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Just after she met the first charge of the white figure, the other party's movements suddenly became weird, because it brought a strong sense of déjà vu to the girl.

The posture of accumulation, the movement of holding the knife, the aura that seemed to be one with the knife, she would not be mistaken, the white figure, not only imitated herself to summon the sword as a weapon, but also posed in the same starting style as her own swordsmanship, although the sword type was different.

But it is true, it is the most unique and well-known genre in the moonlit night world, and it is a combination of the world's swordsmanship.

"This white fellow has not only taken away my appearance and imitated my behavior, but can he even learn my swordsmanship?" said the girl

The figure has a calm face, but it also makes the girl feel that it is laughing, a disgusting sinister smile, like a black-bellied troublemaker who sees the plot succeeding, and it is clear that he is also one of the characters in this play.

The figure drew its sword and slashed out a shrill wind, piercing, like a strange beast, flashing like a phantom.

It turned out to be the knife drawing style in the four-type wind of the Broken Moon One Knife Stream, but it was obviously much faster than the knife drawing of ordinary people. Wind and Weasel, although it does not belong to the meteor type of the girl's specialty, is considered the basic sword skill of the genre, and you can master the essentials at the first stage.

The unexpected opening made the girl's chest unlucky.

But it's not a big deal, although the knife is ferocious, but it slashed at the girl's body, it didn't even bring her clear pain, she subconsciously attributed it to the other party's attack was not hot enough, ignoring her body, and it had already mutated.

It's not that the other party's attack is not strong, but she can't feel the pain. And in places where she had not noticed, the wound on her chest was also healing at a strange speed.

If you want to use the sword, use it, no matter what you do, I have already decided to kill you, right here, kill you, and there will be no one to hinder me, the girl stared at the figure in front of her, and her body showed a sword for the first time in a long time, and was buried in the ground for so long, the memory of her body began to revive, and the little by little of the genre of swordsmanship quickly cleared up in her mind.

How far can you go in terms of sword competition? Just imitate and steal, do you really think you can reach me so quickly?

So the girl made a move, and the arms, wrists, shoulders, and the sword tightly locked in the palm of the palm seemed to be integrated, like a complete spear, and the fish and dragon burst out.

Sadly, the figure was moving faster than she had imagined, dodging a sword she stabbed at close range.

The girl swung her sword again, and the sword skills of the stabbing followed closely behind, if you can dodge it with a sword, then what about dozens of sword strikes?

With absolute self-confidence, the girl danced the weapon in her hand, stabbing out a misty brilliance, at this time she even became distorted, and the confidence and impulse that she had never had drove a bold attack, she had firmly believed in her heart that she must be defeated, no, it was to kill, kill the figure in front of her, and step through its corpse to advance!

Fall, bleed, be stabbed to pieces, as the frequency of the sword blade in her hand became more and more rapid, the attack became more and more violent, and a pride that had already touched the victory surged in her heart, and she shouted in her heart, letting her sword continue to stab out without any mercy.

However, the figure has also constantly refreshed the girl's perception of it, whether it is the excellent application of the night step, or the immediate solution of the stabbing sword technique, it shows the strength of the figure, the girl suddenly began to feel that what she is facing is not a monster that simply imitates other people's sword skills, but a real person who learns swords, the same school as himself, and does not lose to his own swordsmanship.

What, this white bastard, what's going on, this kind of control and reflexes of sword skills, this shouldn't be a level that can be achieved by simply ramming strength, this guy, how can he exert his sword skills to such a point in such a short period of time, this is impossible. For the first time, the girl's inner firmness was shaken.

And with the next fight, this doubt was gradually put into greater place.

If it is said that the figure can use the swordsmanship mastered by the girl, it is still acceptable to her, but since then, the successive sword skills shown by the figure have not been practiced by the girl, it is better to say that even the sword type has changed, one is a meteor type based on stabbing, and the other is a wind type that requires quick slashing. Wanting to quickly comprehend another type by imitating one type is fundamentally a fantasy, in the girl's cognition, even if it is all the famous sword saints in history, there is no one who has this god-given miraculous talent.

She suddenly felt that what she was facing was not a monster imitating her sword skills, but a real person who practiced swords, the same genre as herself, and was not inferior to her own strength.

"What the hell are you?" The growing doubts in her heart made her ask directly.

But the figure didn't intend to respond to her at all, and even opened his mouth to make a sound, which was unusual, as if he couldn't speak.

yes, what the hell is that, the guy standing in front of you, the strange voice appeared again, and said directly in her head, at least, it should be the most dangerous enemy you are facing right now.

Do you feel tricky, because the other party is surprisingly good, and he really has sword skills on par with you, in your heart, that's exactly what you think, confidently thinking that the other party is just a layman, but he was ruthlessly poured cold water by reality. But don't worry, I'm not hitting you, we're the same person, I'm you, you're me, your desire is also my desire, your anger is also my anger, it's our common enemy, I'm going to help you together, vent our anger on the guy who deserves our anger!

I should...... How to do it......

Repeat it in your heart, remember who is driving you all the way forward to this point, and let you continue to persevere!

It's mine...... Brother...... I want to see him...... Lyle......

Yes, it is enough to follow your heart, to follow your primordial desires, to relax, to surrender everything to your body's instincts.

Your share of the power of blood.

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Facing Lyle raised his sword and shouted in his heart, the blood shadow was silent.

Suzu's heart froze, and there was a chill behind her for no reason, and a strange itching sensation suddenly invaded her body, or rather, every pipe flowing blood inside her body. Her scalp was numb, and her body was gradually becoming hot, and she knew that it was not someone who had inflicted it on her on purpose, but because of the blood exchange, and she and Lyle shared the sensations that had been applied to the blood.

This uncomfortable feeling is actually invading Lyle and affecting the bloodline in his body, so that he also resonates with himself.

"She seems to be getting weird, I'll help you!" Suzu vaguely felt in her heart that this was no longer the previous battle, and at this moment, the blood shadow contained less and less of Sister Lyle's ingredients.

What the hell is going on in your body?, sister, Lyle thought to herself. He could probably guess something, just as the Blood Fiend's consciousness had bewitched him and allowed him to gradually fall into the abyss.

But now Lyle can't see the abnormal changes that his sister is experiencing, so he can only look at the blood shadow that has changed his face beyond recognition, and let out a different roar towards himself.

It was not a cry of anger or unwillingness from the hearts of human beings, it was more crazy and ferocious, with the urge to kill, and it was only released by wild beasts, roaring.

Ringling sensed the danger and immediately ran to Lyle's side, but the speed of the mutated blood shadow charge was faster, faster than one or two levels, it bowed its legs and catapulted, and the explosive power generated by the joints of both legs had already surpassed the degree of humans or humans, perhaps because the two were not far apart, the blood shadow was almost instantaneously drawn in front of Lyle, as if even the process of charging had been cut off.

Only Suzu, who was a little farther away, saw the afterimage left by the blood shadow for a moment, gradually fading.

It was too late to retreat, and when the field of vision was filled with scarlet faces, the judgment of his brain told him.

The blood shadow raised his sword, slashed violently, slashed without any swordsmanship shadow, the simplest and most primitive slash, with only the murderous will to kill the target in front of him.

In the face of the target's crazy attack, Lyle could only react to the most extreme reaction, he held the knife in his backhand, and the blood and qi surrounded the blade of the knife quickly wound and condensed, he fixed the timing of the fall of the blood shadow's knife, and then a slash to the right and up, the red blade collided, but Lyle's knife continued to go up, and at this moment the intense pain was tearing his wrist and shoulder, and the knife of the blood shadow was as heavy as a thousand catties.

It was also this predictable heavy blow that made Lyle make a suitable response earlier, and in the face of this knife that was enough to cut himself as easily as cutting tofu, he had to use the strongest slash.

Sword press, a slash with so much energy that it materialized, the crescent-shaped true red sword pressed away from the blade, cutting off the blood shadow's knife and slicing its shoulder.

However, the Blood Shadow, which had lost its weapon, continued to attack, and at this moment its fingers protruded, like five sharp knives, and grabbed at Lyle's face, and Lyle's other hand almost failed to stop the blood claw that wanted to tear his head apart, and then the second claw of the Blood Shadow also poked over.

Lyle slashed, the claws of the blood shadow striking the blade, bursting with sparks and a piercing sound.

"Be careful, it's not something you can handle without combat training!" Lyle shouted as he heard the sound of running behind him getting louder and louder.

"It's you who should be careful!" Suzu's eyes widened in horror.

The incomparably nerve-stimulating pain exploded in the neck, and the blood shadow and Lyle's hands were locked one after another, and it actually used its teeth as a weapon, and bit Lyle's neck mercilessly, blood splattered and flowed, and Lyle only felt that dozens of knives were inserted into the flesh and stirred.

The use of minions and teeth, this is a means of attack that only a beast with no rational humanity would use, no, it is a means of killing, and the blood shadow is already unworthy of being called a human.

"I'm not a professional, but I'm the one who fell out with the highest soldier in a country and broke through a horde of zombies, and then came back alive. Suzu was bathed in flames and rushed to the side of the blood shadow.

The blood shadow still refused to let go of Lyle's neck that was biting in his mouth, but instead used more force, and more blood spurted out, and soon, it stained Lyle's left shoulder red. As if sensing Suzu's approach, the tail that grew from its back suddenly stretched out, like a thick rope whipping Suzu's abdomen.

Suzu took the blow and endured the pain, she clung to her tail tightly, and the flames burned down her arm to her tail.

Bloodshadow's mouth was stuffed with flesh from the junction of Lyle's shoulder and neck, and it let out a whimpering roar, and it mobilized its tail to swing vigorously to shake the bell away, but the bell clung to it and was dragged into the air.

She saw the opportunity, suddenly let go of her hand, and let herself fall downward, behind Lyle, about to fall parallel to her height, behind the bell with one hand, the pillar of fire erupted out of the palm, and the reverse power brought by the explosion flicked the bell towards the body of the blood shadow.

Her other hand was already filled with destructive flames, and with the help of the momentum, she flew to Lyle's side, and pressed the outstretched hand against the blood shadow's face.

"The meat here isn't for you to eat!" she shouted at the Blood Shadow with a tense face, grabbing its face and backing its hair, forcing it to leave Lyle, before the flames in her palm exploded, blasting the Blood Shadow farther away.

She watched as the blood shadow flew seven or eight meters away and fell to the ground, and then immediately turned to see Lyle's situation.

Lyle gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, his sweaty face distorted his expression, and at a glance he knew that he was enduring the pain he remembered, and Suzu saw that the wound that Lyle was covering was bitten off a large piece of flesh, and the blood was dripping, and her heart was cold when she saw it.

"Rai ......"

"Stay away from me first," Lyle snapped off what Suzu was about to say, "I'm right now, something isn't right. ”

He looked up, and his face was completely reflected in Suzu's eyes.

Half of that painful face was covered in a blood-colored substance, like a bloody face.

"That monster is waking up again, inside my body......" he hung his head again, gasping for breath, "trust me, so listen to me first, and stand farther away......"