Nightfall

At this moment, this group of fallen knights showed the true level of Dong Xuanjing masters, especially the absolute importance of coldness and calmness in battle. //// 【]

These fallen knights did not know what kind of danger was hidden in the black carriage in the autumn rain, but at the moment when the warning in Longqing sounded, everyone except the knight rushing to the front made it like purple ink. The quickest and most correct response-they abandoned the horses underneath, left behind nothing, crawled on the wet mud, crawled with their hands in awkward grips, kicked their legs, desperately away from the black carriage Direction, as long as they can reach a distance, they seem to be able to do anything.

Even so, these fallen knights have not completely avoided the damage. Several horses that rushed too fast rushed into the autumn rain. They were cut into pieces by the invisible power of the rain. Some knight boots were shredded by invisible lines. Some people had their entire calf cut off, and the section was smooth, and it looked like red eyes with white eyes in the circle, but it became more disgusting.

The fierce howling sound continued to sound in the autumn rain. The lines in the air that could not be seen by the naked eye seemed to be spiritual, chasing and cutting everything.

Zi Mo retreated backwards in the rain, grabbed two companions who were slightly injured, and threw hard to the rear, just delaying for a moment, there were several more times on his armor as if they were rusted out The marks seem to be disintegrating soon.

He groaned, the flying sword came out of the sheath, containing pure world energy, screaming in front of him, and the light and shadow circulated, I do n’t know how many collisions with the invisible cutting forces in the rain, it was bright. Flying sword of Ruo Ming film. Dimmed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The dignity and damage of the Destiny Flying Sword is a very serious matter for practitioners. However, at this time, Zi Mo still has so much care. At the moment, the high speed swept back by the moment that the Destiny Sword won. Far, and finally successfully left the black carriage around, leaving this dangerous autumn rain, then hurriedly called back his flying sword.

A degenerate leader of Dongxuan Shangjing. In the last part of the black ride, he was not affected by the invisible cutting power in autumn rain, but just looked at the horses that broke into autumn rain and broke into pieces, watching the strange bloodlines and deep wounds on the companions, listening to the companions Their groans snorted, his complexion became extremely ugly, and his anger was unwilling.

He only heard a loud scream, and the flying sword in the sheath hummed out, turning into a blue light with a black edge, almost penetrating through layers of autumn rain. Stabbed towards the black carriage deep in the autumn rain!

However, as soon as autumn rain falls, to be precise, once into the layers of autumn rain around the black carriage, Feijian can no longer maintain such power. []. [] It became dark in an instant, and a layer of rust appeared on the surface, which seemed to withstand the effect of being washed by rain for decades.

Immediately afterwards, a lot of fine nicks appeared on the rust surface of Feijian, which were generally cracked.

With a snapping sound, Feijian fell in the rainwater three feet away from the black carriage. Never move again. Like a dead insect, it can only be soaked in rain to rot.

Destiny Flying Sword was destroyed, and the fallen commander's face suddenly pale, wow with blood spurting wildly.

Cold rain water ran down from Zi Mo's hair and ran through his eyes.

He looked at Qiu Yu in front of him, even if he was expelled from the temple and was abandoned by Ye Hongyu. The still determined eyes finally appeared a look of fear.

An autumn rain and a cold.

It's just an autumn rain. Layers of rain curtains, heavy rain. It's just that quiet down, flushing the frosted yellow grass, washing the carriage and the blood of the ground, there is nothing in the rain, but there seems to be countless thinnest and sharpest steel wires inside, waiting silently to cut any daring Things that fall into the autumn rain, whether it is a horse or a sword.

It was not the autumn rain itself that caused all of this, but the quiet black carriage in the rain. Looking at the black carriage and Ning Que on the car, Zi Mo's face grew paler, and he felt that the black carriage and the car The people do not belong to this real world, but from the ghost world.

Seeing the strongest and most loyal subordinates, hit hard by an autumn rain, Longqing's eyes suddenly cold, I don't want to guess whether Ning Que can still shoot Yuan Thirteen Arrows, and the consciousness of the sea suddenly burst out, mobilizing the surroundings of the temple Heaven and Earth's vitality, transformed into their own breath, directly attacked the black carriage.

With a sense of death, full of the energy of destruction, it seems to have its own color, it is black, but this seemingly powerful breath, just entered the autumn rain around the black carriage, and disappeared instantly.

At least it disappeared in the spiritual world of Long Qing, and lost contact with that breath, so that his knowledge of the sea was shaken violently, his face pale and his body slightly shaken.

The invisible cutting power in autumn rain can actually cut the purest breath!

Long Qing suddenly remembered a certain kind of rune in the legend. The kind of rune that was so extreme that it could even cut the space could not help but change its face slightly.

"Well character!"

Long Qing looked at Ning Que, his cold eyes were full of shock, and there was a faint hunger and thirst, like a beggar who had been hungry for more than ten days. Suddenly he saw a white-faced bun in the broken temple. Where to care about whether there is blood or dust on the bun, he just wants to eat this bun into his stomach.

"You actually learned the character of Uncle Yan Se, and it seems that in the past two years, your progress has not been small."

The character Jing is the most powerful character in Ningque's absence. It is even more powerful than the rune. However, the use of the character Jing is also a heavy burden on his realm. Long Qing was a little bit paler, and grinned reluctantly: "In the past two years, I didn't know where you were hiding, and I was kept in a black jail. Maybe something happened to you, but in short, you left this world too long, so some Outdated, I do n’t know my current legend, I can forgive your ignorance. "

Long Qing said indifferently: "However, the battle has just begun, and you have lifted out your most powerful hole card. I'm curious what makes you make such an unwise choice, is I put too much pressure on you?"

"I thought our disciples were already the most narcissistic people in the world, but I never thought I saw you again today, but you are really an idiot asking this question, and fighting tigers and rabbits should use all your strength. Since it is a battle, Of course, the most powerful method should be used from the beginning, but this is the truth for girls who only know how to write in a daze. "

The girl in Ning Que's sentence naturally refers to the bookworm Mo Shanshan. When he was on a journey in the wilderness, he once taught her the fighting attitude of fighting tigers and rabbits.

Being mocked as an idiot by Ning Que, Long Qing was not angry, and looked at him calmly and asked, "What next?"

Ning Que said: "If you don't want to fight again, you go first. I have no opinion."

Long Qing smiled and said, "You must die today."

Ning Que looked at Qiu Yu and said, "You can try to kill me."

Long Qing also looked at this autumn rain, feeling the swift and cryptic runes in the rain, the smile was a little indifferent, and some sneered, the well character is indeed powerful and horrible, even he ca n’t crack it, but the biggest feature or weakness of Fu Dao is Unable to maintain the power forever. With the passage of time, with the wind, snow, dew and frost in nature, it will eventually fade down until it finally disappears.

Long Qing lost his right hand behind him. Pointing to the miserable autumn rain with your left hand, smiled and said: "When the rain stops, the blue sky will reappear, this is your death."

Ning Que is silent.

This made Long Qing feel a little dissatisfied, he repeated seriously: "You can't escape today."

Ning Que said: "Since I knew you were the one who came, I never thought of running away."

Long Qing was slightly startled. Asked: "Why is this ... Do you think there is a fatal battle between us?"

Ning Que sneered and said: "I really don't know what you grew up in in the palace of the Yan Kingdom. Where are there so many fates in the world? The reason why I don't escape is, of course, because I don't have to escape, don't forget, you are me Of his men, you never beat me. "

"So it turns out."

Long Qing smiled with a mixed emotion, and the smile appeared a bit painful, and a little sad, saying: "Are you still my opponent now?"

"I said that I don't know what happened to you in the past two years. What adventures I have encountered, but I can't fear you. As long as you are, I believe that I will definitely not fail. Not to die."

Ning Que looked at Prince Longqing and said, "Because this is my story, in my story, characters like you can only be used to support me."

In the carriage.

Sang Sang was installing something on the iron arrow left in the box. Hearing Ning Que's words, his fingers froze slightly and asked, "Do you really think so?"

The rain covered Ning Que's slight voice.

"I'm not a young uncle, nor a second brother, of course, it's impossible to think so, and I think that the most actor-like person in the world seems to have nothing to end in the end."

"Then why do you say that?"

"Because I don't like him, even if I can't beat him, I have to disgust him."

Ning Que glanced at Sang Sang with Yu Guang and said, "You know why I don't like him."

Sang Sang was somewhat embarrassed and explained: "I don't like him now, and at that time I just watched him look good and wanted to see more."

Ning Que said in a cold voice: "At least I have liked it, even if I like the face, I also like it."

The autumn rain was cold, the expression was fierce, the blood was fading, the pain was getting lower, the atmosphere in front of the Red Lotus Temple was still tense, and it was about to suffocate, but at this time, Ning Que and Sang Sang were still in mood ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Hidden in a black carriage, whispering, talking about the old account.

Long Qing was silent.

At this time, the well character descended in the autumn rain beside the black carriage. He and the fallen knights could not get close, but Ning Que could not take the opportunity to escape.

No matter how powerful the symbol finally disappears.

Long Qing understood that Ning Que tried to delay the time and recover as soon as possible, so after a little thought, he sat down on the stone steps, closed his eyes, began to meditate, and began to treat the wounds in his body.

This is a moment of tranquility in the battle.

This is the autumn rain break.

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(Eat a lunch and continue. Since last night, I have slept for more than two hours. This is the sixth chapter. Let ’s see how much can be written. The pleasure of self-abuse, I am s and m. Please continue to support monthly tickets. Thanks.) (Your support is my biggest motivation.)