Anderson activated the skill Shadow Coffin, and instantly activated the same shadow to wrap the entire ring, and even covered Fang Xingjian's body.

This activated shadow no longer seemed to be a simple shadow, but some kind of strange energy, and even the light constantly released from Fang Xingjian's body could not expel these shadows.

And because the entire ring is wrapped, the shadow wrap is almost impossible to dodge.

The shadow coffin not only has the special effect of weakening the material structure, but the life wrapped in it will be cut off from the five senses, just like a dead person who really sleeps in a coffin.

This is a secret that only Anderson knows at the moment.

Just after he used the shadow coffin to wrap Fang Xingjian's entire person, Anderson's whole person burst out from the shadows, and a black sheet in his hand stabbed directly towards Fang Xingjian.

The flake in his hand was very strange, it looked like a large shadow that surrounded his palm, but this shadow formed the shape of a blade, wandering in the air, and was pierced by Anderson towards Fang Xing's sword.

The skill of trapping the enemy is still the shadow coffin, and the skill of killing the enemy is called the dagger of death.

This is the Shadow Reaper's lore skill, sending the opponent into a coffin made of the Shadows, and then using the Reaper's dagger to take their lives.

Legend has it that the Grim Reaper sleeps in a coffin of shadows, waking up with a dagger to take his life.

And Anderson's Shadow Reaper's profession seems to have inherited this legend.

The shadow coffin weakens the opponent and cuts off the five senses.

The Dagger of Death is a shadow, without thickness, without substance, but without anything.

Combined, the two are almost certain to die.

From the time Anderson activated the shadow coffin to the time he used the Death Dagger to stab Fang Xingjian, his expression was solemn and his movements were solemn, as if he was not killing someone, but holding a mysterious sacrifice.

Every movement and every step he took contained an aura of mystery, as if he was going to send Fang Xingjian into eternal darkness and sacrifice it to the god of death in myths and legends.

There was a crisp pop, and the Grim Reaper's dagger gently stabbed into the shadow coffin, and then went all the way deep without hindrance, piercing through the entire shadow coffin.

It looks like a magic show, knocking a living person into a box and cutting it open.

After the blow, the entire shadow coffin turned into a cloud of debris floating between heaven and earth, and the living shadows on the ground began to retreat and leave at this moment.

Obviously, Anderson couldn't hold on to that kind of perverse shadow for long.

But just behind the shadow fragments in the sky, there was nothing, and there was no body of Fang Xingjian at all.

Anderson's heart jumped, and the next moment the whole person felt a huge force coming from his lower back, and the violent power was fully accepted by his defenselessness, and it was directly transmitted to his waist to every corner of his body, turning into a sharp pain at the same time, he had already kicked his whole person away.

With a soft bang, Anderson noticed that he was too close to the edge of the ring, and although he was kicked a few meters away, he twisted his waist, turned around and tried to fall to the ground and stop his body.

But when he landed, he had already fallen off the field.

Anderson raised his head sharply and looked at Fang Xingjian, who was slowly retracting one foot, and he shouted, "Is it light? You use light not only to suppress my shadow, but also to force me to use a special move, and at the same time convert light, interfere with my vision, and create a mirage?"

Fang Xingjian withdrew his long sword and slowly walked towards the bottom of the ring.

Anderson yelled, "Answer me!"

Fang Xingjian didn't stop, just said lightly: "You rely too much on your own eyes. ”

Hearing this, Anderson jerked into his eyes, indeed, as a knight who needed to control the shadows and assassinate the enemy from the shadows, he cared too much about the changes in light and shadow, and he trusted the information that the eyes told him.

Anderson looked at Fang Xingjian's departing back fiercely, but he didn't say anything cruel, and turned around and left directly.

On the audience, Ferdinand waved his hand fiercely, and this lower star sword only needs to defeat Holt to become the state crown, plus the ranking bets in the first few levels, he can get at least 2,000 gold.

The commander of the forbidden army from the Teresia family, Adri looked at the victorious Fang Xingjian and said coldly: "Although he seems to be magnanimous, it seems that he wants to defeat Anderson from all directions, and even give the other party a good combat environment.

But in the end, it's still about using light and not giving the other party a chance to play their best.

That's because he still wants to save energy and stamina to deal with Holt. Hmph, it seems that he himself is not particularly sure of defeating Holt, so this is to save every point of strength and enhance the chances of victory......"

Xiu Yi on the side asked, "My lord, who do you think will win between Fang Xingjian and Holt?"

"Fang Xingjian's previous sword that defeated Meng Hao was very powerful. Holt's Galaxy Storm is also very powerful if it is paired with a level 29 divine weapon. Let's see which of them mistakes first and gets seriously injured first. Speaking of this, he laughed: "If Fang Xingjian is seriously injured, it will be very beneficial to my next actions.

On the contrary, if he seriously injured Holt, or even killed Holt, it would be even better if he had a grudge against the Ten Thousand Star Palace of the Ancestor of the Stars. ”

On that side, Wei Leng and Holt have already started to play.

The assistant examiner asked them if they needed to clean up the ring and renovate it, and both shook their heads.

Looking at Wei Leng in front of him, Holt shook his head, and a silver light rushed straight into the sky, and the galactic storm raged towards the entire ring, like a nebula in the universe, enveloping Wei Leng entirely.

Holt didn't take Wei Leng to heart at all, compared to those knights who were still competing with fists and kicks and moves, his galaxy storm was already like a second-turn knight, a competition of pure transcendent strength.

Although Wei Leng stepped into the Celestial Induction, he couldn't change his foundation in the past few decades was too shallow, even if he stepped into the Celestial Induction, it would still take several years or even more than ten years of hard work to catch up with him.

The other party now has a great advantage in the competition of moves, and with the help of the insight of the celestial and human induction, he can even bring forth his illusion swordsmanship, and the effect is greatly increased.

But in the face of absolute power, these are meaningless.

I saw that Holt's right hand slowly clenched a fist, and countless galaxies condensed and changed, turning into a fist that was enough for half the size of the ring.

"One move, Wei Leng, if you can take my move, even if you win. ”

As he spoke, Holt spread his palms flat and pressed down in the air.

At the same time, the giant palms of the galaxy that gathered in mid-air also slapped down, Wei Leng only felt that the sky was dark, and with Holt's palm, the sky in his entire sight seemed to disappear. (To be continued.) )