Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 383 The Battle of Pei

"Now that we have a method to obtain the 'circle', can we go look for the 'circle'?"

"No, it can't be found. It can only wait."

"Wait? Wait until when?"

"I don't know, but it will come."

"Why?"

"Because Kongtong is a famous sword sect in the world, and this dynasty has been included in the 'Thirty-three Sword Masters of the Tang Dynasty'."

"Why do you talk about Dao Qihui?"

cliff.

The morning dew has gone on the autumn grass, and everything is bright and clear.

The old man does not need the [Sword Summoning Chapter] to summon the sword dragon.

Pei Ye pursed his lips and said nothing, just staring in front of him. The dense and powerful sword light almost made him unable to speak.

But Hei Chi's body was immediately cut with a white sword mark.

Pei Ye had never thought that "two hundred" was such an infinite number. After a few breaths, he only broke about thirty or forty swords. A white light had passed over Hei Chi's body, and his scales collapsed. Bright red blood flew out.

Qu Zhu suddenly drew his sword at this moment.

So he pursed his lips and drew the sword, as if the injury on his body did not exist, and said softly in front of these two to three hundred sharp blades: "Don't worry about me."

On the other side, Qu Zhu was indeed calmly implementing his plan to trap Liuli. It was a pattern that he had never seen twice before. Perhaps it could only be effective at this distance.

But why did he still choose to come?

But the next moment, the mighty cloud spread its wings around Pei Ye, and Liuli struck the snow-white blade with his sword. Qu Zhu's sword only paused for a moment before it completely shattered. Liuli pressed the sword against his chest and was knocked several feet away.

In the belly of the mountain, Ming Qitian noticed that Mirror Dragon's "unfulfilled circle" turned out to be here.

The continuous sword light, not to mention each one was so strong that it was difficult for him to take advantage of it. Every time he parried, he took a big bite from his "qi". No matter how clever Pei Ye's sword was, he couldn't take it in one breath. More than two hundred swords.

The first white light was half a sword position faster and came straight towards him.

Liuli exerted its due power forcefully. At a distance of forty miles, its power was still stronger than any other body, and Qu Zhu's power was indeed no longer as terrifying as they imagined.

"How much more can you pay to kill me?" Qu Zhu suddenly spoke in a low voice. He stood quietly under the morning light and looked at the young man sitting cross-legged. Their bodies were equally broken, their cloths stained with blood, and the hilt of their swords. It's the same greasy blood.

Pei Ye opened [Quail Head] despite the pain in his forehead, even before seeing Qu Zhu arrive. Even if his mind and state continue to be eroded, he will never relax here for a moment. When he sits cross-legged and closes his eyes, he is alert to all possible sneak attacks.

However, the suppression was still absolute. Even after the first sword flash, he could not get close to Pei Ye again.

Pei Ye suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the person in front of him, his body stiffened and he clenched the hilt of the sword.

Just as Qu Zhu raised his energy and moved his sword forward, Liuli beside him suddenly pulled out an extremely strong cloud of energy and slashed forward again.

Black Chi's blue eyes did not waver, and he continued to move forward to open up space. Pei Ye grabbed it, gritted his teeth and fought hard with the sword, using the blood stains on his thighs to get his next breath.

So who will get the pearl for him?
At this moment, Pei Ye felt the huge but cold chill behind him.

Countless calm sounds sounded in the morning wind, like the hissing of a snake dragon. Pei Ye suddenly pressed his sword and turned his head. A sword dragon swam up from behind the mountain. It was white and thin, and seemed to dye the entire mountain top with sunlight. Into ice cold.

So while there was still room, Hei Chi held his sword and barely blocked a blow for him, and Pei Ye raised his sword again to strike.

On the Bowang Arena, he and Shang Huaitong fought hard for the space to make moves, because whoever "breathed" first at the back would not be able to continue to take the moves. He won that fight with his agile swordsmanship. Competition, but now it was him who felt suffocated by the swordsmanship.

Of course, Pei Ye understood the situation in an instant.

But before that, whether the young man can survive this sword dragon is the first question.

Pei Ye didn't say a word, just drew his sword and slowly stood up.

Hei Chi's current strength is not as strong as his, and he cannot catch such a sword at all. If he wants to play any role in the sword fight, he can only resist with his body.

"Don't be impulsive." Hei Chi stepped forward calmly, "I can still block seven or eight swords - when he completely traps Liuli, everything will be over."

It does not carry sword skills, and because it is far away from the center of the formation, its strength is far less than that of its counterparts in the Sword Belly Mountain. However, it is still so powerful that the young man's arms trembled even though he was full of energy. After entering, the arc of [Shan Yu]'s bounce has stopped on the second sword light.

Liuli poured out her attacks wantonly at the torn black robe in the clouds, but this was no longer a cramped room. Qu Zhu had more space to avoid, and injuries no longer occurred so quickly.

A white light flashed across a distance of several feet in the blink of an eye, and when the boy's anger had just reached its peak, it was already at his throat.

A round of "move energy" is exhausted.

But at this time, Qu Zhu's defeat was much easier than imagined. Whether in Pei Ye's own heart, in the mouths of others, or from the side, this enemy had an image as deep as an abyss. Pei Ye was caught off guard at this moment. To his true weakness.

It doesn't have to be perfect, nor does it take long. It only takes half a breath to allow him to easily remove the boy's head.

Nowadays, the young man is too fragile. If he misses even one or a half moves, an irreparable blood mark may appear on his body.

On the other side, the sword dragon poured down on the young man, like a silver waterfall. The black cat had already transformed into a handsome dragon shape, holding the sword to control the fire, and rushed forward before the young man.

Yes, he attacks the heart first, or this also shows that he has indeed reached his limit.

[Qing Ming] was released suddenly, and clashed with the sword forcefully. The white light stopped again, but Pei Ye once again drew back his strength, twisted his wrist to bind it into one, and [Broken Ye Huilan] came out of thin air. When he came out, the young man gave a low shout, and the bright moon arc, which could break gold and jade, chopped off the four sharp blades that came at the same time.

The sword dragon suddenly rushed toward Pei Ye, and Liuli in the distance paused for a moment, suddenly falling into a dilemma. After defeating it last time, the sword dragon left. Now if it insists on fighting, who should Liuli deal with?

On the other side, Liuli's moves, which were not supported by his full attention, suddenly became looser. He was more defensive than offensive. The pressure on Qu Zhu's body was visibly reduced. Some mysterious lines began to be sketched in the air. Liuli's movements were revealed as he moved. Some sluggishness.

"You always remind me of my old self." The old man looked at him, lowered his head and gently rubbed the blade, "The same goes for the girl named Li in Bowang City. By the way, have you not received a reply from her for a while? "

Hei Chi was right. This man had indeed already thought about everything that was going to happen from the moment his whereabouts were exposed.

The sword light came slanting like a rainstorm. In just two breaths, Pei Ye didn't know how many swords he had swung. The power of each sword made his arms tremble and he gritted his teeth to hold on.

Behind him, those swords were scattered in the air after being broken by the strong sword. Even though they were far away from the Five Peaks Lotus Heart, they were slowly being reorganized into sword dragons.

"I'll stop it for you, you go take care of Liuli first!" Hei Chi said very quickly.

"Exit." Pei Ye suddenly squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"What?" "I'll do it myself."

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The young man's hoarse voice contained gritted teeth and determination. Black Chi would no longer continue to argue at this time - just as the young man would put its suggestions first, it had also begun to believe in the young man's insistence, "Okay. "Hei Chi replied, and Chi's shadow flowed out of the sword array and flew into the air where Liuli was.

Overwhelming pressure instantly enveloped the young man.

Two blood marks suddenly appeared on his body. Without Hei Chi's restraint, the feeling of being truly in a sea of ​​swords came over him.

This is not a mechanical round that can make a young man break through dozens of swords and then suffer a sword wound. When he truly bears this airtight pressure, the subtle and hidden flaws in the young man's swordsmanship are infinitely magnified, so , Pei Ye's "Qi" for each "move" was getting shorter and shorter, but the time it took to breathe was getting longer and longer.

But the young man just gritted his teeth and stared, remembering every flaw in his swordsmanship that the sword passed by.

The remaining one hundred and sixty-five swords were all poured on him.

After swallowing the elixir, the wounds on his body had begun to heal, but now they were washed out bloody. Brutal and profound sword marks were carved on his body, and the young man was almost a bloody man.

But he persisted after all.

And they counted the number of sword dragons - a total of two hundred and thirty-seven swords.

The young man stood on the ground panting while holding his sword. He looked up with some difficulty. Above the sky, the formation technique had almost taken shape.

Hei Chi used chi fire to destroy the formation, but Qu Zhu tried his best to eat Liuli's sword. A powerful blast of mysterious energy hit his body, causing his scales to scatter and blood to fall to the ground.

It immediately started flying again, but the process of breaking the formation was interrupted, and there was not much Chihuo left.

Pei Ye had no time to help them. On his side, the demon sword that had been broken before had been reintegrated into a complete sword flow - only in this form, their attack was completely flawless. And he just took too long.

In fact, even though he was seriously injured, the young man still maintained his exquisite swordsmanship. If the person standing in front of him was an enemy, his throat would have been cut countless times.

But they are just snow-cold sword blades. This kind of thing is an absolute nightmare for any martial artist. Now without the protection of glass, the young man must face it alone.

The sword dragon just lowered its head and screamed at him again. It would never be tired or injured, but Pei Ye's condition was almost critical.

But he knows that everything depends on him now.

A bloody arm was exposed under the torn sleeve. Pei Ye gritted his teeth and twisted his sword. His muscles bulged as [Shan Yu] faced him again.

The bright silver edge overwhelmed him again.

In an instant, blood was flying again, and Pei Ye struggled to hold on in the waterfall-like wash, trying his best to stop every sword blade that could be stopped, staring ahead with a pair of frozen pupils.

He knew he was reaching his limit, but
A ray of sword light cut through his left arm, and Pei Ye immediately remembered the flaws of this sword move again and again.

In the extreme sword catching, he used his swordsmanship as a mirror to see where the sword flying from the opposite side could not be reflected, and also to see through the limits of his own moves bit by bit.

After calling Hei Chi out, he has been working hard to climb towards this realm.

He didn't know if he could do it, he just knew he had to do it.

Until the seventy-second sword light passed by.

When it brought up a streak of blood from his side, Pei Ye's mind was filled with the shadow of the sword in front of him, and his body was having to take another breath.

Then suddenly, something became clear.

His sword draw kept getting shorter and shorter, and his breathing became longer and longer. So at this moment, the "breathing" suddenly had no end.

As soon as he stepped forward, the "move energy" on the young man's sword lost its meaning. Even though he was already in the quail's head, the sword light in front of him suddenly became slow and clear.

When Ming Qitian said that when he entered the "clumsy" state, he didn't feel anything, but when he entered the "spiritual" state, the feeling of being reborn was so clear.

The moves are just sword movements. Why are there such obvious cuts between them?
There are one hundred and sixty-five swords left, and the cold light from the sky is approaching.

Pei Ye looked at them and opened his hand to loosen his grip on the hilt of the sword again - this was the time he had just fought so hard to breathe.

Then the rain of swords fell, and flying waves of broken jade splashed around Pei Ye. The shadow of the sword was cold and the thin blade was dense, but the constant "ding-ding" sound seemed to be connected into a string of crisp dancing beads. The sword dragon was nearly ten feet long. Under the young man's sword, it was shattered inch by inch.

When the last "ding" faded into a long echo, a twilight mirror had formed behind the young man.

But Pei Ye's emotions at this time had nothing to do with the calmness and grace of this scene. The moment Fenran slashed the last sword into the ground, he gritted his teeth and twisted up, his eyes fixed on the sky. Black robe.

Liuli was already stuck in the formation. Pei Ye no longer even used his mind to mobilize it. He jumped up from behind and held it firmly with his extended hand. His broken body pressed against the black robe before Liuli. , golden dots appeared in his murderous eyes.

Qu Zhu's scene changed, and he seized this opportunity to attack with sword light silently, but the next moment Liuli roared with mighty clouds, and defeated him with a sword in the young man's hand.

The battle line in his hand suddenly collapsed, and Qu Zhu leaned forward and retreated hastily, but the young man flew into the air with his sword and barely gave way.

Entering the spiritual realm, the powerful mysterious energy in the Glazed Sword was instantly unleashed. Pei Ye almost gritted his teeth and pressed down on the person in front of him to break through his sword light. All disadvantages were eliminated due to the power of the cloud energy and the old man's weakness. cover.

Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, Qu Zhu was finally forced to stumble to the ground. The young man gritted his teeth and roared, before a sword penetrated his body and was nailed into the huge rock.

The cloud energy actually flowed through his body in an instant, destroying and controlling it to the greatest extent, but the young man's eyes were red gold and his veins were bulging, and he still roared and pressed his meager strength into the sword.

Under the pale golden morning light, the morning breeze blew through the soft grass. The young man pinned him under the tall rock against the torn black robe. The two of them were close to each other, and the blood mixed together and dripped stickyly along the corners of the clothes. On the green grass.

Pei Ye was breathing heavily, and his pupils had almost turned golden.

"What a talent." The broken and blood-soaked scene was slowly raised close at hand, and the old man squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat, "What a fighting spirit."

"But you can't live like this anymore." He looked into the young man's eyes.

It was the first time Pei Ye looked at someone so close, and he suddenly realized that the look in his eyes was never cold and indifferent, but calm and calm.

Suddenly, the deepest panic in his heart surged out infinitely, and the imperial edict in his mind began to riot manically. Pei Ye's whole body was ice-cold, and his eyes turned dark gold for a moment.

"You win." Qu Zhu said softly, "It's a pity that the reward is not distributed now."

A fatalistic tremor rose from the depths of his heart, and Pei Ye was no stranger to this feeling.

The two eyes faced each other, and the world stopped for an instant.

A pair of demonic eyes of a young man who is furious and out of control; a pair of bright pupils of a calm and indifferent old man.

Everything else quickly faded away, and from behind the old man, a bright jade light spread out. It was the boundless Fairy Tower, with white clouds flowing and the starry sky vast.
"You know the last Soul Seizing Pearl is so important, why do I always have to face you alone? The young man who always creates miracles." Qu Zhu looked at him weakly and hoarsely, "Because between the two of us, I No matter what, he won’t be the loser.”

(End of this chapter)