Not far away is a ten -foot distance. For ordinary people, this number does not make any sense. For the practitioners in the realm of Dongxuan, this distance represents danger or even death, because whether it is a sword master Fu Shi or read it or read it Teacher, as long as they step into the realm of Dong Xuan, they can attack any goals within ten feet.
The majestic spring rain fell on the carriage, and it fell on the burly car husband on the front. The curtain was occasionally lifted by the wind. You can only see the corner of the quaint gown, but you can't see the people inside -the simple gown of the quaint gown The owner is an old -fashioned old man, with his eyebrows and sorrows, and his face is clustered, like Huanglian's old roots and bitterness.
His name was Xiao Kuyu, and the strong man supported by the Datang Empire had entered the realm of Dongxuan twenty years ago. A few days ago, because of the cleaning plan of tonight, he was secretly called back to Beijing by the Ministry of Military from Southern Yangguan.
The wind and rain outside the carriage, the little bitter rain in the carriage seemed to have nothing to do. The thin and thin hands on the knee trembled slightly. Dry the dry yellow land. His eyes were closed, and his face was thick curtain in front of his face, but he only needed gently to see the picture at the main entrance of the house, looking at the small tree sitting in the storm in the storm.
The rain silk above the Chunfeng Pavilion was disturbed by some intangible force, and it began to become tilted. Several of people could see or even not detect the fluctuations, and began to condense in the vitality of heaven and earth.
Sitting in the lips of the small tree in the heavy rain, tonight, the middle -aged man's white and handsome eyebrows appeared to a dignified look for the first time. For the mysterious carriage, he must condense all of all Going to cope with the spirit, so he's eyes were slightly drooping, and he didn't look at the spiritual Tang Jun's elite in front of him. rise.
As the palm of the palm hit the rain again, listening to the rain tower, the thin green steel sword that was deeply pierced into the ascetic monk's eyebrows returned at a high speed, turning lightning in the rain in the rain, and the stern howlings, so as not to show The speed was turned into a flowing light, flying across the courtyard wall and piercing the carriage in the rain.
A very indifferent word sounded inside the quiet rain: "Castle."
The green steel sword like flowing rain seems to be hit by the power of this word, and it is like being bound by the vitality fluctuations of the intangible vitality in the rain. The kite on the line usually slanted into the wall across the street and fell to the ground with the rain!
The sound in the rainy carriage seemed to be able to escape the category of space and time, starting from ten feet, but at the same time, it sounded like a thunder in the sea of the small tree.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Chao Xiaoshu felt that his heart seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and began to beat violently. He kept beating like a drum, and he lost his control of the flying sword in an instant. This war drum will be cracked by heavy drums, and his heart will be crushed by the man in the carriage.
The man in the rain car is where they found?
Raise the thin lips towards Xiaoshu, raised his right lightning lightning, patted three palms on his chest, and shocked the blue shirt on his chest. One palm drifted away from the ground, drifting out of the door of the house, and floating on the streets shrouded in rain.
Both palms stepped on the ground heavy, feeling the vitality fluctuations in the air in the small tree, and the net woven the net woven around the body, took a deep breath, and walked forward.
He walked towards the carriage in the rain, his face getting paler and paler, but his eyes getting brighter and brighter. The usual calmness and calmness had long been replaced by indifference and perseverance - even though every step he took, the vitality in the alley fluctuated. It would cause great harm to his body and mind. Even if he took one more step, the powerful sea of energy stabbing at him from the powerful telepathic master in the carriage would be sharper, but he still insisted on moving forward because he had to Approach the carriage.
The moment the heart started beating violently in Chao Xiaoshu's chest, Ning Que felt something strange. Amidst the pounding rain, he heard the sound like a war drum. He knew that the terrible sound came from Chao Xiaoshu's body. Use your mind power to control the vitality between heaven and earth and directly attack the internal organs in the enemy's body!
This method seemed so magical and irresistible. Standing in the rain, his body began to stiffen, and the hand holding the handle of the knife suddenly felt very cold. He knew that the truly terrifying enemy had finally appeared.
Chao Xiaoshu walked toward the carriage in the rain without giving any instructions to Ning Que, because his energy was completely focused on the confrontation with the enemy in the car, and he had no time or energy to tell Ning Que what he should do.
Ning Que had seen the actions of the old man Lu Qingchen. He knew how terrifying the mind master was, so he knew that he had to suppress all the fear in his heart at this moment. He knew very well that no matter how powerful the mind master was, his body was relatively more fragile. These are their fatal weaknesses. If he wants to keep Chao Xiaoshu alive, and if he wants to keep himself alive, then he must do everything possible to hurt the body of the person in the carriage and interrupt the other person's meditation.
There is a heavy curtain of rain between the main entrance of the house and the carriage. There is a distance of ten feet. The master of heaven and earth can control the energy of heaven and earth to ignore this distance, ignore any time and space restrictions, and directly attack the enemy. And he is just an ordinary person. , what method should he choose to interrupt the other party's meditation?
His right foot stepped heavily on the bluestone, and a circle of slightly muddy water appeared around the sole of the foot. With the huge rebound force, Ning Que's body was like a fallen leaf blown up by the strong wind, and swept out of the main entrance of the Chao Zhai with a whooshing sound. , leaping into the air.
The man was still in mid-air, and with a clang, the simple sword he held in his right hand was accurately inserted back into the sheath behind him, then he held the feather arrow in the quiver, turned his left elbow, and the boxwood hardwood bow circled in the rain. appear in front of you.
He was fluttering in the rain, and he suddenly opened the boxwood hardwood bow. The tendons collapsed and then he released it again. Four arrows on the string shot out in volley!
Four feather arrows shot towards the carriage in the rain like lightning!
Ning Que's feet stepped into the water and when his body landed on the ground again, the four feather arrows had already crossed Chao Xiaoshu's side. You can imagine how amazing his reaction speed and arrow shooting speed were!
Since what was required was speed, there was no reason to stop. Ning Que stepped on the rainwater accumulated on the street again, his body leaning forward like a leopard, running towards the carriage, the flat end of the boxwood bow in his hand held out in front of him again Open it, the bowstring buzzes, and the arrow shoots out again like lightning!
He ran in the rainy night, and he shot arrows while running.