Assassin’s Chronicle

The fourth zero chapter is not vindictive, you are a fart!

"You really don't want to know who I am?" The figure felt very strange. The so-called heart-to-heart, if someone suddenly wants to kill him, he definitely wants to know why the other party is killing him, and Anfei seems to care about the secret. .

"Are you an idiot?!" An Fei has reached an unbearable level. The person who wants to kill himself is more, since he is coming, it is his enemy, and his goal is to knock down the enemy. As for others, he has no energy. Think about it.

"You are very rude." The figure slowly turned the sword in his hand, but his tone had become cold. Obviously he was very angry. As a strongman, he was turned into an idiot. This is what he is anyway. unacceptable. But before leaving, the teacher once smashed him, don't kill Anfei easily, let Anfei taste the most cruel punishment in the world, until Anfei regrets why he didn't die early, which is also his attempt to physically and mentally The reason for tormenting An Fei, but now it seems that there is no effect, on the contrary, he is mad at himself.

"I will be more rude!"

"Frankly tell you, my name is Deschelet, a student of Philippe." The figure bent over in an elegant posture, as if to show respect to Philip in the distance, and his eyes were fixed Anfei, looking forward to finding fear or fear on Anfei's face, so he will be very satisfied.

"Is it finished?" asked Anfei, and then sighed: "It’s finally finished." There is a certain gap between strength, Anfei and Dexelet, but when it comes to how to make people crazy, their gap is even more Big.

"You shouldn't kill Zedah, absolutely shouldn't!" Deschlett said coldly. He has been trying to make Anfei regret the recklessness of the day, but he didn't realize that it was purely short-sighted. The length. If he madly launched the offensive as soon as he came up, he would have been forced to breathe.

"I have already killed, and I use a sword." An Fei said with a smile, his subconscious is very obvious, I used a sword to kill, not with a mouth, he was in front of satire in the Sheryl.

"I know." Deschlett said in an inscrutable way: "So now I am here!"

With the calmness of Anfei, I couldn’t help but stay a bit. He did not expect it anyway, Deschlett could make such an answer. In his impressions, the strongest people who have been contacted have become sophisticated figures. Even if they are known for their loyalty, Buzuiano, they also have their own ambitions. Loyalty is not a fool. It is hard to understand that Deschlater can't even hear such hints!

"Sorry, I have to remind you. Susanna is coming back." An Fei whispered, as an attacker, reminding his opponent to hurry, it seems very funny, there is no awareness of the weak.

"Since you want to die so early. I will fulfill you!" Deschlater's tone became sharp, and a sword contained hate. Although he was a bit clumsy, he also heard the ridicule in An Fei's words.

An Fei slammed his sword and slammed it. He has run to the extreme, and hopes to use this rare opponent to judge the pure gap in power.

With a loud bang, the fire sword in the hands of Anfei has become a violent stream of countless blasting elements, leaving only the empty crystal hilt, and his spiritual power can no longer control the elements. De Sherette has hated the shot and has released all the vindictiveness without any reservation. In a violent impact. Splashing is not only the turbulent flow of elements, but also the vindictiveness of the murderous. The blasted mixed light group instantly swallowed both Anfei and Desielet. The power of the explosion slammed against the cave wall and the top of the cave, making this long-lasting The disrepaired secret room began to collapse.

An Fei has released the fire shield, the fire element will not hurt him, the fire shield is to resist the vindictive, and both people can not help but fly out. Anfei hit a ramp. De Schelette hit the wall.

Compared with Anfei, Deschlett's recovery rate is much faster. When An Fei just stood up, his body shape had already passed through the collapsed gravel and directly into the ramp. The white scorpion sword lightly slammed into the chest of An Fei. As for how to torture An Fei, he already took care of it. Not on.

Regardless of whether there is any problem with Dexter's IQ, it can't affect the strength of his peak power. Although Anfei has timely pulled out the long sword made by the great alchemist Jacob, he has a messy internal interest. There was no reconciliation. This time, the attack was high, and Dechlett only stepped back two steps. Anfei tumbling and flew out, smashing the wooden door at the end of the martyr, slamming and hitting the wall inside. Shelette followed and shot in, followed by repeated bangs, the chamber began to collapse, followed by the martyrdom.

"Ha ha ha..." De Slaiter proudly laughed: "An Fei, I see where you are now going to escape!" Here is a dead, more than 40 square meters of stone room, no channel, and collapsed The only way has been blocked, and Dexelet stopped there, and Anfei really did not fly.

Not playing! An Fei shook his head and slowly stood up. Although the internal interest made his body very strong, he had not yet reached the point where he could perform the trapeze. He bumped into it and made him dizzy. a feeling of.

"Anfei, beg for me, I can't kill you!" Dexlet said with a smile, and now his mood has become very good.

An Fei took a deep breath and a rotten smell came over. It is not strange that the air quality is not good all the year round.

"I really can't kill you, as long as you beg for mercy and talk." Deschlett was inducing to fly again.

"I am very surprised, how did you become a peak powerhouse?" An Fei said slowly, then suddenly and quickly breathed, like the dwarf is pulling the bellows.

"You are questioning my strength?" Deschlett did not care about the movement of Anfei. Even if Anfei made any tricks, he also confidently defeated Anfei. If you change to Ernest, you will never be as careless as him. The advantage of ALF is its skill and speed, as well as its extraordinary mind. The advantage of strength does not mean anything.

In a short period of time, Anfei has been breathing for dozens of times, then released a big fireball and then another one. When the first big fireball had not flown in front of Desalet, he had released six or seven big fireballs in succession. This release speed has reached the limit of magical common sense.

Deschelet also looked a little surprised, but the fireball could not cause any harm to him. He waved his sword at random and shattered one big fireball.

Anfei seems to be addicted. He has been releasing big fireballs and almost released two or thirty. Another fire wall was released at the foot of De Schelette, followed by a big fireball.

De Selette felt that An Fei was already a poor man. With this kind of judgment, his patience seemed surprisingly good. He was looking forward to the moment when Anfei exhausted. Anyway, Susanna would take a while to get back, even dragging it. Susanna is not too late.

The brightness of the big fireball released by Anfei is getting dil. Finally, a big fireball just left Anfei’s hand and disappeared. Who knows that he actually started to release the small fireball again.

With a bang, Deschlett couldn’t help but laugh out. This Avery has been scared, right? God... use a small fireball to attack a peak powerhouse. Is there such a stupid person in the world? ! Deschelet was too lazy to make an action, letting the small fireball hit his bodyguard, this attack for him, even the mosquito bites are not counted.

At last. An Fei couldn't release the small fireball. He watched Anfei waving his arm helplessly, but he didn't even have a Mars. Deschlett laughed: "The magic is exhausted? So fast? Losing you is still a Swordsman!"

I don't know when, An Fei became a person who is as cherished as gold. Let Deschlett sneer with his enthusiasm. He always keeps his lips tight and doesn't spit.

"It's my turn now?" Deschlett looked at the flying Anfei. The demonstrator waved a long sword, and he knew that Anfei would soon collapse.

An Fei slowly raised his head, still did not speak, just hooked his finger to Deschellet, then folded his arms around his chest and put on an indifferent look.

De Schelette smiled and flew to Anfei. This sword does not use any strength. Because he is not prepared to kill An Fei at once, at least he must first cut down the limbs of Anfei. Let him appreciate what it means to be painful.

An Fei did not move until the sword was less than a foot away from his shoulder. His body shape slipped out like a fish. The toes were on the wall behind him, rising from the sky and falling on the other side of the wall. At the office.

"Yes, the body is very flexible." Deschlett smiled.

An Fei extended his finger and hooked Dexlet.

"Looking for death!" Deschlett swept out a sword. He wanted to release the swordsmanship. He first forced Anfei to dodge, then looked at the position and then chased it. This time, he must cut down one leg of Anfei!

Unexpected scenes appeared, his sword silently crossed in the air, nothing happened, not only that, he found that the body's vindictiveness is declining at a very fast speed, there is a dizziness, nausea and nausea Feeling.

"What happened..." Deschlett looked up in horror and yelled at Anfei: "What have you done??" He already understood that it must have been a ghost of Anfei, which made him lose his vindictiveness.

It is a pity that his questioning is to tell An Fei that the plan has already worked. Anfei slowly walked to Deschellet, so he walked to the place about two meters in front of Deschellet. This time he extended. It’s not the fingers, but the fists, shaking in front of Deschellet, and punching the door of Deschlett.

Deschlett barely stretched his arm and held the fist of Anfei, but he couldn’t stand the other one. Anfei’s left fist hit the nose of Deschelet accurately and beat Deschlett’s nosebleed, and then Punching another punch is like a professional boxer playing sandbags. Dexelet, who is the peak of the peak, has really turned into a sandbag. His head, his body collided with the wall, he made a loud noise, and he was unable to resist. His consciousness gradually became blurred. It is.

Anfei bent over and grabbed Deschlett's foot. He struggled to turn up. Deschlett turned his body in the air for a long time. He was heavily smashed on the slate, and the blood splashed around and lost his body. The protection of vindictiveness, his body can not be compared with the hardness of the slate, the back of the brain has been knocked out of a pit in a heavy impact.

De Selette's fingers moved, this is his last strength, and his eyes looked at Anfei with no eyes. He hoped that Anfei could give him an explanation, just as he began to explain why Anfei explained the same. An Fei’s movements were very unskilled, and the toes were picked up, and Deschlet’s long sword was provoked and sent straight to Deschlett’s chest.

The generation of the peak of the strong, Philip's right arm, the secret weapon cultivated by painstaking efforts, lost his life so unclearly.

As the ultimate winner, it is reasonable to say that Anfei should make a declaration of victory, but he is very unpretentious and rushes to the collapsed martyrdom, and madly picks up the gravel.

Fortunately, with the protection of the inner interest, Anfei's fingers are not damaged, and the speed of picking up the gravel is very fast. Until the body is drilled into a gap made up of arches, Anfei suddenly spits. One sentence: "No vindictive, you are a fart!" After that, An Fei quickly breathed a few breaths, closed his breath, and continued to dig forward.

A few meters forward, Anfei suddenly stopped moving, carefully sensing the movement in front, the gravel attached to the body was shaking and trembled, and the amplitude of the tremor was getting more and more intense. Anfei thought about it and retreated. Going back, I have been retreating into the secret room, standing on the side of the ramp, while patping the wall with my hands, waiting patiently.

The tremor is getting more and more fierce, but his air-closing time is also at the limit, but he just dare not open. The concentration of carbon dioxide in this chamber should be amazing, and more than a certain concentration of carbon dioxide can cause paralysis of the respiratory center, or even directly Sudden death, this must not be sloppy, otherwise it would be the same as Dexelet, he only hopes that Susanna can hear his voice, do not make a mistake.

Just as An Fei’s body trembled a little, a bang, the collapsed martyr was forcibly blasted, and then Susanna’s crying came in: “Anfei!!!”