Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter Eight, Before the Wall Breaks, Binding You
The wooden door in the courtyard was broken, the wall was broken, the smoke rose, the sword broke the monk's robes, and the sword was chopped many times. Time seemed to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was very short. Luo Kedi covered his blood-seeking throat and retreated miserably.
The eighteen Xiling Divine Guards had just rushed to the broken wall and shouted angryly, raising their swords to slash Ning Que.
Xiling Shenwei is the direct guard of the head sect, and the strength level of ordinary temple cavalry is much higher than that of ordinary temple cavalry. If placed in ordinary practice sects, they are absolutely masters. The swords in their hands are straight and the swords are engraved with dense engravings.
The talisman line, each time you swing it out, it can stimulate the talisman's meaning to shock and increase its power. It is also known as the God-given long sword.
The eighteen long swords of God-given swords fell towards Ning Que's body like a storm, coming from all directions. Although the big black umbrella that Ning Que was holding could block these swords, it could not cover the direction.
Fortunately, in addition to the big black umbrella, there was also a Park knife. He pulled the Park knife back from the hole of the black umbrella, holding the umbrella in one hand and the other, and then swung it into the wind and rain of the sword.
Papa Pupu, the black umbrella Pu knife and the eighteen god-given long swords collided continuously in the air, shaking out a crisp or dull sound. Then there were extremely numerous sounds in the field, with metal breaking sounds,
The sharp whistle sound of sharp things breaking through the air, the sound of the blade cutting through the flesh and blood, and the muffled groan that endured the pain.
Four long swords of God-given swords broke from the middle, three Xiling Shenwei had bloody mouths on their chest and abdomen, and their steps were chaotic and retreating rapidly. Ning Que's hand holding a black umbrella cracked his mouth slightly, and two long wounds appeared on his left leg.
The God Given Blade, which attached the talisman, was extremely sharp. His body was so strong that he could not completely block it.
The sharp tip of the broken God-given long knife squirmed through the air and splashed into the streets and alleys around the courtyard. A monk who had just arrived at the Hanging Temple was shot into his shoulder by a broken knife, and his face was pale and fell to the ground.
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There was also a broken knife shot at the middle-aged monk. He stretched out his two fingers, as if he was picking fallen flowers in the air, picking the broken knife calmly and freely, and then walking towards Ning Que. The monk's robe on his body was already broken.
.The whole body was covered with blood, and it looked extremely miserable, but the expression was very calm.
What is shocking is that the two deep knife wounds on the monk's back and groin are no longer bleeding. Although there is still a rupture on his skin, the muscles on both sides of the wound are squeezed and twisted slowly.
The movement seemed to be healing. Except for the slightly pale face, there was no trace of injury at all!
Ning Que guessed that the monk must have a means, but he did not expect that the means were so magical, forcibly compressing his muscles to stop the injury. Although it was shocking, it was still conceivable that there were at least several wounds on the monk's groin.
How can he make the broken blood vessels grow together again?
What made him even more wary was that while the middle-aged monk walked towards him, more than a hundred archers from the Yuelun Army also entered the streets and alleys, and the sound of the bowstrings collapsing.
Ning Que's pupils shrank slightly. After practicing Haoranqi, he was not afraid of ordinary arrow shots, not to mention that he was still holding a big black umbrella in his hand. But he was worried about behind him.
More than a dozen Xiling Divine Guards gathered in formation again. As the middle-aged monk walked towards him, the archers around the streets gradually entered their respective shooting positions, and the atmosphere between the fields suddenly became extremely tense.
Ning Que took three steps back and stood in front of the remaining half-broken wall. After breaking out of the wall, he was always engaged in a high-speed battle. In the eyes of people, he was wearing a black academy uniform, just a black figure.
It was not until this time that he stood in front of the broken wall and was at absolute stillness that people could see clearly his current situation.
He carried a thin little girl on his back. He and the little girl had ropes tied tightly around their waists and thighs, and tied the bodies of the two people tightly together. I thought that no matter how they ran, they would not separate them.
Such an absolutely tight bundle can ensure that it will not affect his reaction and speed during combat.
Master Qimei, Xiling Divine Guard, as well as those ascetic monks and sabers from Yuelun Kingdom in the distance, looked at this scene and immediately guessed the true identity of the thin little girl, and she couldn't help but feel extremely complicated. Some people
Sighing and feeling, some people feel extremely frightened, while others are shocked and speechless.
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Ning Que held a big black umbrella in his left hand and a Park knife in his right hand. He looked at the middle-aged monk and Xiling Shenwei in front of him, calmly silent. Sangsang carried a black iron bow and a luggage tied around his waist, leaning against him.
His shoulders were also very calm. Although he was surrounded, there was no unnecessary emotion on his face.
The venue was quiet.
The calmness of Ning Que and Sangsang represents strength and means terrible. Whether it is the Seven Masters or the Xiling Divine Guards, they looked at the scene in front of them and subconsciously stopped, and no one dared to shoot an arrow.
The black academy wardrobe trembled slightly, and the chest under the academy wardrobe kept rising and falling. Ning Que did not make a sound of gasping. In fact, he was extremely tired. It was just a very short battle, but it made him feel like a fight.
He was so tired, especially the previous hostilities with Rock more than ten times, which made him show signs of weakness.
Luo Kedi's last golden sword slashed heavily on the big black umbrella. The handle of the umbrella hit his chest. It was painful all the time. What's even more troublesome is that he first picked up the middle-aged monk's seven fingers and then picked up the
More than ten golden swords, he had suffered internal injuries, and his hand holding the hilt was trembling slightly.
He let go of his right hand holding the hilt, and then clenched it again. In a very short time, he repeated this movement seven times to calm his mood at this moment and relieve fatigue on his wrists because the movement was too fast
, so it is impossible for the hilt of the knife to leave his palm, and no one even noticed this in the field.
While doing this action, he kept thinking very quickly how to get rid of the current predicament and the pursuit later, and how to get rid of the middle-aged monk in front of him?
Luo Kedi is undoubtedly a very terrifying enemy, and his strength is even above him. Fortunately, this person has been seriously injured. Even if he can survive, he will definitely not be able to have any combat power today.
But Ning Que knew that this did not mean that his strength had surpassed Luo Kedi. He just used the hole of the big black umbrella and used methods that no one could imagine to defeat the other. If he thought calmly enough,
You will understand that this is a tactical victory, not a comparison of strategic strength.
However, this middle-aged monk was even stronger and terrifying than Luo Kedi. Ning Que practiced Haoranqi and had a very fast body movement, but before attacking the other party, he failed to work with one sword, and his body movement could not gain the upper hand.
—What should I do if the middle-aged monk always follows him?
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(There were two serious mistakes in the previous chapters. I confused Daoshi's father and Wudao's father. In addition, there is another problem. After writing it today, I will correct it immediately, apologize solemnly, reflect deeply, and strive for it in the next chapter.
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