The Honglian Temple on the Qingyu Mountain suddenly became solemn. The fastest update of the flying []
Longqing waved his sleeves and brushed the rain, and danced lightly with his sleeves, making a great storm.
This brush contained his absolute anger.
These anger comes from the arrow hole in the chest, the humiliation and pain that has been preserved for several years, the despair of the past, and the huge gap between the beginning of his battle today and his imagination.
In his imagination, he had unique skills, inherited the shocking cultivation of Half of Taoist Man, and had a place where he entered the realm of knowing fate, and was far from being an ordinary realm of knowing fate. Today he came back to the world, so he should walk out with ease.
, defeat Ning Que lightly, and let this enemy who brought him endless darkness fall into despair.
However, who would have thought that from the beginning of the battle, he was always at a disadvantage. To be precise, he was always in a humble state of being passively beaten, and he had no chance to fight back. His domineering cultivation level of the realm of Knowing the Destiny has not yet obtained the slightest gain.
When I showed it, I was seriously injured!
He was almost resistant to dodging the Six-Brain Thirteen Arrows, and there was an arrow on the iron bowstring. After seven arrows, Longqing was suppressed and miserably humiliated to the extreme, and was extremely angry.
This seemingly simple Taoist sleeve was filled with anger that had been suppressed for a long time and the fighting spirit that was suppressed to the extreme. Once it was exerted, the power was amazing. The broken stone steps of Honglian Temple were suddenly empty, and countless drops of water were all counted.
He rolled into the wind of his sleeves and then rushed towards the black carriage wildly.
The majestic and violent energy of heaven and earth, mixed with rain, seemed to be no less slower than the Yuan Thirteen Arrows. Every drop of rain seemed to turn into a feather arrow or a hard stone.
What made Ning Que feel even more inexplicably frightened was that the water droplets that were rushing towards him seemed to be painted with a faint black scent under the clear light of the rain, revealing a strange and dangerous smell.
Ning Que groaned and shot out the seventh iron arrow, and then put Shan into the carriage as fast as possible. At this time, the black rain came to his face. He had only had time to move the big black umbrella horizontally to cover it.
In front of you.
The rain all over the sky hit the umbrella like dense arrows.
There was still a lot of rain, hitting the side walls of the carriage.
The black carriage trembled violently, as if it could overturn at any time, looking like a small boat in the ocean, looking extremely thin and pitiful. [Flying update is fastest]
The dark rain was too dense, and no matter how large the area of the big black umbrella was, it could not be completely blocked. Ning Que did not notice. A few drops of rain floated into the carriage from the gap and fell on Sang's body.
He held the handle of the umbrella tightly, and his right hand joint was slightly white. [] Blood flowed out of the corners of his lips.
It has nothing to do with the dark rain all over the sky, because he forcibly shot the seventh iron arrow. Because he was too hasty and was vaguely afraid of the black rain that Longqing brushed over, this arrow failed to hit Longqing's body.
The Yuan Thirteen Arrow consumed extremely severe mental power. When the research and development was successful, the second senior brother once said that Ning Que could only shoot several arrows, and he would be weak and weak.
Now his strength is far better than that of those days, and he can already shoot thirteen arrows. However, today, seven iron arrows are shot continuously, without any pauses in the middle, and there is no chance to rest and reply, just like seven lightning flashes shining in the rain clouds continuously.
As usual, such high-frequency and high-frequency shooting is very terrifying. Even last winter, he had never done this before.
Fortunately, the cultivation of the great energy gradually became, and his body was greatly strengthened after becoming a demon. Otherwise, Ning Que would have exhausted and fell to the ground by shooting these seven iron arrows in succession. At this time, the muscles on his arm were still severely strained.
Severe pain came from the right shoulder joint, and it was difficult to pull the iron bow in a short period of time.
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What made Prince Longqing most heartbroken and shocked was not the power of Ning Queyuan's Thirteen Arrows, nor was the powerful means and will that this person showed in the battle, because he knew very well what kind of person he was, and what he was just like.
I can't understand why Ning Que's sixth iron arrow could hit him.
If he hadn't used the arrow hole that had already existed in his chest to avoid this arrow, he might have been shot seriously and might even die. However, at that time he had entered the realm of fighting against the realm of Zhiming, and his whole person and his surroundings were naturally integrated into the world.
With oneness, Ning Que's cultivation is still in the Cave Xuan Realm, so why can he capture himself?
Long Qing found that there were many secrets on Ning Que. Perhaps the secrets were not on him, but beside him, such as the little maid who held a big black umbrella before.
Longqing looked at Ning Que's face that was wet by the rain, but had no change, and said with a slightly different expression: "You are such a monster. The fastest flying update"
Ning Que looked at Long Qing standing behind the stone steps, looked at the hole in his chest, and said, "You are the monster."
Longqing walked down the stone steps, and said expressionlessly: "Everyone is the same."
Ning Que said, "You are kind."
Longqing said: "You're welcome this time, it's your turn to die."
Ning Que said, "How can I see it?"
Longqing looked at the iron bow in his hand and asked with a smile: "Can you still shoot?"
Ning Que's mood became colder, but the smile on his face was more sincere than the other party, and he said, "A gentleman has no dispute, he must be ejaculated."
Longqing said: "My person has arrived. If you can still cum, then... please cum."
Ning Que's smile gradually became stiff.
Longqing's expression became more and more elegant.
The hooves were heard in the autumn rain, and the more than ten black cavalry on the mountain road finally arrived in front of Honglian Temple.
Seven arrows shot in a row, and seven lightning bolts were shot. At this time, it was only a short period of time before Sang shouted out Longqing's direction. You can imagine how amazing the speed of these black riders was.
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Ning Que's cultivation is at the peak of the Cave Xuan Realm. Even if he is really invincible below the Zhide, even besides Yuan Shisan Arrow, he has many powerful means and is even confident of defeating ordinary Zhide Realm practitioners, but in Sang Chong's illness
Under the circumstances, he could not defeat Prince Longqing who had entered the realm of Zhiming, and the more than ten masters of the cavalry and cave Xuan realm, and could not even escape from the opponent's siege.
At this time, the enemy was not sure. He really couldn't control the string and shoot the arrow again, so Longqing did not take action, but waited vigilantly for the opportunity. However, even if he was looking for an opportunity to recover and could barely shoot again, he didn't know where to shoot.
Or try to kill Longqing, how to resist the fallen knights who are coming soon?
The ending of this battle seems to be unchanged, and I can't see anything in despair. However, at this moment, the slightly stiff smile on Ning Que's face suddenly became vivid, just like the land that had been dry for a long time, suddenly being subjected to
The moisturizing of Qingliang Mountain Spring.
Longqing noticed the change in his expression and his heart sternly shook.
The cold autumn rain kept washing the head of the big dark horse, but it could not extinguish the irritability and violent fighting spirit in its eyes. However, at the moment when Ning Que's smile changed, the irritability in the eyes of the big dark horse
The emotions suddenly disappeared. Looking at the black riders rushing towards the carriage, they showed extreme contempt and sarcastic expressions of contempt, as if they saw a group of idiots.
The Fallen Knight in front began to silently destroy his mind, and his right hand left the horse's reins and began to pinch the sword technique. The flying sword in the sheath on his back buzzed and whistled, the dark horse on his body gasped in a hurry and excited manner, the long on the horse's neck
The long hairs flew continuously in the rain with the accelerated sprint, looking full of the beauty of power.
At this moment, my hair floated up.
This picture is extremely subtle, difficult to detect, and does not attract anyone's attention.
Prince Longqing's face changed drastically, and Li Xiao warned.
However, the Black Knights were sprinting at high speed. Even if the Fallen Knights understood his warning and were disciplined enough to execute his orders, they could no longer withdraw.
They can no longer withdraw from this battlefield.
This battlefield arranged by Ning Que.
The black horse that was sprinting in the front stepped into the muddy land with one hooves. The first one rushed to Qingling, and then could no longer continue because its horse hooves were broken.
Immediately afterwards, a thin red line appeared on the thick horse's neck.
More fine red lines appeared on the strong horse.
Because the force in different parts is uneven, the red lines gradually widen and then separate.
The entire horse body turned into countless pieces of meat suspended in the air, with blood vaguely among the pieces.
The horse's head at the front quietly escaped from its body and floated forward. You could even see the hot mist sprayed from the horse's nose and hear its gasping sound.
A horse in sprint became countless pieces of flesh and blood in sprint.
This picture is extremely strange.
The Fallen Knight on the horse also had almost the same experience.
His right hand left the reins and just pinched it into a sword technique. As soon as the flying sword was unsheathed, a deep cut appeared on it, which quietly broke into two pieces.
A thin red line appeared on his fingers holding the sword technique.
The fingers fell like ripe fruits.
Immediately afterwards, his forearm was cut into countless thin slices and cut into thinner pieces of meat.
His neck was cut off.
The whole body is cut off from it and is cut even thinner.
Then, along with the horse under him who had been cut into pieces, fell from mid-air.
It's like a collapsed glacier.
A moment ago, he was a master of the Dongxuan Realm and a magical war horse.
The next moment, it turned into two piles of flesh and blood piled up randomly on the Qingling Mountains.
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Hearing the warning from Prince Longqing, Zi Mo, the strongest among the Fallen Knights, reacted first. He felt the strange and terrifying aura in the autumn rain. He almost instinctively lifted the reins and pulled the horses on his body.
Almost suffocating, you have to force your speed to stop.
The horse neighed in pain and stood up like a human, but its body could not help but continue to move forward. Zi Mo groaned, flew away from the horse's back, and fell heavily on the wet and muddy ground, then stepped on the mud with both feet
He sat back desperately, looking at Qiuyu in front of him, and a look of horror appeared on his pale face.
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(I slept for more than two hours, got up at half past six, ate, and then wrote a chapter until then. I was so sleepy... I continued to write it, and I tried to write it before twelve to half past twelve.) (Your support is,
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