The Lord who use immortals as food

This glance only lasted for a moment, and Pei Ye sat in shock. Ji Changyun smiled and put away his sword: "Look at Yiyun Lang, if this sword continues to be performed, will it be worthy of the sword that coordinates the peaks of Kongtong?"

The woman turned back and whispered: "No."

Ji Changyun sighed and nodded.

He raised his sword and cupped it in his hand and said: "The sword master has come from thousands of miles away to inquire about swords. I have never heard of anyone who has seen the "Sword Tao". I would like to thank Kongtong for his kindness."

"I have never seen Peak Master's sword before."

Ji Changyun smiled: "I heard that the sword master left in a hurry last time and did not go into Jianbelly Mountain for a look. After today's sword meeting, can you take the time to give me some advice?"

"Fortunately."

This much-anticipated sword fight ended with two swords, and between the two swords, the two top masters in the world touched their tops. The countless details condensed in this sword fight are worth pondering over and over again. , but for many people present, it may not be until they cross a certain threshold many years later that they will suddenly recall a certain sword flash that passed by without paying attention today.

After all, this was just a game of swordsmanship, not a battle, and certainly not a life-and-death showdown. The two masters left the scene. It rested on the lotus platform for a long time, leaving people to digest the two swords just now.

Pei Ye regained consciousness and raised his head, only to see that Ji Changyun had already left. There were only a few other peak masters sitting on the lotus head sitting next to the woman, talking softly about different issues.

"That's what Uncle Master is like. In fact, this is the first time I've seen him since I entered the profession." A clear voice sounded next to him. Pei Ye turned around and Kong Lanting was looking away from above. "Master said, from the age of thirty Since years ago, he has been infatuated with Kongtong Sword, staying in the deep mountains, and for so many years, he has not paid any attention to the affairs of the family."

"Yuanwu Peak is one of the five peaks. Isn't Master Ji Peak in the Lianxin Pavilion?"

"There is a position, but it is said that he has never attended. Yuanwu Peak has always been managed by Master Xiao - Senior Brother Xi's master." Kong Lanting said, "And the sect leader also -"

The young man stopped here in time, tilted his head and said: "Brother Pei, did you understand the sword master's sword just now?"

Pei Ye smiled and shook his head: "How is that possible?"

"oh"

"Show me that page again."

".What?"

"What's that sword chant?" Pei Ye turned around and glanced at Yan Caiyue, then turned around and said, "Let me take a closer look."

".oh oh!"

During the conversation, two more rounds had passed on the field. Pei Ye paid a little more attention and found that the swordsmanship inheritance of the Kongtong peaks was indeed scattered. Even if they had different styles, they were not cohesive. For a moment, he did understand that people like Ji Changyun were so shocked. Why can't such a talented person be melted into a furnace even after forty years of immersion?

He watched the move [Pine Growing in the Mist] carefully until his eyes moved - Yan Caiyue raised his sword again.

This time his opponent was already on the field, it was Zhang Jingbi.

"Senior Brother Zhang is actually quite pitiful." Kong Lanting said with a smile on his face, "Compared to Xianqiao Peak where there are many people but no talent, Caiwu Peak is the real place where people are withering away. Senior Brother Zhang's talent is also very good, but it is a pity that his father died early. , my mother succeeded me as the peak master, her cultivation qualifications are the lowest among all the peaks, especially she has not learned "Fengshan Ming", so no one can teach Senior Brother Zhang."

Pei Ye followed Kong Lanting's gaze and saw a woman in a colorful dress sitting at the end. She had a habit of pulling down the corners of her mouth and a cold face, which made her look a bit acquired. Become mean.

"That's Senior Aunt Xu. She had just entered Xuanmen when she took over. Now after all these years, there is still no sign of reaching the first level again." Kong Lanting whispered, "There are actually only five people in Caiwu Peak now, two We are still just getting started, but Senior Brother Zhang is already the top disciple of this generation."

Pei Ye nodded slowly. He was low-ranking, strong, and doting on his only son. Growing up under such a wing, at the age when self-esteem is most sensitive, Zhang Jingbi longed for recognition but was unwilling to bow his head. He wanted to stand out in an upright manner, but was unwilling to disobey his mother. The root cause of his efforts to put down his face was that there was no biography of "Fengshan Ming", and he couldn't climb the ladder even if he tried to work hard on his own.

Pei Ye was also a little surprised at the exquisite thoughts of the boy next to him - when he was eleven years old, he would only enjoy doing it in the martial arts gym and defeating his classmates one by one, but he was determined not to understand this.

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Xi takes good care of him." Kong Lanting leaned on his knees and said, "In the past two years, I have always gone to Caiwu Peak to greet him and teach him the way of swordsmanship. Senior Brother Zhang has made rapid progress - Senior Brother Yan used to laugh at him for taking three wild mountains. Feng is number one in terms of swordsmanship, but Caiwu is actually the most ridiculous."

Pei Ye nodded: "I thought this Yan Caiyue should be Wu Sheng, is Zhang Jingbi the same?"

"That's right." Kong Lanting said, clasping his fingers, "Senior Brother Yan has five lives, Senior Brother Zhang has five lives, Senior Sister Guan has five lives, and I am the fourth one. Senior Brother Xi has seven lives! Brother Pei, what is your cultivation level?"

"I have just been born six years ago."

"Wow." Kong Lanting raised his head, "Then I think you might be even more powerful than Senior Brother Xi."

Guan Qianyan glanced over secretly.

"It doesn't matter if you didn't guess right just now." Kong Lanting said immediately, "Why don't you guess again, brother Pei, who do you think will win this game?"

"I didn't mean that - but I can guess this one." The girl had obviously wanted to intervene, "Of course Senior Brother Yan won."

Pei Ye looked up from the sword scroll at the two people on the field, and nodded: "The sword is like a man, already standing on the stage, but Brother Zhang still doesn't look confident in his sword. I think it's also Brother Yan." The chances of winning are greater.”

Kong Lanting felt a little bored: "Senior Brother Xi, maybe he has a different opinion?"

"Senior Brother Xi has left."

During the conversation, a distant sword sound sounded.

The annual [Tiesong Sword Discussion] is not just a sword discussion exchange in a relaxed atmosphere, it is actually a display of the strength and potential of each peak. Disciples under twenty are present for the sword discussion, while the people of Lianxin Pavilion are sitting at the head.

Yan Caiyue of "White Rainbow Chapter" is undoubtedly the person that Xianqiao Peak has high hopes for this year. He has won three games before this, especially after just defeating Kong Wen. Xianqiao Peak has a chance to be among the top this year. five.

Caiwu Peak is also competing for the third time. Zhang Jingbi has defeated two disciples of the last peak yesterday. Now that he suddenly encounters a strong opponent like Yan Caiyue, it is not that the competition system is unreasonable. Last year, Xianqiao Peak also ranked at the bottom, only with Caiwu was one place short.

Zhang Jingbi held the hilt of the sword tightly with his lips pursed and his eyes straight. It was obvious that he was not indifferent to winning or losing in this competition.

Yan Caiyue slowly drew his sword and looked at the person opposite him coldly and proudly. His posture was much more relaxed, and most of the energy consumed in the previous battle had been recovered. This one was obviously the dessert after a hard battle.

After the victory, the young man didn't even bother to taunt him anymore.

The second sword cry sounded loudly.

Yan Caiyue said nothing, and his sword came out like a rainbow.

Pei Ran's mighty sword appeared on the field again. This time Pei Ye cast his gaze seriously, feeling that the sword was a little too hasty, but Zhang Jingbi was indeed unable to catch it.

However, Zhang Jingbi's sword was slightly beyond his expectation - it was not that bad, and the sword was actually very solid. At this time, he carried out a steady guard sword. The quality of this sword was actually quite good, but it was not at the level of a teenager. , was pierced by Changhong's sword.

"The [Horizontal Staff Fighting Owl] in "Fengshan Ming"." Kong Lanting said from the side, "Senior Brother Zhang used this move in the first two games. After blocking, he had a very amazing attack. But now he was defeated directly. It's a pity. Out of sight."

"This sword is very powerful." Pei Ye nodded sincerely.

"Yes! According to the previous ranking, "Fengshan Ming" is ranked seventh among the Kongtong peaks, two places higher than "Baihong Chapter"." Kong Lanting said, and added, "That's why it is It’s harder to learn.”

"Master Zhang—that is, Senior Brother Zhang's father—he was the only one who could learn it at that time. Later, after he passed away, no one could learn the whole chapter."

Guan Qianyan sighed softly at the side: "It's a pity that swordsmanship is not practiced in the peaks. Some people only hope for the treasure house, and some people have no sword to learn - ah, the beating was so cruel."

On the field.

Yan Caiyue defeated the enemy with one sword. He didn't look at the gap created by the sword at all, but continued to pursue Zhang Jingbi's sword forcefully, as if he had to remove his sword head-on to win the battle.

Zhang Jingbi obviously saw this intention, and his face suddenly turned red. He gritted his teeth and held the sword, pouring all his true energy into his wrist. He turned the sword and reluctantly removed it. He staggered back three steps to hold on to the sword.

Yan Caiyue still had no expression on his face, and he advanced straight forward with his sword again. The straight and sharp rainbow energy made many people exclaim softly.

Among the scattered needles, his sword was as bright as the day.

The last move of "White Rainbow Chapter" is the sword that just ended Kong Wen, [piercing the sun].

Such a ruthless style of play.

——If you use all your true energy to hold the sword, and don't want to lose the sword, he will ignore the empty doors exposed and still want to smash your sword with one sword.

Zhang Jingbi gritted his teeth and set up a defensive stance again, with all the surging energy pouring into his sword and arms, completely giving up on other postures, as if he was just trying to fight for this breath.

At this time, Yan Caiyue could hit his vital point with a casual sword, but a rainbow still hit him directly.

The clash of gold and iron shook the whole place, and the waves of true energy cleared the ground of pine needles in an instant. The next moment, Zhang Jingbi's body was knocked away. Anyone could see that the true energy in his body was scattered, but the long sword did not escape his hands after all.

Zhang Jingbi gritted his teeth and lowered himself.

To a certain extent, he should have won. But Yan Caiyue did not stop his sword at all.

It wasn't a stubborn fight after one sword failed, but his breath had not been used up yet.

The second rainbow rises again - the second rainbow [penetrating the sun] without breathing.

The two strong swords that were so closely connected were definitely reaching the limit. Guan Qianyan screamed, which actually exceeded many people's expectations - even when facing Kong Wen just now, Yan Caiyue did not use this " Stupid and straight" style of play.

This attack that squeezes the limit is indeed not as powerful as the first sword, but Zhang Jingbi, who also has no time to raise his energy, is obviously unable to catch any more swords.

But the sword light at the next moment made everyone hold their breath.

From the moment Zhang Jingbi stepped onto the ring, he defended his sword three times and was defeated three times.

When facing the fourth oppression, the sword in his hand changed its defense for the first time.

A strange spinning sword.

The true energy and sword power went from being scattered to being condensed, from being low to rising. Some elders on the stage had already fixed their gazes in surprise.

I climbed the mountain with a stick and covered my shoes to look for the phoenix. The thorns pricked my skin, and the snakes and owls attacked me. After going through hardships and exhausting all my strength, I climbed to the top of the mountain. Only when I heard the phoenix singing in the sky, I suddenly felt refreshed and energetic, as if I was washing my muscles and bones.

Therefore, it is when the true energy collapses and you can't even hold the sword that it is most easily used.

Zhang Jingbi gritted his teeth and glared at the man coming with a sword in front of him. The sword in the young man's hand sounded as clear as jade.

"Fengshan Ming"·[Broken Staff Hearing the Phoenix]

No one expected that this young man, who was despised by everyone, would have learned the legendary sword of Cai Wufeng!

Both of them are in their fifth life, and the sun is already drying up, but the phoenix has just risen.

Everything happened unexpectedly, the two swords clashed, and Yan Caiyue's sword suddenly tilted out of control. The young man's pupils tightened, and all the arrogance he had before must pay the price at this time.

Zhang Jingbi's sword was also a little out of control, and his wrists were indeed numb from the repeated blows. But facing such a huge empty door, no matter how imperfect the sword was, it was enough to hit the opponent's throat.

Zhang Jingbi's eyes were red, his teeth were clenched and trembling, and anyone could see the fire in the young man's heart. He never revealed this news, just to shock everyone at this moment!

But on the stage, Pei Ye raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this sword called [Pine Growing in the Mist]?"

When Kong Lanting was startled, Yan Caiyue had regained control of the sword on the stage.

Many times, trying to fill the gap in all aspects of swordsmanship with one and a half moves is still a matter of luck. Now Zhang Jingbi is indeed lacking a little bit.

In just a fraction of a second, before the tip of the sword hit Yan Caiyue's throat, a new sword emerged from the chaotic sword force.

It's like seeing a green pine in the hazy white mist, so fresh and eye-catching.

This sword was also hasty, but after all it resisted Zhang Jingbi's similarly skewed sword tip.

Pei Ye held the scroll and watched the sword fight.

Although the smell of gunpowder was very strong, for a young man who was used to seeing life and death, everything was actually within the normal range.

The competition was originally about martial arts, martial arts was the way of killing, and there was a ferocious spirit in his heart. He had long known that he could not expect all opponents to be polite. Some people hit the mark, while others gained the upper hand and refused to give in; there were gentle chess exchanges, and there were real fights, it was just a competition.

It was really interesting and refreshing to watch two unfamiliar swordsmen who were excellent at fighting each other try their best. At this time, Pei Ye curled his head and said with a smile: "If you use this sword like him, then I know what Miss Ming means."

Kong Lanting opened his eyes and had not yet recovered from the changing situation of the competition: "Is there anything wrong with using it this way?"

"It's not wrong, or there are some shortcomings." Pei Ye smiled, "I'm guessing, but using the sword like this does lose some charm."

He pointed to this line of text and said: "[Pines grow in the fog], have you ever seen pine trees coming out of the cold fog?"

Kong Lanting hesitated and said, "When I was practicing this sword, I went to see it, but I didn't notice anything."

"There are water drops." Pei Ye said, "I saw it when I was running in the mountains when I was a child. There are often dew drops on the tips of pine needles. Is it different if there is fog or not?"

Guan Qianyan, who was eavesdropping on the side, looked confused, but Kong Lanting's eyes lit up: "It's fresher, more like life."

"More 'moving'." Pei Ye said with a smile, "This sword becomes rigid when used as a static sword, and becomes a dry painting. It needs to be more moist, fresh, and a dynamic reality. It is for the water." The light is overflowing and the pine and mist are moving."

Kong Lanting opened his mouth slightly and said in a daze: "I see. No wonder after I use up this sword, I always have to secretly adjust my Qi several times for subsequent moves."

Pei Ye nodded, smiled, and returned the sword scroll to him.

Kong Lanting took it over: "Brother Pei, you are so awesome! You can understand it after just a short look. No wonder the sword master likes you so much!"

"It's Miss Ming who took the lead. You can understand if you think about it more. I'm just a bystander." Pei Ye smiled, "And I've troubled Miss Ming a lot. I think she should be annoying me."

"You can still trouble the sword master." Kong Lanting said with admiration.

"."

Kong Lanting held the scroll and thought for a while, then said a little embarrassedly: "But I think the sword master should like me quite a lot."

".?"

"The sword master offered to annotate the Sword Sutra for me, but I didn't even dare to bother her. Other senior brothers and sisters don't have this treatment." Kong Lanting said, and then looked at Pei Ye curiously, "Brother Pei, let me ask you A question."

"Um?"

"What is your identity? Why do you call the sword master 'Miss Ming'?"

".That's what I shouted from the beginning."

"."

"What's the matter?"

"I really envy."

"What's the point of envy? I didn't understand anything at that time. I was shouting randomly. Miss Ming is not as experienced as me." Pei Ye looked at him strangely, "And Miss Ming doesn't care about the title."

"How is that possible?" Kong Lanting gave him a look like an adult, "Two years ago, when Miss Ming was in Shenjing, when we met for the first time, the princes and princes all respectfully called them Sword Master and Young Sword Master. Just like that, Sword Master The Lord often ignores them."

".Ah?" Pei Ye was really surprised. He had always thought that women were not as difficult to get in touch with as they seemed. They were actually very approachable. How could he ignore her when they met for the first time? "Why?"

"Because of [Dingjing Bingjian]." Kong Lanting said matter-of-factly, "How come you don't know anything? The sword master never discerns a person's intentions. The feeling in the first reflection determines her attitude towards that person. .”

"." This was the first time Pei Ye knew about it, but he remembered that the woman revealed his subtle thoughts when he was taught the sword for the first time, and felt that it was indeed the case, "Then, isn't Miss Ming able to read minds?"

"...That's not so impressive, right?" Kong Lanting looked at him hesitantly, "You should know better than me. I still want to ask you."

"What do you want to ask about?" Pei Ye said, "I still know a few other things. Mainly about Liuli."

Kong Lanting was a little embarrassed: "It has nothing to do with Liuli. I actually wanted to call Sword Master Sister Ming, but I don't think she likes me that much. What do you think, Brother Pei?"

"."

"Huh?" Kong Lanting looked at him expectantly.

"I think," Pei Ye glanced at him, "Miss Ming might not like this title."

"Oh." Kong Lanting was a little disappointed, "Okay."

Pei Ye was a little funny: "Do you like Miss Ming that much?"

"Of course!" Kong Lanting said matter-of-factly, "Who doesn't like the Sword Master? He's so powerful and he explained the Sword Scripture carefully to me. Moreover, the Sword Master is really the best-looking person I've ever seen."

Pei Ye somewhat understood why the woman treated him so specially. This young boy did have a delicate and pure heart. Pei Ye felt better for a moment, lowered his head and smiled.

"Why are you laughing?" Kong Lanting misunderstood, "Isn't Master Ming the most handsome person you have ever seen? I don't believe it."

Pei Ye laughed and nodded: "Of course, Miss Ming is also me -"

"." The words suddenly paused. The young man opened his mouth, his expression dropped slightly, and he swallowed the second half of the sentence.

His eyes returned to the stage.

Kong Lanting looked at him in a daze, and obediently closed his mouth.

And it happened at this moment.

The two teenagers who were struggling at the same time on the field had already started the next round of fighting, but with the collision of the swords, the situation tilted irreversibly towards Yan Caiyue.

This was the result that Pei Ye had settled on when he withdrew his gaze. When the strange tricks stopped, his true strength would take over everything again.

Yan Caiyue pursed his lips and pressed Zhang Jingbi bit by bit without mercy. As everyone watched, the young man was completely aroused.

Zhang Jingbi gritted his teeth and stared at him, but he could no longer change anything. The moment his strength returned, Yan Caiyue's long sword once again lit up as bright as day.

This is the sword that ends this battle.

It was even still pointing straight towards the sword in Zhang Jingbi's hand.

He just wants to defeat the person in front of him with the most ruthless humiliation!

Of course, Zhang Jingbi was unable to resist. He stared at the person in front of him like a trapped animal, and the bright daylight had flooded his eyes.

It was at this moment.

The moment before [Guanri] drew his sword, a sword light cut into the gap with an eerie sharpness and precision.

Everything seemed to fall into silence, and only the picture told everyone how deadly this was.

An arm with a sword flew up, and blood splashed in the air.

Even the seniors of Zhufeng didn't fully react. Several figures flew down, but at the previous moment, the sword had cut into Yan Caiyue's lower abdomen.

The infuriating energy stirred and exploded.

The young man fell to his knees in pain. In the next moment, Zhang Jingbi was pushed away by the wind of his palm. The elder, whose identity was unclear for a moment, had already pressed down on Yan Caiyue's lower abdomen.

When Pei Ye suddenly pressed his sword and stood up, he heard the voice of hidden anger coming from below: "Where are the people in the medical hall?! The vein tree is broken!"