Nightfall Chapter 99: Feast (Part 1)

The cloud is deep and the fog is heavy, I only hear the sound, but not see the person. It is a good time for heart-to-heart conversation, reviewing life, and feeling each other. Not to mention that I have lost my grievances. At least I should cherish each other, some with a literary atmosphere. Hush for a while, and then get dressed, face each other with swords, and complete a lifelong fight with an equal attitude.

Who would have thought that Ning Que suddenly shot, the shot is the strongest iron arrow, at such a wonderful moment, using the most shameless sneak attack method, if there are audiences, I will be amazed by his shamelessness.

A light buzzing sound came from the steady strings of the iron bow. The iron arrow pierced through the air and disappeared in a flash. The river hidden in the clouds rushed and a clear and terrifying arrow hole appeared between the clouds.

Before the arrow hole was on the opposite bank, there was no one, and no sound was heard. The iron arrow flew directly over the shallow hills on the opposite bank, flew to the extreme far place, or fell into the storm sea.

Ning Que calmly can even say that the cold-blooded sneak attack has no gain, because his enemy today is the person who knows him best. Knowing his shamelessness and coldness will certainly not give him this opportunity.

It's just that there are still some puzzles. Long Qing had been talking there, and Ning Que had been staring at the beginning of the voice. How could he determine when Ning Que would shoot his arrow and avoid it in advance?

The arrow hole gradually disappeared, and the entrapped heaven and earth vitality dispersed in all directions, and countless flocculent breeze was swept away. When the flocculent breeze merged in one place, it became a violent stream, and the clouds gradually dispersed in the whistling sound.

Looking at the opposite bank that gradually became clear, Ning Que's expression became very solemn.

Many people appeared on the other side of the river, densely packed like ghosts hidden among the rocks. There was a powerful aura from these people, their eyes were dark and cold, and hundreds of eyes looked at him coldly, the picture was extremely strange and terrifying.

These strong practitioners who followed Long Qing are like wolves who have been hungry for many years.

Ning Que saw Long Qing.

The man who had quietly said dissatisfaction a moment ago and made everyone think that he would seek a fair battle with Ning Que. At this time, he is standing at the back of hundreds of strong practitioners, very cautious. , Extremely dangerous, just like the breath coming out of him, giving people an indescribable complex feeling.

The iron arrow fell through, but it seemed like a signal. The battle began.

Hundreds of strong practitioners. Amidst the sound of a trembling killing, he rushed into the turbulent raging river. The water in the upper reaches of the river was not deep, just knee-less. For a time. Water splashes randomly. The momentum is extremely shocking.

Ning Que didn't draw out the iron knife, but held one end of the iron bow and waited silently.

Of course, the fastest coming is Feijian. Several Dao swords shone with splendor, breaking through the slightly cold air and residual mist, and stabbing him into his body with the sneer.

Ning Que didn’t look at these Taoist swords, but just stared at Long Qing, who was gradually retreating to the depths of the mountains and forests. When those Taoist swords left a few bright marks on his eye pupils, he didn’t either. Blink.

Several swords pierced his body almost indiscriminately.

Several clicks and weird sounds sounded on the shore.

The sound was very loud, and even for a moment, it covered the sound of the raging river. The sound was like a child holding a blunt knife trying to scrab a latin pig's feet that had been smoked for ten years. , But could only watch the blade sliding across the tough surface in vain, leaving no trace.

The sharp sword cannot pierce his skin at all.

In an instant contact, Ning Que burned the connection between these swords and the sword master with Haotian Shenhui. Accompanied by those weird sounds, the Dao Sword bends and then falls to the ground like scrap iron.

He walked forward and suddenly saw that the end of the valley after the fog had dispersed was a cliff, and under the cliff was a sea of ​​blue waists. He looked very familiar, as if he had been there before—yes, He had been there before, and it was the place where he and the Moshan Mountain and Mochi Garden girls met for the first time.

He suddenly missed her a little.

Since Sangsang left the world, he hasn't thought about her and the other girls in the world for a long time, but at this moment after the cloud disappeared and the green lake appeared, he suddenly thought a little.

He doesn't understand why himself.

Or because he is not sure to defeat Long Qing, even if he leaves the river bank? Although bones can be buried everywhere in Qingshan, if you die here, it is not bad, so I can review it a bit.

Those strong practitioners who stepped on the river to attack are all true masters of Taoism. They have followed Long Qing to fight in the Eastern Desolation Yan Kingdom for many years. Their fighting spirit and aspirations are all unusual. At this time, I saw Ning Que's body as solid as steel. He was able to completely ignore the Dao Sword's cutting, did not give them any fear, and did not slow down their pace for a moment.

The angry river was shattered by footsteps. Hundreds of powerful Daoist men came from the other side to this shore. They recalled the Dao Sword flying in the air, clenching tightly in their hands, and piercing Ning Que's body.

This is the principle Ke Haoran and Liu Bai taught to all practitioners in the world-the closer the natal sword is to yourself, the better, so that the connection is really close. Keep yourself as close to the enemy as possible, so that you can ignore all defenses.

A middle-aged man in leather armor, holding a sword, leaped into the air in front of Ning Que with an expression of indifference. The air has no time to make a sound.

This sword is interesting, very powerful.

No matter how powerful Ning Que is, it is impossible to completely ignore such a sword.

He looked at the middle-aged man and felt a little familiar. He remembered that this was the cavalry commander who Ye Hongyu expelled from the ruling temple in the past, and it was also one of the so-called depraved commanders who were feared later.

Ning Que directly raised the iron bow, clenched the bow arm with his left hand, and dropped his right hand on the string like flowing water. With a random pull, there was a soft buzzing sound, and the bowstring flicked back into place.

The cavalry leader is puzzled, because there are no arrows on the iron bow, how to kill?

The next moment, the face of the Cavalry Commander became extremely pale, and a bright light flashed in his gloomy eyes. In the violent shout, the sword returned to protect him, because he felt the killing intent.

There are no arrows on the strings of the iron bow, but it has a killing intent.

Ning Que loosened the string, and with a fierce killing intent, he broke through the air.

With a light chuckle, a clear etch mark appeared on the sword in the hand of the cavalry commander, which broke with a snap, and then, a thin blood line appeared on his wrist.

As if the ripe fruit broke off the branch, the hand of the cavalry leader fell to the ground.

Ning Que raised the iron bow, smashed a cultivator who had attacked from the side to the ground, and without stopping, he drew the bowstring again, leading the cavalry to loosen the string against the cavalry who had just landed.

There was a soft buzz, and someone was playing the piano.

An extra blood line appeared on the cavalry commander.

The blood line was drawn from the left shoulder to the bottom of the ribs. It was extremely deep.

The next moment, his upper body slipped from the lower body, like a falling mountain.

At this moment, there was a moment of silence on both sides of the violent river.

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