There is no return to the stone chips, but at least you can see the beautiful ripples on the water. The meat buns hit the dog.
After entering that black peach blossom, there was no response after entering that black peach blossom .- <> -wang.
It has been prepared for a long time, and it can even be said to be the strongest attack of killing. The enemy can easily resolve it invisible. If it is a ordinary person, seeing such a picture may have despair.
Ning Que has no such emotions.
The strong man who knows has always been hidden in the dark, trying to use more than ten riders on the mountain road to disperse his attention, or consume the iron arrow in his box, then it means that the person is afraid or even fears Yuan XIII of the 13th 13th 13th
In this case, this arrow must not have no effect.
In addition to the rational analysis, what makes him still confident is the distinctive academy characteristics on his body. The longer the long time next to the master, the stronger and unshakable pride and self -confidence.
Yuan Shisan Arrow is the collective wisdom of the academy. Ning Que firmly believes that no one in this world can ignore its power.
The iron arrow was indiscriminately turned invisible.
The spring two years ago, the rune arrow began, Ning Que was shot for the first time.
The person hidden behind the maple tree is the strong who is aware of the fate. What is it compared with the second brother, what can be, why can it be so easy to resolve the iron arrow?
The black peach blossoms born on the maple seemed to swallow the iron arrows as if the abyss of endless abyss. It was not affected.
If you can't see it, it does not mean that it does not exist.
So he did not hesitate, and shot the second iron arrow without stopping.
The iron arrow broke the air, shot into the black peach blossom, and disappeared again without trace. The maple tree wet by the autumn rain trembled slightly. In addition, no change occurred.
Ning Que's expression was calm, there was no fear in his eyes, and there was no despair.
He shot the third iron arrow.
The iron arrow disappeared into the black peach blossom again. This time, the wet maple trees vibrated a bit, and the red leaves fell from the head of the tip. As the autumn wind turned slightly, it fell towards the ground.
Ning Que shot another arrow again.
The black peach blossom finally changed, and the black petals that were invisibly condensed from pure world atmosphere trembled, and the edges were signs of withered.
Ning Que shot the fifth iron arrow.
The sharp arrow clusters are fiercely stuck on a petal of black peach blossoms.
This time it finally hit its ontology.
On the petal of the black peach blossom, a very deep crack appeared.
A loud noise!
Black peach blossoms have no trace, hard maple trees, and the remaining power of this iron arrow can be afforded.
The dense red leaves of the maple trees are even more stubborn by the arrow body. They are shaken into countless silk crushed fluffs, scattered towards the air in the temple, and then poured by the dense autumn rain and sprinkled to the ground.
The maple leaf shattering dyed the autumn rain to the ground, landed on the ground, landed on the broken maple tree, fell on the person's body behind the maple tree, and fell on the silver mask on his face.
The silver mask covered the half -face of the young man. Only half a face was exposed to the outside. He could still imagine his handsomeness, but at this time he was stained with blood in the rain and looked a little miserable.
Ning Que and Sang Sang looked at the person behind the maple, and could not help showing a shocked expression on his face.
In the house of Yanming Lake, Ye Hongyu had intentionally or unintentionally mentioned it once, saying that the person might still be alive, but they did not pay attention, because even if the person was still alive, it must be abolished.
However, this person is really alive, and is stronger than that year.
"You are still alive."
Ning Que looked at the young man in the black road in Qiu Yu, thinking about the continuous competition and resentment of this person over the years, but he could not help but lose his mind slightly.
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The half -face of Long Qinglu outside the silver mask was extremely pale, and there was almost no trace of blood, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, a trace of fine blood, slowly flowing from the corner of his lips.
Ning Que did not hesitate, and the five consecutive five dollars and thirteen arrows were firm and abnormal. Eventually, on his destiny peach blossom, he left the traces of difficult to erase. He naturally suffered a bad injury.
Lian Feng's adventure, promoted to the concept of life, and continuously defeated the head of many sects in the world, and became more and more magnificent by the gray -eyed method. At this time, Longqing was undoubtedly at the best stage of his best. This
For Shang Ning Que, he has the confidence of winning, but he did not expect that he was injured when he took a look.
He did not expect that Ning Que actually ignored the threat of more than ten black riders. Gambling generally dealt with himself. In addition, there was a more important reason.
After being promoted to know the life, it is the real way to understand the true law of the flow of breath flow. If he wants to avoid Ning Que's Yuan 13 arrows, there should be a better way, just like breaking on the snow cliff that year.
Ye Hongyu, who is in the realm, may also be very embarrassed, but the injury should be lighter.
But Longqing doesn't want to hide.
The first half of his life was destroyed under an iron arrow.
Now that he has regained the new life, it seems to be powerful and indispensable. However, the horror power of the Yuan thirteen arrows is still a shadow in his mind. If he did not defeat Yuan Shi Jian on the front, he would not be able to erase the shadow.
He couldn't really feel proud and powerful.
This emotion is so strong, this desire is so unstoppable. It is difficult for him to stop his impulse. He wants to try, whether he can block the iron arrow.
He did this, and he did block it.
Long Qing felt that his chest and abdomen had a very spicy atmosphere, and even made his eyes sour. He looked at Ning Que on the carriage and was about to say something. Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed.
The moment he saw Long Qing's reappearance, Ning Que was indeed a little lost. If he had time to make him emotion, or he could have a lot of complicated emotions, but he was a professional soldier, standard combatant, and the shores of combing Zhuhu Lake Lake.
Before determining to kill or completely defeat the powerful enemies, he did not allow him to have any emotional time. He believed that the sadness of spring and autumn at this time was committed to suicide.
Could it be said that we need to salute each other, ask each other afterwards, and ask the warmth, remember the old things, and then play a big deal? Ning Que and Ye Hongyu both look down on this kind of idiot. In their eyes, the prince Longqing and many strong practitioners are both.
It's such an idiot, since it is an idiot, why is it alive?
Just when the Prince Longqing was moved, was moved, sentimental, and felt sorry. When he wanted to say something with Ning Que, he showed his pride and powerful, just as he was sour as his eyes, and his lips had just been separated.
When I didn't have time to say a word, Ning Que bent again and arrowed again.
The movement of his bow and string control is that natural, and even through the natural breath of the stock, it is unprepared and alertly vigilant, making people feel unavoidable.
Long Qing's face became more pale, and the black road wet wet by the autumn rain suddenly floated. His people had to melt in the autumn scenery in the temple park.
There is always a feeling that when the iron arrow comes, he will not be there.
With the deep understanding of the law of the flow of heaven and earth, integrate yourself with nature, and fight with the help of nature. This is the true meaning of the life.
The bloody shattering floats in the wind, as if covering the body of Long Qing without a trace.
Ning Que's expression was calm, and there was no restlessness.
Sang Sang held the big black umbrella and watched the prince of Longqing in the temple's courtyard, and reported a position.
Ning Qian pine strings, arrows.
The exterior of the temple is not far from the temple.
This iron arrow perfectly released all the power of the Yuan thirteen arrows.
The air in the temple fluctuated for a while, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth was chaotic, and several invisible black peach blossoms were born from nothingness.
These black peach blossoms are smaller, not his destiny peach blossoms, but it is his protective learning. At first, these peach blossoms were the undefeated blood knife in front of Tang Xiaotang's unreasonable blood knife.
Today, Longqing has become aware of the life. The defense of these peach blossoms is even more amazing. It contains the extremely rich and pure world of vitality, and the attachment of fearful death.
However, after all, it is not the destiny peach blossom.
The peach blossoms are blooming.
Arrow to.
Peach blossoms fall.
Black petals were broken, and then turned into green smoke disappeared in the autumn rain.
As soon as the iron arrow went to the front, came to Longqing.
Long Qing's face showed a shocking expression, and the expression was turned into cold and hot.
The cold and ruthlessness to others.
He used his chest to welcome the iron arrow.
A puff.
The iron arrow shot through the black road.
Shooting Longqing's body.
The back wall that was broken after the temple was broken.
Then shot into the rain, I don't know where to fly.
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Long Qing's chest was shot with a hole.
Standing in front of him, you can see the scenery behind him.
This is not wonderful, very scary.
Anyone who appears on the landscape on a body should not be alive.
Longqing was still alive because the hole on his chest was not shot through at this time, but a long time ago, on the snow cliff, Ning Que was shot through more than a dozen miles.
Since then, this hole has been there.
Today's iron arrow flew from the arrow cave that year.
So he didn't die.
It's just that the strong atmosphere attached to the iron arrow still tears the cross section of the viscera in the hole.
Long Qing was holding his body and coughed violently.
Every cough is blood.
Ning Que has taken out the seventh iron arrow and is pulling the bow.
The fingers on the bow string are no longer stable and trembling slightly.
He knows this is the best opportunity.
It may also be my last chance today.
Longqing suddenly raised his head.
Both eyes are indifferent.
The depths of indifference are the resentment wildfire.
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(This is Chapter 4, I will definitely continue to write. At this time, I will lie down for two or three hours first. Recently, the biological clock is very good, and it is really sleepy. Get up at six o'clock.
Things, start with breakfast, start writing, strive to finish this big plot before the evening, and strive to make everyone happy.)