Nightfall Chapter 42: Take the light for a moment
Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 42: Borrowing Light for a Moment
The high-speed trembling buzzing sound kept ringing around the black carriage, and each buzzing sound represented a sharp flying sword. When Ning Que cut and flew a flying sword, the fallen knights confirmed that the thirteen master of the academy was extremely sensitive to the changes in the atmosphere of the world, and no matter how to hide the traces of the flying sword, he could not escape his eyes. They changed their tactics extremely resolutely and instantly, no longer trying to hide the traces of flying swords, but desperately outputting their thoughts, so that every flying sword could emit the greatest power.
However, for Ning Que, this kind of tactics has no meaning. After practicing awe-inspiring, his physical strength and strength are not comparable to ordinary practitioners. He wanders around the black carriage, occasionally As soon as the sword was shot, a blade of light appeared in the autumn rain around the body, and a flying sword was knocked into the air.
No one, let alone any sword, can enter a foot in front of him, and this is the powerful tactics of the sword sage Liu Bai mentioned by the master Yan Se back then.
Ning Que not only comprehend the truth of the place one foot in front of him, but also realized the sword intent of the sword master Liu Bai through the thin paper of Ye Hongyu. Now his sword skills are beyond the sharp and simple , There are many more majestic and irresistible powers, and the kind of sword intent that is of course extraordinarily subtle.
No one can get close to him. He can get close to others. The liquid in his body spins at a high speed, constantly releasing the awe-inspiring gas. He stepped into the muddy grass with his right foot and splashed. A large area of muddy water, and his people dragged out an afterimage in the air, and instantly came to a fallen knight.
With a puff, the blade in his hand pierced into the depth of the thigh of the fallen knight, and then pulled out like lightning. He turned around again, swept back more than ten feet, and returned to the black carriage again.
At this moment, a corrupt leader glanced at Ning Que.
Ning Que's face was pale, and he only felt that the sea of consciousness was turbulent, as if about to set off a huge wave, and then he realized that this depraved commander was actually a rare master.
There are not many people in the world with stronger thought power than Ning Que, especially after accepting the consciousness fragments of Master Liansheng before his death in the Demon Zongshan gate, they have become the innate nemesis of the teacher, even if it is suspended. The Taoist master of the temple could not defeat him in the spiritual world, let alone this person.
Ning Que glanced at the fallen leader.
He knew the powerful thought power in the sea, and directly obliterated the thought power that this person struck.
The degenerate commander's face suddenly paled, and he vomited with a wow, the food in his stomach was mixed with blood, and it sprayed out from his mouth and nose, looking extremely miserable.
During the battle, Ning Que's fascinating and unspeakable body skills have already shocked everyone in the field. The practice world recognizes that Master Nian must have an absolute advantage in the battle in the same realm, and he just watched With a glance at the fallen leader, that person suffered a severe backlash, and it shocked everyone, beyond imagination.
Ning Que really only has the cultivation realm of Dongxuan pinnacle.
But he possesses too many faculties, the awe-inspiring spirit of the young master, the sword intent of Liu Bai, the body of the powerful demon sect, the consciousness of Liansheng, plus the ability of Fudao inherited from Master Yan Se, Today, he has even exceeded the category of invincibility below Zhiming, and already has the strength that is close to Zhiming. (-<>-Net.)
In other words, even if facing an ordinary mastermind of fate, Ning Que would not have any fear, and was even 40% sure that he would be able to slash the opponent.
However, these fallen knights do have considerable strength, especially their cooperation in battle is extremely tacit. Regardless of body style, footsteps, and even breathing, they seem to follow the same frequency.
Fighting with these fallen knights is like fighting a person.
Whenever Ning Que seemed to kill a person with his superhuman body technique, flying swords always attacked from an extremely steep angle, and some even directly blocked them with their arms. In order to cover their companions, these were taken by the Xiling Temple The fallen knights who were convicted of sinners did not hesitate to live or die, as if they had a very high moral character.
For this reason, in just a few moments since the start of the war, Ning Que has wounded several people in a row. However, except for successfully wounding the fallen commander with thought power backlash, he failed to make any enemy's combat power disappear. .
Even so, Ning Que believes that he can kill all of these people, or consume them all, including the powerful peak of the Cave Profound Realm, as long as there is enough time. However, he knew better that he was actually fighting with that person at this time, and that person had not shot yet.
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Long Qing shot.
A black peach blossom grew out of his hand.
A pure black invisible Taoist sword emerged from the black peach blossom.
The black Taoist sword is suspended in front of the Red Lotus Temple like a ghost.
A sense of death gradually spread from the sword.
Sensed the meaning of this dying, the spirits of those fallen knights were refreshed, as if they were infused with fresh power. Flying swords were densely woven like streams of light, and immediately sealed Ning Que into the tiny area in front of the black carriage. .
Ning Que also sensed the meaning of this dying. For some reason, he felt a trembling cold feeling deep in his heart. He always felt that something terrible was about to happen, and his body became exhausted.
In fact, Long Qing had already made a move a long time ago.
While Ning Que shot the seventh iron arrow, he flicked his robes, turning countless autumn rains into stone waterfalls, and blasted towards the black carriage. Those faintly black raindrops, some of them avoided the **** umbrella. Fell into the carriage.
Fell on Sangsang.
At this time, Sangsang's pale and haggard cheeks were strangely flushed, seeming to be extremely hot. She was coughing more and more severely, and she seemed to see dots of blood on her coat.
Sangsang knew he was poisoned.
Although she doesn't know how she was poisoned.
She knew that if she forced a magic spell at this time, no one knew what would happen.
However, feeling the horrible breath of death coming in through the car panel, through the car window watching Ning Que struggling under the siege of the mad tiger-like fallen knights, she knew she had nothing select.
Sangsang supported the wall of the carriage, stood up with difficulty, opened the skylight, and then held the **** umbrella in both hands and opened it to the autumn rain that kept falling on the sky.
She opened up a bright light.
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The holy Haotian divine radiance illuminates the gloomy rainy sky, and illuminates the grass in front of the Red Lotus Temple very clearly, as if the rain stopped at this moment and the scorching sun returned to the world.
Sangsang was on the roof of the car, holding a **** umbrella in both hands, countless milky brilliance leaped out of her body, and then sprinkled across the green hills through the **** umbrella.
Because of the closeness hidden in the deepest heart, the fallen knights have awakened from the breath of dying. Seeing the familiar and awesome brilliance, some people think of the girl in the maid’s costume. Identity, the eyes could not help showing fear and despair.
They have served Haotian in the Xiling Temple for decades, and their respect and devotion to Haotian have long been deeply rooted. Facing the bright future of the temple, facing the most peaceful and solemn Haotian divine glory they have seen in their lives, How can we not be afraid?
Since the fall, they have willingly dedicated their souls to Pluto in search of survival and strength. They failed to produce much resistance to Haotian Divine Hui, but made them even more fearful!
The faces of the fallen knights were shining brightly, and the expressions on everyone's faces were extremely complicated, a little confused, some regretful, some fear, and some even covered their faces and wept in despair.
Longqing's situation is relatively better.
His belief in Haotian is more profound, but it is easier to temporarily erase it on the spiritual level. However, the black sword that he drew from his natal peach blossom, because of its innate aura of darkness and darkness, has become Sangsang's Haotian Divine Radiance was the primary target of attack.
The pure black invisible Taoist sword uttered a painful groan, accompanied by a light sneer, and bursts of blue smoke appeared on the sword, as if it was about to melt into the bright world in the next moment.
Long Qing snorted in pain, his burnt face was pale, and blue smoke began to appear from his charred body. The wounds cut by iron arrows began to bleed again.
He retracted the black sword, and ignoring the blood flowing on his body, he headed towards the black carriage, because he found that if he wanted to kill Ning Que, he had to kill the little maid first.
For Long Qing and the fallen knights, fortunately, the Haotian divine brilliance in front of the ruined temple today is not as rich and lasting as the Haotian divine brilliance by the Yanming Lake that night.
It seemed a long time, but in an instant, the Haotian divine radiance on Sangsang's body was extinguished, and the cold autumn rain re-ruled the world, as dark as dusk and morning.
She looked down at the faint shadow on the grass under the car and lowered her head.
She has not recovered from a serious illness and has been infected with a strange poison. Today, there is no way to transport the Haotian divine brilliance in Ning Que's body. She has done everything she can do.
She was pale, passed out, and fell into the carriage.
The **** umbrella left her hand, floated into the puddle next to the car, and swayed gently.
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The holy Haotian divine glory, even if it only illuminates the world for a moment, it is still bright.
In the absolute light at that moment, Ning Que turned into a very faint shadow, sliding on the grass at high speed, and the blade quietly wiped the fallen knights who were dumbfounded.
After that, he did not hesitate to squeeze out the last thought power, aroused all the talisman in his arms, turned into countless walls of fire, wind and snow, and blocked Long Qing outside the black carriage.
Sangsang has been with the **** umbrella since she was a child, and she was reluctant to let go even if she slept. At this time, the **** umbrella left her hand, which only proves that Sangsang's situation is very critical.
The autumn rain fell again, and the fallen knights also fell to the ground.
A scary wound appeared on their neck or between their chest and abdomen.
The moment the light descended and then left, two fallen leaders and five fallen knights were killed by Ning Que, and the rest of the people who were still alive were also seriously injured and unable to stand up for a while.
The situation between the courts suddenly changed.
The only people who can stand now are Ning Que and Long Qing.
After a series of **** battles, Ning Que's energy was exhausted, his aura was exhausted, the talisman was used up, the arrow box was empty, and he really reached the low step of the end of the mountain and water. He moved with difficulty to the black carriage, leaning against the wall, and silently He lowered his head and breathed heavily in exhaustion. Every breath seemed so painful.
The Zimo Kei sat on the grass with blood all over his body. He looked at Ning Que, who was standing leaning on the car, with a look of awe in his eyes. He couldn’t understand that this person was clearly only the pinnacle of Dongxuan, but How can he compete with Master Sizu and his own so many masters so far, how did he do it?
"Give up."
Zimo looked at him and said with a trembling, "Let your powerful soul follow the adults and open a new chapter for this world, so that you can also pass on your thirteenth name to thousands of generations."
Ning Que leaned on the carriage wearily and did not answer his words.
Long Qing looked up at the sky, the cold autumn rain entered his eyes, slightly wet.
His hands trembled slightly, knowing that he had finally won the most important victory in his life.
"Now you can always admit defeat."
Long Qing retracted his gaze, looked at Ning Que and said calmly.
Ning Que still held the handle of the Pu knife, staring at the water splashing in the puddle in front of her feet, and said tiredly: "The teacher said this is my story, and I can only write it by myself. Since it's the story I wrote, you can't naturally become the hero in the story, so I don't understand why I lost."
Long Qing said: "This world is big, everyone has their own story, you have it, and I have it too, but unfortunately, today this story is mine, and I am the protagonist."
Ning Que was silent. He knew that Long Qing was right... He had exhausted his means, but still couldn't change the situation of the battle. The most important thing was that Sangsang was unconscious now.
Long Qing asked: "Do you have any last words to confess?"
Ning Que raised his head, looked at the cold Qiu Yu, and suddenly shouted: "Teacher! Big brother! Sangsang and I are dying! Come and save me!"
The expression on Long Qing's face is very funny, he suddenly felt that Ning Que was a very funny person.
No one responded to Ning Que's cry. Qingshan was lonely. Just as the Master had repeated countless times, there may be people who know by birth in this world, but there are no people who know everything.
"I just try it, don't you mind?"
Ning Que looked at Long Qing and said with a hard smile.
Long Qing said: "Don't mind."
Ning Que threw away the Pudao in his hand, watching him suddenly said seriously, "I have a last word."
Long Qing said: "You said it."
Ning Que looked into his eyes and said, "Let my little maid live."
Long Qing said calmly after a moment of silence: "I'm sorry, I can't do it."
"Why?"
"Because she will avenge you."
"Are you afraid of her?"
"No one dares to despise a bright future priest."
Long Qing looked at him with a smile and said: "And a bright priest in the future, it must taste good, it will bring me unimaginable benefits, and may even be as good as you."
Ning Que squinted slightly, and said after a while: "I don't understand what you are saying."
Long Qing explained patiently: "From the book of heaven, I have learned a technique that can swallow all the cultivation bases of the practitioner's mind, divine power, and experience consciousness for his own use. It is said that this technique It is derived from the infamous gluttonous glutton of the Demon Sect, but it is not so **** and does not need to eat people like a beast."
The reason why he explained so clearly is because he wanted to see emotions like despair, anger, resentment, unwillingness, and madness from Ning Que’s face, because this person had brought him these emotions, so he always Thinking, if you can return all this to the other party, it will be a very beautiful thing.
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(Now I’m in a good state, I’ve been promoted to the legend, but I have been in a manic state several times. This is four thousand words. The next chapter shouldn’t be too late. I don’t care about that much, first Let’s talk crazy, there will be no updates tomorrow, so let me go and die.)
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