Chapter 256

As Fang Li raised the sharp dagger high, pointing it toward the sky, an unprecedented and terrifying murderous aura began to pervade the surroundings.

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Sensing the lethal murderous aura, Sherlocks heart tightened, and his complexion grew solemn.

Sherlock knew that Fang Li possessed extremely powerful trump cards.

Fang Li had just used one of those trump cards not long ago.

With it, Fang Lis power had surged to an astonis.h.i.+ng level in an instant, leaving Sherlock with no time to react. By the time he did, Fang Li had already launched an attack on Hidan.

Unfortunately, while this trump card was potent, its side effects were equally dreadful.

Even though Fang Li employed it, Sherlock still had ways to deal with it.

However, now, Sherlock realized he was wrong.

Fang Li did indeed hide a remarkably powerful trump card.

But this trump card wasnt the only one.

To be honest, this is the first time Ive used it in actual combat, Fang Li said softly, still keeping his eyes closed.

Though Ive practiced it many times, I still havent fully mastered this move. It can only exhibit half of its effectiveness. However, its the most powerful technique in the Nanaya a.s.sa.s.sination Technique that Ive learned, and it can even be called a Certain Kill Technique.

Is that so? Sherlock nodded, somewhat unsurprisingly. Ive also deduced from your skills that you possess a very formidable a.s.sa.s.sination Technique, but I didnt antic.i.p.ate that you havent displayed its full potential.

Therefore, its my only hope to immediately defeat you, Fang Li said with indifference. Even with only half its effect, if youre able to withstand it, then go ahead and try.

With those words, a murderous aura gradually emanated from Fang Lis entire body. It thickened bit by bit, becoming a tangible pressure that spread all around like a substantial presence.

The piercing murderous aura caused Sherlocks body to tense and his weapon to rise slowly.

A sword reminiscent of those wielded by medieval knights reappeared in Sherlocks hand.

Evidently, Sherlock had retrieved this sword when he had used Hidan for teleportation.

After all, it was a precious item lent to Sherlock by Her Majesty the Queen of the United Kingdom. It wasnt something he could casually lose.

Gripping the sword, Sherlock raised his head and, with a pair of eyes lacking any focal point, gazed in Fang Lis direction.

Kacha!

Simultaneously, behind Sherlock, the entrance of the ICBM, transformed into a manned vehicle, suddenly opened.

According to Sherlocks logical precognition, he should have boarded the ICBM at this point.

Regrettably, Fang Lis appearance had thwarted Sherlocks deduction.

Confronted with the provocative murderous aura, Sherlock admitted that without Hidan, he had no way of turning his back to Fang Li and entering the ICBM.

Therefore, Sherlock could only face Fang Li, extending his senses like tendrils to replace his vision and observe all the movements around him.

So

Only now did Fang Li abruptly speak.

Im on board.

The murderous aura erupted like flames.

Qing!

With a melodious swords cry, a streak of light suddenly burst forth, resembling a spiral aurora, violently shooting forward.

That was Fang Lis Moonlight Dagger.

At that very moment, Fang Lis body tensed up like a spinning top. He performed a swift spin, forcefully hurling the Moonlight Dagger from his hand.

It wasnt a simple throw, but rather a sudden thrust of his entire gathered power. Thus, the dagger, imbued with Fang Lis full-body power, transformed into an extremely fast-rotating bullet, fleeting through s.p.a.ce, and shot violently toward Sherlock.

The speed was astonis.h.i.+ngly quick.

Sherlock, who had released his senses like radar waves, reacted promptly. Almost the instant the spiraling aurora shot forth, he raised the sword in his hand, blocking it before him.

Ch!

Under the sharp sound of wind being sliced, the dagger in the form of a spiraling bullet approached at an electrifying speed, heavily colliding with the sword.

Clank!

The loud collision sound reverberated like the waves produced by striking a bell, spreading in all directions.

At that moment, Sherlock was suddenly alarmed.

Because Sherlock could distinctly feel the incredible force transmitted by the dagger that had landed on his weapon.

It was as if a train had rammed into it.

In this situation, with the dagger carrying all his power, Fang Li was propelled backward, his feet skidding on the ground as his figure rapidly retreated.

Ji Ji Ji Ji Ji Ji!

The dagger, resembling a spiraling bullet, relentlessly collided with Sherlocks sword. Intense sparks ignited with each friction, emanating terrifying power that incessantly surged through Sherlocks body.

Ugh Aaah, Aaah!

Sherlock, who was swiftly retreating, couldnt help but let out a low growl. He tightly gripped the sword, desperately defending against the powerful force attacking him. His weapon remained in his hand even as his knuckles numbed.

No, it should be said that he couldnt let go.

If he did, the daggers relentless momentum would transform into an uncontrollable force, like an unleashed wild stallion, piercing through Sherlocks body like a laser.

Therefore, Sherlock absolutely couldnt release the sword in his hand.

Bang!

A surge of intense wind pressure erupted from Sherlocks body.

At this moment, Sherlock chose to use his superhuman ability to a.s.sist him in defense.

Under the powerful gust, Sherlocks entire body seemed to be enveloped in an invisible wind armor. His figure, which had been forcefully retreating, gradually stabilized. The surging air current blessed his arm strength, allowing Sherlock to withstand the incoming attack.

The dagger, resembling a spiraling bullet, was finally forced to a stop. Its rotational speed waned.

Clang!

At a certain instant, accompanied by the crisp sound, and sparks emanating, the dagger lodged into Sherlocks sword suddenly flew off.

However, almost simultaneously, Sherlocks complexion changed.

I knew that this level wouldnt be enough to deal with you.

With this voice, a figure soundlessly darted into Sherlocks embrace.

Swish!

The dagger, which had somehow returned to its masters hand, sliced through the air, separating the wind pressure surrounding Sherlocks body. It shot out like lightning with a sudden thrust.

Spurt!

Amidst the sound of tearing, a spatter of blood shot into the air, sprinkling the sky.

Accompanied by a voice that was almost a low chant.

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