Chapter 311 The Second Miss of the Ning Family (Part 2)
“Wuwang Arrow?”
Manar listened to what Ning Wushu said dozens of steps away and looked at the arrows on her bow. Hanguang's arrow was startled for a moment.
He heard "sword" as "arrow" and did not react. He was startled and then sneered quickly: "No matter what martial arts and martial arts you use, you can't even think of hurting me!"
“Come on! The stronger you are, the stronger I will be!”
After saying that, he rushed towards Ning Wushu again, his scimitar shining with cold light.
Ning Wushu took a gentle breath and fully stretched the bow string in his hand. His expression was as calm as pure water, without any fluctuation.
Just listen to the sound of the string and the arrow breaks off the string.
The moment she left the string, her expression softened a little.
The arrow flew towards Mannar. It did not roar violently, nor did it have a terrifying speed. It just flew so lightly, just like countless ordinary hunters and archers. An ordinary arrow.
Mannar turned a blind eye and even raised his chest to face it.
So, this arrow without any momentum hit Mannar's chest lightly.
Ding——
That was the soft sound of the arrow hitting the wolf tooth necklace on his chest.
No...that's not right.
When Mannar reacted, his whole body was already flying in the air like a thrown sack!
He didn't understand how he was knocked away at all, nor did he know what happened to him. It was only when he was in mid-air that he realized that the soft sound just now was from the necklace around his neck. The sound of cracking!
Boom!
Mannar fell heavily into the field a few feet away and was covered in mud. He got up in fear and lowered his head to look at the necklace.
As expected, there were already cracks on several wolf teeth on the necklace!
He was still uninjured, and the necklace still protected him, but it could not completely neutralize the power of the arrow just now!
“How, how is it possible?!”
Mannar’s pupils trembled: “This arrow is so light, how is it possible?!”
“This arrow , It is indeed very light."
Ning Wushu's voice came slowly: "But the world is very heavy."
She said and put the second arrow on the bow.
"More than thirty years ago, my mother, who had been diagnosed as infertile, finally became pregnant with her eldest brother after drinking the medicinal soup carefully prepared by her father."
She whispered Said: "On that day, my father finally had an heir and realized the true meaning of the harmony between heaven and man. He studied carefully for ten months and created this sword on the day when the eldest brother was born."
There was a buzzing sound and the bowstring sounded softly. , arrows fly.
Mannar was shocked. How could he dare to despise this arrow? He quickly waved the scimitar in his hand, trying to summon up the power absorbed by the necklace when his arrow was blown away, and return the favor in the same way. He cuts off the arrow!
But when he swung the knife, he was stunned.
"How come, no?"
"That arrow can shatter the teeth of the ancestral wolf, how can it not have any power..."
He was stunned, It's too late.
The second arrow floated over and landed on Mannar's chest again.
bite!
There was another crisp sound, Mannar grunted, and was thrown away again!
He was like a powerless scarecrow. He was thrown dozens of steps away by this huge force. After landing, he rolled in the mud for a long time before he came to a heavy stop.
When he got up in pain, the wolf fang necklace was already covered with cracks!
"There is no false sword. It cannot be practiced by those who are not as wise as foolish and as brave as timid; it cannot be obtained by those who have no worries and no persistence in mind."
Ning Wushu said softly and set up the third arrow.
“It requires no talent, no practice, no need to open martial arts, or even the use of a sword.”
The bow string was fully drawn again. After Ning Wushu shot two arrows, he was obviously much tired. , but still plain: "Those who have no delusions have no desires and thoughts, and are in harmony with the heart of heaven."
"Although he looks like a child, when he raises his hand, the power of heaven guides him; when he steps, the power of the earth guides him. Move. Kneading mud and playing with sand can move mountains; pushing rocks and rolling wood can fill the sea! "
The string sounded again, and the third arrow left the string!
After the two arrows were fired, Mannar was already frightened to death. He still had no trace of the arrogance he had before. When he saw the third arrow coming, he didn't even have the slightest thought to resist and ran away.
But how can he outrun the arrow?
This time, when the fluttering arrow landed on his back, the string of wolf teeth on his neck finally shattered!
The huge force threw him heavily into the mud and water of the field. His face was covered with dirt from the fall. When he raised his head, he saw fragments of wolf fangs scattered nearby.
"No, it's impossible!" He stared at the fragments with disbelief on his face. He no longer spoke Dayan Mandarin, but Beiyi dialect: "Ancestral Wolf's Fang, how is this possible..."
After shooting three arrows, Ning Wushu could no longer hold the big bow. Her legs were weak and she struggled to hang the bow back on her back. She stepped on the mud with one foot deep and the other shallow, and walked toward Mannar goes.
Mannar knelt on the ground, holding the wolf fang fragments.
As Ning Wushu got closer and closer, the shock in his eyes gradually receded.
“That’s it...this is the will of the Immortal God.”
He sighed: "It seems that I am destined to die here, but it doesn't matter..."
He raised his head and looked at the huge group of crows not far away.
“The ancestral spirits will return, and we, the Dayi tribe, will regain the heart of heaven!”
Pa!
Ning Wushu came behind him, waved his saber scabbard, and hit Mannar hard on the back of the head.
Although she was exhausted, her true energy was still there. This slap made Manal turn his eyes white - he was not unconscious, but he fell to the ground with a groan in pain.
“You should give up on this idea.”
Ning Wushu said lightly: “Fu Qingzhou is more determined than you think. Your ridiculous plan has no chance of success. "
"Hahaha...really?"
Manal slowly got up from the ground and said with a deep smile: "You don't know anything at all. Don’t know!”
"Really?" Ning Wushu said calmly: "Do you want to try another product, the name Wuwangjian?"
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Manal was startled, and then gradually answered Overwhelmed: "Your surname is Ning, Wuwu... Ning Wuwu? The owner of Pai Shulou, Ning Wuwu? Who is he to you?!"
"He is my incompetent eldest brother. "
Ning Wushu said calmly: "It's just that my father still likes him very much. He made him the head of the house and let him manage the Pai Shu Building. "
"Ning Wuwang, is this your eldest brother?!"
Manal's eyes widened and he said in a trembling voice: "You, you are the daughter of Ning Baimei, the great swordsman of Yanxiang?!"
< br>Ning Wushu smiled weakly: "Tell me, do I understand your bullshit ancestral spirit?"
"..."
Manal is this time I was really scared, but I still forced a smile: "Even if you are Ning Baimei's daughter, you can't know..."
"Really?"
Ning Wushu interrupted him: "Fu Qingzhou is from Bailu Mountain and Xijiao Village, right?"
Manal's pupils trembled.
“You really shouldn’t let him know these things.” Ning Wushu said softly: “Now that the time has not come, letting him know some things in advance will not only be detrimental to you, but also harmful to the world. No good."
"You, you..." Manar said in shock: "What does this mean?"
"Ha."
Ning Wushu chuckled and said: "How about this, you confess the traitors who helped you sneak into my territory in Dayan, and I will turn around and make you understand?"
Ma Naer was a little moved at first, but he quickly realized: "There is no traitor at all. I am the prince of Yi and the commander of the army. How difficult is it for me to sneak into your country?"
"Look "It's true."
Ning Wushu smiled and said, "You are confused. If you cheat, you will let go... Don't be in a hurry. Turn around and I will take your time to interrogate you."
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After saying that, she swung the scabbard again and struck it hard.
This time she hit Mannar on the temple. Mannar didn’t even have time to hum. He rolled his eyes and passed out.
Looking at the little prince of Beiyi who passed out on the ground, Ning Wushu didn't have much joy in his eyes.
She raised her head and looked at the black clouds of crows in the sky, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
Then she coughed several times, stretched out her hand to grab one of Manal's legs, dragged him, and staggered towards the center of the village with heavy steps.
(End of this chapter)