Nightfall Chapter 8: Before breaking the wall, tie you up

The wooden door of the small courtyard shattered, the wall broke into smoke, the knife broke through the monk’s clothes, and the sword was smashed several times. Time seemed to have passed for a long time, but it was actually very short. Luo Kedi was holding his **** throat, madly mad When they retired, the eighteen Xiling guards had just rushed to the broken wall, and they shouted in anger and slashed at Ning Que.

Xiling Shenwei is the direct guard of the sect, which is much higher than the strength of ordinary shrine cavalry. If placed in a general practice school, they are absolute masters. The swords in their hands are long and straight. Engraved with intricate runes, each swing of the sword can stimulate the vibration of the rune and increase the strength, also known as the long sword bestowed by the gods.

The eighteen long swords bestowed by gods fell on Ning Que's body like a gust of wind and rain, coming in all directions. Although Ning Que was holding the **** umbrella, although it could block these knives, it could not cover its direction.

Fortunately, in addition to the **** umbrella in his hand, he also has a Pudao. He pulled the Pudao back from the hole in the black umbrella. He held the umbrella in one hand and the knife in the other, and swung it into the wind and the rain. .

Papa Puff, the black umbrella Pak knife and the eighteen god-given long knives hit continuously in the air, and there was a crisp or dull sound, and then there was a very complicated sound in the field, with metal breaking The sound, there is the scream of sharp objects breaking through the air, the ripping sound of the blade cutting the flesh and blood, and the muffled sound of enduring pain.

Four god-given long knives broke from it, and the three Xiling **** guards had **** mouths on their chests and abdomen, and their footsteps retreated wildly. Ning Que's hand holding the black umbrella cracked slightly, and there were two more lengths on his left leg The long wound, the god-given long sword with amulets attached to it is extremely sharp, his body is so strong, there is no way to completely block it.

The sharp tip of the broken god-given long knife sputtered towards the streets and alleys outside the courtyard. A dervishe who had just arrived in the Xuankong Temple was shot into the shoulder by a broken knife, his face pale. Fell to the ground.

There was also a broken knife shot at the middle-aged monk. He stretched out two fingers, like picking a falling flower in the air, holding the broken knife calmly and freely, and then walked towards Ning Que. The monk's clothes on his body have long been torn. His whole body was stained with blood and looked extremely miserable, but his expression was very calm.

It is shocking that the two deep cuts on the back and groin of the monk no longer bleed. Although there are still holes on the skin, the muscles on both sides of the wound are squeezed in one place. Slowly twisting, seems to be healing. Except for his face a little pale. There is no trace of injury at all!

Ning Que guessed that the monk must have the means, but did not expect the means to be so wonderful, forcibly compressing the muscles to stop the injury. It is shocking, but it can be imagined, but in the wound in the monk's groin. There are at least a few broken blood vessels. How can he let those blood vessels grow together again?

What made him more vigilant and uneasy was that at the same time that the middle-aged monk approached him, more than a hundred archers from the Moon Nation Army also entered the streets and could clearly hear the bowstrings collapsed. sound.

Ning Que's pupils shrank slightly. After practicing awe-inspiring, he was not very afraid of ordinary arrow shooting, not to mention that he still held a **** umbrella in his hand. But he was worried about behind him.

A dozen of Xiling guards assembled again. Following the middle-aged monk approaching him, the archers around the streets gradually entered their shooting positions, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense. .

Ning Que stepped back three steps and stood in front of the remaining half-broken wall. After breaking the wall. He has been engaged in high-speed battles. In people's eyes, he was just a black figure wearing a black college uniform, until then he stood in front of the broken wall. Only in absolute stillness can people see his current situation clearly.

He carried a thin little **** his back. He and the little girl’s waist and thighs are tightly tied with ropes, and the bodies of the two people are tightly tied together. No matter how you run, they won’t be separated. But such an absolute tight tie can still Ensure that it will not affect his reaction and speed in battle.

The seven masters and the gods of Xiling, as well as the ascetic monks and the archers of the Moon Kingdom in the distance, looked at this scene, immediately guessed the real identity of the thin girl, and could not help but give birth to extremely complicated feelings. Some people sighed with emotion, some were terrified, and some were shocked and speechless.

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Ning Que held a **** umbrella in his left hand and a Pu knife in his right. He looked at the middle-aged monk and the **** guard of Xiling in front of him, calmly and silently, Sangsang carrying a black iron bow and a suitcase tied around his waist. Leaning on his shoulders, the expression is also very calm. Although they are heavily besieged, there is no extra emotion on the faces of the two people.

The room is quiet.

The calmness of Ning Que and Sangsang means being strong and terrifying. Regardless of the seven masters, or those Xiling guards, watching the picture in front of them, subconsciously stopped, and no one dared to shoot arrows.

The black college uniform trembled slightly, and the chest under the uniform kept rising and falling. Ning Que did not make a gasping sound. In fact, he was exhausted to the extreme. It was just a very short battle, but it made him feel like fighting. Tired all day, especially the previous collisions with Rock's enemy more than ten times, is even more signs of fatigue.

Luo Kedi’s last golden sword slashed heavily on the **** umbrella. The handle of the umbrella was frustrated and hit his chest. There was always a severe pain. What’s more troublesome was that he took the middle-aged monk’s seven fingers first. , And took more than ten golden swords. He had already suffered internal injuries. At this time, the hand holding the hilt was trembling slightly.

He released the right hand holding the handle of the knife, and then clenched it again. In a very short period of time, he repeated this action seven times to calm his mood at this time and relieve the fatigue in his wrist, because The movement was too fast, so the hilt could not leave his palm at all, and no one even noticed this in the field.

While doing this action, he kept thinking very fast, how can he get rid of the current predicament and the chase later, how can he get rid of the middle-aged monk in front of him?

Rokedi is undoubtedly a terrifying enemy, and his power is even higher than him. Fortunately, this person has already received extremely serious injuries. Even if he can survive, he will definitely not be able to fight anymore today.

But Ning Que knows that this does not mean that his strength has surpassed Rock's enemy. He just uses the hole in the **** umbrella to defeat the opponent in a way that no one can imagine. If he is calm enough If you think about it, you will understand that this is a tactical victory, not a comparison of strategic strength.

And this middle-aged monk is more powerful and terrifying than Luo Kedi-after Ning Que practiced awe-inspiring, his body skills are very fast, but the previous sneak attack on the other party did not work, and his body skills could not be accounted for. To the upper hand-if this middle-aged monk always pursues himself, what should he do?

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(There are two serious mistakes in the first few chapters. I confuse Daoshi's father and Wudao's father. Besides, there is another problem. After I finish writing today, I will correct it immediately, apologize, and reflect deeply. One chapter strives to come out before twelve o’clock.) {Piaotian Literature www.piaotian.com Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}