Chapter 61 Hundreds of millions of raindrops from the sky
Chapter 61 Billions of raindrops falling from the sky
In an instant, fourteen lightning-like feather arrows appeared in the air between the main entrance of Chao's house and the carriage in the rain. These arrows passed over the side of Chao's tree, pierced through the dense raindrops, and strangely avoided the carriage.
The burly coachman on the coach intercepted, then left fourteen holes in the curtain, and shot in.
Xiao Kuyu frowned in the carriage. His old face, which was already extremely sad, now looked even more haggard. He stared at the space in front of him, and the seemingly endless power of thought in his body filled the carriage, which actually filled the carriage with a light blue feeling.
The smell of incense, in this orchid air, is a very strange scene.
The arrows that were like lightning outside the carriage, once they got close to the old strong man, they seemed to have entered a relatively static space, instantly losing all speed and turning into a static dead thing!
The fourteen feather arrows were all floating in the air strangely still. None of them could touch his simple clothes. One feather arrow was suspended in the air in the carriage, less than three inches away from Xiao Kuyu's frowning eyebrows.
In the distance, two feather arrows were still in front of his eyes, and more feather arrows were still and suspended in front of his hands!
The still feather arrows fall lightly, like the rain outside the carriage, more like the green leaves knocked down by the rain. No matter how sharp the arrow clusters, no matter how hard the arrow shaft, once it loses the strength of the boxwood bow and the twisted string,
The speed it was given lost all its lethality and fell like garbage at Xiao Kuyu's feet.
However, in order to deal with these fourteen lightning-like feather arrows, even Xiao Kuyu, a strong man in the army, could not help but feel his spirit affected, and there was a loophole in the control of the heaven and earth energy around the carriage by his telekinesis.
For a person like Chao Xiaoshu, any enemy's loophole is an opportunity for him. He felt that the layers of silk in his heart were loosened a little, and the pain from thousands of needles in the sea of qi was a little weaker, and his steps were steady.
With a sudden setback, he heard a clear whistle, his green clothes flew away in the rain, and his whole body turned into a fallen leaf and floated towards the carriage!
The burly coachman on the coach snorted, and whipped the riding whip made of unknown material in his hand. The extremely dim khaki light in his coarse clothes suddenly appeared and disappeared. It was obvious that he was a warrior.
A great mind master who is old and frail and in an astonishing state will inevitably have a powerful attendant. Even Ning Que can think of this, and Chao Xiaoshu will naturally not miscalculate.
With a whip, the wind and rain broke away, and Chao Xiaoshu's soaked green shirt was blown by the strong wind. At this time, his body had turned into a fallen leaf, and he avoided it very softly, and in his left hand
The two index fingers were joined together with swords, and they stabbed the body of the coachman's attendant from a distance. Where the fingertips were pointing, a white line suddenly appeared in the blown rain.
The coachman groaned again and drew an arc in the air with his whip, crushing the finger. Just as he was about to swing his whip again to stop him from heading toward the tree, he was interrupted by severe pain in his lower abdomen.
He widened his eyes and looked down, only to see an ordinary knife thrust deep into his stomach!
Ning Que, who was running wildly in the rain and shooting arrows all the way, knew clearly that the Great Mind Master in the carriage and the groom on the carriage shaft were both practitioners, but his footsteps did not stop at all. He just ran to the carriage a moment later than Chao Xiaoshu, and then he
He rolled on the ground, got under the two horses, avoided the eyes of the coachman's attendants, dropped his arrows and drew his sword.
The other person was under the horse's belly, but the simple knife held tightly in his right hand was stabbed diagonally upward from behind the horse's hip and from under the chariot shaft. This insidious knife accurately avoided the soft armor the opponent might be wearing and stabbed deeply.
Entered the opponent's belly!
The knife blade entering his abdomen was not a fatal injury. Ning Que turned his wrist expressionlessly and twisted the knife in his hand, immediately twisting the internal organs in the carriage attendant's abdomen into a mess.
The driver looked at the simple knife that was twisting in his belly, with a look of horror and despair on his face, and a roaring sound in his throat. The metal knife surface, which had been washed by the rain for a long time, was already cold, but he felt extremely hot.
Ning Que was not in the mood to appreciate his opponent's expression before he died. He put his palms on the shaft of the carriage, flipped up his body dexterously, rushed past the carriage driver's attendant, and followed Chao Xiaoshu into the mysterious carriage.
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The curtains rise and the cold spring rain comes in.
Chao Xiaoshu's face was pale and his eyes were bright, and he waved away the short staff that Xiao Kuyu was attacking towards him.
Xiao Kuyu's complexion suddenly changed, and he mobilized all the mental power in his body to kill this difficult figure in the world.
Ning Que slipped between Chao Xiaoshu's knees, groaned and knelt forward suddenly, the sharp tip of the knife in his hand piercing Xiao Kuyu's sole.
Xiao Kuyu howled in pain like an old and dying beast. Because of the severe pain on the soles of his feet, his meditation was interrupted again, but his old palms like dry branches were already opened like cattail fans and were about to be photographed!
With an expressionless face, Chao Xiaoshu slammed his head into the old man's arms, dispelling the blow that the other party had concentrated all his mental power on, then pulled out a sharp dagger from between his boots with his backhand and plunged it into the old man's neck!
puff!
One knife.
Two knives.
Three swords.
Fourteen knives.
Chao Xiaoshu knelt on Xiao Kuyu's skinny body, holding his right shoulder firmly with his left hand, and stabbing him with a sharp dagger in his right hand. There was no expression on his face. The blood sprayed on the green shirt, turning into inexplicable meanings.
of colorful flowers.
It was not until finally that only a thin layer of skin and flesh remained on the old man's neck, and even Master Haotian could not revive him, he took back the dagger in his hand and slowly stood up in the carriage.
The other carriage at the entrance of the alley has not moved, and has been parked quietly in the majestic spring rain. Whether it is the initial massacre, the fierce battle in the palace, or the thrilling arrow sword slayer in the streets and alleys,
It didn't move the fat young man in the carriage. He just looked at his lotus-jointed hands and pointed in silence.
In the world of practitioners, there are several recognized laws. A spiritual master of the same realm can basically sweep away his fellow swordsman and talisman masters of the same realm. Just like the old man Lu Qingchen at Beishan Pass can steadily defeat the abandoned disciple of the academy, but tonight
The final result of this battle was somewhat unexpected.
"We are also at the top level of the Dongxuan realm. The Great Sword Master actually killed the Great Mind Master, which is really confusing. But Chao Xiaoshu, you are really amazing. The battle between the practitioners was actually made magnificent by you.
The taste of iron blood."
Although the slightly fat young man is young, he is already a worshiper of the Prince's Mansion. He silently admires Chao Xiaoshu's strength in his heart, but his eyes are still full of indifference. Previously, he did not bother to take action, but he believes that as long as
If you take action yourself, no matter how powerful Chao Xiaoshu and the guy you haven't seen are, there will only be a dead end.
Because he is...the invincible Wang Jinglue below the destiny.
"Let's go, let me go and give this Chang'an Night Legend his final journey."
Wang Jinglue gently rubbed his smooth and tender fingers, and said with a slight smile. His words were full of strong confidence, and there was also a trace of excitement that could not be concealed. He was very excited every time before killing a truly strong man.
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The carriage did not move, and no one answered his orders. Wang Jing frowned slightly, and a few rare fine lines appeared on his tight and broad forehead. He squinted his eyes, feeling the vitality around the carriage through the thick curtains.
There were fluctuations, but I didn't notice anything strange, and I didn't find anyone watching in the alley.
There was deathly silence inside and outside the carriage, with only the sound of rain accompanying him. This young man, who was said to be invincible below the realm of destiny, had a strong warning sign in his heart, but he felt that this warning sign had no reason. He sat quietly in the carriage,
After being silent for a long time, listening to the sound of rain outside the car, I suddenly reached out and opened the heavy car curtain in front of me.
The car curtain lifted a corner, and suddenly the corner of the curtain floated out lightly, floated half a foot away, and then landed lightly on the ground.
Wang Jinglue squinted his eyes and looked at the corner of the curtain between the rain in the distance. He slightly flexed his right finger and the car curtain in front of him swayed again, and then without any accident, it split again and turned into pieces of cloth in the rain.
There seems to be an invisible knife beside the carriage.
I didn't sense any fluctuations in the practitioner's mind power. Only the vitality of heaven and earth changed slightly at the moment the car curtain was cut and floated away. If he was not a strong man of the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty, maybe even the vitality of heaven and earth would have changed.
Subtle changes are imperceptible.
Thinking of some possibility, Wang Jinglue's face turned slightly pale.
After a while, pride finally defeated the fear of the unknown. He groaned, and the ten chubby fingers of his hands bloomed like over-nourished white lilies. The strong fluctuations instantly invaded from the inside of the car to the outside, covering all the windows and doors.
It shook open, and then he let out a clear groan before rushing out of the car.
However, the next moment he stopped in an extremely embarrassed manner and turned into a stone sculpture in the rain.
The entire alley has turned into another world. His attempt to break out directly triggered the dangerous energy between heaven and earth. The rainwater accumulated on the bluestone on the ground began to tremble violently, jumping into the air and falling from time to time, just like a spring day in the River Country.
The men and women dance wildly in the festival!
The night sky above the alley turned into Master Haotian's magical workshop, and all the raindrops falling from that night sky turned into small knives that were sharp and irresistible!
Countless raindrops were like countless sharp knives, falling from the night sky. They fell on the carriage at the entrance of the alley. They fell on the carriage boards. The carriage boards shattered into pieces and fell on the carriage shaft. The carriage shaft turned into wood powder and fell on it.
The two horses in front of the stalls were instantly cut into pulp by the raindrops without even making a sound!
Ten thousand drops of spring rain fell into the alley, and everything around the carriage in the rain disintegrated and shattered. What was strange was that the rain that fell on the carriage was as gentle as a real spring rain, hitting Wang Jinglue's pale cheek without leaving a trace of blood.
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Wang Jinglue looked extremely embarrassed in the rain. He was sitting miserably on the only remaining carriage floor under him. His clothes were already soaked through, and his wet hair hung limply on his forehead. He looked up at the falling raindrops in the night sky with some confusion.
, the body began to tremble violently uncontrollably, not sure if it was because of the cold or fear.
He looked down with difficulty at the four alleys in the night around him, at the rainwater dancing on the ground in the alleys, at the vague "well" formed by the four alleys and the rainwater, his pale lips moved slightly, and he murmured
Said to himself:
"Hash character?"
Rain dripped from the wet hair on his forehead. Wang Jing slightly turned his head in despair, searching for traces of the enemy in the rainy night. His usual pride and confidence had turned into despair and fear. He suddenly coughed violently, bent over and used
He slapped the rain around him heavily with his hand and cried like a bullied child: