Nightfall

The Sword in the Dark

As a betrayer of Devil's Doctrine, Xia Hou's natal item was that horrifying Open spear thrust. He could clearly perceive all the details before the appearance of the metal spear, thus he knew that Sangsang was not dead.

The first deadly thrust which he tolerated and sought for using his extreme perseverance failed to kill Ning Que. Even when he secretly combined it with the righteous art of war to launch the second thrust, which would certainly hit the bull eye, he still failed to kill the little handmaiden on the cliff. Two continuously and incredibly missing ruined Xia Hou's mood.

At this point, Ning Que had already moved thousands of feet and arrived on the Snow Lake.

Just then, Xia Hou slightly twisted his brows. He instantly clenched his right fist tightly in the snow storm. The metal spear on the cliff violently retreated as though it was being bounced back into the air by the big black umbrella.

The darkish metal spear pierced through the snow residue left floating on the lake as it pierced through the slightest freezing wind. Together with the sharp howling sound, the spear pierced Ning Que's back like a lightning.

The sharp howling sound was produced due to the force traveling against the wind. It was a sound caused by the turbulence of the air around the razor-sharp blade. The higher than a pitch of the sound meant the quicker the speed. Just by listening to the sound, one would know that the speed of this metal spear was not comparable with Primordial Thirteen Arrows, but it was still extremely fearful.

Based on logic, Ning Que's current ability of Seethrough Upper State was not possible for him to foresee Xiu Hou's Open spear thrust path of movement. It was certainly beyond possibility for him to deal with such horrifying speed.

However, Ning Que was not a person who did things based on logic. His experiences and cultivation process, if one carefully looked back, were not logical at all.

Just when the metal spear was thirty feet away from his back and before the piercing sound had traveled to his ears, he reacted by filling his body with the Great Spirit and forcefully twisted his body in the dark. He then focused all his mental energy and strength onto the blade as he aggressively snapped it off from his back!

A loud, vivid sound was heard, followed by the spilling of strong gush of air from the edge of the knife blade and spear blade in all directions, causing the snow accumulated on the snow lake to shake without stop.

Ning Que felt a sharp pain on his wrist that caused him to almost drop the podao in his hand. However, he used his determination to stabilize his form as he made a turn in the dark using the rebound force from his knife blade and once again shouted as he pounced towards Xia Hou. His speed was, in fact, faster than a few minutes ago.

That metal spear drew a curve in the dark night and arrived in front of Xia Hou before Ning Que did as it returned to Xia Hou's right hand in the freezing wind.

The freezing wind gathered. Ning Que dashed against the wind with both his hands gripping tightly onto a podao as he slashed it towards his opponent's head!

Xia Hou's body was already covered with blood. His face was pale, but his expression remained the same calm. As he watched a ghostly figure pounced towards him, he simply moved his spear forwards.

The blades of the spear and knife collided, creating a bright spark.

After a loud collision sound, Ning Que, like an injured big bird, pitifully moved backwards. He had once again fallen heavily onto the snow lake.

The darkish metal spear vibrated vigorously in momentum in Xia Hou's hand and for a long time, it could not quiet down as it gave out a disappointing low howling sound.