Nightfall Chapter 56: It’s not easy to talk about how to shake a tree, I am invincible in the world! (Medium)
The ground on Taoshan Qianping was violently shaken, and Loeb, the first martial artist of the Golden Account King Court, finally made a move. His reaction was not slower than that of Guo Shi, Qi Nian and others, but because he was practicing martial arts, he threw himself like a tiger. When Ning Que was in front of him, it took some time after all, so he arrived a little later.
It doesn't matter whether you come or later, because after all, you still have to retreat. Ning Que listened to the screaming sound coming from behind him, turning his wrist, and the dark blade turned back across his shoulder, hitting Loeb's fist.
Previously, Loeb’s fist collided with the iron rod in Tang Xiaotang’s hand countless times. You must know that the seemingly crude iron rod is the sacred object of the Demon Sect. He greeted him with his bare hands, without a breach in his fist. , I can imagine how terrifying his martial arts cultivation is. However, when I met with the iron sword at this time, I only heard a click. Loeb howled like a wounded tiger, his wrist bones were all broken, and his powerful body was shocked. Fly and fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, the attacks of the people in the South China Sea and the priests of the Xiling Temple finally came. On the front terrace of Taoshan, only the sword whistle was stern, and hundreds of sword lights flew at high speed, slashing towards Ning Que's body like a rainstorm.
Everyone in the field knows that Ning Que must be killed in the shortest possible time and he is not allowed to shoot a second arrow. Therefore, it is really a fight for life and death. , The order of shots is separated. From this point of view, the Golden Accountant, the Seven Thoughts of Buddhism, and Zhao Nanhai are the people with the deepest level of cultivation in the field. Loeb is inferior, and the rest are waiting. .
This does not mean that the last round of attacks is weaker than the previous ones, because there are too many people involved. Except for Liu Yiqing and Lanke Temple Sea Viewer, everyone's strength is actually assembled.
If the intensive sword rain, no matter how good your body style is, you can’t avoid it, but Ning Que’s sword technique was practiced on the Minshan Wasteland, extremely proficient, plus I learned from Ye Hongyu. The principle of a foot in front of Jin Jiange, once it was applied, the real rain could not wet his clothes, let alone the raining flying sword.
The shocking thing is that Ning Que did not choose to dodge, nor did he dance out the light of the sword to protect his body. Except for the Dao Sword of an old priest in the South China Sea, he did not see the rest of the flying swords that struck. Have a look.
Hundreds of flying swords pierced Ning Que’s body. From the outside, it looked like he had become a thorn. However, after an instant, those hundreds of flying swords broke every inch and fell like rotten straw. Ning Que's feet!
Most of the Dao Swords that struck him could not even pierce the divine brilliance that permeated him. Even the Dao Swords in Xiling Temple and the Nanhai people who knew their fate could only pierce them. His clothes, touching his skin, lost all its power, and was instantly broken!
After Ning Que practiced Haoran Qi, his body was already as strong as iron. At this time, his body was filled with the majestic Haotian divine power, and then he walked along the path of Haoran Qi, spreading this divine power inside and outside. It's as gold as jade, and it's even close to the immortal realm of the Demon Sect. Where can ordinary flying swords hurt?
The broken sword rustle fell down and piled on the ground to a height of half a foot. It looked like the red and yellow leaves of Taoshan Qianping, piled up small hills on the slightly cold ground, and Ning Que stood in between.
Looking at the scene in front of the altar, everyone felt chilly, especially those strong men whose natal swords were shattered by him, desperate to the extreme.
Today, the Xiling Temple held a light festival. There are at least 20 practitioners on the front of Taoshan, and there are no shortage of peerless experts such as Xiling Master, Buddhist Seven Nian, and Jinzhang Guoshi. It can be said that more than half of the world Ning Que's top combat power was all on the court, but Ning Que broke this kind of battle!
Under the siege of the powerful, he had no time to use the Yuan Thirteen Arrows again, and there was no such horrible rune in the rumors. He defeated the world's powerful with only an iron knife!
Ning Que was once considered by the spiritual world to be the weakest walk in the world, but nowadays, who dares to say that he is weak? Who is qualified to say he is weak? Who can be stronger than him?
Why? Because he bears the apocalypse? Why can he accept Haotian's divine power? Even if he really cultivated above the five realms, but he is not a Haotian believer, why is he not supported to death by the majestic Haotian divine power?
Everyone was shocked and speechless, countless question marks echoed in their hearts.
At this moment, Ning Que inserted the iron knife deeply into the ground, and then held the iron bow.
Several shouts and exclamations sounded on the front ground of Taoshan.
Ning Que is so mighty with an iron knife. If he were to use Yuan Thirteen Arrows, how terrifying would it be?
It is impossible for people to allow such a scene to happen. Regardless of whether they were injured or not, everyone once again launched a fierce and deadly attack on Ning Que, and the heavens and the earth were in chaos in the front of Taoshan!
As before, the strongest in the deepest realm are the first to respond.
The great priest of the Golden Tent State Master Baoding looked solemn, and the color of the wooden cauldron in his hand suddenly became darker. I don't know when, it was covered with a shallow layer of snow and frost.
The majestic thought power of the national teacher, which is as deep as the sea, is amplified by the blessing of the wooden cauldron, and turned into an extremely cold thought power, mixed with countless grassland sacrifices and resentment, attacking Ning Que from the air!
He firmly believed that even if Ning Que had the blessing of Haotian divine power, he would definitely be in trouble before his own costly resentment attack, but what he didn't expect was that this power of mind had just been released He disappeared, and if the mud cow entered the sea, he could no longer find where he went!
This thought power attack was cut off by an invisible force!
What kind of power can cut off the power of thought!
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Almost at the same time, Qi Nian also used his most powerful Buddhist technique.
Qinian is an eminent monk of the Xuankong Temple. He walked around the world with the same famous Buddhist sect as Ye Su and Tang. Since the omens of the wasteland fell twenty years ago, he chewed his tongue into his abdomen and practiced closed mantra with compassion and perseverance.
This repair took more than ten years. No one has ever heard him speak again. Even on the bank of Chang'an Xuehu, facing the 23-year-old Cicada, the master of the Demon Sect hidden in the forest, he did not speak.
It wasn't until the autumn rain at Lanke Temple a few years ago that Ning Que and Sangsang were about to enter the Buddha's chessboard, and the second master of the academy, Jun Mo, broke into the temple, and he finally broke the closed mantra and said a word of illness!
It was this word that caused the ancient bell of Lanke Temple to rupture. Jun Mo was forced to leave his back to Ye Su, and the iron sword was thrown away from his hand. It is conceivable that the closed mantra of this Buddhist monk is strong enough. What degree.
Now that several years have passed, the closed mantra of Qi Nian has become stronger and stronger. He opened his lips slightly, and in the light of the autumn breeze, a clean white lotus flower grew between his lips and teeth!
This person actually cultivated Buddha's thoughts into entities!
This is even more incredible than the image of Fudo Ming Wang he cultivated!
The clean white lotus floated away from his lips, heading towards Ning Que.
No one knows what kind of power this white lotus will bring to Ning Que.
Ning Que didn't know, and he didn't want to know.
The people on the Ping Ping of Taoshan want to know, but they cannot know.
Because this white lotus with infinite Buddha thoughts did not float in front of Ning Que, but not far from Qi Nian's lips and teeth, it cracked into countless remaining petals in the air in front of his face!
What kind of power can cut the Buddha's lotus into pieces so quietly!
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Zhao Nanhai's Haotian Shenhui attacked Ning Que.
The holy beam of light condensed by Shenhui was cut less than three feet away from his index finger.
In Loeb's violent shout, like an injured tiger, he pounced on Ning Que again.
He only took three steps forward, and there were more than ten deep wounds on his body.
Mind was cut!
The white lotus is cut off!
Haotian Shenhui was beheaded!
The most powerful body is also easily cut!
There seemed to be countless powers hidden in the air around the altar.
Those powers are so sharp that they can kill everything in the world.
What kind of power can be so terrifying?
The broken Shenhui sprayed miserably around, and the Buddha's thoughts released by the broken white lotus distorted the light. The blood on Loeb spouted like a waterfall. In the light and blood, there were lines looming.
Those power comes from these lines.
These lines seem to be messy, but in fact every two lines are a group, which is exactly the word "Yi!"
In the air in front of the altar, dozens of Yi characters slowly appeared.
This is Ning Que's most powerful rune!
This is the magic rune that separates the flesh and blood of Guanzhu in the city of Chang'an!
No one saw how he applied the charms. That's because no one knew. When he cut down with an iron sword, he was not only writing charms to retreat from the enemy, but also writing charms.
Each knife mark is a line, and two knives are a symbol.
Yi characters!
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Before the altar, there are characters of Yi floating.
No one dared to attack Ning Que, no matter how proud and powerful practitioners were, they would not dare to be presumptuous in the face of these simple words.
People were shocked and speechless, not only because of Ning Que's magical method of using swords and talisman, but also because he actually wrote so many magic talisman in such a short time!
Trunk masters need talent, not everyone can do it, but characters like Qi Nian naturally understand some of the basic principles of Talismans. If you use writing to describe writing Talisman, then Talisman’s power of mind is rune writing The ink used, and the mental power required to write a rune is even more unimaginable.
No matter how powerful a rune master is in the spiritual world, even if it is a rune master of the realm of Master Yan Se, it is impossible to write so many runes in such a short period of time!
Ning Que did it. He didn't even need to meditate to recover his thoughts. How did he do it?
Yi characters floated in front of Peach Mountain, countless leaves fell and then shattered, countless screams sounded, countless people broke their legs and turned their heads, Qi Nian and others looked solemn and did not dare to step forward.
The iron arrow has been wound, and the iron bow is bent straight.
Ning Que looked at the scene in front of him, feeling that he had returned to the wind and snow in Chang'an City last winter. The supernatural power received by Tian Qi was like the infinite power given to him by Chang'an City.
With this kind of power, he can do things that many people can't think of. He can write a lot of magic runes, and he is full of confidence in the face of the observer. This feeling is very good.
This feeling is called invincible.
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