Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 39 The Autumn Rain Kills, and the Autumn Wind Laughs

At this moment, this group of fallen knights showed the true level of the masters of the Cave Xuan Realm, especially the absolute importance of coldness and calmness in battle. These fallen knights didn't know what kind of danger the black carriage was hiding in the autumn rain, but at the moment when the warning sound of Longqing sounded, except for the knight who rushed to the front, everyone else made the fastest and most correct reaction like Zimo - they abandoned the horses under them, didn't care about anything, and crawled on the wet mud floor, the wolf grabbed the ground with their hands, kicked their legs, and desperately went in the direction away from the black carriage, as long as they could close the distance, they seemed to be able to do anything.

Even so, these fallen knights still did not completely avoid the damage, several horses that rushed too fast rushed into the autumn rain, and were cut into pieces of flesh by the invisible force in the rain, some knights' boots were chopped by invisible lines, and some people's entire calves were cut off, and the section was smooth, looking like a red circle with white eyes, but it looked more and more disgusting.

The terrible howls continued to sound in the autumn rain, and the lines in the air that could not be seen by the naked eye seemed to be spiritual, chasing and cutting a qiฤ“.

Zimo scurried backwards in the rain, grabbed two lightly injured companions, and threw them backwards with all his might, just after a moment's delay, there were several more notches on the armor on his body that seemed to be corroded, and it seemed that they were about to disintegrate.

He snorted, the flying sword came out of the sheath, containing the pure heaven and earth vitality, and roared quickly in front of him, between the flow of light and shadow, I don't know how many collisions with those invisible cutting forces in the rain, the flying sword that was originally as bright as a bright piece. It faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Natal Flying Sword was dim and damaged, which was a very strict thing for cultivators, but at this time, where could Zimo still take care of so much, and with the moment of time won by the Natal Sword, he swept back at high speed, and he didn't know how far he had retreated, and finally succeeded in leaving the surroundings of the black carriage and leaving this dangerous autumn rain, so he hurriedly summoned his flying sword back.

A fallen ruler of the Upper Realm. At the back of the black horse, he was not affected by the invisible cutting power of the autumn rain, but just looked at the horses that rushed into the autumn rain and broke into pieces, watched the strange blood lines and deep wounds on the bodies of his companions, and listened to the pain and muffled snorts of his companions, his face became extremely ugly, and his anger was extremely unwilling.

I heard him roar, and the flying sword in the sheath buzzed out, turning into a blue light with black edges, and it suddenly penetrated the layers of autumn rain. Stab at the black carriage in the depths of the autumn rain!

However, once it entered the autumn rain, to be precise, once it entered the layers of autumn rain around the black carriage, the flying sword could no longer maintain such a power. [Instantly became dim, and a layer of rust appeared on the surface, as if it had been washed by the rain for decades in a moment.

Immediately afterward, many subtle notches appeared on the rust surface of the flying sword, like cracks.

With a snap, the flying sword fell into the rain three feet away from the black carriage. I can't move a single thing anymore. It's like a dead worm that can only be soaked in rain until it rots.

The Natal Flying Sword was destroyed, and the Fallen Lord's face suddenly turned pale, and there was a bloody spurt.

Cold rain trickled down from Zimo's hair and ran through his eyes.

He looked at the autumn rain in front of him, even if he was expelled from the temple and was abolished by Ye Hongyu for cultivation. The eyes that were still resolute finally showed a look of fear.

An autumn rain and a cold.

Just an autumn rain. Layers of rain curtains, heavy rain threads. It just fell so quietly, rushing against the frosty weeds, washing the wagon and the blood on the ground, and there was nothing in the rain, but there seemed to be countless of the thinnest and sharpest steel wires inside, silently waiting to cut through anything that dared to enter the autumn rain, whether it was a horse or a man or a sword.

It was not the autumn rain itself that caused this qiฤ“, but the quiet black carriage in the rain, looking at the black carriage, looking at Ning Que on the car, Zimo's face became more and more pale, and he felt that this black carriage and the people in the carriage did not belong to this real world, but from the netherworld.

Seeing that the most powerful and loyal subordinate was hit hard by an autumn rain, Long Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he didn't want to guess whether Ning Que could still shoot the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, and the mental power in the sea suddenly erupted, mobilizing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around the temple, transforming it into his own breath, and directly attacking the black carriage.

With the meaning of silence, it was full of the aura of ruining miรจ energy, as if it had its own color, that is, black, but this seemingly powerful aura disappeared in an instant as soon as it entered the autumn rain around the black carriage.

At least he disappeared in Longqing's spiritual world, losing the connection with that breath, which made his sea of consciousness violently shaken, and his face couldn't help but turn slightly pale, and his body shook slightly.

The invisible cutting power in the autumn rain can actually cut the purest breath!

Long Qing suddenly remembered a certain talisman in the legend, the kind of rune that was cultivated to the extreme, and could even cut the space, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.

"Tic tack characters!"

Long Qing looked at Ning Que, his cold eyes were full of shock, and there was a faint hunger and thirst that made people feel palpitations, like a beggar who had been hungry for more than ten days, and suddenly saw a white-faced steamed bun in the broken temple, where would he care if there was blood or dust on the steamed bun, he just wanted to eat this steamed bun into his stomach.

"You actually learned Uncle Yan Se's well characters, it seems that in the past two years, your progress has not been small. โ€

The well character is Ning Que's most powerful talisman, and when it is cast in his hands, the power is even close to that of a divine rune, but the use of the well character is also a very heavy burden on his realm, at this time, his face seems to be a little paler than Long Qing, and he reluctantly smiled: "I don't know where you have been hiding in the past two years, and you have always been locked up in a black prison, maybe you have encountered some adventures, but in short, you have been away from this world for too long, so you are a little outdated, I don't know my current legend, I can forgive you for being lonely and unheard." โ€

Long Qing said indifferently: "However, the battle has just begun, and you have brought out your most powerful hole cards, I am curious what made you make such an unwise choice, is it that I put too much pressure on you?"

"I thought that we, the disciples of the academy, were already the most narcissistic people in the world, but I never expected to see you again today, but you are really an idiot to ask this question, and you should use all your strength to fight the rabbit with a tiger. Since it's a battle, of course, you have to use the most powerful means from the beginning, which is a truth that those girls who only know how to write in a daze understand. โ€

The girl in Ning Que's sentence naturally refers to Mo Shanshan, a bookworm, who once taught her to fight rabbits with a tiger during her journey in the wasteland.

Being ridiculed as an idiot by Ning Que, Long Qing was not angry, looked at him and asked calmly, "What should I do next?"

Ning Que said: "If you don't want to fight anymore, you can go first." I have no opinion. โ€

Long Qing smiled and said, "You have to die today." โ€

Ning Que looked at Qiu Yu and said, "You can try to come over and kill me." โ€

Long Qing also looked at this autumn rain, feeling the sharp rune looming in the rain, his smile was a little indifferent, a little ridiculous, the well character is indeed powerful and terrifying, even he can't crack it, but the biggest feature or weakness of the rune is that it can't maintain the rune forever. With the passage of time, with the wind, snow, rain, dew, frost and snow in nature, it will gradually fade until it finally disappears.

Long Qing put his right hand behind him. Pointing to the cold autumn rain with his left hand, he said with a smile: "When the rain stops and the blue sky returns, it will be your death." โ€

Ning Que was silent.

This made Long Qing feel a little dissatisfied, and he repeated seriously: "You can't escape today." โ€

Ning Que said: "Since I knew that the person who came was you, I didn't think about running away. โ€

Long Qing was slightly stunned. "Why is that?" he asked...... Do you think there will be a fateful battle between us?"

Ning Que sneered slightly: "I really don't know what you grew up watching in the Yan Kingdom Palace. The reason why I don't run away is, of course, because I don't need to escape, don't forget that you are my defeated man, and you have never defeated me. โ€

"I see. โ€

Long Qing smiled with some complicated emotion, his smile seemed a little painful, a little sentimental, and said, "Could it be that you may still be my opponent now?"

"I said I don't know what happened to you in the last two years. I've had some adventures, but I can't be afraid of you. As long as it's you, I believe I can't fail. Not to die. โ€

Ning Que looked at Prince Longqing and said, "Because this is my story, in my story, a character like you can only be used to accompany me forever." โ€

In the carriage.

Sang Sang was installing something on the remaining iron arrows in the box, listening to Ning Que's words, his fingers stiffened slightly, and asked, "Do you really think so?"

The rain muffled Ning Que's slight voice.

"I'm not a junior uncle, nor am I a second senior brother, of course I can't think so, and I think the person who is the most similar to the hero of the story in the world doesn't seem to end well in the end. โ€

"Then why do you say that?"

"Because I don't like him, even if I can't beat him, I'm going to disgust him to death. โ€

Ning Que glanced at Sang Sang with his spare eyes and said, "You know why I don't like him. โ€

Sang Sang was a little embarrassed and explained: "I don't like him now, and at that time, I just looked at him and wanted to see him twice." โ€

Ning Que said coldly: "At least I once liked it, even if I liked it, I liked it." โ€

The autumn rain was bitter and cold, the meaning was fierce, the blood was fading, the pain was getting lower, the atmosphere in front of the Red Lotus Temple was still tense, and even about to suffocate, but at this time, Ning Que and Sang Sang were still in the mood, hiding in the black carriage and whispering, talking about the old accounts of the year.

Long Qing was silent.

At this time, the well character fell in the autumn rain next to the black carriage, and he and the fallen knights could not get close, but Ning Que could not take the opportunity to escape.

No matter how powerful the talisman is, there will be a moment when it disappears.

Long Qing understood that Ning Que was trying to delay time and recover as much as possible, so after a little thought, he sat down on the stone steps of **, closed his eyes, began to meditate, and began to treat the injuries in his body.

It was a moment of peace in battle.

This is a break from the autumn rains.

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