The first snow last night has continued to this day, and Chang'an City has become a large black and white cloth, embroidered with the palace eaves and temples, painted with lakes and mountains, and the fog is deep and bleak all the way.

Ning Que dropped a lot of needles there, sewing them tightly, wanting to sew up those cracks, or re-embroider a new flower, so that the gloom could regain its brilliance.

Unfortunately, he understood a little late, and the number of stitches he dropped was not enough, and the viewer was always able to find a place to stay, and then saw him before he repaired the Astonishing Array.

Ning Que and Guan Zhu were separated by a long street shrouded in wind and snow for more than ten miles, and they met each other from afar.

Walking through Chang'an City, the Guan Zhu suffered many injuries, and his Taoist clothes were stained with blood, but he did not fall.

They didn't meet, but they did.

Once we met, we had already decided the winner.

Chapter 165 of the year of the fourth volume of the curtain I am invincible in Chang'an (I) Ning Que knows that he has lost.

Mo Shanshan glanced at him, sprinkled the stones from the deerskin bag on the street, and left.

He took the pestle and tightened his grip on the hilt.

If it had been in the past, he would have turned away as soon as he was sure of failure, but today he didn't.

It's not about courage, it's about faith.

Because he believed that he could achieve the ultimate victory.

Because this is Chang'an City...... Separated by more than ten miles of wind and snow, the viewer glanced at the other side of the street.

The array pestle in Ning Que's hand suddenly became extremely hot, and the place where the palm surface touched the pestle made a sizzling sound, accompanied by green smoke, with a pungent smell of burning.

From the morning to the present, this glance was the first real contact between Ning Que and the Viewer. Only with the power of the Astonishing Array could he not be distracted by the gaze of the Viewer.

The power of the Divine Array was radiated into the street through the Array Eye Pestle, protecting his body and mind, and the Array Eye Pestle was a passage, bearing an unimaginable amount of heaven and earth breath, and heating up sharply.

The pain of this burning did not only fall in the palm of his hand. It also fell on his heart.

But his expression remained calm and silent, because it was hot. Then you can fight.

Chapter 165 of the year of the fourth volume of the curtain year, I am invincible in Chang'an (I) "Even in Chang'an City, you are still too weak. ”

More than ten miles away, the voice of the Lord came from the watcher, and the wind and snow could not hide it.

Ning Que looked at the wind and snow and said, "In Chang'an City." I know everything, so you haven't been able to catch up with me, and I want to try it now, can I do everything. ”

As soon as the words fell, he drew his knife and slashed down.

His mental power in the sea overflowed, and through the array eye pestle he held in his hand, it spread to all directions of Chang'an City, to the mansions of the three hundred and sixty-five streets and alleys of the East City, to the blue bricks and old stones that had experienced countless years of wind, rain, snow and frost, and to the five lakes in the West City. Come to the pavilions.

A desolate aura emanated from the cracks and stones of the bricks, slowly rising from the depths of the ice-covered lake and from the depths of the foundations of the pavilions.

Old beams creaked, bluestone slabs crushed years of dust, and hot springs gushing from the bottom of the five lakes became hotter. Countless pearl-like bubbles bubbled out, and fish desperately fled in the boiling waters.

If you go, you will return.

The Astonishing Array sensed the summoning of the telekinesis emanating from the pestle of the Array, and returned the endless breath of heaven and earth to the Vermilion Bird Avenue, to his body, to his blade.

Ning Que slashed down with a single sword, and then cut the city out.

Above the Snow Street. There were countless knife marks, snorting and snorting, breaking through the wall and cutting the ground.

These scars come in pairs, and each pair of scars is a word, a powerful rune.

These knife marks condense the heaven and earth breath of Chang'an City, which is extremely powerful, and each knife mark is above the five realms, sealing the entire Vermilion Bird Avenue.

The scars of the knife are like mowing grass, and the killing is like grass.

The eaves are broken, the walls are overturned, the beams are broken, the stones are broken, and everything they touch is like dry grass.

The scars came with the city.

The viewer Tsing Yi trembled slightly, and disappeared in place.

A knife mark fell on the street, and with a crisp click, the bluestone slab broke.

The air on the streets also broke.

The viewer fell back into the street, stepping on the residual snow.

A wound appeared on his left leg.

When he looked at it, the blood stopped and the wound was like jade.

Countless knife marks broke through the air from the end of the long street more than ten miles away.

The viewer disappeared again, unleashing a distanceless approach in every square inch.

The knife marks cut out by Ning Que, with the breath of Chang'an City, once again cut him out of the mezzanine of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

From time to time, the contemplator disappears, and from time to time he appears.

When he reappeared, at the mouth of the alley, at the door, in the broken ya, like a god.

Every time he reappeared, he had an extra wound on his body.

He is the strongest person in the Dao Sect for thousands of years, and he is the first person in the world today, but in the face of the power of the entire Chang'an City, he can still only passively defend.

Ning Que wondered if he could do anything in Chang'an City, at least for now, he did...... Once again, the Spectator was slashed out of the void by the scar marks.

There was a very small wound on his forehead, the wound was at the end of his eyebrows, and the broken eyebrows were like broken river banks, and blood slowly flowed out of the thin lines like water overflowing from the river banks.

He looked at the other side of the long street, and his expression gradually became solemn.

He suddenly raised his palm and slowly brushed it down in front of him, like an ancient Buddha mourning himself, and like those face-changing tricks in the ancient opera of the Song Kingdom, wanting to erase this face.

The slowly falling palm of the viewer did not wipe away the blood, nor did it turn the thin wound into a golden thread, but only added a layer of frost to the broken eyebrows and eyelashes.

An aura of silence enveloped his body.

On the other side of the long street, there were knife marks breaking through the snow.

The cold wind came first, and the green sleeves of the viewer moved, and the body rose in the wind, as if it had become countless times larger in an instant, and it was about to break through the sky.

In fact, he was still standing on the street, still an ordinary Taoist.

It's just that his body exudes a breath as grand as the sea and boundless.

Ning Que's knife marks have arrived.

Chang'an City has arrived.

The breath of heaven and earth changed violently, and in the wind and snow of Suzaku Avenue, there seemed to be countless people crying.

In an instant, he was hit by dozens of knife marks.

Ning Que's knife marks are all above the Five Realms, and they have the power to cut mountains and rivers.

But at this time, the contemplator has been extinguished, ruthless and knowledgeless, painless, fearless and fearless.

Ning Que's character has the power of the Five Realms, carrying the power of the Amazing God Array, on the Vermilion Bird Avenue, it is like the raging tide of the storm sea in the Song Kingdom.

But at this time, the contemplation is immeasurable, whether it is breath or volume, there is like the ocean of Haohan.

No matter how powerful the knife marks are, it will cut people who don't hurt or hurt.

No matter how terrifying the tide is, falling in the ocean, it is just a corner of the picture.

Silence and immeasurable.

The contemplator casts on the two five realms at the same time and makes the two form a perfect unity...... The wind and snow are quiet again.

The viewer moves forward calmly.

Ning Que's knife marks only left some extremely subtle marks on his body.

There are eyelashes falling, clothes are broken, and there are small cuts on cloth shoes.

Other than that, there were no more wounds.

Ning Que looked at the Guan Master who came and said, "It turns out that you are a flying ant...... Happy Holidays to all) rq!!