Chapter 9: Spring Breeze Drizzle Murder Night (Part II)

Tang Ning walked towards the Spring Breeze Pavilion, he was not interested in the scene of the two of them joining hands to kill the enemy, he was interested in Master Yan Se. He wanted to see what the legendary Tic Tac character would be like.

On the other side, Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu had already started killing in the Spring Breeze Pavilion. Chao Xiaoshu alone faced the swordsmen from the Sword Pavilion of the Southern Jin Dynasty and the monks of the Moon Wheel Kingdom, and the attacks of those black-clothed people were blocked by the masked Ning Que one by one.

The battle against Xiaoshu progressed quickly, and when his sword pierced the chests of the two of them, the blood feud of Xiaohezi Zhuoer was finally resolved.

After the two of them finished killing, they walked towards the outside of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, and at this time, a carriage slowly drove from the alley in the dark.

Ning Que looked at the carriage with vigilance in his eyes. When the carriage appeared, the little tree was trapped in place as if it had been hit hard, and screamed in pain.

Drawing out the bow and arrow behind him, Ning Que silently opened his bow and arrow.

"You go quickly, it's Nianshi!"

Drawing his sword towards Xiaoshu, the sword qi condensed from the long sword shot out, and the target was the person in the carriage.

Ning Que didn't speak, but the bow and arrows in his hand continued to shoot out one after another, and the sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air resounded through the night.

Whether it was the sword qi towards Xiaoshu or the bow and arrow that Ning Que shot out, it couldn't pose the slightest threat to that carriage at all.

Ning Que silently pulled out the Pu knife behind him, and his figure quickly swept through the streets, pointing directly at the carriage with the Pu knife in his hand.

Pu Dao, who had drunk the blood of countless waste firewood, arrived one meter in front of the carriage, and when he reached the front of the carriage, there was a burst of force agitation from inside the carriage, which directly knocked Ning Que out and flew out. Ning Que swallowed the blood in his throat after landing on the ground, and silently tightened the hand holding the knife.

At this point in the war, Ning Que was already exhausted, and it was quite amazing that he, an ordinary person who had not yet entered the path of cultivation, could do this. Chao Xiaoshu's five hundred taels of flowers are worth it, and Ning Que's knife is fast, accurate, and ruthless enough.

Most of the dozens of corpses in the courtyard of the Chunfeng Pavilion were fatally killed by the Pu knife in his hand. It was also because of him that Chao Xiaoshu was able to concentrate on fighting those two. It's a pity that in such a situation, both Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu are already weak, and they are helpless but unwilling to face the people in the carriage.

The man in the carriage lifted the curtain, and a slightly disdainful voice came at the same time.

"Chao Xiaoshu, you are amazing, the battle of the cultivators, you have been forced to beat the taste of magnificent iron blood. It's a pity that you've met me, and I'm here to give you a ride. ”

Speaking of this, the person who came jumped over and landed in front of Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu.

When he saw the appearance of the person coming to Xiaoshu, he was a little unwilling.

"The person he's going to kill tonight is me, it's none of your business, you can go."

Ning Que listened to Chao Xiaoshu's weak voice, turned over and half-knelt on the ground and tightened the Pu Dao in his hand, and responded: "Who said it has nothing to do with me?" I will not go anywhere until I receive the money. ”

After speaking, Ning Que rushed out with a knife again. This knife was useless, but Ning Que still had the courage to draw it.

Just like the little uncle in the mountain behind the academy, he knew that he could not defeat Haotian, but he still dared to declare war with the sky.

I saw that Wang Jingluo faced Ning Que's knife, he didn't panic, and with a slight wave of his right hand, Ning Que was overturned to the ground with a knife, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out, Ning Que was already powerless to fight again.

Wang Jingluo ignored Ning Que and moved forward step by step. He was expressing his attitude silently, and this kind of ignorance made Ning Que feel very unaccustomed. It's all because he's a mortal, a waste wood who can't practice!

"Chao Xiaoshu, do you have any last words to say?"

Wang Jingluo pointed to the small tree that was half-kneeling on the ground, and his expression looked very proud and determined.

Xiang Xiaoshu supported the ground with his sword, struggled to stand upright, and the long sword in his hand cut through the night again, and an extremely pure sword qi carried the rain to Wang Jingluo's door.

The sword qi spread like water, and in the dim alleyway, it flickered and disappeared.

Wang Jingluo is worthy of being invincible under knowing his fate, and the sword qi of Chao Xiaoshu is in front of him, and it is difficult to even get close. If it were ordinary, maybe the two could fight to par.

But at this time, Chao Xiaoshu's internal yuan power was exhausted, and he was injured in the sandwich between the monk and the swordsman, and he couldn't exert his previous combat power.

Wang Jingluo stretched out his hand, and more and more vitality condensed on his palm, which should have been a dim street, but with the condensation of vitality, it became brighter and brighter. The expression on his face was very indifferent, and the vitality in his hands was dazzling.

Ning Que squinted his eyes and struggled to stand up, but the injuries in his body couldn't make him complete his movements. At this moment, he thought of Zhuo'er, thought of the old horse who was far away in Weicheng, and thought of the little maid Sangsang, gritting his teeth, Ning Que finally stood up.

Although he relied on the Pak knife, although he was already at the end of the crossbow, he was not afraid. He slowly stabilized his body and carried the Pu knife diagonally step by step. The tip of the knife slashed across the stone floor with a piercing sound, and the sparks that burst out were like his short but brilliant life.

Raising the knife, the knife was over his head, and Ning Que used all his strength to cut out the knife, but the knife fell very slowly and weakly.

Wang Jingluo had already heard the piercing friction sound, he just coldly gathered Yuan Li, and completely ignored Ning Que's knife. Because he is very strong, he has absolute self-confidence, and it is impossible for Ning Que's knife to fall on him.

Suddenly, the raindrops became more and more, denser and denser, and the vitality condensed in front of Wang Jingluo's body dissipated. Behind him, the carriage was cut to pieces in the blades of the raindrops.

The narrow and chaotic streets and alleys were once again surrounded by darkness, and only for a moment, a faint halo of light appeared above Wang Jingluo's head.

Wang Jingluo's proud face stiffened, and panic appeared on some young faces for the first time.

Ning Que's knife arrived, and after a burst of brilliance, Ning Que fell to the ground, and Pu Dao fell to the ground next to him.

Wang Jing wanted to withdraw his hands and flee, but the huge force pressed on him, as if he was carrying a mountain, so that he could only gather strength and try to stand up straight.

But the power was extremely majestic, like a majestic mountain, and like a lingering sea, and the increasing pressure made him bow his waist.

Soon, the bluestone slab under his feet quickly cracked, his knees touched the ground, and the whole person was half-kneeling on the ground, and the force finally stagnated and no longer put pressure on him.

Wang Jing looked up at the sky with a little difficulty, and there was a "well" floating in the dark alley that was not very spacious.

Wang Jing's slightly ruddy face gradually turned pale, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was muttering to himself.

"Hash tags? Who drew the symbol? ”

"You first met at the age of four, perceived at the age of six, were not confused at the age of eleven, entered the cave at the age of sixteen, and rose to the top grade of the cave in ten years. With successive victories to build a reputation as invincible below the command of fate, no matter how you look at it, you are a genius among cultivators. ”

With a burst of old and powerful words, Wang Jing's slightly pale face gradually became frightened.

In the dark, the rickety old man who walked out of the alley was wearing a dirty robe, and there was no trace of oil and dust on the robe. With slightly squinted eyes and a sparse beard, he looks very sloppy and obscene.

"I spent half a day drawing this talisman, what do you think?"

"There are only four of my Tang Dynasty Rune Masters, and only two of them are willing to wear Taoist robes. It takes a talisman like a rune master like a senior to draw it for half a day, and this well character is naturally terrifying. I just don't understand why the seniors took such great pains to ...... directly"

"Southern Jin Dynasty swordsman, the Moon Wheel Monk dies when he dies, you are different."

The old man smiled obscenely, glanced at Ning Que, who was holding the Pu knife, and walked towards Wang Jingluo.

Master Yan Se wanted to say more, but the well character hanging in the air suddenly disappeared!

Chao Xiaoshu Ning Que looked suspicious, they didn't know what was going on, they only felt that the sloppy old road in front of them suddenly became different, and the body that should have been rickety was standing straight at this time.

Wang Jingluo couldn't feel the suppression of the well character, and finally stood up from the ground and looked at Lao Dao with some doubts.

"Thank you for the mercy of the seniors of the rune master, Wang Jingluo will leave."

This proud genius couldn't notice Lao Dao's face in the dim environment, he thought that Lao Dao had withdrawn the rune, so he wanted to leave. But he soon discovered that he couldn't go at all.

He reached out and touched the air in front of him, and his palm suddenly touched the air, as if touching a wall, and a faint golden light radiated from his palms. This light is very faint and beautiful, but Wang Jingluo's heart is not beautiful at all.

Ning Que watched Wang Jingluo's movements, and suddenly remembered the animals that were locked in glass in his previous life.

"It's ......"

Chao Xiaoshu struggled to open his small eyes, as if trying to see what was going on through this.

Yan Se straightened his waist and looked at the room in front of him.

Ignoring the crowd, he stepped forward and pushed the door open, and the room was dark and difficult to see.

"Haotian Dao South Gate Rune Master Yan Se, I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

"I heard that Master Yan Se is the first in the world among the rune masters, and I have the fate to see it today, and it is really extraordinary."

In the darkness, an illusory voice sounded, and Yan Se wanted to identify the direction of the person who spoke, but the source of the voice was very strange, as if there were people in all directions.

"Your Excellency's cultivation is so profound, and the methods you use are so mysterious, the old man has never heard of it."

Master Yan Se said, he couldn't feel the murderous aura in the room, and he didn't even have hostility, so who was this person? Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light flashed, and Master Yan Se spoke.

"It is rumored that twenty years ago, there was a genius of Fu Dao in the Mochi Garden of the Great River Country, and he was later accepted by the master of the academy. In the past 20 years, this person has never shown up, and everyone in the world thinks that the master has been beaten in the eye. ”

"I didn't expect that twenty years later, Mr. Four would have such a cultivation, and the academy is really extraordinary!"

In the darkness, Tang Ning gradually appeared in front of Yan Se.

"Academy Tang Ning has seen Master Yan Se."

Yan Se looked at Tang Ning who suddenly appeared in front of him, and a trace of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"I wonder why Mr. Four is here tonight?"

Tang Ning looked at Yan Se, who was trying to make a serious appearance, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt even more obscene.

"Originally, the mountain behind my academy didn't pay attention to mundane matters, but tonight's incident is related to the safety of Datang. I came here for two things, one is to meet Master Yan Se, and the other is to ask Master Yan Se for someone! ”

"Someone? Who do you want from Lao Dao? The old man is alone, he can't want me personally, right? ”

"Since you are looking for Master Yan Se to ask for someone, the person you want is naturally related to the master."

Tang Ning ignored the old and unashamed ridicule, and secretly said in his heart that he really lived up to the example of obscenity.

"Okay, so who do you want? I didn't say yes beforehand. ”

Smiling slightly, Tang Ning didn't care about Yan Se's slippery scoundrel.

"He Mingchi!"

Yan Se's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he looked at Tang Ning seriously.

"He is my nephew and the only descendant of my Haotian Dao South Gate Taoist Temple. Since you are a member of the academy, you should know that my junior brother Li Qingshan is this apprentice. ”

"Of course I do."

"Now that you know, you still insist?"

"Not bad!"

"If I don't agree, old man, you shouldn't dare to drip me, right?"

Tang Ning looked at Yan Se, who was playing a scoundrel, and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Looking at Master Yan Se's words and deeds, of course he knew that there would be no one tonight. Since you can't find someone, you need to think about how to deal with this matter properly.