The wooden door of the small courtyard was shattered, the wall was broken and the smoke rose, the knife broke the monk's clothes, and then the sword was cut many times, the time seemed to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was very short, Luo Kedi covered his bleeding throat, and when he retreated miserably, the eighteen Xiling divine guards had just rushed to the front of the broken wall, and they shouted angrily, and they raised their knives to cut at Ning Que.

Xiling Shenwei is the direct guard of the sect, much higher than the strength of the ordinary temple cavalry, if placed in the general cultivation sect, it is an absolute master, the knife in their hands is long and straight, the knife body is engraved with dense runes, each knife swing can stimulate the rune shock, so that the strength increases, also known as the god-given long knife.

Eighteen god-given long knives fell towards Ning Que's body like a storm, coming from all directions, and the big black umbrella that Ning Que was holding could block these knives, but it could not cover the direction of your residence before the eighth chapter of the fourth volume of the curtain was broken.

Fortunately, in addition to the big black umbrella in his hand, there was also a Pu knife, he pulled the Pu knife back from the hole in the black umbrella, held the umbrella in one hand, and held the knife in the other, and waved it into the rain of knives.

Bang pop, the black umbrella Pu knife and the eighteen god-given long knives collided continuously in the air, shaking out crisp or dull sounds, and then there were extremely complex sounds in the field, there were the sound of metal breaking, there was the screaming sound of sharp objects breaking through the air, there was the tearing sound of the blade cutting through the flesh, and the muffled sound of enduring the pain.

Four God-given long knives broke from it, and blood appeared in the chest and abdomen of the three Xiling Divine Guards, and their footsteps retreated in a big disorder, Ning Que's hand holding the black umbrella cracked slightly, and there were two long wounds on his left leg, and the God-given long knife attached to the symbol was extremely sharp, and his body was so tough, there was no way to completely block it.

The sharp tip of the broken god-given long knife sneered through the air and splashed towards the streets and alleys around the small courtyard, and an ascetic monk of the Hanging Temple who had just arrived was shot into the shoulder by a broken knife, and his face was pale and fell to the ground.

There was also a broken knife shot at the middle-aged monk, he stretched out two fingers, as if picking up the broken knife in the air, calmly and comfortably grabbed the broken knife and walked towards Ning Que. The monk's robe on his body has long been torn, and before the wall is broken in the eighth chapter of the fourth volume of the curtain year, you are tied up and covered with blood, and you look extremely miserable, but your expression is very calm.

What is shocking is that the two deep knife wounds on the monk's back and groin are no longer bleeding, although there are still gaps in the skin, and the muscles on both sides of the wound are squeezed together and slowly twisted and seem to be healing, except for the fact that his face is slightly pale, there is no trace of injury at all!

Ning Que guessed that this monk must have a means, but he didn't expect that the means would be so wonderful, forcibly compressing the muscles to stop the injury, although it was shocking, but it could still be imagined, but the wound on the monk's groin had at least a few broken blood vessels, how could he let those blood vessels grow back together?

What made him even more vigilant was that at the same time as the middle-aged monk walked towards him, more than a hundred archers from the Moon Wheel ** team also entered this alley, and the sound of the bowstring crumbling could be clearly heard.

Ning Que's pupils shrank, since he practiced Haoran Qi, he was not very afraid of ordinary arrow shooting at all, not to mention that he was still holding a big black umbrella in his hand now, but he was worried about his back.

More than a dozen Xiling guards gathered in formation again, and as the middle-aged monk walked towards him, the archers around the streets and alleys gradually entered their respective shooting positions, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense, and he took three steps back and stood in front of the remaining half of the broken wall. After breaking through the wall, he has been engaged in high-speed combat In the eyes of people, he was wearing a black academy uniform, just a black figure, until this time he stood in front of the broken wall, in absolute stillness, people saw his current situation clearly.

He carried a thin little girl on his back, and he and the little girl were tightly tied with ropes around their waists and thighs, binding the bodies of the two people tightly, thinking that no matter how they ran, they would not let the two people separate, and such an absolute tightness could ensure that it would not affect his reaction and speed when fighting.

Master Qimei and Xiling Shenwei, as well as those ascetic monks and archers of the Moon Wheel Kingdom in the distance, looking at this scene, immediately guessed the true identity of the thin little girl, and couldn't help but have extremely complicated feelings, some people sighed and sighed, some people were extremely frightened, and some people were shocked and speechless.

Ning Que held a big black umbrella in his left hand, held a Pu knife in his right hand, looked at the middle-aged monk and Xiling Shenwei in front of him, calm and silent, Sang Sang was carrying a black iron bow, with a bag tied around his waist, leaning on his shoulder, his expression was also very calm, although he was besieged, there was no superfluous love on the faces of the two people.

There was silence.

The calmness of Ning Que and Sang Sang represents strength and means terrible. Whether it was the Seven Masters or those Xiling Divine Guards, looking at the picture in front of them, they subconsciously stopped, and no one dared to shoot arrows.

The black academy uniform trembled slightly, and the chest under the academy uniform kept rising and falling, Ning Que did not make a wheezing sound, in fact, he was extremely tired, but it was just a very short battle, but it made him feel as tired as if he had been fighting for a whole day, especially when he collided with Luo Ke more than ten times before, which made him have signs of fatigue.

Luo Kedi's last golden sword, slashed heavily on the big black umbrella, the umbrella handle fell hard, poked his chest, that place has been in severe pain, what is more troublesome is that first the middle-aged monk's seven fingers, and then more than ten golden swords, he has suffered internal injuries, at this time the hand holding the handle has been trembling slightly.

He let go of his right hand gripping the hilt, then re-tightened it, and in a very short time, he repeated this action seven times to calm his state of mind and relieve the fatigue in his wrist, because the movement was so fast, that the handle could not leave his palm at all, and no one in the field even noticed this.

While doing this, he kept thinking extremely quickly, how to get rid of the current predicament and the pursuit later, how to get rid of the middle-aged monk in front of him?

Roque's enemy is undoubtedly a terrifying enemy, and his strength is even higher than his. Fortunately, this person has been seriously injured, and even if he can survive, it will definitely not be possible to have any combat effectiveness today.

But Ning Que knows that this does not mean that his own strength has surpassed that of Luo Kedi, he just uses the hole of the big black umbrella to defeat the other party in a way that no one can imagine, if he thinks calmly enough, he will understand that this is a victory at the tactical level, not a comparison of strategic strength.

And this middle-aged monk is even more powerful and terrifying than Luo Kedi--Ning Que's cultivation of Haoran Qi, his body method is extremely fast, but he sneaked up on the other party before, but he actually failed to use a knife, and his body method actually can't gain the upper hand-what should he do next?!!!