Nightfall Chapter 39: Qiu Yu kills people, Qiu Feng laughs people
Volume 3 Eventful Autumn, Chapter 39, Qiuyu kills, Qiufeng laughs
At this moment, these fallen knights showed the true level of the masters of the cave profound realm, especially the absolute importance of coldness and calmness in the battle. (-<>-Net.)
These fallen knights don’t know the danger hidden in the black carriage in the autumn rain, but at the moment the warning sounded in Longqing, except for the knight in front, everyone else looked like Zimo. They made the quickest and most correct response-they abandoned the steeds under them, ignored anything, crawled on the wet mud, awkwardly grabbed the ground with their hands, kicked their legs, and desperately Going away from the direction of the black carriage, as long as they can stretch a distance, they seem to be able to do anything.
Even so, these fallen knights still did not completely avoid the damage. Several horses rushing too fast rushed into the autumn rain, and were cut into pieces of meat by the invisible force in the rain. Some knights’ soles were invisible The line was chopped up, and some people had their entire calf cut off, and the cross section was smooth. It looked like a red circle with white eyes in it, but it seemed more and more disgusting.
The horrible howling sounded constantly in the autumn rain. The lines in the sky that were invisible to the naked eye seemed to be spiritual, chasing and cutting everything.
Zimo retreated in the rain, grabbed two of his slightly injured companions, and threw them backwards. After such a delay, there were a few more lines on his armor that seemed to be rusted out. The nicks seemed to disintegrate soon.
He snorted, and the flying sword was unsheathed, containing pure heaven and earth vitality, whizzing swiftly in front of him, light and shadow circulating, I don’t know how many collisions happened with those invisible cutting forces in the rain , The flying sword, which was originally bright as a bright piece, dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The natal flying sword is dimly damaged, which is a very serious matter for practitioners. However, at this time, where Zimo has taken care of so much, he swept back at high speed for a short time obtained by the natal sword, and he did not know After retreating how far, he finally managed to leave the surroundings of the black carriage, and after leaving the treacherous autumn rain, he hurriedly summoned his flying sword back.
A degenerate leader of the Dongxuan Upper Realm, at the very end of the black knight, he was not affected by the invisible cutting power in the autumn rain. He just looked at the horses that rushed into the autumn rain and broke into pieces, and looked at the companions. Blood lines and deep wounds appeared strangely, and listening to the pain and snoring of his companions, his face became extremely ugly, and he was extremely angry and unwilling. (-<>-Net.)
Only heard him scream, the flying sword in the sheath buzzed out, turning into a blue light with black edges, it pierced through layers of autumn rain suddenly, and pierced towards the black carriage in the depths of autumn rain!
However, as soon as it enters the autumn rain, to be precise, once it enters the layers of autumn rain around the black carriage, Feijian can no longer maintain this power, and instantly becomes dimmed, and a layer of rust appears on the surface, as if for a moment Withstand the effect of being washed by rain for decades.
Immediately afterwards, there were many tiny nicks on the surface of Feijian's rust marks, cracking.
With a snap, the flying sword fell into the rain three feet away from the black carriage, and could not move any more, like a dead bug, soaked in rain to rot.
The flying sword of his life was destroyed, and the fallen commander's face suddenly paled, with a wow blood spurt.
The cold rain dripped from the purple ink hair and dripped through his eyes.
He looked at Qiu Yu in front of him, even when he was expelled from the temple and was abolished by Ye Hongyu for his cultivation, his determined eyes finally showed a look of fear.
An autumn rain and a cold.
It's just an autumn rain, with layers of rain curtains, heavy raindrops, just falling so quietly, washing the frosty weeds, washing the carriage and the blood from the ground, there is nothing in the rain, but there seems to be inside The countless thinnest and sharpest steel wires were silently waiting to cut anything that dared to enter the autumn rain, whether it was a horse, a human or a sword.
It was not the autumn rain itself that caused all this, but the quiet black carriage in the rain. Looking at the black carriage, watching Ning Que on the carriage, Zi Mo's face became paler, feeling the black carriage. Neither the people in the car belong to this real world, but from the ghostly world.
Seeing that the strongest and most loyal subordinate was hit hard by an autumn rain, Long Qing's eyes suddenly became cold, and he didn't want to guess whether Ning Que could shoot the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, and his mind suddenly burst out and mobilized. The vitality of the heavens and the earth around the temple, transformed into its own breath, directly attacked the black carriage.
With a sense of dying, it is full of an aura of destruction energy, as if it has its own color, that is black, but this seemingly powerful aura just disappeared in the autumn rain around the black carriage. -<>-Net.
At least he disappeared in Long Qing's spiritual world, and lost contact with that breath, causing his sea of consciousness to be violently shaken, his face paled and his figure swayed slightly.
The invisible cutting power in the autumn rain can cut apart the purest breath!
Long Qing suddenly thought of a certain kind of rune in the legend, the kind of rune that was so practiced that it could even cut space apart, his complexion changed slightly.
"Hash character!"
Long Qing looked at Ning Que, his cold eyes were full of shock, and faintly filled with heart-stirring hunger, like a beggar who had been hungry for more than ten days, suddenly saw a white face in the ruined temple Mantou, how can he care if there is blood or dust on the bun, he just wants to eat this bun into his stomach.
"You actually learned Master Yan Se's well character. It seems that in the past two years, your progress has not been small."
The well character is Ning Que’s most powerful talisman. When it is applied in his hand, its power is even close to that of a magic talisman. However, using the well character is also an extremely heavy burden on his realm. At this time, his face It seemed to be a little paler than Long Qing, and he smiled reluctantly: "I don't know where you are hiding in the past two years, and you have been locked in a black prison. Maybe it's an adventure, but in short, you have been away from this world for too long. , So a little outdated, I don’t know my current legend, I can forgive your ignorance."
Long Qing said calmly: "However, the battle has just begun, and you have brought out your most powerful hole cards. I am curious about what made you make such an unwise choice. I put too much pressure on you. ?"
"I thought that our college disciples were already the most narcissistic people in the world, but I didn’t expect to see you again today, but you are really idiot asking this question. You should use your full strength to fight the rabbit. It's fighting. Of course, you have to use the most powerful means from the beginning. This is a truth that those girls who only know how to write in a daze understand."
The girl in Ning Que's sentence naturally refers to the bookworm Mo Shanshan. He had taught her the fighting attitude of tigers and rabbits during the journey in the wasteland.
Being mocked by Ning Que as an idiot, Long Qing didn't get angry, watching him calmly and asked: "What should I do next?"
Ning Que said: "If you don't want to fight anymore, you just go first, I have no opinion."
Long Qing smiled and said: "You must die today."
Ning Que looked at Qiu Yu and said, "You can try to come and kill me."
Long Qing also looked at the autumn rain, feeling the fierce talisman looming in the rain. His smile was a little indifferent and a little ridiculous. The well character is indeed powerful and terrifying. Even he can't crack it. However, the biggest feature or weakness of Fudao , Is unable to maintain the power forever, with the passage of time, with the wind, snow, rain, dew, frost, and snow in nature, it will gradually fade, until it finally dies.
Long Qing held his right hand behind him, pointed his left hand at Qihan Qiuyu, smiled and said, "When the rain stops and the sky reappears, it will be your death date."
Ning Que was silent.
This makes Long Qing feel a little dissatisfied, he repeats seriously: "You can't escape today."
Ning Que said: "Since I knew that the person who came was you, I never thought about running away."
Long Qing was startled slightly, and asked: "Why... do you think there will be a fateful battle between us?"
Ning Quewei mocked and said, "I really don’t know what you grew up in Yan Kingdom’s imperial palace. Where did so many fate come from? The reason why I didn’t escape was of course because I didn’t need to escape. Don’t forget. You are my defeated man, you have never beaten me."
"That's it."
Long Qing sighed with mixed emotions, his smile looked a bit painful, a bit sentimental, and said: "Can you still be my opponent now?"
"I said that I don't know what happened to you in the past two years, what adventures I have encountered, but I can't be afraid of you, as long as it is you, I believe that I will definitely not fail, let alone die."
Ning Que looked at Prince Longqing and said, "Because this is my story. In my story, a character like you can only be used to accompany me."
In the carriage.
Sangsang was installing something on the iron arrow left in the box. Hearing Ning Que's words, his fingers stiffened slightly, and he asked: "You really think so?"
The rain covered Ning Que's slight voice.
"I'm not the little uncle, nor the second brother. Of course, it is impossible to think so, and I think that the person in the world who resembles the protagonist of the story does not seem to end well."
"Then why do you say that?"
"Because I don't like him, even if I can't beat him, I will make him sick."
Ning Que glanced at Sangsang with the light, and said, "You know why I don't like him."
Sangsang was a little embarrassed and explained: "I don't like him now, and at that time I just watched him look good, I want to see more."
Ning Que said coldly: "At least I have liked it, even if I like the face, I also like it."
The autumn rain is bitterly cold, the meaning is sharp, the blood is gradually fading, and the howl of pain is gradually lowered. The atmosphere in front of the Red Lotus Temple is still tense, even about to suffocate, but at this time, Ning Que and Sangsang are still in the mood, hiding in black Whispering in the carriage, talking about the old accounts of the year.
Long Qing was silent.
At this time, the well character descended in the autumn rain beside the black carriage. He and the fallen knights could not get close, but Ning Que could not take the opportunity to escape.
The most powerful talisman will eventually disappear.
Long Qing understood that Ning Que was trying to delay the time and recover as soon as possible, so after a little thought, he sat down on the stone steps of the **, closed his eyes, began to meditate, and began to heal the injuries in the body.
This is a moment of peace in battle.
This is the autumn rain's break.
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(Eating lunch to continue. Since last night, I slept for more than two hours in the middle. This is the sixth chapter. Let’s see how much you can write in total. It’s a masochistic pleasure. I am s and m. Please continue. Thank you for supporting the monthly pass.)
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