Chapter Thirty-Six Iron Arrows and Black Flowers Meet at Last
Who would be detrimental to him? Who dares to be detrimental to him? Thinking of the conversation with Xian Zhilang at Molingdu, Ning Que's brows became even tighter, especially after Sang Sang confirmed the cultivation level of this black knight.
In unknowable places such as the mountain behind the academy, Zhishou Temple, and Xuankong Temple, the Dongxuan Realm is naturally very common. The practitioners Ning Que comes into contact with are mostly in the Fate-Knowing Realm. But in fact, for ordinary practitioners,
It is very difficult to advance to the Dongxuan Realm. In ordinary sects, masters of the Dongxuan Realm, even if they are not the leader, must be very important figures, and it is impossible to have too many of them.
Now, the more than ten black riders riding on the mountain road were all practitioners of the Dongxuan realm, and even some were masters at the peak of the Dongxuan realm. This made Ning Que extremely surprised. He couldn't think of anything in this area.
Apart from Lanke Temple, who else in the region can have such a large number of masters.
Of course, those black knights could not be monks from Lanke Temple, because they were wearing black robes, and because Ning Que detected a familiar chilling aura from them, he confirmed that these black knights were soldiers, or at least had been in the military camp.
He lived there, could he be from the Southern Jin Dynasty military?
Ning Que's eyes fell through the car window on the black knights approaching at high speed. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I'm not from the Southern Jin Dynasty. I smell a very disgusting smell."
Sangsang asked: "What does it smell like?"
Ning Que said: "The unique smell of ** in the Xiling Temple. Even if these people have a lot of Nirvana in their breath now, there is still no way to completely cover up this smell."
After confirming the possible origin of the enemy, he no longer hesitated. He took the iron bow and talisman arrows from Sangsang, pushed open the skylight on the top of the carriage, and stood up.
The autumn rain continued. Ning Que pushed open the skylight and stood up. The slightly cold rain and the cold autumn wind hit his face, but it could not change the expression on his face at all.
With a calm expression, he loaded the bow with an arrow, and then slowly pulled the bow string.
The iron bow gradually bent. There was a slight squeaking sound at the connection between the bow and the string, but there was no tremor in the bow body or the string.
The dark talisman arrows, containing powerful power, rested calmly and silently between the bows. The arrow clusters were aimed at the high-speed black riders on the mountain road, and it seemed that they would be shot out in the next moment.
The Yuan Thirteen Arrows, created by gathering the wisdom of the Academy and the resources of the Tang Dynasty Empire, are undoubtedly the most powerful long-range weapons that have appeared in the spiritual world in the past hundred years. To some extent, they have even surpassed the realm of knowing fate.
The flying sword of the great cultivator.
The magic weapon has its own soul. This iron bow and talisman arrow once killed Long Qing and injured Ye Hongyu. It is still smeared with Xia Hou's blood. It is ready to go. Even Qiu Yu around the carriage seems to be afraid of it.
Slowed down a bit.
There is still a long distance between the temple and the black knights on the mountain road. Ning Que used talisman arrows to lock their auras in advance. As a master of the cave profound realm, those black knights should have felt the crisis and had great fear.
The palpitations made Ning Que feel cold.
The cold thing is that those black riders seemed to have no feeling at all, still maintaining a complete formation and a chilling momentum. Horse hooves flew, and the mud on the mountain road was kicked up and splashed like flowers. The layers of raindrops were constantly broken, only
Only a truly ruthless and confident person can do this.
The autumn rain gradually became violent, and the rain curtain gradually thickened and turned into a raindrop, hitting Ning Que's face one by one, falling on the dark and sharp arrow clusters, but it could not shake his stability like Gongshan.
After the sunroof was pushed open, the autumn rain mixed with the chill seeped into the car.
Before Ning Que stood up, he kicked a quilt away with his feet and covered Sang Sang's body. However, Sang Sang saw that he had not shot the talisman arrow and knew that something was wrong, so he lifted the quilt and stood up.
Ning Que looked at her pale little face from the corner of his eye, and saw the haggard look on her brows. He frowned slightly and said, "Lie down and we'll talk when you can't hold it any longer."
He didn't say that you are not needed in this battle. Because he was vaguely aware that today's battle would be very dangerous, and during the battle, any white lie would bring disaster to both of them.
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Sangsang didn't listen to him, stood up with some difficulty, coughed softly, squeezed in from beside him, stood out of the skylight, and then opened the big black umbrella with a bang.
If you really can't hold it, you should open the big black umbrella.
The big black umbrella blocked the autumn rain outside, and Sangsang wiped the rain off Ning Que's face with her sleeves. This was not the tenderness before the war, but that she would not let any small factor affect Ning Que's battle.
Bean-like water droplets kept falling on the thick surface of the black umbrella, making a popping sound. Ning Que's face was shrouded in the shadow of the umbrella, looking increasingly cold and dignified.
Some time had passed, and the dozen or so black cavalry had already galloped across the mountainside, and they would arrive at the temple in a few moments. However, Ning Que never fired the talisman arrow because he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
The opponent seems to be waiting for him to shoot an arrow.
The black knights on the mountain road are very powerful, but at this distance, even the masters of the Dongxuan Realm cannot avoid the Yuan Thirteen Arrows.
Ning Que had absolute confidence in this, so after Sangsang confirmed the realm of these enemies, he was not afraid at all. As a member of the academy, no matter how hard he humbled himself, he would know whoever dared to kill him.
, you must fully understand your own fighting methods and style in advance.
In other words, the black knights on the mountain road knew very well that if they fired arrows, they would die. However, they seemed to be fearless. This could only mean that these black knights were seeking death.
How difficult it is to reach the Cave Mystic Realm. Apart from faith and love, what else is worth risking your life for? Ning Que thought silently. He only knew that these enemies must be willing to pay such a terrible price.
Covering up the more terrifying real killer.
Sang Sang's little hand was holding a big black umbrella. Suddenly she frowned and said, "Someone is here again."
Ning Que looked at the black knight getting closer and closer on the mountain road and said, "Find him."
Sangsang's hand holding the umbrella handle trembled slightly, she frowned in pain, and whispered, "I'm not sure."
Ning Que narrowed his eyes slightly, and a drop of rainwater left on his cheek slipped down.
Even with the cover of the autumn rain, no matter how superb his movements were, he could not avoid Sang Sang's perception. Sang Sang said he was not sure, which only meant one thing.
The real enemy lurking in the dark is at least a great practitioner in the destiny-knowing realm!
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The black horse was approaching, and for the first time, the sound of horse hooves like a rainstorm truly entered the ears of Ning Que and Sangsang. The big black horse no longer neighed, but looked coldly at the vigorous figures of its kind. With dark eyes
His eyes burst out with strong fighting spirit and manic emotions of destruction.
He could vaguely see the faces of the people on the horse, but Ning Que did not become agitated like the big black horse. He still maintained a terrifying calmness and still did not shoot the talisman arrow on the iron bow.
The strong man who knows his destiny hidden in the autumn rain must really hope that he can shoot all the iron arrows in the box. Even if that is not the case, when he devotes his energy to shooting those black knights, the strong man who knows his destiny.
He would be able to find an opportunity to kill with one strike. If he concentrated on dealing with the strong man in the Fate Realm, he would not be able to stop those black knights from coming to the temple. By then, the power of the Yuan Thirteen Arrows would be greatly reduced.
In a close combat situation, against a dozen masters of the Dongxuan Realm and a strong one in the Fate Knowing Realm alone, Ning Que didn't have much confidence. In other words, he didn't have any confidence.
The rain kept hitting the big black umbrella, making a muffled popping sound, which gradually mixed with the heavy sound of horse hooves not far away, bringing a strange and tense atmosphere to the ruined temple.
Sangsang's hand held the handle of the big black umbrella harder and harder until she couldn't stop shaking. Then she coughed painfully. Her originally dark face became paler, and a line of blood dripped from the corner of her lips.
Ning Que's heart suddenly tightened, but he didn't say anything. He didn't stop her.
A pure light suddenly shone through the depths of Sangsang's glass-like eyes, like lightning.
Then she closed her eyes tightly and spoke two extremely complicated numbers.
Ning Que turned around suddenly.
Clusters of dark and sharp arrows threw a line of rain in the air.
Release your middle and index fingers on the iron bowstring.
Turn around and shoot the arrow, the whole action is extremely natural and smooth.
The iron arrow was aimed at the depths of Honglian Temple behind the carriage and shot.
There are several trees there, all maples.
The tip of the arrow points to one of them.
Frost leaves are as red as blood.
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The Thirteen Arrows of the Yuan Dynasty appeared in the human world again.
This time, there was no roar of thunder. Instead, it slipped into the autumn rain with the wind, making no sound.
From the skylight of the black carriage to the maple tree in the ruined temple courtyard, there is a distance of about tens of feet.
In the dozens of feet in the air, there appeared a passage that absolutely excluded the vitality of the rest of the world, which was the arrow path.
There were only a few drops of rainwater. Fortunately or unfortunately, they were not blown away by the aura of heaven and earth carried by the talisman arrows, but stayed in the space of the invisible arrow path, with a trembling orphan floating alone.
These few drops of autumn rain have not been broken, and they even seem to have not been penetrated by substance.
Because the talisman arrows separated from the iron bow no longer seem to be real.
But the iron arrow is still there.
when it hits the target.
In an instant, which was too slow to describe using any time quantifier, the iron arrow hit the maple tree with its red leaves fluttering in the autumn rain.
The maple trees were not broken, and the red leaves floating from the tips were not knocked down by the arrows, but by the rain.
Because a black peach blossom grew on the maple tree.
The iron arrow hit the black peach blossom.
The peach blossom is completely black, and it seems to be black enough to reflect light, giving people a gorgeous feeling.
It seems like late at night in the extreme northern wilderness, you can occasionally see extremely beautiful, unearthly luster.
But if you look at it for a long time, you will realize that the black on the peach blossom is just simple black.
Extremely pure black.
It's the night itself.
It's the black abyss shrouded in night.
Black is swallowing.
This black peach blossom seems to be able to swallow everything in the world.
The iron arrow, which contained terrifying power, disappeared silently into the black peach blossoms.
It's like falling into a bottomless black mire.
No trace can be found anymore.
Looking at the black peach blossom and seeing his most powerful attack being annihilated in such an understatement, Ning Que's eyes did not show the slightest fear, but became brighter and brighter.
The moment his eyes started to brighten.
The second iron arrow has left the bowstring.
Shoot towards the black peach blossom on the maple tree again.
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(This is the third chapter. There will be a fourth chapter. The speed will be slower. I will try to finish it before 3:40.)