622 Fallen Mountain and Chaotic Waterfall, Ruined Embankment and Overflowing River (2/2)
The iron arrow pierced deeply into the armor. The arrow's tail vibrated due to the rapid speed and the sharp arrowhead rotated continuously. A hole was formed in the Divine Talisman Armor, which was shimmering with golden light, as it continued to mince the protective layer of Qi covering Luo Kedi violently!
Luo Kedi fell heavily on the ground, like a collapsing mountain, causing thick clouds of dust to rise into the air.
A large and horrendous hole was created in his armor. Badly mutilated bloody flesh could be seen inside the hole. It was to the extent that white bones became visible as fresh blood gushed out from the hole like a waterfall!
As the commander of West-Hill Divine Palace, he had been through countless battles over numerous years and had attained much experience. That was why he could sense a dangerous omen before Ning Que shot that arrow. As he fell like a collapsing mountain, had forcefully expelled the gases in his body to prevent that frightening iron arrow from piercing his heart.
Even so, this arrogant bigwig from West-Hill Divine Palace still could not prevent himself getting injured. If it wasn't for his martial strongth and if he had not been wearing Divine Talisman Armor granted by the Hierarch Lord, his left arm would've been torn off when his left shoulder was hit – he would not have been able to fight today.
Luo Kedi laid on the ground. The fall of his large body caused the stones and mud beneath him to fly outwards. From a bird eye view, he looked like a collapsed mountain. Fresh blood was gushing out from his left shoulder, like waterfalls and streams within a mountain range.
He stared at the thick, dark cloud in the sky. His face turned extremely pale. His eyes revealed anger and a tremendous surge of fighting spirit. He slammed his right hand against the ground, while giving out a loud cry. He sprang himself up and dashed straight for the small courtyard.
The strength of Primordial Thirteen Arrows was beyond his expectations. However, since it did not kill him, he believed that as long as he began moving, the person in that small courtyard would not be able to aim for his face and other weak points. As such, as long as he was able to overcome this distance of hundreds of feet and drew himself nearer to the small courtyard – he would be able to kill that annoyance!
Eighteen West-Hill Divine Guards held onto the hilts of their weapons, as they followed Luo Kedi, dashing towards the small courtyard. Under the dark clouds, one could only see the red coats fluttering in the wind. The scene was shockingly grand and magnificent, as though there were thousands of soldiers and horses attacking the enemy!
Like a mountain range crashing into the little courtyard, Luo Kedi and his eighteen West-Hill Divine Guards following closely behind him. However, they did not experience the frightening barrage of iron arrows that they had expected.
That was because someone within the field had reacted much faster than them, and his speed was quicker than theirs. As soon as Luo Kedi roared – the instant the arrow hole appeared in the wooden door of the little courtyard, Master Qi Mei began to act.
The straw sandals on his feet split into numerous particles of dust in an instant. A long shadow stretched out from his body and, in a few breaths, it reached in front of the small courtyard. The movement was overwhelmingly swift, like the fierce winds of the Wilderness!
Even though Qi Mei could not confirm that the target of the first iron arrow was Luo Kedi, the moment he heard his roar, he did not dodge. Instead, at his fastest speed, he rushed towards the small courtyard.
This was indeed the riskiest bet, but so long as he got nearer to the small courtyard – so long as the distance was drawn closer – it could cause the strongest Primordial Thirteen Arrows to lose the majority of their power. In order to kill the Daughter of Yama, Qi Mei had sacrificed himself and fell into the spectral world. Facing such great opportunity, why would he fear gambling?
Qi Mei reached the entrance to the small courtyard. His naked feet stomped onto the rocky steps in front of the gate, causing the ground to crack. His body stopped and, without wasting any time, he whisked the long sleeves of his tunic, launching an attack towards the gate.
In the eyes of a commoner, the strongest skill of a cultivator was to control a sword so that one could attack from a distance. Yet most of the cultivators that had seriously cultivated themselves to higher states would return to their true selves. This was the same for the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom and the Ascetic Monks from Xuankong Temple.
Qi Mei's sleeves seemed normal, but, in fact, endless Qi of Heaven and Earth was hidden in them. Once they were whisked, the power formed was as strong as crashing boulders. A loud cracking noise was heard. The wooden gate of the courtyard had been broken into numerous wooden pieces in a split second and they were shot straight into the courtyard.
This attack from the tunic's sleeves was very powerful. Even if Ning Que was ready to shoot an arrow from the back of the courtyard, he could only dodge at that moment in face of the numerous flying wooden pieces. Yet in that short moment, Qi Mei could take the opportunity to draw himself closer to his opponent.
Just then, a wall on the right wing of courtyard collapsed! Several bricks flew like hail. The dust that had collected over the ages in the cracks of these bricks had instantly formed a dust cloud from the heavy impact!
Ning Que's silhouette appeared from the dust cloud and among raining bricks. He tightly held his padaos in both hands as he struck towards the back of Qi Mei with the speed of light!
At that moment, Qi Mei had just pulled back his sleeves. The courtyard gate had turned into multiple flying wooden pieces. However, not only did Qi Mei, who was already on the battlefield, not expect it – even Luo Kedi and the eighteen West-Hill Divine Guards, who were rushing towards him like ferocious tigers, did not expect that Ning Que was not at the back of the courtyard. Instead, he had surprisingly appeared through the broken wall!
The heavy podao cut the air at high speed and, due to their swiftness, sharp screeching sounds were heard as the blades rubbed against the air. Yet these noises seemed drowned out by the movements of the blades, making them seem quiet and lonely. In addition, the bodies of the podaos were covered by shadows of their large blades. This caused one to feel that these weapons were not from this world but from the netherworld.
Sharp blades of the podaos landed on the back of Qi Mei, creating a weird decaying sound! Qi Mei's back began to shiver misteriously and violently. The muscles on his back seemed to have gained lives of their own. Some parts began to relax, while others began to tighten. When the combined strength of these muscles was gathered together, it became a strongly-built embankment that could block off even heavy floods. They were created to clamp down on or block off the podao that attacked them like waves of water!
Ning Que could feel the weird strength that could be felt from the hilts, but he could not care less – he let out a loud roar. The Great Spirit flowed out as the podao sliced through that weird strength, cutting monk from his neck to his waist!
Psssst! Qi Mei's tunic was ripped apart. An extremely deep wound appeared from beneath the tunic as fresh blood flowed out from the frightening wound like water overflowing from an embankment!