Nightfall Chapter 52: Between shooting and not shooting

The first arrow that seemed to be about to succeed fell through. Ning Que didn't feel any frustration. His calm expression seemed to have long been expected. The white turbulence around the string gathered and did not disperse, and the subsequent four arrows were shot out in sequence.

Master of Xiling Temple, where is such a good one? If he was shot to death with one arrow on the battlefield, then the legends in the Xiling Church would become a joke.

According to the rules on the battlefield, since Ning Que has no confidence, he shouldn’t waste the precious first arrow opportunity on Xiling Temple Headmaster, but today’s battlefield is different from ordinary battlefields. If you can’t kill Xiling The Temple Master, then even if he kills many people, he will not be able to reverse the current situation, and no one can resist the strong temptation to shoot the Xiling Temple Master alive, and he will not be reconciled without trying it once.

Ning Que’s choice of the order of targets is normal. The stronger or the more threatening the person is, he ranks in the front. The first arrow shot was the leader of Xiling Temple, and the second arrow shot was Ye. Red fish.

In the **** god, Ye Hongyu's black hair is like an arrow, and his figure is like a broken arrow. He stoops backwards. At this moment, the iron arrow has arrived, and only a roar of arrows is heard, and the curtain of the gods explodes into countless Fragments.

Several strands of black hair fell, and a stream of blood dripped from his forehead. Ye Hongyu was lying on the floor of the goddess. The blood-red ruling robe was scattered like Mu Yun. It was a beautiful picture, but it looked extremely embarrassed. .

No matter how embarrassed she was, she survived after all, just thinking of the iron arrow that was so close to her eyebrows and death that was so close, even she turned pale.

Ning Que's third arrow was shot by the great priest.

The great priest of Tianyu previously fought with the elders of Huangrenda with spiritual power and defeated the opponent, and he also paid a great price. At this time, he was meditating in the gods to adjust his breath. Intention to reply as soon as possible.

At this time, the headmaster of the Temple of Xiling finally had time to react, and saw the tall figure in the huge pavilion of the gods suddenly straighten up, and a thunderous shout resounded through the wasteland.

A blast of thunder blasted before the **** of the heavenly **** official, it looked like lightning in the shape of lightning, countless extremely thin white electric wires kept rolling, seeming to be able to swallow everything that entered the thunder group.

The iron arrow shot into the thunderball, gradually peeled off, and then became thinner. But in the end it was not completely swallowed, and turned into a slender shadow, bursting out with a sneer of thunder, shooting into the gods.

At this time, the iron arrow was weakened by the thunder group headed by the Xiling Temple, and its power was greatly reduced.

The great priest of Tianyu stretched out his right hand and gently grasped the iron arrow that hit the front door, with a gentle movement. It's like holding chopsticks and picking up vegetables, and it's like holding the picture to clear up.

But his expression was not relaxed. The deep wrinkles on his face deepened again, and the corners of his eyes began to bleed. In the end, even the wrinkles began to bleed, and the iron arrow between his fingers calmed down.

The meditation recovery of the great priest of Tianyu was forcibly interrupted by Yuan Shisanjian. After being seriously injured, he was severely injured. At least for a short time, he could not fight again. He could not participate in today's decisive battle.

Ning Que's third arrow perfectly fulfilled the purpose of combat. And no one could think that his third arrow had a more important purpose, and that was to cover the fourth arrow.

His fourth arrow was once again shot at the center of the Xiling Temple coalition front. The arrow cluster is not the huge **** standing by the head of Xiling Temple, but the Luo Kedi beside the god.

In Chaoyang City, Luo Kedi was severely wounded by him with an arrow, and his throat was cut to death. He didn't know how this person survived, and he was able to recover his strength. Probably the Xiling Temple has secret magic arts, but he decided not to give Xiling Temple any chance to heal this person today.

The head teacher of the Xiling Temple blocked an arrow for the great priest, and there was no time to pay attention to the arrow shot at Luo Kedi, because no matter how powerful he was, he was still a human, and there were still things he couldn't do.

The iron arrow hit Luo Kedi's throat accurately, like a thread in a girl's hand passing through the eye of a needle. Casually and with a very comfortable pleasure.

The blood spattered slightly, and the iron arrow disappeared above the wasteland.

The neck bone becomes powder, and the flesh becomes foam.

Luo Kedi's eyes were a little dazed. He didn't know what happened.

He wanted to look at his throat, which was suffering from trouble, and worried that he would never be able to speak again.

As soon as he lowered his head, his head fell.

His body is burly as a mountain.

The head fell, like a rock rolling from the top of a mountain.

It fell on the ground with a muffled sound.

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The guards of the Xiling Temple gathered in front of Luo Kedi's body, watching the commander's head beheaded inexplicably like this, and there was intense fear and countless grief in the eyes.

At this moment, there was sudden exclamation and crying not far away. They looked back in amazement and saw that there was chaos in the Southern Jin military camp, and they didn't know what happened.

On the ground of the Southern Jin military camp, there was a large pool of blood, the blood was shattered into flocculent flesh, and a half of a corpse. Look at the golden silk cloud boots on those feet, it should be a royal family.

Several eunuchs and a few Nanjin Jiange masters looked pale at the pool of flesh and blood, and trembled in shock and fear. The famous **** fainted crying.

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

A Southern Jin general knelt beside the pool of flesh and blood, his face pale, and his eyes were full of horror, as if frightened and stupid, he kept shouting, trying to make the pool of flesh and blood live.

If that pool of flesh and blood can no longer survive, then this Southern Jin general will inevitably die. Today, countless Southern Jin soldiers or eunuchs in the wasteland will become a pool of flesh and blood in the near future.

This is Ning Que's fifth arrow.

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

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There is dead silence in the wasteland.

Whether it is the Xiling Temple coalition army or the deserted tribe, no one has spoken during this short period of time, and everyone is shocked to the point that it is difficult to speak or even lose their souls.

Seeing that the coalition forces of the Xiling Temple are about to win soon, they only need to ride their horses forward, and they can cut off the heads of all the desolate people and destroy the desolate people. At this time, five iron arrows flew over the wasteland.

Five arrows were shot at five people.

The head teacher of the Xiling Temple, the two great priests of Xiling, the leader of the temple guard Luo Kedi, and the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty, any of them are the most important figures in the world, especially the four other than Luo Kedi , Either in terms of prestige power or real power seat, it is the existence of Emperor Guiruo, and the master of Xiling Temple and the two great priests of Xiling are even more god-like existences.

For so many years, who would dare to attack such five people at the same time? If someone had heard of this situation before, they would definitely think that person was unconscious.

However, the final result of these five arrows is that the great priest of Tianyu was seriously injured and could no longer fight, which was equivalent to being forced to stay away from today's battle. The ruling that the great priest was embarrassed to the extreme, only to avoid it with difficulty, Luo Kedi and the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty dead.

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Ning Que chooses a goal not only by caring about the strength and power of the goal, but also from a strategic point of view. The key is that he has the ability to realize this strategy.

Luo Kedi is the most trusted subordinate of the head teacher of Xiling Temple, representing the direct forces loyal to the head teacher. Such a tragic death, those forces will inevitably be anxious and even give birth to some other ideas.

The Southern Jin army is one of the main forces of the Xiling Temple coalition army. It has been by the side of the head of the gods. The death of the Southern Jin prince in charge of the army will inevitably bring great chaos to the Southern Jin army and bring those generals. And the cavalry's mind caused a great impact, and the combat effectiveness of the Southern Jin army would drop sharply.

If his first arrow could really kill the head teacher of the Xiling Temple, even if it was only seriously injured, the direction of the battle today will most likely be decisively changed because of these five iron arrows.

From a purely strategic point of view, the generals of the Tang Tieqi and the highest state of the Great River King Book Sage among the coalition forces of the Xiling Temple seem to be more qualified to be the target of Tiejian than Luo Kedi and the Prince of Southern Jin Dynasty.

But I don't know why, Ning Que didn't have that choice.

Somewhere east of the Xiling Temple coalition forces, the expressions on the faces of the disciples of Mochi Garden in Dahe Country were very complicated. Jue Zhihua looked at the teacher's generous back and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Wang Shusheng frowned slightly as he watched the north silently.

He and the disciples of Mochi Garden all saw the five iron arrows and the horrible damage caused by the iron arrows. Even if he had been in the state of knowledge for many years, he couldn’t be sure if the iron arrows shot him. , What will be the result.

And no matter how humble he is, he also knows that in today's coalition army, he should occupy a share of an iron arrow anyway. Ning Que didn't shoot himself, there was only one truth.

Tmall woman injured her left shoulder, wrapped in a bandage, and her childish and cute face was extremely pale. She cried and said, "Are we really going to fight Big Brother Ning?"

West of the wasteland, in front of the Tang army.

The general Xian Zhilang, who has succeeded Xiahou for two years, looked at the deserted tribes in the north, and wanted to find Ning Que, but he couldn't find anything.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly smiled, raised his right hand, and signaled that the team of more than ten thousand iron knights was standing by.

A general frowned and asked: "Receive the soldiers?"

Xian Zhilang shook his head, smiled and said: "In front of the whole world, how can I retreat alone, but the children are also tired, and they always need to rest for a while."

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Archery is fighting, and not shooting is also fighting, and it requires more wisdom and accurate judgment of the situation. The reaction of Dahe Country and Tang Jun’s start to form a team proved that Ning Que’s judgment was correct.

It was quiet above the wasteland. The Xiling Temple coalition forces looked north nervously, trying to find Ning Que's figure. Under the threat of such an iron bow, it became a terrible thing to move forward.

However, the wilderness in the north is full of wounded or dead people. Ning Que sneaks in between them, and it is difficult to be found. So the question for the coalition forces now is how many arrows he has left?

Or, how to find this person.

Or, how to force this person out.

At this moment, a solemnly loud voice came from the huge god, and it started to start thousands of gauze curtains, shining on the golden railings, and coming to the deserted front like thunder.

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