"But it seems like I've played a little too much." The Border Night crossed the lightsaber in her hand on her chest, forcing them to rub against each other and make a hissing sound.

"Maybe we should change the way." Border Night said, and quickly jumped out of the autumn frost moon after two steps.

Qiu Shuangyue could only watch the edge of Changye leaving in front of him, and she couldn't do anything at all.

Because the initiative in the battle situation is in the hands of the long night on the edge, Qiu Shuangyue is completely unable to make any active actions under this situation.

"I have never tried this method before, but today it seems that I will have to take surgery on you now." Bai Feng Changye once again took out the Owl Eagle rifle in his hand, and retreated quickly and aimed it at Qiu Shuangyue.

"Is it a long-range flight prop..."

Qiu Frost Yue thought in her heart.

If it were just flying props, he wasn't particularly scared.

After all, his gun shield is a skill that can completely deviate from all flying props. As long as he dances the gun shield in his hand the moment the bullet is released from the edge of the long night, he can completely resist this attack.

But despite this, he did not intend to give his life entirely to the gun shield.

After all, the opponent is the long night on the edge. If he can defend himself with just one gun shield, he will not be the long night on the edge.

"How to avoid it?" Qiu Shuangyue observed the movements of the edge of Changye, trying to guess what his attack was before he attacked.

But this is obviously unrealistic.

The black mist climbed up the rifle in his hand along the edge of Changye's body, and then the misty mist slowly penetrated into the body of the rifle in his hand.

"Oh, it's bad now." Even Qiu Shuangyue understood. The bullets fired by Qiu Shuangyue next must be composed of black fog, just like the black lightsaber before.

"Come on, I want to see how you want to block this attack!" The Edge Night aimed the Owl Eagle rifle in his hand at Qiu Shuangyue. Then, with the sound of the gunshot, a rotating black projectile carried the black mist from the muzzle and slashed through the air and flew straight towards Qiu Shuangyue.

Qiu Shuangyue immediately replaced it with an epic-grade spear that was exploded by the monster, and used it as a gun shield to spin rapidly in front of her.

If you are worried that the Lotus gun will be damaged or afraid that ordinary spears will not be able to stop it, then this spear will be his only choice at this moment.

The spear was full of silver-blue light, which shone through the sunlight.

But no matter how dazzling the light is, it cannot stop the black bullet flying.

Because what constitutes the bullet is not magic, but pure black fog.

Some people may have forgotten it, but they still remember the existence of solid black fog at the long night on the edge.

After all, it was something that once took away one of his fingers and a life. Although that life was taken away by Elise, it was still because of this black fog in general.

Now, he used his own strength to successfully condense the black mist he controlled into the shape of a bullet.

In fact, let alone Elise, even Xie Lan was amazed by his actions.

They only think that this kind of thing is a by-product left by the dark tide, but they never thought that this kind of thing could be made directly through the controller.

The black solid black mist continued to rotate in the air in a projectile shape, and it was getting closer and closer to its target.

To be honest, if Qiu Shuangyue chose this bullet to avoid rather than defend, perhaps he could live a little longer with his own strength.

"Bang!"

Although the hardness of the solid black fog is not high enough, it is only equivalent to the plasticine pinched in the hands of a child, its winning method does not lie in the hardness.

When the bullets of black fog hit the gun shield in Qiu Shuangyue's hand, it was not deflected as Qiu Shuangyue wanted.

This black bullet was attached to the spear in Qiu Shuangyue's hand.

That is, it sticks up.

"This is?!" Qiu Shuangyue screamed as she looked at the substance that not only stuck to her spear, but also constantly corroding her spear.

Although he understood that this thing was black fog, he did not expect that this thing would launch an offensive against him in this way.

‘Shit and shit and shit and shit--’

Just like the nature of black fog, when the bullet attached to his spear, the time that belonged to black fog only began immediately.

The epic spear in Qiu Shuangyue's hand was quickly corroded away the skin on its surface within a second when it was climbed by the black fog, and it even had a vague tendency to "bite" it off.

So Qiu Shuangyue, who was holding the gun in her right hand, immediately threw the gun in her hand towards the edge of Changye by throwing a gun.

Because he understood that the gun was already a ball of scrap metal when it was attached.

If he doesn't throw this gun out quickly, then he will be the one who will be corrupted into a useless person next.

The silver-blue spear was thrown to the location of the long night by the autumn frost moon.

The edge of Changye only gave a wink and corroded the spear that was throwing at him into a ball of nothingness.

The closer the object is to him, the more it will be intercepted by the black fog that is responsible for self-defense at close range.

The foggy black fog used as an interceptor and the solid black fog that is constantly corroding together, and the spear is immediately wiped out.

Although the word "destroy" may not be appropriate, this spear does not exist in this world.

"You are quite smart and know that you need to change the gun." Feng Changye looked at Qiu Shuangyue who was standing in front of him and nodded, "If you were holding that colorful lotus gun, then I think you must be too late to cry now."

Qiu Frost Moon did not reply to the long night on the edge, because he understood that the person in front of him was saying nothing.

If I had just used the Jicai Lotus Gun, then this gun probably no longer exists now.

Qiu Shuangyue shook her head, and now he had no way to compete with the only flying props.

But he still didn't plan to give up.

If the long night on the edge is converted into a ranged attack method, then he will go forward and put pressure on him and be aggressive.

He must take the initiative, and the situation is too passive.

However, before he could lift another gun, the next bullet was released again.
Chapter completed!