Nightfall

In an instant, there were 14 lightning feather arrows in the air between the front door of the house and the carriage in the rain. These feather arrows crossed the side of the small tree, pierced the dense raindrops, and avoided the carriage very strangely. The burly coachman intercepted it, then left fourteen holes on the curtain and shot into it.

Xiao Kuyu in the carriage frowned, and the extremely sad old face was now more withered, staring at the space in front of him, the body seemed to be filled with endless thoughts in the carriage, and there was a faint blue in the cabin. The smell of incense, in this piece of blue air, is a very strange picture.

Feather arrows like lightning outside the carriage, once approaching the old strong man, as if entering a relatively still space, instantly losing all speed and becoming a stationary dead object!

The fourteen feather arrows were all strangely still floating in the air. No one could get in his quaint clothes, and one feather arrow was suspended in the air in the carriage, less than three inches away from Xiao Kuyu's tight eyebrows. Distance, two feather arrows were still in front of his eyes, more feather arrows were still floating in front of his hands!

The static feather arrows fell lightly, just like the rain outside the car, more like the green leaves that were hit by the rain, then the sharp arrow clusters, then the hard arrows, once the boxwood hardwood bow and the twisted string chord were lost Given the speed, it loses all its lethality and falls under Xiao Kuyu's feet like garbage.

But in order to cope with these 14 lightning bolts, even if it is Xiao Kuuyu, the strongest in the army, the spirit will inevitably be touched, and there is a loophole in Nianli's control of the vitality of the world around the car.

For a character like Chao Xiaoshu, any loopholes in the enemy are his chances. He felt that the layers of silk at his heart were loosened a bit, the pain under the needle in the air sea was weakened by a point, his steady footsteps fell, and he saw howling, and his shirt was shaking and raining. Fly, the whole person's body becomes a fallen leaf and floats towards the carriage!

The burly coachman groaned, and the whip made of some unknown material was violently beaten, and the dim earthy light in the coarse cloth shirt appeared at once, apparently a warrior.

Beside an astonishing master of old age and decay, there will inevitably be a forceful close attendant. Even Ning Que can think of this, and Chao Xiaoshu will not miscalculate.

A whip swayed, the wind and rain changed, and the wet shirt on the small tree was swollen by the strong wind. At this time, his body had become a fallen leaf, and he was very soft and avoided the past. The left hand The second index finger and the sword were determined, poking at the body of the coachman's near attendant from across the air, facing the fingertips, and suddenly a white line appeared in the chaotic rain.

The driver groaned again, whip a finger in the air and smashed this finger around the arc, just waiting to whip again to stop towards the small tree, but was interrupted by the severe pain in the lower abdomen.

He looked down with round eyes, and saw a plain-style Park knife, deeply inserted in his stomach!

In the rain, Ning Que rushed all the way to archery, knowing that the great trainer in the carriage and the horseman on the cowl are both practitioners, but there was no pause in the footsteps, but he ran before the carriage a little later than toward the small tree, and then he The ground rolled over and got under two horses, avoiding the gaze of the coachman's near attendant, and abandoned his arrow to draw a knife.

The other person is under the horse's belly, but the knife held in his right hand is slanting upward from the rear of the horse's hips, from the bottom of the cowl. This insidious knife is very accurate to avoid the soft armor that the other party may wear Into the other party's belly!

It was not a fatal wound to enter the abdomen with a blade. Ning Que turned his wrist with a blank expression, twisted the knife in his hand, and immediately twisted the organs in the carriage near the abdomen into a mess.

The driver looked at the Park knife that was twisting in his belly, and his face was frightened and desperate, and his throat was hooting. The metal knife that had been washed for a long time by the rain was cold, but he felt extremely hot.

Ning Que was not in a mood to appreciate his opponent's expression before he died. His palms were resting on the cowl and his body turned upside down. He rushed past the driver's side and followed the figure toward the small tree into the mysterious carriage Among.

The curtain is cold and spring rain enters.

Toward Xiaoshu's face was pale and his eyes were bright, and he waved away the short stick that Xiao Kuuyu was about to face.

Xiao Kuyu's complexion changed suddenly, and he adjusted all the thoughts in the group, trying to kill this difficult character.

Ning Que passed through the knee of Xiao Shu, snorted and knelt forward with a sharp slam, the sharp blade in his hand pierced Xiao Kuuyu's foot fiercely.

Xiao Kuyu is like a beast of old dying beast. The meditation is interrupted again due to the severe pain on the sole of his foot, but his old palm-like palms have been opened like a fan, and will be photographed!

Faceless towards Xiaoshu, he slammed into the old man's arms, smashed the opponent's one-hearted blow, and pulled a sharp dagger from his backhand, slammed into the opponent's neck!

Poof!

A knife.

Two knives.

Three knives.

Fourteen knives.

Chao Xiaoshu knelt on Xiao Kuyu's skinny body, left hand pressed his right shoulder, and held a sharp dagger in his right hand, without a trace of expression on his face. Bright flowers.

Until the old man had only a thin layer of skin around his neck, even though Master Haotian could not be resurrected, he withdrew his dagger and slowly stood up in the compartment.

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The other carriage at the entrance of the alley has not moved and has been quietly parked in the majestic spring rain. Whether it was the initial massacre, the fierce battle in the palace, or this thrilling arrow knife in the streets, He didn't let the fat young man in the carriage move, he just quietly watched his lotus-like hand point out God.

In the world of practitioners, there are several recognized laws. The masters of the same realm can basically sweep the peers of the sword master and the master of the same realm, just like the old man Lu Qingchen at the entrance of Beishan Road can stabilize the abandonment of the academy, but tonight The final result of this battle was somewhat unexpected.

"It's also the top grade of Dongxuan Realm. The Great Sword Master actually killed the Great Nun Master, which is really a bit confusing. But you are really amazing towards Xiaoshu, the battle between the practitioners was struck by you. Taste of blood. "

Although the young fat man was young, he was already enshrined in the Prince ’s Mansion. He silently admired the strong and fierce sorrow towards the small tree in his heart, but his eyes were still full of indifferent meaning. Previously he was disdainful, but he believed that No matter how powerful Zhao Xiaoshu and the guy he didn't see, there was only one way to go.

Because he is ... Invincible Wang Jingluo, who is below destiny.

"Let's go, let me go to send the last journey to this Chang'an Night Legend."

Wang Jingluo gently rubbed his smooth and tender fingers and said with a smile, the words were full of strong confidence, and there was such a trace of excitement, he was very excited every time he wanted to kill a real strong man .

The carriage didn't move, and no one answered his order. Wang Jing frowned slightly, and a few fine lines appeared on his tight and wide forehead. He narrowed his eyes and felt the vitality around the carriage through the thick curtain. Fluctuation, but did not find any abnormalities, nor found that someone was peeping in the alley.

There was a dead silence inside and outside the car, accompanied only by the sound of the rain. This strong young man, who was said to be invincible below the destiny level, had a strong warning sign in his heart, but felt that this warning sign had no reason. He sat quietly in the car for a long time, listening to the rain outside the car, and suddenly reached out to lift the heavy curtain in front of him.

The corner of the car curtain was raised, and suddenly the corner of the curtain floated out lightly, floated out half a foot away, and then fell lightly on the ground.

Wang Jing slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at the corner of the curtain between the rain in the distance, his right finger slightly flexed, the curtain in front of him swayed again, and then split again without any accident, becoming a piece of cloth in the rain.

There seemed to be an invisible knife beside the carriage.

There is no sense of fluctuation in the mind of any practitioner, only the vitality between the world and the world has undergone some very slight changes at the moment the car curtain is cut and drifted away. If he is not a strong generation of the younger generation of Datang, maybe even that vitality Minor changes are imperceptible.

Thinking of a certain possibility, Wang Jingluo's complexion turned slightly pale.

After a moment, pride finally overcomes the fear of the unknown. He snorted, ten chubby fingers in his hands spread like white lilies with sufficient nutrients, and the strong fluctuations invaded from the inside of the car to the outside, and the windows and doors were counted. Shocked away, and then he groaned, and he was about to get out of the car.

However, at the next moment, he stopped his body extremely embarrassed and turned into a stone carving in the rain.

The whole alleyway has become another world. His attempt to break through directly triggered the dangerous gas machine between heaven and earth. The rainwater accumulated on the blue stone plate on the ground began to tremble violently, jumping from time to time in the air and then falling ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Like the crazy dance of men and women in the Oka Spring Festival!

And the night sky above the alley turned into the magic workshop of Lord Haotian, and all the raindrops falling from that night sky became sharp and irresistible knives!

Countless raindrops, like countless sharp knives, fell from above the night sky, fell on the carriage in the alleyway, fell on the carriage, the carriage pieces were broken, fell on the cowl, the cowl turned into wood powder, and fell on On the two horses in the front, Ma Erming was instantly cut into flesh by raindrops without any sound!

Ten thousand drops of spring rain fell into the alley, and everything around the carriage in the rain disintegrated and shattered. It was strange that the rain falling in the carriage was as gentle as the real spring rain, hitting Wang Jing slightly pale cheeks, leaving no trace of blood .

Wang Jingluo in the rain looked abnormally embarrassed, sitting miserably on the only car plate under him. His clothes were already soaked, and several wet hairs could not rest on his forehead. He looked up at the raindrops falling into the night sky in a daze, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably, not knowing whether it was because of cold or panic.

He looked down hard at the four lanes in the darkness around him, watching the rainwater dancing on the ground in the alley, looking at the faint "well" word composed of the four lanes and the rain, his pale lips twitched slightly, murmured Talking to myself:

"Well character?"

Rain fell from the forehead wet hair, Wang Jing lost his soul and turned his head, searching for the enemy's traces in the rainy night. The pride and self-confidence in ordinary days had already become despair and fear. He suddenly coughed violently, bent over and used He beat the rain around him heavily, crying like a bullied child:

"Impossible! How could there be a Runemaster!"

"Who drew this symbol!"

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