The first arrow that seemed to be about to succeed failed, Ning Que did not give birth to any frustration, his expression was calm, and he seemed to have expected it, the white turbulence on the side of the string gathered but did not disperse, and the next four arrows shot out in order like lightning.

If you are killed by an arrow from your own arrow on the battlefield, then all the legends in the Xiling Sect will become a joke.

According to the rules on the battlefield, since Ning Que has no confidence, he should not waste the precious opportunity of the first arrow on the Xiling Temple Sect, but today's battlefield is different from the ordinary battlefield, if he can't kill the Xiling Temple Sect, then no matter how many people he kills, he can't reverse the current situation, and no one can resist the strong temptation of shooting the Xiling Temple Sect Leader alive, and he is unwilling not to try once.

Ning Que's choice of target order is very normal, the more powerful or threatening the person, the more he will be ranked in front, the first arrow is the Xiling Temple Sect, and the second arrow is naturally Ye Hongyu.

In the blood-colored divine chariot, Ye Hongyu's black hair was like an arrow, and his body was like a broken arrow, and he bent backwards and fell, at this time the iron arrow had arrived, and only an arrow roar was heard, and the curtain of the god was blown into countless pieces.

A few strands of black hair fell, a stream of blood flowed down from his forehead, Ye Hongyu was lying on the floor of the god's chariot, and the blood-red ruling robe spread out like twilight clouds, which was originally an extremely beautiful picture, but it looked extremely wolfish.

No matter how wolf bèi, she still survived after all, just thinking about the iron arrow that was so close to her eyebrows, thinking about the death that was so close, even her face turned pale.

Ning Que's third arrow shot at the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle.

The Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle had previously fought with the Great Elder of the Desolate People's Republic of China with his spiritual power, and defeated the other party, and he himself had paid a great price, and he was meditating and pranayama in the divine chariot at this time. The intention is to reply as much as possible.

At this time, the head of the Xiling Divine Temple finally had time to react, only to see the tall figure in the huge divine pavilion suddenly straighten his waist, and a thunderous shout resounded through the wasteland.

A thunderbolt exploded in front of the Heavenly Oracle Grand Priest's Divine Command, looking like a shape of lightning, countless extremely thin white electric wires kept rolling, as if they could swallow a thing that entered the thunder group.

Iron arrows are shot into the mine, gradually peeling off, then thinning. But in the end, it was not completely swallowed, and turned into a slender shadow, which broke through with a snort and shot into the god's chariot.

At this time, the iron arrow was weakened by the Xiling Temple Sect Leader Thunder Regiment, and its power was greatly reduced.

The Heavenly Oracle Priest stretched out his right hand and gently grabbed the iron arrow that shot in front of the front door, and the movement was very gentle. It's like holding chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and it's like holding a picture.

But his expression was not relaxed, the deep wrinkles on his face deepened again, and the corners of his eyes began to bleed, until finally, even the wrinkles began to flow blood, and the iron arrows between his fingers quieted down.

The meditation recovery of the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle was forcibly interrupted by the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, and after being seriously injured, he was seriously injured again, at least for a short time, and he could not participate in today's decisive battle.

Ning Que's third arrow perfectly realized the intention of the battle. And no one could have imagined that his third arrow had a more important purpose, that is, to cover for the fourth arrow.

His fourth arrow once again shot at the middle of the battle line of the Xiling Divine Temple's coalition forces, and the direction of the arrows was not the huge god chariot standing in the Xiling Divine Temple, but the Luo Ke enemy next to the divine chariot.

In Chaoyang City, Luo Kedi was seriously injured by his arrow, and his throat was about to die, he didn't know how this person survived, and he was able to recover his strength and cultivation. It was probably that the Xiling Temple had a secret magic technique, but he decided not to give the Xiling Temple any chance to heal this person today.

The head of the Xiling Temple blocked an arrow for the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the arrow shot at Luo Ke's enemy, because no matter how strong he was, he was still a human after all, and there were still things he couldn't do.

The iron arrow struck Roque's throat with precision, like a thread in a girl's hand passing through the eye of a needle. Relaxed and casual with a very comfortable pleasure.

Blood splattered, and the iron arrow disappeared into the wasteland.

The neck bones are powdered, and the flesh is foamed.

Luo Kedi's eyes were a little confused. He didn't know what was going on.

He wanted to look at his tormented throat, fearing that he would never be able to speak again.

As soon as you bow your head, your head falls.

His body was as big as a mountain.

The head fell like a stone rolling down from the top of a mountain.

It landed on the ground with a muffled pop.

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The guards of the Xiling Temple gathered in front of the corpse of Luo Ke's enemy, watching the Lord Commander die with his head inexplicably, his eyes welled up with extremely strong fear, as well as countless grief.

At this moment, there was a sudden earth-shattering exclamation and cry not far away, and they looked back in amazement, only to see that there was chaos in the Southern Jin military camp, and they didn't know what was going on.

On the ground of the Southern Jin Dynasty military camp, there was a large pool of blood, and there was flesh that was shattered into pieces, and there was half a corpse.

Several eunuchs and a few Southern Jin Sword Pavilion masters looked at this pool of flesh and blood with pale faces, trembling with shock and fear, and one eunuch even fainted from crying.

"Your Highness...... Your Highness ......"

A Southern Jin Dynasty general knelt beside the pool of flesh and blood, his face was pale, his eyes were full of frightened expressions, as if he was scared stupid, and kept shouting, wanting to call the pool of flesh and blood alive.

If that pool of flesh and blood can't be resurrected again, then this Southern Jin Dynasty general will inevitably die, and countless Southern Jin Dynasty soldiers or eunuchs in the wasteland today will become a pool of flesh and blood in the near future.

This is Ning Que's fifth arrow.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty, who commanded the army in place of His Majesty the Emperor, died very thoroughly and simply.

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There was a dead silence in the wasteland.

Whether it was the Xiling Temple coalition army or the Desolate Tribe, no one spoke during this short period of time, and everyone was shocked beyond words, and even lost their souls.

Seeing that the coalition forces of the Xiling Temple were about to win, they only needed to ride their horses forward to cut off the heads of all the desolate people and exterminate the desolate people, and at this time, five iron arrows flew on the wasteland.

Five arrows shoot five people.

The head of the Xiling Temple, the two Xiling Grand Priests, the Divine Guard of the Temple, Luo Kedi, and the Prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty, any of them are the most important big people in the world, especially the four people except Luo Kedi, or in terms of prestige and power or the real throne, they are all the emperors of Guiruo, and the Lord of the Xiling Temple and the two Xiling Great Priests are like gods.

Who in the past so many years would have dared to attack such five people at the same time? If anyone had heard of such a situation before, they would have thought that the person was not sane.

However, the final result of these five arrows was that the Great Priest of Heaven was seriously injured and could no longer fight, which was equivalent to being forced to stay away from today's battle situation.

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Ning Que chooses a target, not only cares about the strength and power of the target, but also from a strategic point of view, the key is that he has the ability to achieve this strategy.

Luo Kedi is the most trusted subordinate of the Xiling Divine Temple, representing the direct force loyal to the Sect Master, and with such a tragic death, those forces will inevitably be uneasy, and even have some other thoughts.

The Southern Jin Dynasty army is one of the main forces of the Xiling Temple coalition army, and has been serving beside the sect gods, and the death of the Southern Jin prince who commands the army will inevitably bring great chaos to the Southern Jin army, and cause a great impact on the minds of those generals and cavalry, and the combat effectiveness of the Southern Jin Dynasty army will decline sharply.

If his first arrow was really able to kill the head of the Xiling Temple before, even if he was only seriously injured, the direction of today's battle would most likely change decisively because of these five iron arrows.

Purely from a strategic point of view, the generals of the Tang Iron Cavalry and the Shusheng, the king of the Great River with the highest realm in the alliance army of the Xiling Temple, seemed to be more qualified to be the target of the Iron Arrow than Luo Kedi and the Prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

But I don't know why, Ning Que didn't choose that way.

Somewhere eastward in the Xiling Shrine Alliance, the expressions on the faces of the disciples of the Great River Country Ink Pond Garden were very complicated, and Zhi Zhihua looked at the teacher's generous back, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Wang Shusheng looked at the north and was silent, his brows furrowed slightly.

He and the disciples of Mochi Yuan had all seen the five iron arrows and seen the terrifying damage caused by the iron arrows, even if he had been in the realm of knowing his fate for many years, he was not sure what the result would have been if the iron arrow shot at him.

And no matter how humble he is, he also knows that in today's coalition formation, he should occupy a share of an iron arrow no matter what, and there is only one reason why Ning Que did not shoot himself.

The Tmall girl's left shoulder was injured and wrapped in bandages, her childish and cute little face was extremely pale, and she said with a crying voice: "Are we really going to fight Brother Ning?"

To the west of the wasteland, in front of the Tang army.

Xian Zhilang, the general who had succeeded Xiahou for two years, looked at the desolate tribes in the north who were dead and wounded, and wanted to find Ning Que's figure, but he couldn't find it.

After he was silent for a long time, he suddenly smiled, raised his right hand, and signaled the entire team of more than 10,000 iron horsemen under his command to stand by.

A partial general frowned and asked, "Collect the troops?"

Xian Zhilang shook his head and said with a smile: "In front of the whole world, how can I collect troops alone, but the sons and daughters are also tired and always need to rest for a while." ”

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Archery is a battle, and not shooting is also a battle, and it requires more wisdom and accurate judgment of the situation and people's hearts - the reaction of the Great River Country and the beginning of the formation of the Tang army proved that Ning Que's judgment was not wrong.

There was silence above the wasteland, and the Xiling Temple coalition army looked nervously to the north, trying to find Ning Que's figure, under the threat of such an iron bow, it became an extremely terrifying thing to move forward.

However, the northern wilderness is full of wounded or dead desolate people, and Ning Que sneaks in the middle of it, and it is difficult to be detected, so the question left for the coalition army now is, how many arrows do he have left?

Or, how to find the person.

Or, how to force the person out.

At this moment, a solemn and loud voice came from the huge divine chariot, startled the ten thousand gauze curtains, shone on the golden railing, and came to the desolate army like thunder.

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