The Lord who use immortals as food

In the blue and dark space, swords and swords were facing each other.

Wu Zaigu felt like a leopard meeting a poisonous snake. He could tear it to pieces with one claw, but he couldn't guarantee that he could avoid its fatal bite.

But the poison was so intense.

He kept testing, and the two of them had exchanged five or six moves in an instant, but the swords did not clash once - in fact, as long as the swords clashed, Pei Ye would be defeated. It was precisely because Wu Zaigu couldn't catch his sword that he didn't dare to attack with his own life.

If Wu Zaigu just felt troubled at this time, Pei Ye was simply walking on thin ice. Fighting against such an opponent can be described as more than "concentrating". In fact, his spirit was stretched to the extreme, but he still failed to react several times, relying entirely on instinctive reactions to use his sword to force the enemy back.

The other party is still too fast.

Pei Ye knew that he didn't have much time. Because of his physical strength, his spirit, and because he was not as good as the enemy in all aspects, he couldn't hold on forever. If he failed to react in time, he would be dead.

Compared to the other party, he is more eager to break the situation.

Wu Zaigu made another move, this time the attack direction he attempted was directly above.

But just as he was about to jump up, Pei Ye suddenly rose up, his sword light flying like snow, and he was precisely stuck at the uncomfortable point before he got up.

However, such a node was as useless to a person who was full of energy. Wu Zaigu calmly changed his posture, but he still had no way to deal with the sword, so he had to avoid it again.

But this time Pei Ye was unreasonable and became the offensive party. The next sword caught up faster, followed by the third and fourth sword. His physical strength was rapidly depleting, but Pei Ye's attacks became more and more fierce.

Pei Ye is learning, and he feels that he is about to learn this sword.

Pei Ye has always known that the ancient swordsmanship that he relied on to force him to retire was actually just a shadow of its own.

Grandpa Yue taught me the [Flying Wild Goose Sword Style on a Snowy Night], and I have practiced it for two years. My swordsmanship has been improving, but I have never really learned a single style.

Since he had the feeling that "he has not learned it", every time he practices swordsmanship he feels that he is getting closer and closer to truly learning it, but he always has the feeling of "looking at the mountain and running to death".

Until today, when he stood up and drew his sword in the slightest moment, and after forcing away the sword that Pei Mo could not resist, the feeling of death approaching his throat and about to escape at the touch made him sweat. At the same time, his understanding of this sword technique was still there. As I kept rising, I felt like I had a sudden enlightenment.

He drew his sword without stopping, constantly chasing that glimmer of light and the glimmer of life.

If you can learn this sword, you can really penetrate the opponent's throat!

This is a bet to see whether you can catch the sword move right in front of you first, or whether the other party can think of a way to deal with you earlier.

The two of them moved around in the cellar. As time passed, the situation began to slip in the unfavorable direction for Pei Ye. He kept drawing out his sword, but he could never catch the trace of aura, but his physical strength and spirit were really consumed. .

Wu Zaigu was also keenly aware that Pei Ye was drawing his sword slower and slower. Finally, after dodging another sword, he suddenly jumped forward and struck out with a sword unexpectedly, and Pei Ye lowered his sword. The sword failed to connect in time, so he had to jump back and dodge.

Pei Ye's heart sank.

When the opponent tries to strike without feeling sufficiently intimidated, you lose the means to check and balance the opponent.

Now he can only defend but not attack.

Pei Ye fell into a dilemma, but Wu Zaigu suddenly thought of a way to kill the poisonous snake in front of him in one fell swoop.

Wu Zaigu glanced at the burning blue flames and gave Pei Ye a weird smile. He lifted up a pile of clothes on his lower body and was about to cut them off with his knife.

Pei Ye had an ominous premonition in his heart, but before he could figure out what he was going to do, a strange roar suddenly sounded in the cellar, interrupting the confrontation between the two.

Pei Ye turned around and saw a scene he would never forget.

Lao Xiangzi climbed to the sacrificial table at some point.

The bronze cup containing the "fairy water" rolled to the ground. In the blue light and shadow, a monster was constantly twisting, changing, and growing.

That was Lao Xiangzi. His torso was elongated, almost reaching the roof. Blue scales were constantly growing on his body. It looked like his withered skin was being swallowed by the shadows. His clothes were torn apart by black bone spurs, blood continued to flow to the ground, and his hands and feet evolved into powerful claws.

He raised a painful face and looked at the two of them, his eyes gradually turning golden.

Sure enough, he was more than a foot tall, he was indeed wearing armor, and he was indeed majestic.

Pei Ye finally knew where the so-called "monster" that came and went without a trace came from.

Uncle Lin turned out to be bitten to death by his cherished daughter.

"Pei... little brother, don't be afraid... I'm going to become an immortal... I'm here... to help... you..." He finished speaking in a weird tone, let out a terrifying roar, and rushed towards Wu Zaigu. .

But Wu Zaigu was on guard. The first time he saw this change, he turned the blade without hesitation. Facing Lao Xiangzi at this time, the knife that had never landed on Pei Ye finally showed its true power.

Lao Xiangzi's outstretched forearm was cut off directly like a wooden pole. The force of the knife did not diminish, and it struck into his chest, cutting him out by more than a foot.

Pei Ye looked at the broken forearm on the ground. The flesh and blood inside was still human red, but the bones had been dyed blue. Pei Ye suspected that if the bone quality had completely changed, the knife might not be so effective.

But Lao Xiangzi's chest was not split in half, and the bones inside were still blue. Pei Ye took a quick look and saw that the rest of Lao Xiangzi's human skin was still intact, but her throat was covered with scales.

...and also knows to protect the vital points first.

Although various thoughts of shock flashed through Pei Ye's mind, his body could not give up such an opportunity, and he immediately raised a sword and attacked Wu Zaigu from the side.

At this time, Wu Zaigu slashed away Lao Xiangzi with a sword, and instead of pursuing the victory, he turned around and walked towards the desk. The wind suddenly sounded at his side, and he couldn't help being startled. He didn't expect that Pei Ye would attack at this time, so he quickly jumped sideways and got out of the way. He said angrily: "Looking for death!"

But Lao Xiangzi immediately pounced on him again, even though he lost an arm, he seemed to be more courageous. Wu Zaigu couldn't dodge, so he had to block it with his sword, which made his arm slightly numb from the shock. On the other side, Pei Ye also didn't relax. He struck with a sword as fast as a sword, crazily squeezing his own physical strength, trying not to give Wu Zaigu any chance to breathe.

Wu Zaigu was faced with enemies on both sides. He was temporarily in dire straits and surrounded by dangers. He immediately made a choice - he would rather accept the frost ghost's ten claws than Pei Ye's half sword.

He turned over to avoid Pei Ye's sword, and faced Lao Xiangzi's sharp claws coming from the wind. He raised his already injured left arm and took the blow forcefully.

While the flesh and blood were cut open by the sharp claws, Wu Zaigu's long knife in his right hand was filled with true energy. With a deep cry, he drew a half-arc in the air that could break gold and jade.

The ferocious and ferocious black body was almost destroyed by this knife. It hit the wall and collapsed again. From the right shoulder to the left waist, almost the entire body was broken and collapsed.

Lao Xiangzi fell to the ground, but no longer roared. His right eye pupil had almost completely turned into gold, while his left eye still looked like a human being, bulging with pain and full of madness. But soon the scales grew over, covering the twitching human flesh and blood, dyeing the eye golden.

Then its expression became indifferent and calm. It raised its broken arm and looked at it. The broken flesh and blood began to grow slowly.

Only then did Pei Ye realize that the terrifying roar did not come from this monster, but from Lao Xiangzi. And now Lao Xiangzi, who knows how to help him and howls in pain, has been completely swallowed up by it.

It tried to stand up, but its almost paralyzed upper body could not provide any support for the time being.

‘This monster... is not as strong as expected, is it because Lao Xiangzi is already weak? ’

Wu Zaigu stopped caring about it, slowly turned around and looked at Pei Ye, shook the long knife in his hand, and said coldly: "Now, it's time to end the battle between the two of us."