Nightfall Chapter 285: The blood flag won’t fall
Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 285, The Blood Flag Does Not Fall Down
The winter lake under the snow at night should have been quiet and dark, but tonight there was a violent wind on the lake, with terrifying explosions and fires from time to time. Sanctuary
In the frozen lotus field blossoming iron lotus flowers, the thick snow on the lake surface was thrown up by invisible forces, and sprinkled into the dark night sky, the thick ice layer collapsed and burst, like the cold lake water like ink. It slapped the black hole, and it started the snow-like waves, and then dissipated in the real snow.
In the shrouded remnant lotus, Xiahou was once again shaken by the air wave, accompanied by the screaming iron shuttle, his mountain-like body broke through the wind, as if to be thrown above the night clouds.
On the cliff on the south bank of Yanming Lake, Sangsang held the **** umbrella tightly in one hand, and firmly grasped Ning Que's clothes in the other. He lowered his head and closed his eyes. He did not even look at the chaotic picture on the lake in front of the cliff, but seemed to be able to Clearly captured the location of everything, and whispered again two numbers.
Listening to the two numbers, Ning Que did not hesitate to bend his bow and shoot at the Yaoyao Yeyun obliquely above. It was pitch black. He could not see what was there, but he knew Xiahou was there.
Blizzard fell in the sky and it was pitch black. You could not see the arrow path. You could only hear the sharp roar of Yuan Shisan Arrow. When people heard the arrow roar, it was already the next moment.
The night clouds above Yanming Lake fluctuated suddenly, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth was chaotic, as if a thunder was exploded in the black cloud, and the dim Yunsi Chichi fled around.
Yeyun burst suddenly, splashing blood.
Xiahou fell from a high altitude, unable to maintain his balance this time, and smashed heavily on the ice surface, causing several deep cracks to appear on the ice surface.
A cold and dark iron arrow penetrated deeply through his left arm.
Because of anger and pain, Xiahou's eyes seemed to burn, like a wounded beast king. As soon as he grasped the tail of the iron arrow, he pulled the arrow out of his upper arm and continued to run towards the south bank.
He only had time to take three steps forward.
Another powerful explosion occurred at the bottom of the lotus field and in the mud.
The ice layer on the soles of his feet cracked suddenly, almost swallowing his body into the dark and cold lake, followed by the flames of the air and the sharp iron pieces that were extremely insidious and terrifying.
When the waves in the lake spread to the feet of the army boots through the ice layer, Xiahou responded in the most timely manner with the ability of a peak martial artist.
He stomped heavily on his army boots, escaped from the frozen lake, into the air, and then raised his fists in front of him like lightning.
Xiahou snorted and flew upside down for dozens of meters, until he exited the lotus field.
On his arm and body that cannot be covered by the arm, dozens of small iron pieces appeared, and blood leaked from the wound, looking like the red grass in the fall of the wasteland.
Continuously resisting the explosion in the lotus field, especially after consecutively stabbing Ning Que's number of Yuan Thirteen Arrows, even Xiahou was the pinnacle of martial arts, and his energy and blood was very depleted.
The vitality of heaven and earth condensed on the surface of the body has collapsed, and he can no longer protect his body. Under the action of the demon sect's true energy, his skin is as strong as a stone, and now there are countless wounds on it, although there are no fatal ones. Injured, but with a **** appearance, he looked extremely embarrassed. ""
At this moment, another Yuan thirteen arrows pierced through the burning dry lotus and wind and snow, and quietly came to Xiahou's body, without giving him any breathing opportunity.
Xiahou pressed his palms together, forcibly clamped the terrifying iron arrow in front of him, his body retreated another ten feet on the ice, the ice and snow splashed under him, his face was pale, and the blood dripping from the corners of his lips grew. more.
Ning Que stood under the cliff on the south bank of Yanming Lake, watching silently all the movements on the lake below the cliff. When Xiahou was blown back and retreated again, he took advantage of the flash of the explosion, The position was determined first, and after hearing the position reported by Sangsang, his fingers stroked the bowstring.
Archery is the most powerful method of the woodcutter in Subbi Lake. It’s just that in the past, ordinary bows and arrows did not have much meaning for martial arts practitioners. Once the weapon of Yuan Thirteen Arrows appeared in the world, then In this sense, Ning Que became a nightmare for all practitioners.
Ning Que’s archery is not fast, but he has a wonderful sense of rhythm. With that sense of rhythm, from Sangsang’s position to the iron arrow leaving the bowstring, the process is so fluent, unexpectedly It seems that there is no waiting process, and there is a certain truth in it.
Faced with this powerful archery, the more important thing is that there is Sangsang beside him. No matter how powerful Xiahou is, he can't avoid those silent but powerful iron arrows.
He can only resist, he can only hold on, and he can only continue to bleed. It depends on whether his blood will flow when Ning Que's thirteen iron arrows are shot, and whether he can rush to Ning Que. Before you.
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The speed of Yuan Thirteen Arrows is too amazing, far better than the speed of sound propagation, so only after it hits the target, the sound of the arrows will propagate diagonally to both sides.
By the wooden bridge on the west bank of Yanming Lake, the reeds shook suddenly, and the cyan robe on Ye Hongyu vibrated, and then she heard the arrow roar.
"Thirteen Yuan Arrows?"
Ye Hongyu's expression is slightly cold.
She has seen the Thirteen Arrows of the Yuan Dynasty on the snow cliffs of the wasteland and on the banks of Daming Lake. She knows the power of the talisman arrow that has concentrated the wisdom of the second floor of the academy.
However, tonight was a turbulent wind and snow, the reeds swayed wildly, and her Tsing Yi Dao robe screamed in the aftermath of the roar of arrows. She only realized that Ning Que's Yuan Thirteen Arrows had become even more terrifying in one year.
Immediately afterwards, the explosion in the lotus fields of Yanming Lake reached the snow bridge.
She frowned and said, "What is this again?"
An explosion after another, a flash of fire after another, a shrill iron whistling, and the terrifying arrow in the night snow made her face paler.
She looked at the eastern lake and suddenly said something very puzzling: "I'm dead."
Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang have been standing at the end of the wooden bridge. The latest chapter of the church
They watched the battle on the lake, worried about Ning Que and Sangsang, and were silent.
Ye Hongyu didn't know what the explosion was, but Chen Pipi was the one who had seen the small iron pot experiment, but he did not explain.
As Ye Hongyu uttered those three words, he looked at the arrows and thunderous fire in the distance, and said with a complex expression: "I am dead too."
They are still standing on the wooden bridge intact, and naturally they are not dead.
But when they heard the explosion and the roar of arrows from Yanming Lake, they all said the same thing.
I'm dead.
Ye Hongyu is a Taoist idiot in the Xiling Temple, and Chen Pipi is the youngest master practitioner in the world. Both of them are the most talented and powerful young people in the Haotian Taoist School.
The reason why they said I was dead is because they watched the battle silently, confirming that if they were in Xiahou’s position, facing Ning Que’s fifteen years of painstaking preparations for the battle from summer to winter, they could only Support to this moment will die.
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The Wall of the Snowstorm.
Ye Su said: "I never thought that a practitioner of the Cave Profound Realm could make such a big disturbance. It seems that I still underestimated Ning Que. It was just the explosion in the lotus field. ?"
The big brother did not speak.
As a master of the academy, he naturally knows what those explosions are about, but like Chen Pipi, he will not tell others the little master’s ability to press the box.
Ye Su looked towards Yanming Lake and was silent for a long time. He slowly shook his head and said, "If Ning Que's method is used to deal with other practitioners, it is really a weapon to kill, but I want to use talisman and arrow to return it. It’s still not enough to kill Xiahou with these strange explosions."
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The snow on Yanming Lake is gradually resting, and the snowstorm in the palace continues.
The hall under Yexue was brightly lit, silent, and naturally there were no chills.
Everyone knows what's going on in Chang'an City, so everyone inside and outside the hall looks a little strange. The guards hold the cold hilt of the sword and stand guard outside the hall vigilantly. The eunuchs and palace ladies walk slowly with their heads down. Make sure that no sound will occur when the sole of the foot falls.
The Emperor of Tang Dynasty did not wear normal clothes tonight, but was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, leaning against the collapse, holding a scroll in his hand and reading, but he didn't know if he could look inside.
The Empress Empress sits in the chair next to the couch, her gentle and luxurious face in the past, but today there is no expression on her face, she can faintly see worry and anger in the depths of her eyes.
Da Tang State Master Li Qingshan and his imperial brother Master Huang Yang sat peacefully in front of the imperial couch. Today, the strong people gather in Chang'an. Therefore, these two imperial court's most powerful and trustworthy experts must be in the palace. .
His Majesty the Emperor slowly put down the scroll in his hand, looked at the snow falling in the night outside the hall, looked towards the direction of Yanming Lake in the south, and frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Although Xiahou is the Queen’s unknown elder brother, from the emotional perspective, His Majesty hopes that Ning Que can win, because His Majesty has always regarded himself as a master student, so in his opinion, Ning Que is his younger brother .
"What a majestic breath." Li Qingshan felt the fluctuations in the vitality of the world coming from Yanming Lake, and said: "Ning Que's talisman arrow is really terrible."
The Empress Empress suddenly raised her head and looked at the emperor's trembling voice and said: "The wisdom of Jishuyuan's back mountain, the power of Tang Dynasty, has created such a talisman arrow. Is this fair?"
His Majesty the Emperor was silent, he didn't want to make his wife more sad.
Master Huang Yang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said calmly: "It's fair, but Ning Que has been preparing for a bit longer. He has been preparing for fifteen years."
After saying these words, he and Li Qingshan left their seats and walked towards the night snow outside the hall, leaving this quiet and complex atmosphere to the majesty and the queen.
There is a pavilion behind the main hall, and there is an ancient bell hanging in the pavilion.
There is thick snow on the eaves of the pavilion, and shallow snow on the ancient bell.
Li Qingshan and Huangyang walked into the pavilions and stood beside the ancient bell.
Li Qingshan looked at the south, frowned deeply and said, "It's still not enough."
The monk Huang Yang said: "Unexpectedly, you also hope that Ning Que will win."
Li Qingshan said: "People's emotional tendencies are out of control. Although Xiahou is my Taoist elder, Ning Que is the only descendant of the brother."
Then he said slightly sad: "He prepared for fifteen years, but it still didn't work."
The boxer monk stretched out his palm and gently wiped the snow from the ancient clock, and said: "When Ning Que entered the Fudao, I had come to Wanyan Pagoda and asked me. I also hope that he can win, but he has a heart. Nian, things are not what you want, if the preparation time is long, whoever can win, then what is the point of practice?"
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The blizzard stopped abruptly, the air waves produced by the explosion gradually calmed down, and the night wind became a lot gentler. The Yanming Lake was quiet in the middle of the night, and the night clouds on the lake gradually revealed a gap. Several stars probed through the gap. Come out, look at the ground curiously, wanting to see what happened before.
Most of the night sky is still covered by thick black clouds. Those stars are fading, but they spill some light. If you can slightly see things, you can see a wolf on the ice of the snow lake. , The withered lotus has long been shattered into pink flocks, and dozens of faint black holes appeared in the lotus field, which made people shudder.
A burly man knelt on one knee on the ice, kneeling in front of those black holes, his clothes in tatters, he didn't know whether he was waging dozens or hundreds of pieces of iron, and the blood kept dripping from him. Eventually, it flowed onto the snow on the lake, staining the snow around his knees red.
The red color on Yexuedong Lake is actually more like black.
The place where the burly man kneels is only a hundred feet away from the south bank of Yanming Lake.
Ning Que stood on the cliff by the lake, staring at the lake.
In order to fight and shoot arrows, his black uniform, his sleeves and trousers were fastened with cloth ropes by Sangsang. At this time, his body, especially his right arm, was trembling violently, so the black uniform screamed in the lake breeze. Whirring.
Using the Yuan Thirteen Arrows requires a lot of physical and mental energy. At the beginning, Ning Que could only shoot a few arrows, but now he is able to shoot all the thirteen iron arrows in the arrow box. It was a huge burden, coupled with the hundreds of charms in the lakeside house and the small iron pot in the mud at the bottom of the lake, he used all his methods, and at this time his power of thinking in the sea was almost exhausted.
His eyes are unusually bright, his face is unusually pale and haggard, his right arm is extremely weak, his right shoulder seems to be torn apart in pain, and he may fall weakly at any time.
But he did not fall.
He waited for Xiahou on the lake to fall first.
Xiahou knelt on one knee on the snowy lake. In the end, he couldn't stop Ning Que's last Yuan Thirteen Arrows, the cold and dark iron arrow, which passed directly through his calf bone.
If an ordinary practitioner was shot by this iron arrow, his leg must have been broken.
Xiahou is not an ordinary cultivator. His leg was not broken, and the iron arrow could not even pass through his leg, but this caused him more injuries and more pain.
Xiahou stretched out his right hand to hold the iron arrow on his calf, trying to pull the arrow out, but his hand trembled a little bit, but he didn't succeed.
He was expressionless and added a left hand.
The two iron hands slammed hard, and the hard iron arrow was broken by him!
This action is bound to cause great pain.
Xiahou Tie's eyebrows were sharply raised, like a rouge-smeared **** lips opened, and there was a very sad whistle.
The stern and terrifying howl echoed above the quiet snow lake, and the shaking ice and snow flew randomly, and even the cold willows on the shore were flying.
Xiahou straightened his knees and stood up.
At this time, he was covered in blood and looked embarrassed and miserable, but once stood on the snow lake, he was full of domineering, like an indestructible mountain.
It's more like the blood flag outside the courtyard gate of Yanming Lake.
The blood flag whizzed and danced in the cold wind, but it never seemed to fall.
Xiahou looked towards the cliff on the other side of Nanya.
There was no expression on his pale face, and there was obviously pain in his trembling voice, but what he said still contained an indomitable and powerful meaning.
"Ning Que, is that nothing more?"
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