Nightfall

> The wooden door of the small courtyard was cracked, the wall was broken by smoke, the sword broke the monk's clothes, and the sword was fought again and again. The time seemed to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was very short. At that time, the eighteen Xiling Divine Guardians just ran to the broken wall, an angry binge, all raised their swords to Ning Que.

The Xiling Guardian is a direct guard of the palm church, which is much higher than the strength of the ordinary temple cavalry. If it is placed in the general practice sect, it is an absolute master. The knife in their hands is long and straight, and the knife is densely engraved on the body. Each rune of the sword will stimulate the rune concussion and increase the strength, also known as the god-given long sword.

The eighteen-handed gods gave the long sword to Ning Que's body like a storm, and came from all directions. Although the **** umbrella held by Ning Que could block these knives, he could not cover the direction.

Fortunately, in addition to the **** umbrella, he also had a Piao knife. He withdrew the Piao knife from the hole of the black umbrella, holding the umbrella in one hand and the knife in the wind, and waved it towards the wind.

Papa Pang Pang, Black Umbrella Park Sword and eighteen God-given Swords continuously struck in the air, and there was a loud or crisp or dull sound, followed by a very loud noise from the field, with a strong metal sound, The screams of sharp things breaking through the sky, the tearing of the blade cutting the flesh, and the mumble of enduring pain.

Four god-given long swords broke from the middle, three Xiling Divine Guards had blood on their chests and abdomen, and their steps were violently retreated. Ning Que's hand holding a black umbrella was slightly cracked, and two long wounds appeared on his left leg The God attached to the rune is extremely sharp, and his body is so tough that he ca n’t completely block it.

The sharp tip of the broken God-given long knife sputtered towards the streets around the outside of the small courtyard. A monk who had just arrived in the Hanging Temple was shot into the shoulder by a piece of knife, and his face fell pale. .

There was also a broken knife shot at the middle-aged monk. He extended two fingers, just like picking falling flowers in the air, calmly holding the piece of knife, and then walked to Ning Que. The monk's clothes on him were already broken. The whole body was stained with blood and looked extremely miserable, but the expression was very calm.

It was shocking that the monk's two deep cuts on the back and groin were no longer bleeding. Although there were still breaks on the skin, the muscles on both sides of the wound were squeezed in a slow twist Moving, it seems to be healing. In addition to a slightly pale face. I can't see any signs of injury at all!

Ning Que guessed that the monk must have a means, but did not expect the means to be so magical, forcing the muscles to stop the injury. It was shocking, but it was still imaginable, but the monk was in the wound on the groin. There are at least several broken blood vessels. How can he make those blood vessels grow together again?

What made him even more vigilant was that as the middle-aged monk approached him, more than a hundred lunar team archers also entered the street, and the sound of the bowstring's collapse was clearly heard.

Ning Que ’s pupils shrank, and after self-cultivation, he was not afraid of ordinary arrow shooting, let alone holding a **** umbrella in his hand. But he was worried about himself.

More than a dozen Xiling guards gathered in formation again. As the middle-aged monk approached him, the archers around the streets gradually entered their respective shooting positions, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Ning Que stepped back three steps and stood in front of the remaining half-blocked wall. After breaking through the wall. He has been fighting at a high speed. In the eyes of people, he is wearing a black college uniform, just a black figure, until this time he stood in front of the broken wall. At an absolute stillness, people can see his current situation clearly.

He was carrying a skinny little girl. He and the little girl were tightly tied with ropes around their waists and thighs, and tied the two people's bodies tightly together. No matter how they ran, they would not let the two separate. Guaranteed that it will not affect his reaction and speed when fighting.

The seven masters and the Xiling Divine Guardian, as well as the ascetic monks in the distance and the archers of the lunar kingdom, looked at the scene and immediately guessed the true identity of the thin girl. With sighs, some people feel terrified, and some people are shocked and speechless.

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Ning Que held a **** umbrella in his left hand and a Piao Dao in his right hand, looking at the middle-aged monk and Xiling Guardian in front of him, calmly speaking, Sang Sang was carrying a black iron bow, a suitcase tied around his waist, leaning on him On his shoulders, the expression was also very calm. Although he was heavily besieged, the two people could not see any extra emotion on their faces.

The field was quiet.

Ning Que and Sang Sang's calmness represent strength, which means terrible. Regardless of the seven masters, or those Xiling guardians, looking at the picture in front of them, they stopped subconsciously, and no one dared to shoot arrows.

The black college uniform trembles, the chest under the uniform undulates, and Ning Que does not make a breathing sound. In fact, he is exhausted to the extreme, but it is only a very short battle, but it makes him feel like a whole fight. The sun was so tired, especially the collision with Rock more than ten times before, which made him feel weak.

Luo Kedi's last golden sword was heavily chopped on the **** umbrella. The handle of the umbrella plummeted and poked him in the chest. There was pain in that place. The more troublesome thing was that he took the **** of the middle-aged monk first and then More than ten golden swords, he had suffered an internal injury, at this time the hand holding the handle of the knife was trembling slightly.

He loosened his right hand holding the knife handle and squeezed it again. In a very short time, he repeated this action seven times to calm his mood at this time and relieve the fatigue at his wrist because the action was too fast , So it is impossible for the knife handle to leave his palm, and no one even noticed it.

While doing this action, he kept thinking very quickly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ How can I get rid of the current predicament and later chase, how can I get rid of the middle-aged monk in front of him?

The Rock enemy is undoubtedly a terrible enemy, the power is even above him. Fortunately, this person has been extremely seriously injured, and even if he can survive, he certainly can't have any combat power today.

But Ning Que is not clear, this does not mean that his own strength has surpassed the Rock enemy. He just used the hole of the **** umbrella to defeat the other party in a way that no one can imagine. If you think calmly enough, then It will be understood that this is a tactical victory and does not represent a comparison of strategic strength.

But this middle-aged monk was more powerful and terrible than Roque Enemy-after Ning lacked the spiritual power of practice, he was very fast, but the previous sneak attack on the other party, but actually failed to work effectively, and the physical law could not prevail. —Next, if the middle-aged monk has always chased himself, what should he do?

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(There were two serious mistakes in the previous chapters. I confuse Dao Shi Dao and Dao Dao Da. There is one more problem. After writing today, I will immediately correct it. I apologize solemnly and reflect deeply. Come out before twelve.)