If a stone was thrown into the water, it would not come back, but at least one could see the beautiful ripples on the water. If a dog was thrown with a meat bun, it would not come back, but at least the dog would bark after eating the meat bun. However, the first iron arrow that Ning Que shot did not have any reaction after entering the black peach blossom.
It had been prepared for a long time, and it could even be said to be the most powerful attack to kill. But the enemy easily dissolved it. If it was an ordinary person, he might feel desperate upon seeing such a scene.
Ning Que did not have such a feeling.
The powerhouse in the Knowing destiny State had been hiding in the dark, trying to distract his attention with the dozens of black cavalries on the mountain road, or to consume the iron arrows in his box. This meant that the person was afraid of the Primordial Thirteen Arrows. In this case, this arrow must have been effective.
In addition to the rational analysis, what made him still confident was the distinct characteristics of the Academy, and the pride and confidence that the longer he stayed with the Headmaster of the Academy, the more unshakable he became.
The Primordial Thirteen Arrows were the collective wisdom of the Academy. Ning Que firmly believed that no one in the world could ignore its power. Even super powerhouses like the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, the Great Divine Priest of West-Hill, or Second Brother could not quietly dissolve the iron arrow.
In the spring two years ago, the Talisman Arrow was just made. Ning Que shot it for the first time, and Second Brother waved his sleeves to block it. His sleeves were almost torn by the iron arrow.
Even if the person hiding behind the maple tree was a powerhouse in the Knowing destiny State, he was nothing compared to Second Brother. How could he dissolve the iron arrow so easily?
The black peach blossom on the maple tree seemed to swallow the iron arrow like an endless abyss. It did not seem to be affected at all. But Ning Que was sure that the opponent must have paid the price and been hurt. But he could not see it, but it did not mean that it did not exist.
Therefore, he did not hesitate and shot the second iron arrow without stopping.
The iron arrow broke through the air, shot into the black peach blossom, and disappeared again. The trunk of the maple tree, which was wet by the autumn rain, trembled a little. Other than that, there was no other change.
Ning Que looked calm, without fear or despair in his eyes.
He shot the third iron arrow.
The iron arrow disappeared in the black peach blossom again. This time, the wet maple tree shook more violently. Pieces of red leaves fell from the branches and fell to the ground with the autumn wind.
Ning Que shot another arrow.
The black peach blossom finally changed. The shapeless black petals condensed from the pure aura of heaven and earth trembled, and the edges of the petals showed signs of withering, as if they were going to fall off together with the red leaves.
Ning Que shot the fifth iron arrow.
The sharp arrowhead pierced into one of the petals of the black peach blossom.
This time, it finally hit its body.
An extremely deep crack appeared on one of the petals of the black peach blossom.
A loud bang resounded!
The black peach blossoms disappeared without a trace. The hard maple tree bore the remaining power of the iron arrow head-on. How could it withstand it? In an instant, a huge hole was blasted in the tree, and with a cracking sound, it was snapped in two.
The dense red leaves of the maple tree were shattered into countless shreds by the aura of the arrow. They scattered into the air in the courtyard of the temple, and then were splashed onto the ground by the dense autumn rain.
The shreds of maple leaves dyed the autumn rain blood and fell on the ground, on the broken maple tree, on the man behind the maple tree, and on the silver mask on his face.
The silver mask covered half of the young man's face. Only half of his face was exposed, but it could still be imagined that he was handsome. However, at this time, his body was stained with blood-like rain, and he looked a little miserable.
Looking at the man behind the maple tree, Ning Que and Sangsang couldn't help showing a shocked expression.
In the house by the Yanming Lake, Ye Hongyu had mentioned once intentionally or unintentionally that this man might still be alive. But they did not pay attention to it, because even if he was still alive, he must have been disabled.
However, this man was actually still alive, and he was even more powerful than before.
"I can't believe you are still alive."
Ning Que looked at the young man in black Taoist robe in the autumn rain. He could not help but be a little absent-minded as he thought of the continuous fights and hatred with this man over the years.
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The half of Long Qing's face outside the silver mask was extremely pale, almost without a trace of blood, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time. A very thin trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Ning Que did not hesitate and fiercely shot five Primordial Thirteen Arrows consecutively, and finally left an indelible mark on his natal peach blossom. Of course, he was also seriously injured.
Long Qing had encountered many adventures, entered the Knowing destiny State, defeated many heads of cultivation sects in the world, and strengthened his Psyche Power with the Gray Eye skill. At this time, there was no doubt that he was at his best stage. He was confident that he could defeat Ning Que, but he did not expect that he would be injured as soon as they met.
He did not expect that Ning Que would ignore the threat of more than a dozen black cavalrymen and fight with him as if he was gambling with his life. In addition, there was a more important reason.
After entering the Knowing destiny State, one could really understand the real law of the flow of the aura of Heaven and Earth. If he wanted to avoid Ning Que's Primordial Thirteen Arrows, there should be a better way. Just like Ye Hongyu who entered the Knowing destiny State on the snow cliff, although she might also be embarrassed, she should be less injured.
But Long Qing did not want to hide.
The first half of his life was destroyed by an iron arrow.
Now that he was reborn, he seemed to be unparalleled in the world. However, the horrible power of the Primordial Thirteen Arrows was still a shadow in his Taoist Heart. If he could not defeat the Primordial Thirteen Arrows, he could not really erase the shadow, and he could not really feel the power of pride.
This kind of emotion was so strong, and this kind of desire was so unstoppable that he couldn't restrain his impulse. He wanted to try and see if he could block that iron arrow head-on.
He did, and he did block it.
Long Qing felt an extremely spicy breath reverberating in his chest, and even his eyes became sore. He looked at Ning Que on the horse carriage and was about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed.
When he saw Long Qing reappear in front of him, Ning Que was indeed a little absent-minded. If he had time to sigh, he might have many complicated emotions. But he was a professional soldier, a standard fighter, and a woodcutter by the Zhuzhu Lake. Before he was sure that he had killed or completely defeated a powerful enemy, he did not allow himself to have any time to sigh. He thought that it was suicide to be sad at this time.
Did they have to bow to each other, ask each other about what happened after they parted, ask about each other's well-being, and reminisce about the past before fighting? Ning Que and Ye Hongyu both looked down on such idiots. In their eyes, Prince Long Qing and many powerful cultivators were all idiots. Since they were idiots, why should they live?
Just when Prince Long Qing was feeling emotional, touched, sad, and sentimental, and was about to say something to Ning Que to show his pride and strength, just when his eyes were sore and his lips were about to separate, Ning Que once again pulled the bow and arrow before he could say a word.
His action of pulling the bowstring was so natural, and even showed a natural aura, which made people unprepared and alert in advance, and made people feel that it was inevitable.
Long Qing's face became paler, and his black taoist robe, which had been soaked by the autumn rain, suddenly floated up. He seemed to melt into the autumn scenery in the temple garden. Obviously, one could see where he was, but it always gave people a feeling that when the iron arrow came, he would not be there.
With a deep understanding of the circulation of the aura of Heaven and Earth, one could integrate oneself with nature, and use the power of nature to fight. This was the real meaning of the Knowing destiny State.
The blood-colored fragments floated in the wind, as if covering Long Qing's body without a trace.
Ning Que looked calm, without a trace of uneasiness.
Holding the big black umbrella, Sangsang looked at the erratic figure of Prince Long Qing in the courtyard of the temple, and gave him a direction.
Ning Que loosened the bowstring, and the arrow shot out.
The distance between the inside and outside of the temple was not far. The maple tree had been destroyed, and the autumn rain had stopped, and the black peach blossoms had faded.
This iron arrow perfectly released all the power of the Primordial Thirteen Arrows.
The air in the temple fluctuated, and the Qi of Heaven and Earth suddenly became chaotic. Several invisible black peach blossoms appeared from nothingness, and with a thought, they blocked in front of Long Qing.
These black peach blossoms were rather small and not his natal peach blossoms. Instead, they were his ultimate defensive skill. Back in the Wasteland, it was these peach blossoms that allowed him to avoid a crushing defeat in front of Tang Xiaotang's unreasonable blood saber.
Now that Long Qing had entered the Knowing destiny State, the defense of these peach blossoms was even more amazing. They contained extremely rich and pure Qi of Heaven and Earth, and attached with a frightening sense of silence.
However, after all, they were not natal peach blossoms.
The peach blossoms bloomed.
The arrow arrived.
The peach blossoms fell one after another.
The black petals broke, and then turned into green smoke, disappearing in the autumn rain.
The iron arrow moved forward, and came in front of Long Qing.
Long Qing's face showed a shocked expression, and then it all turned into coldness and cruelty.
Coldness and cruelty to others and himself.
He used his chest to meet the iron arrow.
There was a puff.
The iron arrow pierced through the black taoist robe.
It shot through Long Qing's body.
It shot through the broken back wall of the temple.
Then it shot into the rain, and no one knew where it flew.
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There was a hole in Long Qing's chest.
Standing in front of him, one could see the scenery behind him.
It was not beautiful, but very scary.
Anyone who had a hole in his body that could see the scenery should not be alive.
Long Qing was still alive, because the hole in his chest was not pierced at this time, but a long time ago, on the snow cliff, when Ning Que shot through it from dozens of miles away.
Since then, the hole had always been there.
Today's iron arrow had flown through the arrow hole from back then.
So he did not die.
However, the strong aura attached to the iron arrow still tore the internal organs in the hole.
Long Qing bent over and coughed violently.
Every time he coughed, there was blood.
Ning Que had already taken out the seventh iron arrow, and was pulling the bow.
His fingers on the bowstring were no longer stable, and slightly trembled.
He knew that this was the best chance.
It might also be his last chance today.
Long Qing suddenly raised his head.
His eyes were indifferent.
Deep in the indifference was the wild fire of hatred.
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(This is the fourth chapter, and I will definitely continue to write it. At this time, I will go and lie down for two or three hours. Recently, my biological clock has been very good, and I am sleepy. I will get up after six o 'clock. Don't worry that I can't get up. I have something on my mind. I will start writing after breakfast. I will try to finish this large plot before evening, and try to make everyone happy.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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