532 Autumn Rain Kills and Autumn Wind Laughs (1/2)
Chapter 532: Autumn Rain Kills and Autumn Wind Laughs
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The group of fallen knights finally showed their real abilities at the Seethrough Realm, verifying the importance of being cold and calm during a battle.
Although the Fallen knights didn't realize how dangerous that black horse carriage was, when alarmed by Long Qing, all of them acted followed Zimo except for the headmost one—They jumped off their horses, rolled, crawled on the ground, and struggled with their hands and legs to move away from the horse carriage. As long as they could keep away, they would try everything.
Even so, they were unable to avoid all the attacks. Some of the horses who ran too fast were cut into pieces by the invisible power in the rain. Some knights' shoes were cut up, someone's whole leg was removed with a clean cut. The cut-off section of their leg looked like an eye with a white iris and a red outer sclera, which was extremely disturbing looking.
Miserable screams sounded in the autumn rain. The invisible lines in the air chased and cut everything as if it had spirituality.
Zimo moved backward fast in the rain, grabbing two slightly injured companions and throwing them to the back. His armor was ruined with many nicks and cuts on it during his movements and was about to fall apart.
He hummed and took out his sword containing the purest Qi of Heaven and Earth. He rushed forward and stroked the invisible power so many times that the bright flying sword seemed to become dark due to its speed.
The damage of a natal flying sword was usually fatal for a cultivator, but Zimo had no time to bother about it. Taking the opportunity he gained with his sword, he was able to get out of the region covered by the power of the horse carriage, and then summoned his sword back.
A fallen knight commander who was at the rear was not attacked by the invisible power. He could do nothing but watch the horses cutting in pieces and his companions getting hurt. Listening to his companions' screams, he revealed a very ugly expression on his face and became enraged.
He roared and threw his sword. His sword turned into a flash of green light with a golden edge that rushed toward the black horse carriage through the rain.
However, as soon as it entered the autumn rain -or to be more accurate- when it got close to the carriage, it slowly dimmed while losing its power and speed. Its surface was covered by rust as if it had been scouring in the rain for decades.
Afterwards, a lot of tiny cracks appeared on its surface.
With a bang, it fell on the ground 30 meters away from the carriage and could no longer move at all. It was like a dead bug that had no choice but to rot in the rain.
That fallen knight commander suddenly became pale and started to vomit blood as his natal sword had been ruined.
The cold rain flowed from Zimo's hair and over his eyes.
His eyes remained calm even when he was expelled from the Divine Hall and had his cultivation destroyed by Ye Hongyu. This time though, he felt fear.
The air started to become colder due to the autumn rain.
It was just a regular autumn rain; quiet and peaceful. It dampened the yellow grass on the ground, washed the blood on the carriage and the ground. Yet, there seemed to be a net that was weaved by steel wires, waiting for whatever entered the rain, and cutting it no matter if a horse, a man or a sword.
It was not the rain but in fact the carriage that was causing this. Looking at the carriage and Ning Que who was in it, Zimo's face paled. He thought the man and the carriage must have come from the underworld instead of the human world.
Seeing his most powerful and loyal subordinates being severely injured and killed by the rain, Long Qing straightened his face. He was unwilling to figure out whether Ning Que was able to shoot the Primordial Thirteen Arrows, and instead started his Psyche Power to transform the surrounding Qi of Heaven and Earth into his own and pushed it to the carriage.
With the sense of extinction, the devastating power entered the rain, but it vanished instantly.
At least, it had disappeared in Long Qing's spiritual world, which hurt his sense of perception badly. Thus, his body could not help but start shaking.
The invisible power in the rain had actually cut through his purest aura.
Long Qing suddenly remembered the legendary talisman which could cut space if it was well cultivated and changed his face.
”A Jing Fu?”
Long Qing looked at Ning Que and his cold eyes were full of astonishment and delusion. He was like a hungry beggar who had starved for dozen days and had found a piece of bread in a temple. He could not care whether the bread was bloody or not, and he just wanted to eat it up.
”You have learned uncle Yan Se's Jing Fu. You have indeed made a good progress in these two years, haven't you?”
Jing Fu was Ning Que's most powerful talisman, and was nearly even a Divine Talisman. It was a heavy burden for him to use it, so he looked paler than Long Qing. He reluctantly laughed and said, ”I don't know where have you hidden these past two years, maybe you were imprisoned or you had encountered some luck. Anyways, you have left for a long time and you've fallen behind. I can forgive you not knowing my legend.”
Long Qing said indifferently, ”The war just began and you have already shown your most powerful card. I am curious as to why you are so unwise? Did I push you too much?”
”I thought we, the disciples in the Academy, were the most narcissistic people in the world, but you changed me. Your question is beyond stupid. We should begin with our most powerful skill to fight as if a tiger tries its best to beat a rabbit. Even the girls who are only good at writing and meditation would know this.”
The girl Ning Que mentioned was Mo Shanshan who had taught him the fighting attitude during the trip in the Wilderness.
Being mocked as an idiot, Long Qing didn't get enraged. He calmly looked at Ning Que and said, ”What's next?”