Chapter 294: Nandai

Seeing Pei Ye pulled the reins and stopped the horse, looking straight ahead with lowered eyes.

The vast and lonely wilderness, the crescent moon sprinkled a layer of pale white frost.

The white-robed man walked over slowly, his face as silent as this wilderness, his footsteps as firm as the mountain behind him.

Seeing Pei Ye had seen this set of clothes, and the black silk tied to those eyes, seen the long cloth-wrapped object carried behind his back, seen this face with a flat and indifferent expression.

—Yi Nandai.

The man's eyes were covered by cloth, but when he looked at something, he always brought a kind of cold piercing.

Before the mountain and under the moon, he looked at the boy in front of him quietly and untied the cloth wrap behind his back. He shook it gently in his hand, and the white cloth slipped loosely, revealing a sharp and hard shape.

About seven feet long, the gun body was dark, and the tip and blade condensed a line of white cold moonlight.

It was also as cold and silent as his person.

Seeing Pei Ye only paused for a moment, then shook the reins again, and the black horse galloped into a swift shadow again. The boy on the horse leaned over, pursed his lips and pressed his sword, and squeezed a word from his throat: "Get lost!"

The two collided within seven feet in the blink of an eye.

Yi Nandai did not move. When the horse approached, he raised his head slightly, pressed the gun and bent his arm with a calm face.

The sound of the wind suddenly cracked.

It was truly "fire born in silence." This cold and silent man didn't know how to release such power in his hands. The gun tip broke through the frost moon and autumn wind. Everything around was cold and lonely. It was an angry dragon rising in the winter river!

In Ji Yun's generous words, the man was a hidden dragon crouching with closed eyes in a deep pool. Now facing him directly, he knew that these words were not false.

People and horses were nothing more than a piece of paper in front of this gun.

Seeing Pei Ye's expression did not fluctuate at all.

He galloped straight, staring dead at the person blocking the road in front of him, until this heart-shaking gun swept over, and a sword light like autumn water shone brilliantly between the hilt and the scabbard.

Seeing Pei Ye pushed with his thumb and held the hilt to draw the sword, but what he drew was not sword light, but a white world.

Snow drifted in late autumn, the crescent moon in the sky became white and sharp, and the cold night all around seemed to be superimposed, the color becoming deeper and deeper, gradually invisible, and at the same time, it seemed to be washed and clearer and clearer.

The entire night was as deep as black glass.

The ground became a snow realm, the lake became an ice mirror, under the silver tree, jade, blood, and wounded feathers.

Yi Nandai's gun momentum suddenly suppressed.

The storm was trapped in a cage, and the fire sank into the ice lake.

【Cloud Sky Obscuring Eyes Losing Feathers】 was never a sword technique used for gaming. Yue Muzhou would rather infinitely raise the difficulty of learning this sword, but also pursue this most extreme cold and deep suppression, and must put the enemy in a state of being slaughtered without feeling or consciousness.

Such an almost extreme sword intent created a sword that must be divided into life and death.

In the Bowang martial arts arena, Seeing Pei Ye repeatedly used it to contain the Soul-Taking Old Man, only because the boy's body True Qi was too weak at that time. Even if the enemy lost perception in the fight, his strength and speed were not enough to support him to seize this opportunity to harvest, and in the end, it could only be supplemented by Liuli.

But it was different this time.

Fifth Life, just enough to reach the threshold of being able to behead a Seventh Life who had lost consciousness in time.

So no matter how many trump cards you have, no matter how many times you can defeat me in every aspect, this sword will grab everything before everything and end your powerful life.

Seeing Pei Ye swept off the horse, the bright sword blade swept across the gun body, and instantly hovered over the man's stiff body.

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

A touch of burning red.

It penetrated from the wounded body of the falling goose in the snow realm. The snow was melted, the ice was resolved, and the jade-like night color was burned out of a hole.

That was fire.

Since Ming Qitian mentioned "this sword is useless against Yan Feiqing," this was the first time Seeing Pei Ye encountered someone who broke 【Losing Feathers】!

Gun intent condensed fire, the man's firm and condensed state of mind was no less than the boy who broke the desperate situation in the cellar at that time, or perhaps he had learned a lesson from this desperate situation countless times. In short, the surging flames were unstoppable. When Seeing Pei Ye brought the sword to the man's neck, what he faced was the masked face that was raised indifferently.

In the shrinking of his heart, Seeing Pei Ye's sword momentum suddenly changed, 【Stepping on Water Picking Scales】 had already turned into a sword of falling life in the snow night.

But at this time, the opportunity to cut the throat had passed, because in the gap between the two swords, Yi Nandai changed the gun from stabbing to horizontal, and a mountain and sea momentum had smashed toward the boy in the air. Seeing Pei Ye could only use this second sword to escape and protect himself.

Even self-protection might not be successful—if Yi Nandai broke this sword intent again like just now.

But in Seeing Pei Ye's hands, the second style of the snow night did not turn into 【Eating Leaves】, and the figure in the air did not borrow force to leave.

He pressed this gun head-on with a sword!

The withering that has no solution in the world descended at the intersection of the gun and the sword.

Mountain wood is not constant, the sea has withered; the jade in the box is old, the face in the mirror is withered.

The final style of Jade Jade's "Feng Yao", 【Old Jade】.

It seemed as if time passed on it, the mountain and sea gun momentum withered and disappeared, but this gun was too fierce, pressing the long sword against the boy's chest and ribs, and a mouthful of dark blood still surged into his throat.

However, the success of the move could not change the error of the decision, because 【Old Jade】 brings withering to the enemy by the death of one's own sword momentum. At this time, the gun and sword fell together, and the sword intent brought by one style only had one chance to strike.

The boy could choose not to retreat, then when this style ended, he could only face Yi Nandai who woke up from "Soul Shock" with a body that was powerless.

And the distance between the two was terrifyingly close.

But there was no confusion between Seeing Pei Ye's brows, and Yi Nandai really did not break this sword intent again.

【Snow Night Falling Life Soul Shock】 played its role completely. The man's flat and cold face turned pale instantly, and this sword intent pierced him deeply.

The icy sky fell, everything was lost in the eyes, where to go, who should return to?

The coming road and the future were both misty with snow. Except for falling into the abyss uncontrollably, he didn't know what to do, and couldn't do anything.

The man had the fire that could burn through the deepest desperate situation, but he was blocked by the question "what are you going to do."

When he woke up from this sword, there was no change in his expression, but some paleness remained on his face.

The two faced each other again, and Seeing Pei Ye was obviously very clear about what he was going to do at this time.

There was no need for a second gap to make a move, because this distance was the killing move he sought.

Without a word, the mysterious energy of the Chi Fire Source, Bing Lu, and Chi Body, the three places, was consumed in an instant. From the gun tip close to the body, the blazing fire flow suddenly swept everything.

It was no longer the richness suppressed to the extreme. Under the support of the three mysterious energies, the boy opened a huge fire curtain in his palm!

The fire flow poured down violently, swallowing the white-robed long spear in an instant.

The man's True Qi suddenly expanded two feet around his body.

Seventh Life True Qi left the body. Yi Nandai condensed this cover, retracted the gun, and temporarily gave up the pursuit of the boy.

The flames and True Qi fiercely consumed and confronted each other.

And behind the fire curtain, Seeing Pei Ye had no expression, as if he knew what happened there.

He slowly closed his five fingers.

Suddenly, the light and heat disappeared. It seemed that a process was cut off. All the violence suddenly turned into ghostly silence. The fire curtain disappeared, and eighty gorgeous and quiet blue flames floated silently around the man, like jellyfish growing in the air.

The next moment, they pierced through Yi Nandai's True Qi cover!

The man's body stiffened, he retreated and twisted his wrist, and the long spear in his hand turned half a circle—Seeing Pei Ye's five fingers opened suddenly.

The blazing violent fire bloomed suddenly in such a narrow space.

The frost moon and autumn wind were melted in an instant, and a lotus flower of fire bloomed on the wilderness.

And in the waterfall-like flames, the boy had already pressed his sword and swept up.

The flames were not enough to bring the Seventh Life cultivator a heavy injury that would cause exhaustion. The real killing move was in this sword after 【Old Jade】. The sword momentum died, and there was a new birth. The cleverness of 【Breaking Soil】 seven closes and three releases was exactly to be able to connect after the 【Old Jade】 move.

Wiping out the gap of drawing the sword, the boy used one fire and one sword to create two killing moves out of thin air!

Bathing in fire and breaking the curtain, Seeing Pei Ye entered with his sword, straight to the core of the high temperature of the flames.

In his field of vision, the white robe had already burned into residual fire.

The flames contained True Qi, the 【Old Jade】 on the gun had not faded, and Yi Nandai was in a state of being severely restricted.

And this sword of Seeing Pei Ye was hidden in the "Chi Fire," the so-called "non-visual non-feeling" fire. Before this sword arrived, Yi Nandai had no reason to perceive it.

The fire flow swept backward along the hair. Seeing Pei Ye entered with his sword and faced this face again, but what greeted them was a bright gun tip.

A gun tip like a fire master.

Those True Qi that had been pierced by the Chi Fire did not rush to defend again, but rolled into an exquisite and complex vortex outside the fire curtain. Thus, the flames were constrained and guided into the water flow within.

Seeing Pei Ye suddenly felt the movement of the Chi Fire. The huge fire lotus that expanded several feet did not pounce on Yi Nandai, but took the long spear as the lotus heart. The long spear stabbed forward like a dragon, and the subsequent fire wind and light waves were like a cloak.

They constantly sank into the gun. The more the long spear probed, the less the fire waves remained, like a black dragon in the fire waves, and the fire curtain broke in the blink of an eye.

True Qi Technique · Fire Washing Gun Heart.

Afterward, Yi Nandai pressed the gun tip down one step in advance, the gun tail in front of his chest picked up, so when the boy's sword light behind the fire curtain appeared abruptly toward his neck, it had already hit the gun tail one step in advance.

Seeing Pei Ye's wrist shook violently, and the mountain feather was lost. The boy changed his body and changed his arms in a sudden change, held the sword hilt with his left hand, and had already swung a 【Broken Leaf Returning Wave】 with all his strength.

It indeed met the whistling gun wind. This time Seeing Pei Ye gripped the sword hilt tightly, and dark blood burst out under the skin of his left arm. He forcibly borrowed this strength in the air, and after two turns, he landed staggeringly four feet away.

The fresh blood in his throat could not be suppressed and flowed onto the ground. Seeing Pei Ye immediately held the sword horizontally again and stared dead at the man in front of him.

And Yi Nandai did not chase again.

He shook the long spear, and the last bit of fire on the gun tip extinguished. After being washed by the fire, the whole gun body became darker and brighter like jade.

The man stood in place, his white robe was less than three out of ten, the edges had become the color of gray charcoal, and many places revealed pulsating muscles and bones, or light or heavy burns spliced together.

He panted lightly, looked at the boy in front with the gun without saying a word, raised his hand, and tore off the silk ribbon with some fire residue on his eyes.

A pair of ghostly blue eye sockets with blood vessels like old roots.

Writhing and ferocious, eerie and gorgeous, the roots twisted like chaotic dragons, and the scale patterns were like jade. The man looked like he was born with a pair of dragon eyes.

And in these eye sockets, a pair of cold vertical pupils were shining like bright gold.

Seeing Pei Ye looked at this Dragon Descendant, stood up slowly, and the Bing Lu in his abdomen jumped heavily.

The irritable panic of unease in his heart rose another level. The boy squeezed the same words from his throat: "... Get lost."

He swept up with his sword.

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In the sacrificial realm.

The gray-white state of mind had shrouded the two again. In Li Piaoping's heart, a candle flame had turned completely black again.

Li Piaoping felt her heart and mind a bit dazed, but she was indeed in the main hall of the Cuiyu Sword Sect.

And she was indeed facing this face.

"Senior brother..." Li Piaoping said blankly. She always felt that she hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Junior sister, you have done a great job as the acting sect leader." This white robe still seemed to emit light. In the time of many years, as long as she saw him, no matter what she was worried about, the young girl would immediately feel at ease.

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

"..." Li Piaoping froze.

Yes, since senior brother has returned, I can finally unload the burden... Li Piaoping suddenly felt a long-lost relaxation, as if her body and mind were much brighter. She hadn't felt this carefree feeling of hiding behind several elders for a long time.

"Of course, senior brother!" She jumped up from the main seat immediately, "This was originally your position—where have you been, senior brother? I was exhausted these days."

However, Bai Yuliang did not answer. He went straight toward the main seat, his expression unclear from the side.

Sat down.

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

Li Piaoping also gave a smile in return.

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

It's really good... it's finally over... Li Piaoping looked at all this relaxed.

But before everything completely fell into darkness, a sudden inexplicable panic rose in the young girl's heart.

No, no...

"Hey, hey!" She suddenly called out.

The process of the hall falling into darkness stopped.

"Senior brother... you haven't asked me anything yet... Do you know how Cuiyu is now? Do you know what the situation of the Seven Serpents Cave is? Do you know how to deal with Tianshan—" Li Piaoping suddenly froze.

She looked at the figure on the hall who had almost fallen into darkness, and after a long time, said softly: "Senior brother... I am also a direct descendant of Cuiyu. I think... I seem to be able to do better as the Cuiyu sect leader than you."

The figure on the hall raised his head and looked at her.

Li Piaoping lowered her head. The Shicui sword was hanging at her waist.

"... I am also about to finish learning Yellow Jade now."

The candle light drowned by the inversion penetrated from the sticky black wrapping again, and a brand new candle flame burned brightly in the young girl's heart.

All gray-white faded away. Li Piaoping looked at the bright white light in her field of vision and found that she didn't know when she had fallen to the ground again.

This time the burning of the Candle Sword was not as strong as the last emotional impact, but this kind of smooth and natural feeling was even more dangerous to the young girl.

Li Piaoping breathed gently. She had already understood what this "Transmitting Heart Candle" was.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 295 =====