Nightfall Chapter 284: Meet the iron flower and iron arrow
Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 284, Meeting with Iron Flower and Iron Arrow
The iron arrow was in Xiahou's hand, and it continued to move forward toward his chest, before piercing his body. (《》)
Xiahou's eyes suddenly brightened, like stars.
Only a roar was heard, and the sparks caused by the friction between the iron arrow and his palm were instantly extinguished, and the strong wind was blowing on the lake bank, the cold willows were all broken, and the snow danced wildly.
With the shock of terror, Xiahou's body swept backwards.
His feet stepped on the bank like iron pillars, and he had ploughed two extremely deep ravines. If the Yanming Lake had not been frozen, the lake water would have poured in.
The clusters of iron arrows pierced the heaven and earth vitality layer on his body, pierced the clothes and skin, leaving a wound that was not deep, and a drop of blood slowly leaked out.
Xiahou raised his head and looked towards the south bank of Yanming Lake, his dark iron face turned pale, and then he began to cough, blood overflowing from the corners of his lips.
Above the ice lake on a snowy night, there is an empty passage with no snow in it. Until this time, the snow fell back in, and then was twisted into pieces by the afterglow of the arrow road.
This is the arrow path.
The other end of the arrow path is on the cliff on the south bank of Yanming Lake.
Xiahou finally determined the location of Ning Que.
He looked there blankly, a powerful breath released from his body, and snow and dust danced wildly, forming a circle among the shaky cold willows.
Immediately afterwards, the ground on which he stood on his feet sank suddenly, forming a perfect circle with a length. With the terrifying counter-shock force, his body disappeared on the lake bank, leaving only the wind dazzling.
A few pieces of snow fell. ""
Xiahou left the lake bank and started running towards the south bank of the lake.
His feet stomped heavily on the lake.
The Yanming Lake is extremely frozen, and even if it bears the impact of his body and the high speed, it is still not broken, but whenever he steps on it, several inconspicuous cracks will appear.
Under the hard ice of the lake is water. Feeling the weight of a mountain on the ice, it begins to vibrate and make a dull and strange sound.
It's like drumsticks beating heavily on a war drum, making a dull sound.
This winter lake is his drum of war.
He doesn't hit the drums very often, but every drop is so powerful.
Xiahou's running pace is not fast, but every step seems to cross a river.
But in an instant, his figure appeared on the frozen Yanming Lake.
If someone can ignore the shelter of the night, they may be able to see the afterimage on the snow lake.
A man at the pinnacle of martial arts possesses absolute power. When he transforms power into speed, it is difficult to describe the terrible degree with words or comparison.
The night breeze on Xuehu is definitely not as fast, and Luxue is not even as fast. Even though Ning Que’s talisman arrow is faster, there is no way to hit such a fast target.
On the battlefield, this is a very simple truth.
Xiahou and Ning Que have both experienced battles, and they know this truth very well.
Since learning about Ning Que’s hostility towards him, Xiahou has been wary of waiting for the legendary Yuan Thirteen Arrows. After thinking for a long time, he finally came to the conclusion that as long as he runs, then Yuan Thirteen Arrows Then there is no threat to himself. ""
The hard military boots stepped on the cracked lake ice and came to the snow lake.
There was a dry lotus frozen in the water, dead long ago, covered with snow, and looked so miserable.
Just when Xiahou stepped on a branch of withered lotus, the nearby withered lotus plants trembled, as if they had regained some vitality, and then there was a loud bang.
The ice surface of Winter Lake bursts, the dry load is full, the fire is great, and the air waves are violently rolling.
Xiahou's body like a mountain was shocked and flew high.
There are countless screams and screams in the flames and air waves.
Those dry loads that have not been shaken by the blast's air waves are like being cut by sharp blades, breaking one after another, turning into countless extremely fragmented pieces.
Xiahou fell heavily on the snow lake, splashing snow.
His knees were slightly bent and his army boots were torn, but his body was actually balanced, not falling.
As he fell to the ground, there were countless extremely sharp and hard iron pieces.
Those high-speed sputtering iron pieces screamed, chopped up the dead load, and then fell on the ice like rain.
A sharp piece of iron is attached to his body.
The vitality on the surface of his body, at the most dangerous moment, blocked most of the power of the explosion and the cutting of sharp iron pieces, but there were still a dozen pieces of sharp iron wedged into his body.
Many wounds appeared on Xiahou's hard skin, and blood began to flow.
At this moment.
The second iron arrow has arrived.
Abrupt and without warning.
Xiahou watched, the snow floating on Donghu evaded timidly, filled his right arm with real energy, and waved his face blankly.
This seemingly simple wave made the night breeze blow on the snow lake and the boulders rolled wildly.
A sharp rubbing sound.
A clear mouth of blood appeared on his right arm.
Iron Arrow was shocked and wiped his body into the snow lake.
With a boom, a dark hole appeared on the extremely hard lake ice.
Xiahou Huo Ran raised his head, staring at the direction of the South Bank, and then started running again.
He confirmed that he still underestimated Ning Que's methods.
But he can no longer retreat, he must narrow the distance with Ning Que.
So no matter how many methods are hidden in this winter lake, how many previous explosions are hidden in the withered snow lotus field, he must rush over.
He continued to run towards the lotus field.
So the second explosion happened again.
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Yuan Thirteen Arrows can ignore distance, but cannot ignore the target's moving speed. Ning Que also understands this truth. What's more, Xiahou is extremely powerful in his demon sect. The strength of his body is not comparable to that of Prince Longqing, so he Never expected that Xiahou was shot to death by Yuan Shisanjian alone.
Fortunately, there is a lotus field in Yanming Lake.
In the late spring, Ning Que bought all the houses beside Yanming Lake and turned Yanming Lake into his own Houyuan lake. He planted a lot of lotus in the lake.
In the midsummer, he and Sangsang went boating on the lake, walking between densely planted lotus fields, enjoying the lake and the wind and the stars, picking lotus and peeling lotus seeds, and then throwing many small iron pots in the lotus field.
During the winter, Yanming Lake was frozen, the ice surface was thick, the lotus field withered early, and the lotus was like a ghost face. The small iron pots sunk in the mud deep in the lotus field began to wake up.
As the small iron kettle wakes up, one explosion after another, sounds one after another above the snow lake.
The blazing flames and terrifying air waves, the snow on the trembling lake rose one after another, and countless pieces of extremely sharp and hard iron flakes roared through the wind and snow.
There are many black holes in the hard ice on the lake.
Between the howling wind and snow and the iron flakes, Xiahou was already bloody.
What's even more frightening is that whenever his stamina is slightly stagnant because of the explosion, Sangsang, who is holding a **** umbrella on the cliffs of the south bank, will report his position and then Ning Que shoots an arrow.
The next moment, the terrifying and cold iron arrow will come to Xiahou's body.
The small iron pot is a flower. How many lotuses Ning Que and Sangsang planted in this winter lake, how many pots they throw, and how many flowers will bloom on the lake tonight.
Iron arrows are thorns, and there are thirteen yuan and thirteen arrows in Ning Que's quiver, so he will definitely shoot out as many as the Xuehuhuo flowers are in full bloom.
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(I reported to you that there are some things today, write less, try to write more tomorrow.)
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