Chapter 94 Knife Stone Arrow, a new generation of powerhouses
The situation is extremely tense, just look at Ning Que breaking the nine-layer Buddhist mantra aura of Master Baoshu first, or the copper bell in Master Baoshu's hand kills Sangsang first. At this moment, the field is qualified to affect the direction of the situation.
There must be only the strong man in the realm of knowing fate. Qu Nimadi really wanted to pick up the broken stick and smash Ning Que and Sangsang into meat paste, but she knew that she had no choice, so she looked at Cheng Ziqing anxiously.
Cheng Ziqing, a powerful man from Jiange, sat in the sill of the Buddhist temple with his sword crossing in front of his knees. In a very short time, he thought about how many things he thought, but no matter how helpless he discovered, no matter what the relationship between Jiange and the academy, the Tang Kingdom and the Southern Jin Dynasty were.
Disputes and these trade-offs on interests must be meaningful under the premise that the world exists. As a practitioner, the first thing he needs to do now is to prevent the world from being destroyed.
So before Qunimadi's anxious gaze fell on him, he had already taken action, pinched a sword technique with his left hand, and a sharp sword intent came out from the sword on his knee.
The sword technique of the Nanjin Sword Pavilion is completely different from the ordinary sword-controlling techniques in the world. Most of the time, the sword master will hold the hilt tightly, and the emphasis is on the movement of the sword, so when it is the flying sword, it is Chengzi.
When Qing's knees flew up, his body also rose. He stretched out his right hand, held the hilt of the sword, and left with the sword!
This drifting momentum was extremely fast and so fierce, making Cheng Ziqing's body seem to have become a real sword, bounced from the sheath and stabbed Ning Que's back!
Cheng Ziqing is a strong man in the Zhiming Realm, second only to the Sword Saint Liu Bai. In this crisis, he will not take action. One move will definitely be the strongest method. The sword force is so harsh!
Faced with the sword of the powerful man in Jiange, Ning Que may survive even if his body is strong after being enslaved. If Sangsang is stabbed, he will only die on the spot.
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However, the sword in Cheng Ziqing's hand did not stab Sangsang.
His sword did not penetrate Sangsang's thin body and stabbed Ning Que's back.
Because his sword stabbed a hard stone.
Cheng Ziqing's expression remained unchanged. The sword continued to move forward with a tough force, shattering the stone directly.
However, another stone appeared before his sword tip.
Cheng Ziqing's expression was slightly stern, and the sword force was revitalized again. The aura of heaven and earth squirted out from the sword. In the very short space, it vibrated countless times and turned into phantoms, trying to avoid this stone.
But he couldn't avoid it.
In the quiet Buddhist temple, in the ten-meter-long space between Cheng Ziqing and Ning Que, countless stones appeared. The stones were of different shapes and had edges and corners. They were dense, with mountains and fields, filling the whole world.
No matter how sharp the sword is, it is still rugged and difficult to move in the face of the stones that fill the world.
Mr. Ke’s Haoran sword was able to cut open these stones that blocked the world.
Although Cheng Ziqing's swordsmanship is amazing, he still cannot reach this level.
In a blink of an eye, he felt that many stones were stuffed into his mouth, and then he stopped his throat and his chest and abdomen. The stones had a slightly numb smell and a slightly cool touch.
What made him even more painful was that the rocks had distinct edges and corners that kept cutting his consciousness.
Cheng Ziqing felt a sense of depression and palpitations in his chest. Qing roared and flew back. The green steel sword in his hand slashed 128 sword winds in front of him, and finally cut off the stones surrounding him and left the
The desolate and desperate world of rocks has breathed fresh air again.
Cheng Ziqing turned his head and looked at the silent book fanatic Mo Shanshan in the corner, with a slightly pale face and shocked and speechless.
The sword in his hand had countless marks and was seriously damaged, as if he had discovered a violent collision with hundreds or thousands of hard rocks in the previous moment.
Before, when Cheng Ziqing was following the sword and stabbed Ning Que directly on the back, Mo Shanshan took action at the same time.
The book fan threw a piece of paper from his sleeve and threw it on the ground in front of the futon.
It was a piece of talisman paper, which she pinched into a shape like a small stone.
That piece of talisman paper was the talisman she realized in the pile of rocks at the bottom of the Daming Lake. It was through this understanding that she entered the realm of Zhiming in the spring of this year and became the youngest talisman master in history.
one.
Because of this origin, Mo Shanshan also named his talisman: Block Leaf.
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In the battle, the most taboo thing is to look forward and be unstable. This was when Ning Que taught Mo Shanshan during his journey in the wasteland. Of course, he would not make such a mistake. So he knew that Cheng Ziqing's fighting was
A sword was stabbing his back, but he still did not stop attacking Master Baoshu.
He has a way to solve the sword power of the strong man in Jiange, such as the big black umbrella, which can at least gain some time. However, the copper bell in the hand of Master Baoshu was still ringing, and Sangsang on his body was still vomiting blood, and he took the copper
There was no way to be done, he had no time, so he had to knock down the treasure tree.
The nine-layer Buddhist mantra aura on Master Baoshu's body was cut open to six layers by his Pu Shu's knife. However, with the sound of the copper bell, the Buddha nature returned to the revival. The nine-layer Buddhist mantra aura was instantly condensed into a new look.
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Ning Que looked indifferent, seemed to be careless, and there was no disappointment. Before the blade of Park Dao in his right hand touched the ground, he leaned his waist and bent his knees. He clenched his left fist and smashed it on Master Baoshu!
In the battle of ordinary people, fists often mean the last means, the most primitive means, and may also be the strongest means, but in the battle of practitioners, whether it is fists or feet, as long as it is part of the human body.
, they must be the weakest and even ridiculous means.
Ning Que's fist is not ridiculous, because this is the first time he has shown his magic sect's methods. What's more, his fist contains an extremely powerful Haoran Qi.
There was a loud bang.
The nine-layer body protection mantra aura on Master Baoshu's body was actually smashed through with Ning Que's punch!
Master Baoshu looked at his fist that was getting closer and closer to him, and looked shocked. He clamped his copper bell with his two fingers and then went up to him.
Ning Que's fist hit the copper bell hard.
The thousands of miles of Haoran Qi, inherited from the junior teacher Ke Haoran, and the Buddha objects and holy objects left by the Buddha, finally met.
Another loud bang!
Master Baoshu's face was pale, and two ripples of red blood were overflowing from the corners of his lips. The copper bells between his fingers rang in waves, swaying constantly, like small bells under the eaves in a storm, which could fall at any time.
But it didn't fall behind in the end.
Ning Que's fist is about to end, but no one expected that his continuous fighting movements would be as fast as lightning. As soon as the right hand holding Park Dao landed on the ground, he flipped up again and tilted up from bottom to top.
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There was a soft sound.
Master Baoshu shouted bitterly and fell to the ground in depressed manner.
His right arm left his body and flew above the Buddhist temple with blood!
The chopped arm was still holding the copper bell tightly.
Ning Que's expression remained indifferent, and he reached out and grabbed Baoshu's broken arm, preparing to remove the copper bell.
Since the copper bell is Sangsang's nemesis, if it cannot be destroyed, of course it must be held in your own hands.
However, when his fingers just touched the copper bell, he suddenly felt an extremely majestic Buddha nature, which rushed straight from his fingers to the elbow and turned toward his heart!
Unbearable pain came from his fingers, especially the Buddha nature was too terrifying. Ning Que groaned and realized that the holy objects left by the Buddha were indeed not something that Sangsang and the protectors themselves could access.
He let go of his fingers and let the copper bell fall to his feet.
Then he pulled out the second iron arrow, turned around and put the bow, and shot towards Cheng Ziqing, who had already floated back to the gate of the palace.
At this time, Cheng Ziqing had just used all his skills to escape from the talisman of Moshan Mountain. He was looking at the book cum in shock and speechlessly, without expecting that he would face an even more terrifying attack soon.
No one expected that Ning Que had just taken the risk of defeating Master Baoshu, cut off one of the master's arm, and achieved great victory, he continued to attack the powerful people of Jiange!
In the entire Buddhist temple, only Sangsang behind him and Shanshan sitting in the corner could think of this.
This is Ning Que's fighting style. Once the battle begins, he will definitely have to knock down all opponents that can threaten him, confirm that the opponent is dead, or has no power to fight back, and then he will stop.
Cheng Ziqing is a powerful practitioner in the realm of knowing one's life. He can pose a strong threat to Ning Que. Since Mo Shanshan took action, he was a little restless. How could Ning Que miss such an opportunity?
The dark iron arrow disappeared after breaking away from the bowstring. With a very faint white turbulent current, it came to Cheng Ziqing in a moment!
Just like Master Baoshu, Cheng Ziqing could not resist the Yuan Thirteen Arrows that had exceeded the limit of time, but he was a powerful man from Jiange after all. He had seen the power of Ning Que's arrow shooting Master Baoshu.
Being alert, watching Ning Que turn around and bend his bow, he responded in advance without hesitation.
Qingxiao, who was extremely sharp, suddenly exploded with the severely damaged sword in Cheng Ziqing's hand!
At the critical moment when life was greatly threatened, this powerful sword master actually forcibly dispersed his precious natal sword, which was as precious as life, in exchange for a sword light like a heavy rain curtain!
The iron arrow appeared in the rain curtain of sword lights.
Countless extremely fine collision sounds sounded, and countless pieces of broken sword pieces shot and shot into the beams, pillars, doors and windows in the Buddhist temple, making an aggressive sound.
Cheng Ziqing flew backwards miserably and collided heavily on a stone statue of Venerable.
With a sneer, the iron arrow was in the bluestone floor in front of him.
The iron arrow penetrated the ground in unknown depths and had disappeared long ago, leaving only a black hole. Because of the violent friction between the arrow body and the bluestone, there was a trace of blue smoke scattered on the edge of the arrow cave.
Looking in front of him, a look of fear finally appeared on Cheng Ziqing's face and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.
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((I went to bed early yesterday, but I didn't expect that I would slept until after 10 o'clock in the evening and woke up until after 4 o'clock in the afternoon. I slept for a record 19 hours, and I felt sore and confused. I really felt like I was going to sleep before.
All those I didn't say much in the past few days were made up. I was a little lazy under the leather robe. I opened the computer and looked at the monthly ticket list. I was so energetic. Today's three chapters! If you like it, please continue to vote.