627 The Trapped Beasts (2/2)

Seeing this, the people who were cursing Ning Que and Sangsang subconsciously covered their mouths. When they were reminded of the Daughter of Yama's legend, no one dared to throw things anymore.

However, Ning Que's speed was too fast so that the people in front of the street had no idea what had happened, so more and more people would stand out to stop them.

More and more people came into the street, holding farm tools in their hands. As they were dangerous, Ning Que had to dodge. When he finally rushed out of the block, he saw a more dangerous picture.

A few rows of archers were aiming him behind piles of grain bags in front of a building, as well as on both sides of the street.

”Shoot!”

As a very harsh voice sounded nowhere, countless arrows, like a rainstorm, shot toward them in the middle of the street.

Ning Que could jump up to the roof or some other place, but if he did so, he would be stalled, and be surrounded by the strong cultivators of Buddhism and Taoism, so, he just shouted, ”Open it.”

Sangsang opened the big black umbrella at once, which was broken with a lot of holes. The big black umbrella created a great resistance when it was open and almost blew her off Ning Que' s body if she was not tied with ropes.

As the soldiers already knew the weakness of the Daughter of Yama from the Buddhism Sect, so most of the arrows were aimed at Sangsang. They wanted her to be killed as soon as possible.

The torrential arrows pierced the air and deeply stuck into the walls and the ground, leaving clear marks.

However, when they found the dense arrows could not penetrate the big black umbrella, they became panicked and could not help thinking if the umbrella was made of iron?

The big black umbrella could cover Sangsang's body, but it could not completely cover Ning Que, especially when dozens of arrows were shooting at the same time. However, considering his body strength, if marksmen who used the heavy bows could not hurt him, no one could. Except for several arrows which flew over his face, he did not dodge at all.

An arrow shot at his chest and fell down on the ground, breaking. One shot at his throat, leaving a tiny crevasse which was even not bleeding.

The archers, who were still in the shock of the big black umbrella, felt so astonishing when they saw it. They were wondering if he was made of iron. Especially the dozens of archers behind the grain bags, looking at Ning Que who ran as fast as the wind, they even could not tightly hold their bows.

Under the clouds, a dozen black crows were quacking above the street. Under them, Ning Que was running with Sangsang on his back. No one could stop them for a second, but he was unable to get rid of the people's hunting, either.

The crows flying in the sky were like the Guiding Lights for the people in Chaoyang City. Wherever he went, people were waiting for them. They were ambushed by Buddhist Ascetic Monks for twice.

The angry people and cultivators narrowed Ning Que and Sangsang into a corner while the black crows quacked and flew toward the palace in the northern city.

The people ran following the black crows in the sky to the palace. The strong cultivators converged and waited there as well. They both wanted to end the noisy and tense story.