Ning Que looked at the street. The buildings on both sides of the street were still the same as when he was here years ago. They were all made of yellow soil. After being blown by the wind for a long time, they became soft and turned into yellow sand.
Back then, he was playing Lewd Dangling Fist with someone in the inn. Sangsang was the judge. The master and the servant won money together. Then they walked out of the inn. He walked with his hands behind his back while Sangsang followed behind him with the wine pot and roasted chicken. It was very strenuous. At that time, they were stepping on the yellow sand.
After so many years, the inn was ruined, the old friends were gone, and the yellow sand had turned into blood. What Ning Que was stepping on now was the blood of his enemies, but also the blood of many old friends.
It was inevitable that he missed it.
At this moment, it was not the time to reminisce about the past. No matter who saw it, the timing of this sentence was very inexplicable. It was very incongruous with the current atmosphere of the battle. As a result, A Da's face became extremely gloomy.
He felt that Ning Que was humiliating him on purpose.
He calmed himself down and breathed out the foul air. He stepped on the Taoist stone and struck forward with a punch.
It was a very simple move. It could not even be considered as a move.
However, in the simplicity, there was extreme power. Therefore, the speed was also extremely fast.
A light explosion was heard on the street. That was the result of the air being squeezed away rapidly.
A Da's fist was like an arrow, hitting in front of Ning Que.
Just like what he said, he was very good at fighting. Such a simple punch was so majestic, with the unique roughness of the grassland. It actually had the feeling of Liu Bai's Great River Sword.
If it were any other cultivator, they would probably choose to retreat when faced with such a fist, because the weakest part of a cultivator was their body. To fight against an enemy who cultivated the methods of the Enlightenment Doctrine, absorbed the world into his body, and possessed immense strength, the first thing he had to do was to put some distance between himself and his opponent.
But Ning Que did not retreat.
A Da knew that Ning Que would not retreat. He knew that Ning Que had already joined the Devil and his body was equally strong.
Ning Que had enough strength — no matter the strength or the strength of his body — to take this punch head-on.
That was the moment that A Da was waiting for. He wanted to create an environment where he could fight head-on. Because he had countless backup plans and countless tough means, he needed a receiving surface to provide support.
Just like those terrifying sandstorms in the grasslands at the turn of spring and summer, they weren't that scary when passing through the open plains. As long as one maintained a distance, one could even view those scenes as rare and beautiful scenery. However, when someone or something was in the middle of those sandstorms and began to bear the power of the sandstorms, they would instantly be riddled with holes and broken beyond repair.
A Da's fist and his cultivation method was the sandstorm.
As long as Ning Que did not retreat, as long as Ning Que took it head-on, the sandstorm would devour him.
However, to his surprise, Ning Que did not choose to dodge or retreat, nor did he use the Devil's Doctrine's methods to block it. From the front, it seemed that he … did not do anything.
There was no expression on Ning Que's face. The iron bow was still on his shoulder and the iron cutlass was still on his back. He even had his hands behind his back. It seemed that he did not care about the fist that was about to hit him.
No one could really ignore it. That fist belonged to A Da, carrying the divine power left by Haotian on the grassland.
In fact, Ning Que had already made his own response, but A Da did not see it.
His hands that were behind his back were spread out. His right hand quickly wrote a word in the air.
When he finished writing the word, his face turned pale. At the same time, an unimaginably vigorous Psyche Power was emitted from his body and spread to the heaven and earth.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth in the City of Wei was pouring into A Da's body. All of a sudden, it became stagnant.
After a moment, the Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed to have heard some order and began to condense into a shape.
The violent sandstorm passed through the street and blurred everyone's sight.
Ning Que wrote a word. That word was a talisman.
The sandstorm did come. But it was not caused by A Da. It was caused by him.
Countless yellow sand flew up from the ground, the walls, and the tables and chairs that no one cared about in the inn. It came to the street at an unimaginable speed and came to the front of A Da's fist.
A wisp of yellow sand was a tie. There was an amazing amount of Qi of Heaven and Earth in it.
Hundreds of wisps of yellow sand rose from the streets and buildings of the City of Wei. Following Ning Que's order, they fell on A Da's fist and became a tie. It was as if his fist was wrapped with countless layers of gauze.
Old, pus-stained, yellow gauze.
Ning Que used the "Bind" Talisman.
The yellow sand in the City of Wei was his talisman.
A Da instantly felt that his fist had smashed into a piece of desert. The desert was bottomless and there was a faint flow under it. The horrifying force was tearing his hand.
He was not afraid of the tearing pain. Instead, he became more clear-headed.
He growled and loosened his fist. His five fingers were like five machetes. With the unparalleled strength, he directly cut through the countless layers of yellow sand on his fist!
Ning Que looked at the yellow sand gradually breaking. He raised his right hand and wrote several strokes.
Obviously, his word was very simple.
A Da's first punch had ended.
He forcibly broke free from the Bind Talisman and regained his freedom. The first thing he did was to take a heavy step forward.
He stepped on the ground. With the power of Heaven and Earth, he raised his fist again.
It was still a simple punch. It was aimed at Ning Que's face.
What he pursued was very simple. What he wanted was also very simple. He did not expect that this punch could defeat Ning Que. He did not even think that it could hurt Ning Que. He only hoped that Ning Que could take it.
As long as Ning Que chose to take it, he would have a way.
Ning Que still did not take it. What took the second punch from A Da was the second talisman he wrote.
When he wrote this talisman, he was not looking at A Da's fist, but the streets of the City of Wei.
The City of Wei was a military stronghold. It was a real small city. It could only accommodate a few people. There were not many buildings either. There were only four main streets, two in both horizontal and vertical directions.
If one looked down from the sky, the main street of the City of Wei formed a character.
"Jing"
It was a coincidence.
The most powerful talisman of Master Yan Se was the "Jing" Talisman. The first talisman that Ning Que learned was also the "Jing" Talisman.
It was also a coincidence.
Ning Que looked at the streets of the City of Wei and wrote the very simple "Jing" Talisman.
This talisman had once cut the space on the nameless mountain in the north of Chang 'an. It turned the infinite light summoned by Elder Wei Guangming into fragments in the mirror.
It could be imagined how powerful this "Jing" Talisman was.
A Da's soul was cleansed by the spring rain. He was extremely sensitive to the changes of the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Although he did not know Talisman Taoism, he instantly felt the changes of the heaven and earth. His face changed dramatically.
Facing such a horrible and sharp talisman, he did not dare to continue punching.
A roar resounded through the street.
He took a step back with great difficulty. He crushed the street in front of the tavern and returned all the accumulated strength to the earth. Only then he could take back his fists and cover his face with them!
Ning Que today might be slightly different from his master Yan Se in the understanding of Talisman Taoism. But when it came to the depth of cultivation of Talisman Taoism, they had already reached the same place.
Even a powerhouse like Wei Guangming had to surpass the Five States to block this "Jing" Talisman. Although A Da's cultivation state of Devil's Doctrine was equal to the peak of the Five States, he could only seek for self-preservation.
Self-preservation, he could only use his own body to protect his life. At this moment in the City of Wei, nothing was more trustworthy and more powerful than his own body.
The wind was blowing wildly on the long street. Yellow sand filled the sky. A Da's figure was about to be swallowed up. It seemed that he would fall at any time. But he did not fall. His fists actually blocked most of the talisman! No wonder he was the gift from Haotian to the grassland. His body strength had indeed exceeded the scope of ordinary powerhouses of the Devil's Doctrine!
After a long time, the talisman and the infinite Qi of Heaven and Earth summoned by the "Jing" Talisman finally dissipated in the heaven and earth. The yellow sand gradually fell and the wind was gone.
A Da slowly loosened his fists and looked at Ning Que again.
His body was covered with terrifying wounds, and countless amounts of blood flowed out like a waterfall. His two toughest fists were already bony, and it was a terrifying sight to behold.
The most important thing was that the bone necklace hanging around his neck had already turned into powder.
His proudest and most confident body was broken. His last life-saving item had already been blown away by the wind.
But he was still alive. As long as he was alive, he could win.
"I thought you had already lost the courage to fight and the ability to kill after being imprisoned in Chang 'an for so many years. I never thought that you still have so many skills. It seems that I have underestimated the Academy after all."
A Da stared at Ning Que. The childishness on his face had already been smeared by the blood. His eyes were emitting cold light like a wolf and endless killing intent.
"Unfortunately, you still can't kill me … Although I don't know how you saw through my cultivation method and refused to take my fists, but I want to know more. Such a powerful talisman couldn't kill me. Besides taking my fists, what else can you do?"
A Da looked very miserable at this moment. But his tone was like a real winner. He looked at Ning Que without hiding his killing intent and contempt, as if he was looking at an old beast that was about to die.
Ning Que looked at him calmly and said, "I can still kill you."
A Da grinned with a cruel smile and said, "This human world might have belonged to you people before, but it will belong to us in the end. Because we are younger."
After saying this, he raised his fist again.
His fist was bleeding. Under the gloomy clouds, the ghastly white bones looked especially terrifying.
He gathered all his strength into this fist.
Ning Que stretched out his right hand and wrote another character on the street of the City of Wei.
This character was even simpler than the character of "Jing". It only had half of the strokes.
Half of the character of "Jing" could only be "Two".
He wrote a talisman of "Two".
…
…
Two unimaginably powerful talisman intents suddenly shrouded the entire City of Wei.
It even spread outside the City of Wei.
The remaining half of the signboard of the tavern suddenly swung to the middle of the street and hung in the air, looking like a knife. A hole suddenly appeared in the wall of a small courtyard. A hunting knife that had been hidden for many years stretched out half of its body from the hole, as if it wanted to see this strange world again.
Those grassland cavalries that were retreating outside the City of Wei suddenly found that their cutlasses started to collide in the sheath and wanted to leave. And the Tang army that was preparing to chase found that they wanted to draw out their swords to kill the enemy.
The two talisman intents were both knife intents.
A Da's face turned extremely ugly because he smelled the scent of death. He never thought that Ning Que had more powerful means, and he never thought that he couldn't even tell whether it was talisman intents or knife intents!
He let out an angry and unwilling roar and was forced to withdraw his fist again. He burst out the Qi of Heaven and Earth stored in his body and retreated to the back of the street, hoping to get out of the range of the two talisman intents.
However, Ning Que's Two Talisman had already shrouded the entire City of Wei. How could he escape?
The strong wind blew again. A Da let out a painful and frustrated cry. His clothes were torn into pieces, and then his skin started to tear. The blood that had just stopped gushing out of his body again.
He stopped retreating and covered his face with his fists, struggling to hold on in the strong wind.
Finally, Ning Que moved and rushed forward.
…
…
Outside the City of Wei, the national master looked at the black wind that rolled like a dragon under the gloomy clouds. He looked at the sand there and sensed the sharp talisman intents there. His expression didn't change, but his eyes revealed deep worry and vigilance.
Looking at the strange sky, those grassland cavalries looked even more terrible. Suddenly, people heard a thunder in the City of Wei, and then there were countless thunders.
The national master withdrew his gaze and sat back in the carriage.
…
…
The wind calmed down and the sand fell. The black cloud also disappeared. The sunlight fell on the streets and buildings of the City of Wei again. The blue sky returned to people's sight. It was peaceful and pleasant.
There was a pit on the straightest and longest street in the City of Wei.
A Da was lying at the bottom of the pit, covered with blood and bones sticking out of his body. He was dying and looked extremely miserable. If it wasn't for Haotian's blessing, he would have died long ago.
Ning Que slowly straightened his body. His chest rose and fell slightly, his right hand trembled slightly, and his face was slightly pale. But his expression was as calm as before, as if he didn't throw out 300 punches in a few seconds.
The continuous thunder that everyone outside the city heard was the sound of his punches landing on A Da's body.
His face was a little pale. It had nothing to do with the consumption of energy, but because he had written three Divine Talismans in a row. Even with his extremely vigorous Psyche Power, he still felt a little tired.
A Da coughed painfully. Blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth. He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Ning Que. His eyes were full of confusion and fear. Maybe it was to cover up this emotion, it turned into some kind of contempt at last.
He was very unwilling because he still had many tricks that he hadn't used. So he used his eyes to mock Ning Que. In the end, you still don't dare to take my punches.
Ning Que didn't say anything. It was not that he didn't dare to take the punches of this grassland lad, but he didn't need to. He didn't care to take it. Just like now, it was not that he couldn't explain, but he didn't want to.
What he wanted to explain was another matter.
"You said you were good at fighting, so I beat you to death."
He looked at A Da who was about to die and said, "I know it's cruel, but you barbarians don't have the word 'cruel'. So it doesn't matter. I just want your people who are still alive to be more afraid."
Yes, many people were scared at this moment, so scared that they were trembling all over.
The grassland cavalries outside the city were trembling and whipping their horses with all their might. They wanted to escape as fast and as far as possible. Even the well-disciplined Duoer Cavalry formation was a little messed up.
The grassland cavalries in the city were trembling and didn't dare to move. The thunder-like sound of punches landing on bodies in the sandstorm had already made them let go of the reins and cover their ears in fear.
No one would have thought that the battle would end like this.
In the hearts of the grassland cavalries, A Da was a gift from the Immortal Heaven to the grassland. He was an undefeated warrior. How could he be beaten like a dog by the Tang army?
The national master and Chanyu were clear about the power of the Academy. They didn't think that A Da could defeat Ning Que, but they thought that he could hold his opponent for a while and even find a chance to escape.
Who would have thought that Ning Que could win so easily and naturally?
A Da himself had said before that Ning Que's iron arrow had lost its greatest power. So what else could he do?
He was indeed very strong, but he had forgotten one very important thing.
He only remembered that Ning Que's iron arrow could shock the world and he only remembered that Ning Que joined the Devil. But he forgot that after Ning Que started cultivation, he didn't cultivate sword, devil or Psyche Power, but talisman.
Ning Que's real identity had always been a Talisman Master.
He was now a Divine Talisman Master.
Since the Rite to Light in the Peach Mountain, he hadn't used talisman for a long time, so many people had forgotten his identity. But he was a Divine Talisman Master, one of the two most powerful Divine Talisman Masters in the world after Yan Se and the Master of Calligrapher.
A Talisman Master was invincible in the same state.
A Divine Talisman Master could be invincible under the Five States.
Unless he met a real genius like Liu Bai, Jun Mo and Ye Su who didn't follow the normal rules.
A real genius had nothing to do with "Heaven". Talent was not given by Heaven, but obtained by oneself through hard cultivation, peerless talent and supreme willpower. Once it was obtained, it couldn't be lost.
A Da's cultivation talent and everything he had were given by Haotian.
So he wasn't a real genius.
Then as long as he was still within the Five States, even if he had mastered the Devil's Doctrine's art in just one year and reached the peak of the Five States according to the standard of the cultivation world … he still couldn't be a match for a Divine Talisman Master.
A Da didn't know if he finally understood something before he died. His eyes quickly dimmed. There was unwillingness, sadness, anger and despair in the depth of the dimness.
Because in this battle, the gap between him and Ning Que was too big, so big that it couldn't be narrowed. It was so big that it made him feel hopeless. Even if he had to fight again, he couldn't see any possibility of winning.
"Why …"
The final radiance of the setting sun before his death allowed him to speak. He blankly looked at the blue sky and murmured, "Why … Why …"
At the last moment, the problem that still troubled this grassland lad and made his soul unable to rest had nothing to do with the state of cultivation. It was only related to faith.
A Da was very proud and confident because he firmly believed that he was a gift from Haotian to the grassland. He firmly believed that his strength had its own reasons and he would never fail.
Wouldn't his failure mean the failure of Haotian?
This was something that could not possibly happen.
However, in front of this man, this matter just happened as it should.
What was going on?
"This is my city."
Ning Que looked at him and said, "I left Chang 'an, but this is still my city. No one can defeat me in Chang' an, and no one can defeat me here."
A Da shook his head painfully and said while gasping, "But Tengri …"
"It's said that you and Hengmu are her gifts to the human world … Although she has always been in charge of the money at home, she didn't ask for my permission before she gave you these gifts."
Ning Que was silent for a moment and then said, "Since she is not here now, I think it's reasonable for me to take back these gifts. I think she would be too embarrassed to object."
It was not until now that A Da realized who was the "she" that Ning Que said before the battle that he would leave his body intact for the sake of "her". His eyes became extremely confused, and then he started to cry silently in despair and pain. In the end, he closed his eyes and couldn't see the sky anymore.
…
…
(From now on, I will keep killing people at night. Please cast your monthly votes to help me kill. Thank you.)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
