222 Victory, has Nothing to Do with Ligh (1/2)
Chapter 222: Victory, has Nothing to Do with Light
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The commander of the cavalryman of Divine Hall emotionlessly looked at the lower part of the meadow, caring nothing about the lives of those people on the grain team in the camp. He just wanted to see whether he could have an appropriate opportunity to dispatch his troops during the chaos.
From the lower part of the meadow there suddenly passed a fierce shock of Qi of Heaven and Earth, and the strong and subtle-stated aura of Talisman Taoism was clearly and directly reflected in his sense of perception, resulting in a dramatic change in his emotion.
Quni Madi was a stone-hearted old woman. The wrinkles on her face didn't move a bit when she saw those flocks of Horse Gangs waving their Curved Knives towards civilian workers of the Yan Kingdom who had no little time to escape.
But when the horse carriage broke into pieces, the girl in white floated out into the air and drew the talisman. All the wrinkles on her face suddenly changed from the stony lines to disorderly catkins in the wind which were all piled up in a state of shock and amazement.
”She's the Talisman Master from the camp!”
”Should she actually draw Infinitive Talisman? Does it mean she has entered the Knowing Destiny State?”
Quni Madi with a sombre expression, looked back at the carriage in the midst of the cavalry, and secretly thought about how her beloved niece would react if she knew.
The curtain of the horse carriage was tightly closed, and the girl as tranquil and pure as orchid had perceived the terrible power of the talisman from below the meadow and gradually raised her head. A a faint feeling of realization came over her face, and then she softly said to herself, ”It's sister Mo.”
She figured out the identity of the Talisman Master across the curtain just by the fluctuation of the talisman power. It seemed that this young maiden was not totally unaware of what was happening below the meadow outside the horse carriage.
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The Half Divine Talisman changed into an invisible, high-speed air mass and instantly broke the air above the camp like the mighty fists of the gods. It blew out a huge hole in the firewall and more than ten horsemen were killed by the shock. Then it came to the leader of Horse Gang and suddenly condensed with the winter wind.
The leader of the Horse Gang knew that now was the crucial time to test his mettle. So with a stuffy groan, his fingers hanging beside the saddle trembling fiercely,his thumb slightly and speedily tapped the lines of his middle and index finger. By doing so, he forced out all his Psyche Power in the sense of perception mercilessly.
The dense Psyche Power that had been accumulated from over ten years' of meditation was forced out and suddenly collided with the power of Divine Talisman attacking head-on. The collision of the two strange powers had produced numerous weird white lines around the leader of Horse Gang.
Those white lines were tiny torrents in the air, which flew at a different speed from the surrounding air, thus appearing white because they produced deviated refraction of light.
It could break the blank air so fiercely and make it roar at very tiny points. How terrible it was for the Half Divine Talisman and the power that a great Psyche Master had accumulated for over ten years to collide with each other.
In the numerous air torrents filled with madly-drifted catkin, several blood drops splashed out from the corner of the Horse Gang leader's eye, and the horse's foot-steps retreated in a tumultuous and confused way.
Because of the overwhelming power of this unfinished Divine Talisman, the Horse Gang leader had to condense all his Psyche Power to confront it and attack the falling Psyche Power of Ning Que who was squirting blood. It was only natural that his mind went blank for a very short period.
Over ten thousand steel needles in Ning Que's sense of perception suddenly disappeared and the pain lingered in his mind. But finally he woke from the faint and muddled-state and remained sober for a while.
This brief moment of soberness was more than enough.
He drew out the big black umbrella from behind his back and shook his wrist. The thick cloth was torn, and the big black umbrella, which had not seen the sun for months, came to light, and bursted open like a black lotus on his head.
The big black umbrella slowed down the speed at which he fell down and prevented him from falling to his death. The key point was, the surface of the big black umbrella which looked extremely greasy and dirty absorbed most of the terrible Psyche Power attacking from below.
When his body was still drifting in the air, Ning Que dropped the knife downwards.
Now there was still some distance between him and the Horse Gang leader below, so the podao couldn't chop his enemy. However, needles were successively shooting out from his wrist to break the air and directly probed in the eyes of the Horse Gang leader along a strange, unpredictable and invisible line like what happened every day at the Back Mountain of Academy!
The Horse Gang leader was a great Psyche Master at Seethrough State and his state of cultivation was almost the same as Mo Shanshan, the girl in white. However, it was still difficult for him to fight against the unfinished Divine Talisman and his whole body was restrained by the fatal primordial Qi in the air.
What was even beyond his expectation was that Ning Que, who had obviously been badly injured and was about to die, had hidden such a skill. The trace of silver needle, which was almost invisible because of its high speed, was about to probe into his eyes, yet he could only forcily lower his head at the risk of being hurt by the torrent of primordial Qi before him.
”Poof!” The silver needle probed into his brow ridge in an instant!
The needle was so deeply probed in that nobody could trace its end, and then a drop of blood like a port-wine mark immediately appeared.
The Horse Gang leader felt a sharp pain in his brain and then everything before his eyes went black.
The darkness was not caused by the pains, it was just really dark.
Because the big black umbrella fell before him.
Under the big black umbrella, Ning Que clearly and directly waved his podao out.
In an instant, the blade cut into the body and broke the bones.
In a flash.
An arm flew to the sky.
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A terrible bloody scar appeared on the right shoulder of the Horse Gang leader, blood gushing out like a fountain. The force of the podao still remained, so he yelled painfully and with a howl, he fell off his horse's rump and fell heavily to the ground.
Before he fell down, his skinny right hand pointed at Ning Que who was about to land on his back and abruptly open it.
Ning Que was rather badly wounded. His chest felt like it was suffocating and gushed out blood again. Finally he fell down.
He exactly fell down on the horse of the Horse Gang leader.
He was not aware of the fishy sweet smell between his lips and tongue . Before losing his consciousness, he chopped his podao again towards the Horse Gang leader, yet this time, what he chopped was not the Horse Gang leader who had already been chopped off, but the crupper.
A deep bloody scar suddenly appeared on the crupper.
The horse, which was startled by the pain, crazily rashed to the front and collided head-on with the burning firewall!
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Then another hole on the firewall in the camp was made below the transparent hole previously produced by the penetration of the Divine Talisman into the firewall.
A burning horse carrying the badly-injured and feeble Ning Que rashed ahead and ran wildly through the hole with yells. Its horsehair and horsetail had already been burnt into ashes and almost devoured by the violent flame.
The inferno caused by the Fire Talisman was so terrible that the horse forcibly ran through it and was burnt to death instantly and flopped to the ground. Ning Que, who was lying on its back, fell down to the ground at the same time and came to a halt after several rolls.