Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 292 Nan ​​Dai

Pei Ye suddenly reined in his horse and stood still, lowering his eyes and looking straight ahead.

In the vast and silent wilderness, the waning moon casts a layer of pale white frost.

The man in white walked slowly, his face as silent as the wilderness, and his steps as solid as the mountains behind him.

Pei Ye had seen this outfit, the black silk tied to the eyes, the long cloth wrapped behind her back, and this face with a dull expression.

——Yi Nandai.

The man's eyes were covered with cloth, but when he looked at something, there was always a cold piercing.

In front of the mountain and under the moon, he quietly looked at the young man in front of him and took off the cloth bundle behind him. With a slight shake in his hand, the white cloth fluffily slipped off, and a sharp and hard shape came out.

About seven feet long, the gun's body was blackened, and a line of white-cold moonlight condensed on its tip and blade.

He is also as cold and silent as his people.

Pei Ye only paused for a moment, then shook the reins again, and the black horse galloped into a swift silhouette again. The young man on the horse leaned forward, pressed his lips to his sword, and pressed one word in his throat: "Get out!"

The young man can choose not to retreat, and then when this move is over, he can only face Yi Nandai who wakes up from the "soul shock" with a powerless body.

In the Bowang Martial Arena, Pei Ye repeatedly used it to restrain the old soul-stealing man, but because the young man's body was too weak at that time, even if the enemy lost consciousness during the fight, his strength and speed were not enough to support him in seizing the opportunity to harvest. In the end, Liuli could only make up for it.

So you still have countless trump cards, and you can defeat me a hundred times in any aspect. This sword will end your powerful life before anything else.

The ground is like snow, the lake is like an ice mirror, and under the silver trees, there are jade, blood, and wounded feathers.

The wind suddenly crackled.

It was as if time was passing by, and the force of the mountain-sea spear withered away. However, this shot was too fierce, and the residual force pressed the sword against the young man's chest and ribs, and a mouthful of dark blood still welled up in his throat.

In Ji Yun's unsparing words, the man was a hidden dragon crouching in a deep pool with his eyes closed. Now that he was facing him head-on, you should know that this statement was true.

The storm is trapped in a cage, and the fire sinks into the frozen lake.

It was really "making a fire in silence". I don't know how to unleash such power in the hands of this cold and silent man. The tip of the spear cut through the frosty moon and autumn wind, and the surroundings were cold and silent. It was an angry dragon rising in the winter river!

This almost extreme idea of ​​creating a sword creates a killing sword that can determine the difference between life and death.

But in Pei Ye's hands, Xue Ye's second move did not turn into [Eating Leaves], and the volleying figure did not use the force to leave.

Pei Ye's expression did not waver at all.

But there was no confusion in Pei Ye's eyes, and Yi Nandai really didn't break this Yi Sword again.

From the injured body of the falling goose in the snow, the snow was melted, the ice was dissolved, and a hole was burned into the jade-like night.

And the distance between the two was frighteningly close.

Even self-protection may not be successful - if Yi Nandai breaks through the Intention Sword again like just now.

How can the trees in the mountains be eternal? The sea will wither; the jade in the box will be old, and the face in the mirror will wither.

The origin and future are all confused by snow and fog. Apart from falling inexorably into the abyss, I neither know what to do nor can do anything.

That's fire.

The ice is falling from the sky, and everyone is confused. Where has it gone, and who should belong to it?

Pei Ye's mind shrank suddenly, and the sword in his hand suddenly changed. [Walking on Water to Pick Scales] turned into a sword that fell into death on a snowy night.

However, the success of the move cannot change the error of decision-making, because [Yulao] used the death of his sword to wither the enemy. At this time, the gun and sword fell together, and the Yi Sword brought only one chance to use the sword.

The final form of Jade Vein's "Feng Yao" is [Yulao].

[Cloud Sky Covers Eyes and Lost Feathers] has never been a sword technique used for gambling. Yue Muzhou would rather increase the difficulty of learning the sword infinitely, but also pursue the most extreme cold and deep depression. He must make the enemy feel nothing with one sword. The state of unconsciousness awaiting slaughter.

Pei Ye pushed with his thumb, and his hand grasped the handle to draw the sword, but what he drew out was not the light of the sword, but a white world.

But at this time, the opportunity to slit the throat had passed, because in the gap between the two swords, Yi Nandai's spear turned into a thorn, and a mountain and sea force had hit the young man in the air. Pei Ye's second sword could only be used Get away and protect yourself.

A bit of burning red.

The whole night was as dark as black glass.

Yi Nandai remained motionless. As the horse approached, he raised his head and bent his arms with a calm expression.

Pei Ye swept away from his horse, and the bright sword blade floated beside the gun, and instantly reached the man's stiff body.

Snow suddenly fell in late autumn, and the waning moon in the sky became white and sharp, while the surrounding cold nights seemed to begin to overlap. The color became darker and darker, and other objects gradually became invisible. At the same time, it seemed to be washed away and become clearer and clearer.

But the next moment, something disharmonious appeared for the first time in this icy sky and jade night.

Five lives is just enough to reach the threshold of the Seven Lives One Sword Owl who will lose consciousness in time.

In the blink of an eye, the two people were within seven feet of each other.

He galloped straight, staring at the person in front of him. It was not until this thrilling shot swept over him that a piece of autumn-like sword light suddenly lit up between the handle and sheath.

Yi Nandai's gun power suddenly declined.

But things are different now.

He pressed the gun head-on with his sword!

The inexplicable decay in the world comes to the place where the gun and sword meet.

[Snowy Night Falling Soul Shock] fully exerted its effect, the man's cold face turned pale instantly, and the sword intent stabbed him deeply.

Ever since Ming Qitian mentioned that "this sword is useless against Yan Feiqing", this is the first time Pei Ye has encountered someone who broke the fear of [Lost Feather]!

The gunfire condensed the fire, and the man's strong state of mind was not inferior to that of the young man who broke through the desperate situation in the cellar at that time. Or maybe he had experienced this kind of desperate situation countless times. In short, the vigorous flames were burning unstoppably in this snowy night. Pei When the Liquid Sword touched the man's neck, he was faced with the indifferently raised face covering his eyes.

Man and horse are nothing more than a paper cut in front of this gun.

The man had a fire that could burn through the deepest depression, but he was blinded by the question "What are you going to do?"

When he woke up from the sword attack, his facial expression had not changed much, but some paleness still remained on his face.

The two faced each other again, and Pei Ye clearly knew what he was going to do.

There is no need for a second gap, because this distance is already where the killer move he seeks is.

Speechless and speechless, the profound energy accumulated in Chi Huo Yuan, Xun Lu, and Chi Shen were instantly consumed. Starting from the tip of the spear close to his body, the blazing fire suddenly swept through everything.

No longer suppressed to the extreme, with the support of the three profound energies, a huge curtain of fire opened up in the palm of the young man's hand!

The fire flow surged forward and engulfed the spear in white clothes below in an instant.

The man's energy suddenly spread two feet around his body.

Qisheng Zhenqi left the body, Yi Nandai condensed the mask, retracted the gun body, and temporarily gave up the pursuit of the young man.

The flames and infuriating energy consumed each other violently.

Behind the fire curtain, Pei Ye had an expressionless face, as if he knew what was happening over there.

His open fingers slowly closed together. Suddenly, the light and heat suddenly disappeared, as if a process was cut off, all the violence suddenly turned into silence, the fire curtain disappeared, and the eighty beautiful and quiet blue flames floated silently around the man, as if growing in the air. jellyfish.

The next moment, they suddenly passed through Yi Nandai's shield of true energy!

The man's body tensed suddenly, he stepped back and twisted his wrist. The spear in his hand suddenly turned half a circle - Pei Ye's fingers were loosened.

The blazing fire exploded in such a small space.

The frosty moon and autumn wind melted in an instant, and a flaming lotus blossomed in the wilderness.

And among the waterfall-like flames, the young man had already moved forward with his sword.

The flames were not enough to inflict serious injuries to the seven-life cultivator, and the real murderous intention lay in the sword behind [Yu Lao]. The sword's power has been exhausted, and there is a new life. [Breaking Earth] is cleverly drawn seven times and released three times, just to be able to catch up with [Yu Lao]'s move.

Eliminating the gap for the sword to be drawn, the young man used one fire and one sword to create two killing moves out of thin air!

The fire broke the curtain, and Pei Ye entered with his sword, reaching the high temperature at the core of the flame.

As far as the eye can see, the white clothes have burned into residual fire.

The flames restrained the true energy, the [Yu Lao] on the gun was not removed, and Yi Nandai was in a state of restraint.

And Pei Ye's sword was hidden in the "chi fire". The so-called "see it, don't feel it" fire. Before the sword came, Yi Nandai had no way of knowing.

The stream of fire swept back along his hair. Pei Ye rushed in with his sword and faced this face again. However, what stood between them was a bright spear point.

A spear tip like a fire lord.

The zhenqi that had been passed through by the chi fire did not rush back to guard again, but rolled into an exquisite and complicated whirlpool outside the fire curtain, so the flame was restrained and guided by countless zhenqi into water flow.

Pei Ye suddenly felt the strange movement of the chi fire. The huge fire lotus that spread several feet away no longer rushed towards Yi Nandai. Instead, it used the spear as the heart of the lotus. The front of the spear stabbed like a dragon, and the subsequent waves of fire, wind and light were like a cloak.

They kept sinking into the spear. The more the spear poked out, the less the fire wave remained. It was like a black dragon emerged from the fire wave, and the fire curtain broke in the blink of an eye.

Zhenqi Technique: Fire and Spear Heart.

Then Yi Nandai lowered the tip of the spear one step ahead and raised the tail of the spear from his chest. When the sword light in the young man's hand behind the fire suddenly appeared towards his neck, he had already hit the tail of the spear first.

Pei Ye's wrist was violently shaken, and Shan Yu suddenly lost his hand. Under the sudden change, the young man twisted his body and changed his arms. Holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, he had already swung out a [Broken Leaf Huilan] with all his strength.

Sure enough, he was facing the roaring wind of the gun. This time, Pei Ye clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, and dark purple blood suddenly burst out from under the skin of his left arm. He used this strength in the air, and after turning over twice, He staggered to the ground four feet away.

The blood in his throat flowed uncontrollably to the ground. Pei Ye immediately thrust his sword forward again and stared at the man in front of him.

But Yi Nandai did not pursue him any further.

He swung the spear, and the last flame on the tip of the spear was extinguished. The entire spear body became blacker and brighter than jade after being washed by fire.

The man stood on the same spot, with only half of his white clothes remaining, and the edges had turned into a gray color. In many places, pulsating muscles and bones were exposed, and pieces of light or severe burns were spliced ​​together.

He breathed lightly, holding the gun and looking at the young man in front of him without saying a word. He raised his hand and pulled off the silk ribbon that was a little burnt from his eyes.

A pair of blue eyes with veins like old roots.

The Qiu knot is ferocious, strange and magnificent, the roots are twisted like a chaotic dragon, the scales are like jade, and the man is as if he was born with a pair of dragon eyes.

And in these eyes, a pair of indifferent vertical pupils were as bright as bright gold.

Pei Ye looked at the dragonborn, slowly straightened up, and felt a heavy beat in his stomach.

The uneasy irritation in his heart increased to another level, and the same words came out of the young man's throat again: ".Get out."

He swept forward with his sword.

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In the sacrifice realm.

The gray state of mind has once again enveloped the two of them, and in Li Mingqing's heart, the candlelight has turned completely black again.

Li Mingqing felt a little dazed, but she was indeed in the main hall of Cuiyu Sword Sect.

He was indeed facing this face.

"Senior brother." Li Mingqing said in a daze. She always felt like she hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Junior sister, you have done a great job taking over the position of head." This white dress still seemed to radiate light. In the past many years, as long as she saw him, no matter what was bothering her, the girl would immediately feel at ease.

Bai Yuliang looked at her and smiled: "Now that I'm back, you can leave the position to me."

"." Li Mingqing was stunned.

Yes, now that my senior brother is back, I can finally unload my burden. Li Mingqing suddenly felt a long-lost sense of relief, as if his body and mind were much brighter. It's been a long time since she had this carefree feeling hiding behind a few elders.

"Of course, senior brother!" She immediately jumped up from the main seat, "This is your position - where have you been, senior brother, I am exhausted these days."

However, Bai Yuliang didn't answer. He walked straight towards the main seat, his expression unclear from the side.

Sit on it.

Then the man turned his head and gave her a smile.

Li Mingqing also responded with the same smile.

The candles in the hall began to dim and extinguish, and everything gradually fell into darkness.

It's great that it's finally over. Li Mingqing looked at it all with ease.

But before everything disappeared into darkness, the girl suddenly felt unreasonable panic in her heart.

No, no, no

"Hey, hello!" she suddenly shouted.

The process of the hall falling into darkness stopped.

"Senior brother, you haven't asked me anything yet. Do you know how Cuiyu is doing now? Do you know what the situation of Qijiao Cave is now? Do you know how to deal with Tianshan-" Li Mingqing was suddenly stunned.

She looked at the figure in the hall who was almost submerged in the darkness, and after a long time she said softly: "Senior brother, I am also the direct descendant of Cuiyu, and I feel that I, the head of Cuiyu, can do better than you."

The figure in the palace raised his head and looked at her.

Li Mingqing lowered her head, the Lost Cui Sword was hanging on her waist.

".Now, I'm almost finished learning Huang Jade."

The candlelight that had been submerged upside down once again emerged from the dark and sticky package, and a brand new candle flame burned brightly in the girl's heart.

All the gray faded, and Li Mingqing looked at the bright white light in her field of vision and found that she had collapsed on the ground again without knowing when.

This time, the flames of the candle sword did not have as strong an emotional impact as the last time, but this natural smoothness was more dangerous for the girl.

Li Mingqing took a few breaths, and she already somewhat understood what the "Heart Candle" was.

(End of this chapter)