Chapter 1087 (2/2)

He proceeded and suddenly saw a cliff at the other side of the mist-free valley . Down the cliff there was a blue Rognon Sea . It seemed familiar . He might have been there . Indeed, he was there once . It was where he met Mo Shanshan and the girls from the Black Ink Garden for the first time .

All of a sudden he missed her . Ever since Sangsang left the human world he had not been thinking of Mo Shanshan or any other girls in the human world for a long while . But the moment the mist was gone and the blue lake appeared today, he suddenly was missing them . He could not figure out why .

Could it be because he was not confident in defeating Long Qing, or even leaving the riverbank safe and sound? Although it would make no difference to be buried here or anywhere else, he thought it might be nice to die here today because of the good memories a.s.sociated with this place .

Those cultivators crossing the river were all top figures from Taoism . They followed Long Qing for years in the battles in the East Wilderness as well as the Yan Kingdom . They possessed incredibly firm will power . It could neither frighten them nor slow them down even when they had realized Ning Que's powerfulness and witnessed that the Taoist swords could not hurt him the slightest .

The roaring river was splashed in their charge . Hundreds of powerful Taoist cultivators came from the other side toward Ning Que . They called back the flying Taoist swords and held them tightly in the hands . Then they stabbed toward Ning Que .

That was the truth of cultivation that Ke Haoran and Liu Bai had revealed to the world . One had better keep his natal sword as close as possible in order to keep their natal bond . And the closer he got to his enemy, the easier he could break the enemy's defense .

A middle-aged man in leather armor held a sword and leaped emotionlessly in to the air in front of Ning Que . He played no tricks and chopped the sword onto Ning Que's head immediately . It was so fast that it made no sound even when piercing through the air .

It was a meaningful and mighty strike .

Despite his powerfulness Ning Que could not completely ignore such a sword strike .

He found the middle-aged man familiar . Then he realized that he was the cavalry leader Ye Hongyu expelled from the Divine Hall of Judgment years ago, who had become one of the most horrifying fallen leaders later on .

Ning Que raised the iron bow, held the bow tightly in his left hand and pulled randomly on the bowstring with his right hand . Upon a slight strum the bowstring swung back to the normal position .

The cavalry leader wondered how could he kill without an arrow on the bow . A moment later, the cavalry leader turned extremely pale . Light flashed in his grey eyes while he yelled and placed his sword in front of his body . Because he sensed the killing intent .

There was a killing intent instead of an arrow on the iron bow .

Ning Que released the bowstring and a sharp killing intent pierced through the air .

Upon a slight sizzling a fresh mark was made on cavalry leader's sword and broke the sword from the middle . Right after that a slight blood line was made on his wrist .

Like a ripe fruit falling off the tree, the hand of the cavalry leader fell onto the ground .

Ning Que raised the iron bow and knocked down a cultivator who attacked from the side . Immediately after that he pulled the bowstring again and released it toward the cavalry leader who just landed on the ground .

A slight strum was heard as if someone was playing a zither .

A blood line appeared on the body of the cavalry leader .

The blood line started from his left shoulder and carried deeply through to the bottom of his ribs .

In the next moment the upper half of his body fell onto the ground like a collapsing hill .

On both sides of the roaring river, it turned quiet for a second .

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