Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 437: The Lost Sword
Amid Bian Chongfeng's roar, the entire prison was filled with people's hearts clenched, because this was not a disaster for just one person. Huang Xie would not let go of any living thing within his sight, and this was a cramped and sealed prison.

Just by looking at the action of him tearing off the iron bars just now, you can tell that his pulse tree is probably already seven lives. At this moment, those true qi are frantically breaking through the restraints, and it will not be difficult for it to tear a person into pieces.

No one knows why such a mistake happened in the Southern Court. A wild man who might be possessed by evil was sent to a heavy prison without sealing his true qi. This is definitely a huge accident!

As the prisoners looked on in shock, anger or fear, this terrifying wild man pounced on the weak young man who had just been imprisoned.

He had just barely stood up, his face was pale and he was still in shock. He was as unprepared as everyone else. This body crashing in from the door had completely trapped him in the cell.

The killing unfolded so suddenly that everyone seemed to see their own death at that moment.

The true energy surged, the candlelight doused, and the evil shadow was faster than vision. The muscular forearm was raised high towards the boy's disheveled head. This punch was enough to pierce through the iron bars and stone walls, and the next moment the head would be shattered into pieces.

But the chilling cracking sound did not occur, and the young man actually reacted. Although he still had heavy shackles on his feet, he had swung the iron chain between his wrists and hooked it on the iron candlestick sticking out of the wall. Using it as a fulcrum, his body bounced into the air like a carp.

The barbarian punched the wall, and the entire stone wall caved in and cracked. The young man in the air kicked down with a whip-like kick, and the iron handcuffs on his ankles hit the barbarian's head hard.

A clang sounded in the prison, but it only resulted in a roar.

The wild man suddenly turned around and stretched out his arm to punch in the air, still so fast that it was impossible to catch, and so strong that it was shocking to the heart and lungs. If this punch hit a person, it would be like hitting a cloth bag full of tomatoes.

But the tattered single piece of clothing in the air actually formed an arc again with the help of the kick that just launched. His body flipped backward nimbly, and the strong wind forced the lapels of his clothes to stick to his back. The fist force brushed past him in a split second, and he staggered to the ground behind the wild man.

It was in this tense state of fear that people couldn't help but shout out. Without the support of true energy and with their hands and feet shackled, such movements were completed entirely by relying on their muscles and bones. Even though almost everyone here was a veteran in the martial arts world, this was still an amazing skill!
But the next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the boy's mouth. It was obvious that an ordinary person's body was too thin like a piece of paper in front of such power. And he was too weak.

It’s not surprising. Who among these people is not weak?

Xie Chuantang struggled to squeeze out from the iron bars that were smashed by the barbarians. She covered her abdomen, her face pale and covered with cold sweat, and she staggered out to the corridor dragging her shackles.

That was the direction of the entrance and exit, which was of course completely blocked at this time. But for the prisoners at this time, being able to attract the attention of people outside was the only chance of survival.

"It's Chou time now. The fastest reaction from outside will take seventy breaths. Don't pin your hopes on it." The black cat's calm voice came from my stomach again. "Don't worry. Watch his movements, and then listen to me."

Pei Ye stood there gasping for breath. The violent outburst just now made his body burning and painful. The two leaps were almost entirely completed by his waist and legs. Without the circulation of true Qi, he could not sustain such intense movements. The true Qi of the wild man opposite him was like a thawing river, becoming more and more turbulent.

He absolutely could not take any of his punches, and the limits of his five senses also made him lose his awareness of the enemy and himself. Perhaps he would make a mistake in his next move, or perhaps the opponent's next move would break the upper limit of Quail Head. Death was suddenly so close, and the wild man in front of him had burst out and crashed into him again.

"Use the handcuffs to catch it." The black cat suddenly spoke again.

Pei Ye was stunned.

This force is definitely not something that can be contained by hand shackles, it will only cause both arms and the iron tools to break.

At this moment he was frozen between his fighting instinct and his trust in the Black Cat, but the Black Cat did not rush him because the noise of iron chains could be heard in the cell next to him.

The wild man's collision twisted the iron bars of the two prison cells nearby. Wen Zaizi huddled in a corner and tried his best to protect himself, while on the other side, Bian Chongfeng broke through the prison with shackles on his body and jumped up.

The shackles on this strong man were no less than Pei Ye's, but he was like a leopard in the midst of the flying iron chains. He picked up a twisted and broken iron rod from the ground, gritted his teeth, and stabbed the barbarian's neck with all his strength.

But the next moment the wild man turned around like a ghost, grasped the end of the iron rod with his heavy hands and swung it, and Bian Zhongfeng's strength was crushed. He had no time to let go and was thrown against the wall. With a horrible sound of bone breaking, he coughed up blood in pain and knelt down.

Many people knew that this might be the only chance. If they couldn't kill this wild man now, there would only be a massacre later.

But this battle obviously left them no chance from the beginning.

The outbursts of the young man and the man have exceeded everyone's expectations. Such skills are enough to kill two or three-life cultivators with shackles, but now the true energy has created an insurmountable gap.

Bian Chongfeng's attack from behind gave Pei Ye time to fly backwards. He gritted his teeth and threw himself towards the collapsed cage behind him. He raised his handcuffs and slammed them against the iron bars. But the next moment his heart and lungs suddenly tightened - no matter whether this desperate measure would work or not, it was too late!
When the true Qi thaws to a certain degree, the hole will no longer expand rapidly but slowly. Sufficient true Qi will open up the meridians in an instant.

Pei Ye looked back with his pupils constricted. The two-zhang distance was swallowed up by the barbarian in one step. The strong wind was already approaching his face. Queshou could actually still keep up with the opponent's attack, but his body was definitely too late to make an effective evasive move.

When a cultivator who has reached the second realm truly stands before a mortal, there is no longer any chance for him to make any move.

Pei Ye recalled that he had also faced such an enemy without any true energy, but this time he was weaker and no longer free, while the enemy was even stronger.

He could no longer handle this punch, so he could only grit his teeth and try the power brought by the two divine objects. He had never used them once, and he didn't know if they could save his life at this moment.

But the black cat suddenly said calmly again: "Use the handcuffs to catch it."

The savage's cold, beastly eyes and mountain-like body were right in front of him. Every detail in his head was clearly visible, telling him clearly that this punch would definitely smash his entire arms to pieces.

But he crossed his arms against his instinct.

The sophisticated torture instrument on his hand was made of secret iron, which should be strong enough to block swords and knives. But even if it didn't break into pieces in front of such a punch, the hand tightly bound inside would break into pieces first.

The enormous force hit Pei Ye's lungs, shaking him and causing him to spit out blood again.

But he did not feel the severe pain in his hand as he had imagined, as if a hard jade membrane was supporting him.

There was a clear sound of iron cracking, and the torture instruments that bound the fingers inch by inch broke apart and exploded in the face of the overwhelming true qi.

This is an inherent flaw of [Spirit Binding Reins]. It will imprison the fingers that are forming the seal and lock all the spiritual power inside and outside the body. This is a method specifically aimed at the practitioner and does not target the true Qi.

Of course, the fact that it collapsed so precisely with one strike was a rare "coincidence".

However, the spiritual energy that exploded did not go towards the young man at all, but went completely outward. The wild man Pei Mo was unable to resist the collision and was forcefully stopped. The explosive wind swept through the prisons on both sides, making clanging sounds.

The black cat sent a message in his stomach: "Go to the end of the east corridor. You are in the T-shaped room, seven feet away. You need to gain one and a half breaths of time."

The east corridor is where people enter and exit the prison. Xie Chuantang’s figure just disappeared there.

Pei Ye looked back, pursed his lips and sped up, but the wild man behind him suddenly jumped up again. This time, the true energy left his body and pressed sharply towards his back, but what Pei Ye felt was not a sword, but a kind of swallowing and drowning. His steps were immediately strangled by this true energy.

It was the first time that Pei Ye heard the name "Huang Xie", but then he realized that they were still human beings.

In the prison next to him, Bian Chongfeng had actually swallowed blood and risen again. This man's vitality was amazing enough. It was obvious that this barbarian was invincible, but it was even more obvious that he would die if he did not resist.

He tightened his grip on the twisted spear-like iron rod again, gritted his teeth, straightened his body and bent his waist. For everyone else, this was the only slim hope.

The young man had amazingly lasted three rounds and was now finally in a desperate situation. The only person he could still rely on was this man - not because he could kill the barbarian, but because he could hold out for two more moves.

And during these two extra seconds, Xie Chuantang might be able to attract the attention of the officials outside.

Then Bian Chongfeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and the power that was about to explode in his body was forcibly stopped.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the weak young man who was about to be overwhelmed by the true energy turned around and raised his hand towards the barbarian who was three feet away. It was a hand that had just been freed from the shackles, slender, powerful, still trembling with sweat, like a new cicada that had just been peeled off its shell.

No one knew why the boy's hands were restrained so solemnly, just like when the instrument was disintegrated just now, they did not feel anything being released. It was still an ordinary body, and the Qi was blocked. For a cultivator, it was like his cultivation was uprooted, and all other means were just auxiliary.

It is indeed true now. The young man is still unable to break free from the wild man's true energy, but a red lotus grows out from his palm.

Such a beautiful creature should never appear in this dark dungeon. The lotus petals are like jade carvings, the color is like red, and the crystal is not like the human world. In the palm of the young man's hand, the violent true energy in front of him stopped at this moment.

【Red Lotus Fire】

The Shaolongyi family's inherited Xuan Fire, even without the accompaniment of spear skills, is also an extremely excellent flame. Xuan fire gives life, and its heat reaches the three levels of Li. The temperature, three times that of molten gold, is enough to turn any narrow space into a furnace.

After obtaining this kind of flame, Pei Ye used it against the enemy for the first time. This is why he was still banned even though he was not a sorcerer.

The red lotus turned into flames, and the bright, howling flames illuminated everyone's horrified faces. Bian Chongfeng immediately hid himself in the corner, and the entire corridor was penetrated by the vermilion flames in an instant. The flames licked the iron railings, leaving traces like ice melting and solidifying.

The terrifying figure of the barbarian was contained for the first time in such a stream of fire, and then he flew back with his arms raised. The surging true energy frantically formed a defense, but was swallowed up in an instant. Such a terrifying force was definitely enough to seriously injure him, but when the true energy was far from exhausted, the flame dimmed and went out first.

Everyone was shocked by the strength of this strange young man, and everyone could also see his weakness that could not be concealed.

The Xuan Qi that had just been released could only sustain such an attack with all its strength, and this explosion actually put even greater strain on his own body.

But this one [Red Lotus Fire] was just enough for a breath and a half.

The boy's body did not stop at all. He did not stop flying when the lotus appeared in his palm, and he flew even faster when the flames erupted. He gritted his teeth and reached the end indicated by the kitten in just half a breath.

There's nothing special about it.

This is the regulation when the Nan Ya prison was built. He can't see clearly when standing in the prison, but as long as he walks out of the corridor, he can see that it is just a small room without a door.

Simple tables and chairs, perhaps used for stationing people for guarding, perhaps for interrogating prisoners, or perhaps for writing case files. In short, it is a small area of ​​two meters in radius.

There were no extra furnishings. At the other end of the room was a door leading to the outside. It was made of heavy iron with obscure patterns. Xie Chuantang arrived here earlier than him. Blood was flowing from her abdomen to the ground, but she just raised the yoke and smashed the iron door with all her strength.

At the other end of the corridor, the barbarian's body showed mottled burns. Such injuries were by no means enough to stop the attack of a Seventh Life. He simply organized his true energy and suddenly shot out again like a cannonball. The explosive sound of the air once again made people clench their hearts.

The vicious tiger still hasn't fallen, but the injured deer has really run out of tricks.

Pei Ye listened to the explosion behind him and realized that there was no room for him to pull away. This was a real dead end.

The black cat said the last sentence calmly: "Turn around."

Pei Ye panted, looked to the left in a daze, and then he calmed down.

There really isn't anything special.

However, when the temple official led the interrogation just now, all the weapons of the prisoners were carefully taken off and taken out of the corridor. However, when they left, one of the prisoners was careless and forgot to take back his weapon.

So the things he left behind just lay quietly in the corner. It had a sheath, a handle, and a blade. It was definitely not a magic weapon, but just something made of ordinary iron.

The barbarian behind him crushed everything with his true energy, which surged again, squeezing the air so hard that it made the wind blow in the room. Pei Ye still had no true energy and was extremely weak. The previous explosions caused his whole body to be torn with pain.

But the muscles all over his body just relaxed. Pei Yezhan clenched the stiff and painful fingers of his right hand, took a deep breath, and spoke out to interrupt the woman who was screaming and banging on the door opposite.

The savage was right behind her, and she tried her best in despair.

But the young man said weakly and hoarsely: "Hey - give me that sword."

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Xie Chuantang understood in an instant why these hands were imprisoned and why those officials took off their swords before entering prison.

His Qi lock was still there, and he must still be under great restriction, but the moment he grasped the cold hilt of the sword, the boy turned into a ghost.

The barbarian rushed in like a cannonball, and the sword light was out of the sheath like water, cutting into the surging true energy and suddenly floating.

Xie Chuantang had seen many swords, and she could use a sword herself. It was obvious that the sword was out of control, but the next moment, an indescribable beauty seized her. The sword swept like a silver fish and floated behind the barbarian. And then, what floated with it was actually the heavy body of the young man!

Just like ripples push away duckweed and wind pushes floating leaves aside, leaves are meant to be drifting with the flow, so how can they be pierced by the wind?

【Blowing back the wind】

The wild man turned around in an instant, and the young man had already flown away three meters with this true energy. The distance of three meters was just a passing moment for the wild man, but a pure, cold and transparent white had already spread out on the sword of the standing young man.

The dark dungeon instantly turned into a jade-like icy lake. Snow fell like feathers. Under the cold moon, blood-stained broken feathers spread all the way to the center of the lake.
This scene brought silence to the entire dungeon. All the intense emotions condensed into the falling snow under the night sky. When people woke up, they saw the man in tattered clothes holding a sword in his backhand, with his hand pointing at the wild man's neck.

The barbarian also woke up at the same time. Qisheng's reaction and the mobilization of his true energy were as fast as lightning. Even though the blade was about to bite his neck, the thick true energy still protected his neck in an instant.

However, the boy is no longer the weak and resourceful man in the martial arts arena under the moonlight.

An extremely bright line of fire suddenly appeared on the single-sided blade, sharp and jade-red. In just a moment, the true Qi was cut into by the black fire like a soft rot. The barbarian stepped on the ground and flew back, but his head had already flown high into the air.

The huge body fell, and the young man stumbled to the ground, leaning against the cell door. In the silence, there was only the sound of his breathing. The fire on the long sword faded, and the blade was as bright as a mirror, without a trace of blood.

It was at this moment that bright patterns lit up on the prison door and it was kicked open by the outsider.

The normal assistance process should be slower, but it seems that someone has discovered the abnormality through other channels.

Xie Chuantang reacted very quickly and turned to the side. The next moment, Si Cheng rushed in with a sword in hand, his face full of anger. But when he saw the young man standing five feet away with a sword in hand, his body suddenly tensed up, his steps stopped, and the veins on his hand holding the sword bulged.

Even his breathing stopped at this moment, and Si Cheng stared straight at the barefoot boy in front of him. His shackles were still locked, and his Qi lock was intact, but including the official who followed in behind, no one made any further moves.

A silence.

The black cat's calm words came from my stomach: "It's okay."

So the young man smiled kindly and let go of the sword, which fell to the ground with a clang. He stepped back two feet and spread his hands flat towards the officials.

The savage's severed head with long hair swayed on the ground and gradually stopped rolling.

(End of this chapter)