Nightfall

The monk of the lunar kingdom wanted an iron rod to smash the lovely Tmall girl into a slush, and shouted to my Buddha for mercy. m So Ning Que put the slender Pu Dao on the monk ’s neck, and then said that Master Sheng did n’t seem to understand compassion.

The skin around the monk's neck became slightly trembling due to the chill on the blade. He looked at Ning Que's clothing, his face was alarmed, and his voice asked dumbly, "Tang?"

Ning nodded.

The monk forcibly calmed his mind and looked at him across the slender blade, saying, "You are a sneak attack."

Ning Que did not look at him, looked at a few snowflakes slowly falling on the blade, and said, "You have the final say.

The monk didn't expect his answer to be like this. For a while, he didn't know how to answer the call. The black cheeks under the hat were stiff because of shame ... Shen Sheng said, "Not reasonable?"

Ning Que looked at him and smiled, and said, "I haven't seen you make sense just now."

Monk language

Ning Que looked at that face in the shadow of Lima and suddenly asked, "How do you think it should end?"

Under the hat, the monk's eyes were slightly bright, and he looked at him and said, "The poor monk refuses to accept it and fights again."

The Tmall girl closest to the two listened to the monk's words, and her little face flushed and ridiculed: "Do you want to be shameless? Just now it was you who attacked me, but the result said that we attacked you.

Ning Que seemed to have not heard her words, slowly removed the Park knife resting on the monk's throat, and fell on the thick snow, dragging his back with his backhand and taking a few steps away from the monk.

The monk looked at him in silence, then raised his right hand and took off the hat above his head, exposing the bald head wrapped in green cloth, and the eyes mixed with indifference and vigilance. He didn't know who the sudden emergence of the young Tang was. He could not see the other party's realm. There were only two possibilities. The young Tang's realm was much higher than himself or the other party was not a practitioner.

So young to enter the realm of Dongxuan? The monk thinks this possibility is too small, and in the past, Ning lacked archery skills like sharp swordsmanship, but he did not have any means of practicing. He became more and more convinced that the other party is an ordinary person. If he is an ordinary person, then he is such a practitioner. How can you beat yourself again when you are prepared?

The Lunar Kingdom monk stared at Ning Que not far away, took a deep breath, his dark feet slowly fell into the snow, the melted clear water at the feet spread to the surroundings, and the feather arrows were nailed to the tree The black rosary shook violently for a while, then forcibly broke away from the arrow cluster and flew back, grabbed by his stable right hand in front of him.

"please."

After the monk looked at Ning Que for a moment, the monstrous color suddenly appeared on his face, and the black rosary beads roared through the air. After the rosary beads, the iron rod thundered to Ning Que's body!

Between the snow forests, grass screens, dry leaves, and snow mud fluttered, and the world's vitality swelled for a while, as if to explode.

Ning Que held the thin handle of the Park knife in both hands with densely woven grass weaving rope for absorbing sweat. His fingers felt the most familiar touch of velvet, staring at the iron coming from the snow and the wind. There was no expression on the face of the staff and the string of rosy black rosary circles.

Just as the rosary rose to the extreme speed, and almost disappeared in the line of sight, he bent his knees slightly and jumped up like a snow fox used to prey in the snowfield. He jumped up along a very low curve against the snow. before.

The distance was quickly brought closer, his hands turned over, and the slender Piao knife was lifted from below, picking up the front snowflake shavings, and the tip accurately hit the whistling circle to the string of rosaries that wanted to catch the blade!

Accompanied by a bitter, sharp rubbing sound, the sharp tip of the knife forcibly stopped the rotation of the rosary, followed by Ning's lack of a wrist, and then spread, Park Dao Yizhen directly took the rosary from his front!

The rosary whimpered and flew away, somehow falling into the snow, the monk's dark cheeks were suddenly pale, and no trace of natal rosary could be found in the sea of ​​knowledge.

Ning Que's hit worked, where would he still be soft, and his footsteps would move forward wrongly; the slender Pu knife would naturally be dragged behind him, his waist and abdomen would suddenly exert force, and he would hold the knife handle in his hands and use his full strength to cut forward!

The blade cut through the slowly falling snow in the air.

The iron rod that cuts the gray shadow to cover his face.

There was a thunderous loud noise.

Sigh.

The monk's split cotton robe suddenly had a deeper mouth, and the blood was stained with red cotton.

He pressed his right foot accurately to the monk's knee, and then his wrist turned. The slender Pu knife turned in the air, and the back of the knife was severely cut into the monk's throat, holding back the scream that was about to exit.

The monk of the lunar kingdom slaps on one knee, blood dripping from the corners of the lips, and the deep knife marks on the chest cotton gown, the appearance looks terrible and miserable, but in fact, it is rather decent to start. He had no worries about life at all, but once again felt the chill on his neck, his dark cheeks had become extremely white.

The expressions of shock and fear and confusion constantly changed in the eyes of the monk. He did not understand or understand what had happened at that moment, why the other party was obviously an ordinary person, but he could soar his own rosary and force himself Into such a desperate situation of despair.

For a moment, the winners and losers were divided again, watching the blood-stained monks kneeling in the snow, and the young disciples of Mochiyuan in Daheguo covered their lips. They were not sympathetic to this wicked monk of the lunar kingdom, But I did not expect that this seemingly ordinary slender Pak knife, lightning-like picking rosary beads and snow and iron rods and monk robes, until resting on the throat of the monk of the Lunar Kingdom, did not give the other party any chance to fight back!

The picture that shocked them most was the same as the picture that made the monk feel cold at this time. MP Why could the blade of this young Chinese Tang man pick the string of black beads?

This has nothing to do with the knife method. Buddhist monks' natal rosary beads are like flying swords of sword masters. They are so fast that the naked eye can't capture their flight trajectory at all. If you can't see it, and you can't predict how it will fly, then the best swordsmanship in the world can't pick it off, but this young Tang man did it.

The fact that Linwai ’s feather arrow hit the rosary before could also be explained as that, at that time, Tmall girl was fighting against the monks of the lunar kingdom, and the reason why the rosary was fixed on the big river show sword, then how should this time Explanation?

Ning Que held the handle with one hand and watched the Lunar Kingdom monk kneeling under the blade shook his head and said, "You have to fight the second game, but you can't blame all of us for being righteous, why bother to separate you from life to death ? "

This sentence is exactly what the monk of the Lunar Kingdom said after he injured the three disciples of Mochiyuan, and at the moment, Ning Que knocked down the monk and returned the sentence to him. Listening is very relieved.

The monk looked up at Ning Que and asked hoarsely, "I admit defeat, may I ask your high name and surname."

Ning Que was very satisfied that he had only fear, confusion, and no resentment in his eyes, but he was not very satisfied with the question of being too rich in martial arts novels. He frowned slightly and said, "Want to know what my name is? Hope to find a place later?"

"Don't dare." The monk coughed twice, and wiped the blood from his lips with his sleeve. "It's just that when I went back, the elders asked me that I couldn't say I lost in the hands of an unknown Chinese."

Ning Que was silent, and seemed to be thinking whether he should report his teacher ’s name.

The monks of the Lunar Kingdom waited in silence, and the girls from the Dahe Kingdom also waited for the answer with curiosity. Even the girl ’s hand behind the yellow cloth surrounded the brush in her hand and gently rested on the inkstone.

Ning Que said: "If Senior Baita Temple asks about it, you will say that the person who defeated you is Zhong Dajun.

Hearing the word academy, the monks of the lunar kingdom shuddered slightly, and their voices shuddered slightly, saying, "It turns out that the monks in the academy are really abrupt."

"If you ask my teacher, you must have the idea of ​​using the Moon Pagoda Temple or even the temple to suppress me."

Ning Que looked at the monk ’s bald-headed green cloth and said, “But I ’m sorry that I ’m a college student. I think everyone agrees that there is no place in the world that can suppress the college.”

The body of the lunar monk shivered even more, saying, "The young monk dare not have this idea."

"It doesn't matter whether it's there or not. Our academy has always been the most reasonable place. The first class we took was ceremony, so we can't help but intervene when we see things that are not reasonable."

"A monk who has just entered the realm, dare to be so hard-hearted? A monstrosity is amazing? A place where he can grab others? Qu Nima is good ... is this name? You have to be careful."

Ning Que, while educating the monks under the sword, remembered the words of Cao Zhifeng, a professor of ethics, and Brother II.

The professor said that the rules of the academy are very simple. Whoever has the best fist and who sets the rules, and obeying the rules is the etiquette. Brother II's request for his trip to the wasteland was simple. No matter what circumstances he was in, he was not allowed to lose his face. In other words, he was only allowed to bully others and not allowed to be bullied by anyone.

These words were actually said by the girls in the Dahe Kingdom before, but he just repeated it, but the so-called meat is on the board, the knife is on the neck, and the power of speech is naturally completely different. The monks of the Lunar Kingdom dare not have any doubts, but just listened honestly, for fear that the enthusiastic student of the academy would shake a hand on his neck and leave another blood.

"Come on, don't come again."

Ning Que removed Pu Dao and said to the monk.

But in his heart, he said to the proud brothers and sisters in the big mountain south of Chang'an Cheng, and the proud big white goose: "My little brother, I haven't embarrassed the academy. Now I have begun to bully people."

"Thank you, Brother, for your help."

"You're welcome."

Ning Que did not have the habit and hobby of decent walking on rivers and lakes, and carrying flowers and chairs to prevent them from worshipping, avoiding the hustle and bustle for too long, and directly said: "The name of the academy cannot be eaten all over the world. , But it can also trouble you, so be careful. "

Tmall girl frowned next to her, and was a little unhappy, saying, "Brother, why did you give that guy a second chance?" What if you can't pick the rosary? "

Hua Xin thought that Brother Zhong would kindly help me and so on. Why are you so blamed, sister, worrying about the displeasure of the other party, with an apologetic smile, said: "That monk should be the second generation disciple of the Lunar Kingdom. Under Brother Zhong ’s hand, I ca n’t walk for one round. If I want to come to Brother Zhong, I should be a trick in the college. ”

The smile on Ning Que's face was far-fetched, and he secretly wanted to hide his true identity. Mo later in the world instead set a big name for Zhong Dajun. It was too late to cry.

Leading the **** horse away from Wenxi and walking slowly along the lake, the snow in the air was denser than before. Ning Que looked at the snow scene in the lake quietly, analyzing the battle after memorizing today.

For him, the spirit of chivalry and demeanor has always been the dirty air discharged from the human body. It has no meaning. The reason why the monks of the lunar kingdom previously gave the second chance was not to hit the other party's heart, but because he needed an opponent. Come to try a knife, to experiment with a brand new battle method that you have figured out these days.

Compatriots in the Datang military camp must not be able to do battle experiments, because there is no way to strike hard. A really strong man like the Longqing prince is definitely not good, because it is very likely that the other party will be ruthlessly handed, and the Baita Temple monk I met today is in the middle of no doubt, it is the most suitable object, suitable for him to hold the knife. Both hands began to tremble with excitement at the handle.

He made two knives during the battle, and the precise control of speed and power was greatly improved compared to when he was in Weicheng, but the key point is not this, but that he did not use any practice methods like the monks of the Baita Temple. The opponent can cope with it without using practice. This is the basis of the fighting method he wants to try.

The rainy night spring breeze pavilion, a sword towards the small tree surplus water, I do not know how many gangsters of Chang'an City have been killed, the Beishan crossing, the gray shadow of the magician swordsman, so that the most elite guards of Datang suffered heavy casualties. Compared with ordinary martial arts practitioners, practitioners always seem extremely powerful, and they are simply difficult to overcome.

In Ning Que's view, the main reason is that the practitioners control the heaven and earth with their mental power. The speed of the flying sword or other weapons is much faster than the ordinary martial arts in the world, and the running track must be east and west, and it is simply unpredictable.

But this is not a problem for him who has entered the world of practice. Although he only knows ten tips, his qualifications are extremely poor, and he can control the world and the vitality is very small. If he uses the flying sword to fight against the enemy, he cannot occupy the speed and power. He has the upper hand, but he is extremely sensitive and can clearly perceive the slightest change in the vitality of the world around him.

The unnatural changes in the heaven and earth are not captured by all practitioners. Ning Que is trying to capture them. As long as he can capture the traces, he can know when the hostile practitioners will take action and know the opponent ’s life. How it works.

Today he succeeded, so when the Rosary of the Lunar Kingdom monks roared, the naked eye could not see the trajectory of movement, but it was extremely clear and extremely slow in his sea of ​​knowledge.

Mastering the trajectory of the enemy ’s life is only the first step. In this combat, Ning Que needs to shorten the distance with the opponent ’s practitioner in the shortest time and drag the opponent into close combat.

As he said to Situ Ylang that day. In his view, the vast majority of practitioners in the world are immersed in the meditation flying sword, and they are beautiful ~ www.readwn.com ~ can be a magician but do not know how to be an executioner.

In addition to the martial arts peak powerhouse and the demons master, all practitioners in the world have a fatal problem, their physical body and ability are too fragile. If there is no fierce servant who is close to him by such a sharp knife as he is used to life and death, then there is only one way to die.

Ning Que would think about this kind of fighting method, which is related to his own practice qualifications. Before becoming a Rune of the Divine Rune and painting the indefinite rune of the indefinite, if you want to defeat a practitioner who is similar to your realm or even higher than yourself, you must have some different methods. Related to that sentence.

At that time, Master Yan Se looked at him calmly and said: "Even if you can fly a sword into the cloud and kill the enemy of thousands of miles, if the enemy can protect himself a foot in front of him, this sword is meaningless. Even Liu Bai Such a guy can only be dumbfounded once your second brother is in front of him. So it is more important to run a good place in front of you. "

Longitudinal sword, less than a foot in front of him.

Ning Que led the **** horse standing in the snow beside the lake.

He looked at the sky from a hundred miles away and drew a knife to cut a snowflake in front of him.