his feet were closed, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little different at this moment.

"Little brother, you also have a little meaning, the big sister is not welcome." The woman smiled again when she saw Harry do this, and the woman's body leaned forward slightly, and then with a step, the man rushed out and rushed towards Harry head-on.

The woman then moved in front of Harry with an unexpected burst of force, and the small dagger blade she held in one hand swung directly at Harry's throat, causing a beautiful arc and slashing Harry's neck.

Harry's hand holding the longsword in one hand also moved at this moment, the longsword blocked in front of him, and the blade of the dagger hit the blade of the longsword with a greater force than before, stirring up a spark from the friction of metal, and the shockwave exploded at this moment, centered around the collision between Harry and the woman, and the rubble was blown away by the violent shockwave, and a larger smoke rose.

Harry's wrist also sounded with a mournful sound, almost breaking off under this exaggerated force, Harry's expression was finally moved, it was that kind of painful expression, but soon Harry endured it, just the cold sweat on his forehead, which suddenly exposed Harry's current situation.

Harry's expression, the woman saw it in her eyes, and seemed to be very satisfied with Harry's expression, the expression with a smile on her face became stronger, and at the same time, the blade of the dagger also moved faster, like a gust of wind, attacking Harry's other important parts, heart, head, throat, eyes, these parts stabbed, Harry reluctantly raised the long sword to block, every time he blocked, the blade collided on the blade with a stronger and stronger force, Harry's arm holding the silver sword turned red, The expression on his face seemed to be painful, and the wounds on his body were numerous.

"I have to admire you, little brother, at a young age, under the destruction of the power of the big sister, he didn't even shout in pain, what a man." The woman said with a smile, the dagger in her hand was still waving, and each swing would sound a metal collision sound, saying that it was attacking Harry's vulnerable area, but in fact she was more like she was deliberately slapping Harry.

"You can see my existence in the dark, you are a very special person, although it is a pity, but you are going to die here today." The dagger in the woman's hand struck hard, striking Harry's blade.

"Click!" A screaming voice finally sounded, as if he could no longer bear the force, Harry's arm twisted in an irregular form, and the silver sword came out of his hand at the same time, falling to the ground next to him, sticking to the ground, blood dripping down the twisted arm.

The winner is decided?!