Nightfall Chapter 86: A little bit of air

Countless pairs of eyes, watching the big dark horse smash into the enemy camp like lightning, and then go straight into Yangzhou like a light smoke. Those people include the Tang army, the great figures of the lords in the city, and the dead in the Fuchun River, Bridge Many of the dead hanging on the tree died but refused to look at them until they saw Ning Que, and finally closed their eyes.

Behind the city gate of Yangzhou is a long and straight road. The big dark horse ran south and went for a few miles in an instant. The sound of the hoof gradually slowed down. It was Ning Que who was preparing to do something to the dead in Qinghe County. Answer.

In the middle of the street hundreds of meters away, there is a huge god, whose veil is blowing in the warm evening spring breeze, faintly revealing the face of the young priest in the deepest place, still calm, with an innocent and cruel smile .

"So anxious, it seems that the wind and thunder are overwhelming, but I feel that I have lost the demeanor of a college."

Yokogi Lito looked at him and said.

Ning Que rolled over and got off the horse, without answering, his right hand reached behind his shoulder, holding the handle of the knife, and walking towards the gods.

Here is a few hundred feet away from the god, and it takes a thousand steps to walk slowly.

"According to your fighting style, you have never given your opponent too long preparation time. To whom do you leave these thousand steps? Leave it to yourself? It seems that you also know how this battle will develop. "

Hengmu Liren smiled with satisfaction, and said: "On the wasteland, it is not surprising that you easily defeated Ah Da, because the talisman is inherently invincible. What's more, you have the academy skills, plus the practice of magic. This is one of the most powerful people in the spiritual world. Unfortunately... none of this makes sense to me."

While speaking, Ning Que had already taken dozens of steps forward.

Hengmu Liren's smile gradually converged. Staring at his approaching figure, there was a frightening flash between his immature eyebrows. The cold voice said: "The talisman is invincible in the same realm? The **** rune masters below the fifth stage are naturally undefeated? Even so, what about it? You should know very well that I have already crossed the threshold of the five realms. How can you win me?"

Ning Que still did not speak, holding the handle of the knife, and walking forward silently and seriously.

Hengmu Liren did not feel contemptible because of his silence. On the contrary, his expression became more solemn. He leaned forward slightly, then sat up slowly, and said solemnly, "Of course, I admit that you are already strong enough. In today's battle, no matter who wins or loses, it is like the battle of Qingxia back then. It will be shaken. The whole world will be written in history books, so I am very grateful for your presence."

Ning Que is strong enough to bring out his power.

His gratitude still reveals absolute confidence.

Ning Que didn't think so.

Today’s battle on Chang Street in Yangzhou, he felt there was no similarity to the battle of Qingxia back then. He might barely be able to match the second brother at the time, but Hengmu is not qualified to be compared with Liu Bai.

Hengmu Liren is a gift left by Haotian to the world. He even thinks he is Haotian's biological son, so what? Liu Bai is the number one strong man in the world who dared to draw a sword from Haotian, that is the real strong man.

Ning Que remained silent. Hengmu Liren finally felt a little unhappy, with a solemn expression. With a little more anger, he thought that between himself and a peerless powerhouse like Ning Que, there was always a sense of sympathy, but Ning Que still refused to answer his own words, which made him feel a little ignored.

"You are confident that you can defeat me?"

He looked at Ning Que mockingly.

"No."

Ning Que finally spoke. He looked at the **** and said calmly: "Before every battle begins, I will never have the absolute certainty of defeating the opponent, even if the opponent is a baby who can't practice. Mentality, only people like me and Ye Hongyu understand, so you will never defeat people like us."

Hengmu Liren was silent for a moment, and said: "Is this... a person born to fight?"

Ning Que was still a hundred meters away from the gods at this time. He held the handle of the knife, his five fingers loosened and then tightened suddenly.

Hengmu Liren raised his head and stared at his face, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said, "So, people like you, do you know why you fight?"

Ning Que raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not answer because it made no sense.

Hengmu Liren stood up slowly, the veil around the **** was moving without wind, exposing his body, and he was wearing a blue suit, with a quiet and powerful breath.

A distant voice echoed throughout the city of Yangzhou, proud and sure.

"I am the son of Haotian, I love this world deeply, I fight for this world, fight for Haotian, so I will win eternal victory!"

After hearing this, Ning Que suddenly released the handle of the knife, rolled up the sleeves of the black uniform, and said, "Although I don't like this coincidence, I must admit that I have been fighting for her. "

When the voice fell, he was in front of the gods.

The veil of Wanzhong's mantle was suddenly blown by the wind, and then torn into countless pieces by the wind. The pieces were just emerging and failed to form a dancing shape. He broke in and stood in front of Hengmu Liren.

It wasn't until this time that the bluestone slabs on the long street shattered in pieces, and smoke and dust were tiny, and then the wind whistled. With unimaginable power and unimaginable speed, he was violent to the extreme.

Ning Que looked at Hengmu Liren.

In fact, this was the first time he and Liren Yokogi met. Except for the meeting with an iron arrow, he naturally wouldn't say hello. He didn't even see the appearance of this Daoist boy clearly, so he punched him.

His fist is as heavy as Minshan. If it is implemented, even the sky will be cracked. No matter how strong Hengmu Liren is, he can only accept a disastrous ending.

The fist wind hit, Hengmu Liren's immature face just showed a look of astonishment. He attached great importance to Ning Que, but he still did not expect that the other party came so quickly and so violently.

Yes, what Ning Que has to do is to attack, and use his extremely rich combat experience to bully this Taoist boy who has a powerful realm but doesn't know what fighting is.

So he abandoned the knife and chose the fist. Only his body can control it so perfectly, can he exert absolute speed, and be able to end those changes before all the changes.

Ning Que believed it. What else could Hengmu Liren do in the last moment, but he has absolutely no way to apocalypse. Then he couldn't resist his fist, his fist was really as big as a sand bowl.

A loud bang broke out in the streets of Yangzhou City. It was countless times more terrifying than the power of Hengmu Liren who spoke like a spring thunder. The shreds of veil around the gods shot around like arrows.

Hengmu Liren looked down at his chest, with a mocking smile on the corners of his lips, his body was already covered by an extremely thin and calm light. He stretched his hands and pointed at the sky.

Ning Que's fist failed to knock him down, and even failed to really touch his body. The thin layer of clear light sank slightly, like an indestructible armor, blocking the infinite power!

Two groups of pure Haotian divine flames are burning in his palm! A majestic force. Coming from the sky, and being constantly poured into his body, this is the apocalypse!

Ning Que didn't expect to use continuous silence as a foreshadowing, and a knife handle as a prerequisite. The fist that exerts absolute speed and strength can be blocked by Liren Yokogi.

Because he didn't expect Yokogi Liren to be able to apocalypse in such a short time.

He had fought with the powerhouses of the Apocalypse Realm, and he had heard Sangsang talk about the picture of Wei Guangming's Apocalypse before his death. The speed of Hengmu Liren has surpassed Wei Guangming and Xiong Chumo. It's almost as if the difference between the observers in the city of Chang'an at that time, what kind of state is this?

Hengmu Liren looked up and looked at him with a smile, like a clown, a dead man.

The five realms are the very high threshold of the Tao. The two worlds are inside and outside the threshold. Apocalypse is the highest realm above the five realms. Ning Que is still below the fifth realm. At this time, Hengmu is already apocalyptic. How can he overcome it?

"Or, you can try that talisman."

Hengmu Liren looked at him with the expression in his eyes, and his expression still seemed to be not a smile—Ning Que once wrote that unimaginable talisman in the city of Chang'an, but he definitely couldn't write it in the city of Yangzhou, because Those people who were willing to kill the enemy with him were killed and hung on the bridge and tree.

Ning Que made a lot of preparations for today's battle.

Why is it not like that?

At this moment, several mournful cicadas suddenly sounded at the end of the long street.

Hengmu Liren's expression is slightly cold.

Ning Que's expression remained unchanged. He knew that Senior Sister hadn't come. It was the real cicada, welcoming the Queen's arrival. It was him who wanted to defeat Hengmu Liren, and it must be himself.

In the past, he used the entire Chang'an City to write that talisman and finally defeated the master. Later, he was in Taoshan during the Light Festival, and he shot Xiong Chumo into waste with Sangsang's power.

Now that he has left Chang'an City, whether Sangsang goes to the Kingdom of God or hides somewhere in the world, but is not by his side, then how can he defeat Hengmu, an apocalyptic powerhouse?

Time, actually only a moment has passed.

Ning Que's fist still stayed on Hengmu Liren's chest.

He suddenly loosened his fist, spreading his palms like a vertical man.

This is not Taoshan, and Haotian's majestic power has not been poured into his body.

Suddenly a drop of crystal clear liquid appeared in his palm.

The liquid was clear and clear, but thick and dense, it melted into the wind and turned into a little gas.

A little breath.

Haoran Qi began to burn violently in his palm, exuding infinite light and heat, and it looked no different from the blazing Haotian Divine Hui in the palm of Hengmu Liren.

This picture looks a little weird.

With a snap, Ning Que slapped Hengmu Liren's chest with his palm back!

Different from the previous situation, the thin and clear light covering Hengmu Liren's body seemed to think that Haoran Qi was the same divine radiance, and did not do anything to stop it.

The burning awe-inspiring air just poured into Hengmu's body.

How to defeat the strong in the Apocalypse Realm? The method used by Master Yan Se is to split the space so that Haotian’s majestic power cannot completely fall into the body of the surgeon. Yu Lian uses the method to separate the world, incorporate the other party into his own world, and isolate the other party from Haotian. Ning Que couldn't do these connections, so he could only consider other methods.

After retreating in the cliff cave and completely inheriting the mantle of the little teacher, he has been thinking about a problem. Since Haoran Qi is so similar to Haotian Shenhui, if you don’t think about religious and divine issues, these two energies Could it be exactly the same thing? Apocalypse accepts Haotian's divine power, so there is a certain limit on the range of the caster. If someone reinjects more divine power, will it make it difficult for the other party to bear the burden?

This is his method.

Hengmu Liren Tianqi, his body is full of majestic Haotian divine glory. He can't stop this process, but he can pour a spoonful of oil on the fire, and rain in the river that overflows the embankment—he believes he can The divine brilliance in Hengmu Liren's body has exceeded the order of magnitude that caused the qualitative change.

A little awe-inspiring? That was the cultivation base he had worked hard day and night for several years. It seemed a little, but in fact it was almost infinite.

Ning Que's face became extremely pale after patted back with his palm, and even his cheeks seemed to have become thinner a lot. One can imagine how much power he lost at this moment.

Hengmu Liren's face also turned white, but it was not weak pale, but a kind of holy white, more like a jade feeling. In sharp contrast, his pupils Already occupying the entire eye socket, pure and dark, extremely sacred, but faintly painful.

This process only lasted a short time.

A masterpiece of smoke and dust on the Long Street, and the heaven and earth vitality above Yangzhou City and beyond shaken uneasy, attracting countless flying clouds into chaos, the gods can no longer support them, and instantly turn into ashes.

As if the terrifying hurricane on the sea of ​​storm east of Song Kingdom suddenly came here, the world became extremely dim, the howling sound was like a ghost crying, and the nearby houses were all turned into ruins!

The smoke gradually settled.

Hengmu Liren stood on the spot, his robes in tatters, scorching heat exuded from the cracks, and the breath between his mouth and nose was extremely dry, as if he was about to fall, but in the end he did not fall.

"Stupid humans."

He looked at Ning Que, with a cold and contemptuous expression: "This is how you came up to kill me? Shenhui is Haotian's strength and will, an uncountable existence, vast as the sea , Where do you go to create a piece of the sea again? Infinite double or infinite, how can you fill the dike?"

After saying this, he blasted Ning Que with a punch, hitting the blazing Haotian divine glory, dragging a bright, even stinging flame on the dim street.

There was a loud bang.

Ning Que flew backwards, and half of the houses in the street were destroyed.

Quiet, no sound.

Hengmu Liren retracted his fist and looked at the divine flame above, very satisfied with his strength.

However, across the long street, a small sound suddenly sounded.

That was someone pushing away the wooden beams and gravel.

Hengmu Liren squinted slightly and looked at that place, a little surprised and puzzled.

Ning Que stood up in the ruins, covered in blood, and he did not know how many bones he had broken. Hengmu's fist blasted a terrifying wound on his chest, and he could even see his heart faintly.

With such a severe injury, most people have died long ago.

No matter how strong the will is, he cannot stand.

He stood still, his expression unchanged.

"It seems that the methods in the story are really not working."

He wiped the blood off his face, looked at the man on the other side of the street and said: "Then I have to try the new method, or it is not easy to use, but it may also work."

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(The story that Ning Que read is called Qing Yunian. The method is Qing Emperor's method to deal with Kuhe. The new method he learned is the method he learned a few days ago. The other chapter names don’t want to use Xiayangzhou because it’s not beautiful. So I decided to use a bit of awe-inspiring air, tomorrow with fireworks in March, and the day after tomorrow with a thousand miles of wind.)