531 Scattered Horses and People (2/2)

The sound of hooves became clearer in the autumn rain. A dozen black knights finally arrived at the front of the temple.

The seven continuous arrows were seven flashes of lightning. It had been a very short time after Sangsang cried out Long Qing's position. So the knights must have moved at an astonishing speed.

Ning Que was at the peak of the Seethrough Realm. Even if he was invincible below the Knowing destiny State, even if he had many powerful weapons other than the Primordial Thirteen Arrows and had the confidence to challenge general Knowing destiny State cultivators, he could not defeat Long Qing on his own. Since Sangsang was very sick, they could not even break the siege of the Seethrough Realm knights.

At the time, Long Qing was not sure if Ning Que could shoot another arrow, so he did not attack immediately but vigilantly waited for an opportunity. However, even if Ning Que could refresh himself and shoot again, he could would not easily decide the target between Long Qing and the ferocious fallen knights.

It seemed the ending of the battle had been decided and they were desperately hopeless. However, Ning Que, at this moment, relaxed his stiff smile as if a long dry land was suddenly moistened by a cool spring.

Long Qing noticed the change and grew alert.

The cold autumn rain which kept falling on the Big Black Horse could not extinguish the testiness and a lust for war in its eyes. But as Ning Que's smile changed, the testiness disappeared immediately. The horse looked at the knights rushing toward the carriage with contempt as if they were a group of idiots.

As he approached the carriage, the front knight started activating his Psyche Power. His right hand left the reins and started to produce a Sword Formula. The flying sword on his back wheezed. His black horse panted feverishly. As it sped up, the horsehair around its neck flew in the rain, full of power and beauty.

At this time, a strand of horsehair floated in the air.

The insignificance of the fact did not attract any attention.

But Long Qing's countenance suddenly changed. He uttered a shrill warning.

But the knights could not stop their high-speed sprint even if they had understood his warning and wanted to obey the order with discipline.

They could no longer leave the battlefield.

A battlefield that Ning Que had prepared for them.

The black horse right at the front stepped heavily into the mud. It rushed onto the green hill first and found itself unable to move anymore because its hoof had been cut off.

And then a thin red thread appeared on its thick neck.

More red threads started to appear on its body.

Because of the uneven forces in different parts, the red threads gradually become wider and then separated.

The horse's entire body became a mass of meat pieces suspended in the air, with blood looming between the pieces.

The head of the horse was quietly separated from the body and continued to move forward. One could even see the hot mist sprayed from the nose and hear the sound of breathing.

A horse in a sprint had become countless pieces of flesh and blood.

The scene was extremely weird.

The fallen knight on horseback had almost the same experience.

As his right hand left the reins and produced a Sword Formula to call his flying sword, a red thread appeared, quietly cutting his hand in two.

A red thread appeared on his fingers.

The fingers fell like ripe fruit.

And then, his arm was cut into numerous thin slices and thinner pieces.

His neck was severed.

His whole body was cut off from the middle and cut into thinner pieces.

He fell from the sky with the horse that had been cut into pieces.

They were like a collapsing glacier.

A second ago, there were a Seethrough Realm knight and a valiant steed.

Now, there were only two piles of flesh and blood on the green hill.

As the most powerful commander among the fallen knights, Zi Mo was the first to respond to Prince Long Qing's warning. He felt the weird and horrible aura in the rain and instinctively pulled the reins. He wanted to forcibly stop even if his horse was choked.

The horse shrieked in pain, reared as if standing like a man and continued to rush forward uncontrollably. Zi Mo grunted and left the horseback, falling heavily on the muddy ground. He then quickly stepped back. Looking at the rain before him, a panicked look appeared on his pale face.