Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 229 Shocking Fighting

An Fei slowly walked forward. His smile was natural and easygoing. His eyes were calm and clear. Whenever he fell into an unfavorable situation, Anfei would not mess with his mind for what. The more nervous he is, the more he will be. The more calm, because he knows that the enemy will not be soft, the help will not fall from the sky, only the one who can save himself.

"You just said that I was stabbing you at your home yesterday?" An Fei asked softly.

"Hey!" The Marquis of Zusei vomited his saliva, in order to answer the question of An Fei.

"So, don't you mind telling the situation at the time?" An Fei's smile was as it was.

"What's the point to say?" The Marquis of Zuosai was full of sorrow and anger: "I am not here to trouble you. I know that this is not in accordance with the laws of the Empire. A Fei, I just want to ask you a sentence, who will give you Power makes you kill people?"

"You said that I killed, I said that I did not kill, so there is no point in the debate, so it is necessary for you to tell the situation at that time. So many people present are witnesses, I believe they will make a fair judgement!"

Zuo Sai Marquis’s mouth twitched twice. He also knows the truth that many words must be lost. If you can open less, it is the best, but An Fei’s words have already been said so clearly, but it’s not good for him. The corner of the eye looked at the entourage around him.

"We went to bed yesterday, and the Marquis and the Sneefru adults and some of the brothers were chatting in the study." Then he followed the way, and he showed his thoughts, as if recalling everything that happened yesterday: "Later later We suddenly heard the cry of the Marquis and the sorrows of the brethren. We quickly grabbed the weapons and rushed over. In the study room... blood is everywhere! Blood is everywhere! Sneefru adults and brethren Falling into the pool of blood, only a few brothers still struggle to protect the Marquis!"

"and then?"

"And then? Then you fled like a dog, what else?!" The follower said.

“How many rooms are there in the study?” An Fei calmly filtered the insulting words, which Utter once said. The home of the Marquis of Zusser is very large. It has four floors and is famous throughout the Violet City and surrounding areas.

"The third floor."

"Then you sleep on a few floors?"

"First floor."

"This way... I was scared away by you? I understand." An Fei said faintly, his internal interest began to flow wildly at this moment. Since re-cultivating his internal interest, he rarely used all his strengths. One, I don’t want to show my own singularity. One is also a combat skill that wants to be proficient and wears the world, and the skill can only be mastered in actual combat, but now he has no choice.

"What do you mean?" the follower asked aloud.

"You are careful." From the outside, Anfei didn't change much, but his eyes looked even brighter: "Begin!" The voice just fell, and Anfei's figure suddenly shot forward like a sharp arrow. There is no accelerated process.

As the swordsman who is most trusted by the Marquis of Zuosai, the strength of the entourage is the highest and most loyal. Only he is still thinking about the first floor and third floor questions that he just answered. He is worried that there is a loophole in the problem. This problem has not been communicated beforehand, and he still has no time to think about it. If such a simple question is answered for a long time. On the contrary, it will make others suspicious.

Only in the blink of an eye, Anfei had already forced into the three meters. The reaction of the follower was not slow, and the ray of anger shrouded his whole body. The left hand showed an exhibition and pushed the Marquis of Zusser back. The right hand had already pulled out the long sword and bowed to Anfei. In fact, in his heart, he is very contemptuous of the impulse of Anfei. There is no concept of empty-handed fighting in this world. The vindictiveness can largely offset the impact and beat each other with fists. It’s hard to tell the difference between a thousand and eight hundred punches. If you change your sword, you will be finished. Even the bully of the magician can't be done. The magician's shield is not a display. Just like An Fei, it is just looking for death. Magic Wu double repair? He is very hopeful that Anfei dares to show the fire sword at this time. The corpses on the ground are killed by a magical double repairer, and they are committing the crime of Anfei!

Seeing that the long sword is about to hit Anfei's head, there are still no signs of elemental fluctuations. The stalker could not help but sneer.

Just in the midst of a thousand miles. Anfei's body shape is like a flowing stream, and the movement is neat and elegant. In the eyes of Mioric and Susanna watching the rear, the flash of light flashed and watched it more seriously.

The follower wrist used a force, and wanted to change the sword to cross the plane, but saw that An Fei’s hand lightning hit his wrist, and the sneer on his face was thicker, and he did not put this level of attack at all. In the eyes, even if he was allowed to play with An Fei, relying on vindictive protection, it was difficult for Anfei to injure him. At this time, his long sword could take advantage of Anfei into two segments.

But the power of Affy is much smaller than he imagined. He can't describe it with a hit. It is more like touching his hand. The follower doesn't know. This trick is called ‘lap.’

When the two hands had not touched, Anfei’s left knee had already flew up. His hand was on the wrist of the other side. He hit his knee and hit the elbow of the other side between the flashlights. It doesn't take much effort, just need to stop the opponent's arm from swaying. The follower's arm is bent into a reverse arc shape, and the cracking of the joint dislocation and the screams of the deafening sound scream in tandem.

Fighting gas can really improve the body's ability to fight. When I was struggling with Susanna in the pool water a long time ago, Anfei had personally experienced it, but the vindictiveness was not omnipotent. The people who played the vindictiveness could run and attack, indicating that they The joint activity is not affected, so for Anfei, he has found the weakness of the swordsman!

An Fei's footsteps kept on, and the figure was shot at the next swordsman. The sword in the swordsman's hand was like a poisonous snake. When the sword was about one meter away from Anfei, the shape of Anfei was But suddenly it floated up, and the action was like a butterfly flying between flowers. In the blink of an eye, it was on the same line as the swordsman, except that the swordsman was standing on the ground, but Anfei was On the head and feet.

The swordsman has never seen such a trick, and hurriedly waved his sword to pursue the shape of Anfei. Who knows that the sword has just waved to the top. However, An Fei has already grabbed his wrist. This time, An Fei used a lot of strength.

As soon as the figure was turned, Anfei landed behind the swordsman. Before the attack, he had measured the difference between the two figures. He chose a half-squatting posture and used his back to stand against the other’s waist. The wrist is pulled down hard. The audience can clearly see that the swordsman's arm is like a windmill's vane, which has turned backwards and turned over half a circle. Then it screams like a non-adult.

From the beginning of Anfei's affliction to the present, it was only a short moment, and the two swordsmen were solved by the rabbit's degenerate, chic and quick attack, which made the people around the place stunned. The angle of thinking of most people is easy to form a certain set of potential, and there is no specific reference point. Then you can only choose yourself. If you are unarmed, how much combat power can you play? What happens after you have a weapon? It is undeniable that the gap between the two is huge. Anfei can beat two swordsmen by both hands in the blink of an eye, and even one of them is a middle-level swordsman. The real strength of Anfei’s possession of weapons is also terrible!

Only Mioric and Susanna saw that Affy's attacking power was not great, but they were still shocked because they saw a skill that they had never touched before, beyond their imagination! For how to master and exert strength, both people are masters of the master class. However, in terms of skill, they can't compare with An Fei. From the action of Anfei attack, two people also realized another new field.

The Marquis of Zusser was frightened and turned back and forth. A first-level swordsman could not understand the horror of Afflair. Instead, he thought that his companion was defeated under the sudden attack of Anfei. He played the vindictiveness. A sword flew out, and a sword stabbed the throat of Anfei. The Marquis had already said it beforehand. He must find a way to kill Anfei. This credit is still collected by himself!

An Fei's body shape allows the side to let go, the timing is already wonderful, and one point faster, the first-level swordsman can change. One point slower. He himself is in danger of being injured.

Just as the two people passed by, Anfei extended his right foot like a child. Kicking backwards, kicking the sword in the front of the right heel, this foot seems to be not strong, but the right foot of the swordsman has been kicked up, almost at the same time Anfei took the opportunity to step forward and stepped on the left foot of the swordsman.

The body rushed forward under the action of inertia, but the left foot gave birth to the root. The swordsman was involuntarily shot to the ground, and the flying right foot still stretched forward. He did not know what kind of movement was hidden. Danger.

Anfei's hand rested on the swordsman's shoulder and suddenly pressed hard down, then a rollover jumped from the right side of the opponent to the left side. The swordsman was squatting on the ground. The swordsman focused on the quality of vindictiveness. The world has never seen soft body surgery. After the human body is twenty, the ligaments will tighten. The age is already out of forty. The situation can be imagined. The swordsman turned his eyes white, and a cold air pumped into his chest. He opened his mouth and screamed. Anfei gently held his neck at this moment. Like a lover, he also pulled back. Just when the swordsman felt that he had touched his left leg in the back of his head, he finally couldn't stand the pain of madness, and he was directly comatose, and even the screams did not come out.