Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 696: Deer as Horse

Pei Ye didn't know.

At this time, Zhu Gaoyang put him down and he put away his sword silently.

After careful consideration, he believed that the strength of some cultivators had little to do with their realm... and was not even closely related to their ranking in the Crane and Fu Book.

The strength of most cultivators can be defined by their realm. The realm of cultivation represents the level of their strength, because "realm" is a big rule. The upper second realm, black robe, and body... each level represents a qualitative change. Cultivators are ants climbing up in this giant building. When they meet, they touch their antennae. What determines your strength is not your name, but which level you have climbed to.

But some people may be beyond the Three Realms and not within the Five Elements.

When talking about Ming Qitian, people say "Young Sword Master" or "Glass Sword Master", but rarely say she is a vassal, or even "third on the Crane Ranking" - when they first met, Zhu Gaoyang disdainfully said it was "simple and crude". Zhu Gaoyang of the same generation, and Yan and Yang of a later generation, all established their status with their own names, and because their uniqueness as "people" was too transcendent, it was difficult to define their strength in the realm they were in.

So even though he had fought with Yu Sicheng and killed Zhang Mengqiu in the Daming Palace, it was not shameful to be lifted up by Zhu Gaoyang with one arm in this place, and it was actually very normal.

Then he nodded, and thought further that he was actually one of them - whoever said Pei Ye was just an eighth-rate student, although what he said was right, his brain must not be very good.

Thinking of this, Pei Ye completed his self-comfort for this disastrous defeat. Of course, what was more important was that there were willow trees and a waning moon here, and no one could see him.

...Except for the four Green Wind Envoys.

"Where? They can't be around here already." Pei Ye tilted his head.

"That's unlikely." Zhu Gaoyang said, "They move in the mirage, and sometimes they are faster than us, but it's limited. The most important thing is that when they received the news that we burned Kuiwu, the two of us had already left Huihewu."

"Then why don't we keep running? If we stop we'll be caught up."

"If you don't stop, you will be caught up." Zhu Gaoyang smiled, "I have dealt with them for a long time. These people are cold and cunning. Especially for decades, they have been going back and forth between the Eight Rivers. They are familiar with this place like their backyard. I don't know how many rivers and waterways they know. Maybe if you are not careful, they will block you in front of you."

"Besides, we are not just trying to save our lives. There are only a few large docks nearby. If we continue to do things like killing people and burning ships, there are only a few places to go. It's a guess."

Pei Ye was confused: "So what should we do now?"

"On the surface, we will still go for the surprise attack on Shuiwu, and the next one will be... Da Diaowu, seventy miles to the south. But in secret places, we will make some additional arrangements." Zhu Gaoyang smiled at him.

This expression was quite unfathomable. Pei Ye blinked and asked curiously, "What arrangement?"

To be honest, he often ruined other people's brilliant plans and had quite a bit of experience in this area, but he himself always acted with wit and agility and had never laid any traps. He was looking forward to the brilliant ideas of this senior crane inspector.

Zhu Gaoyang looked down on his comprehension: "Hey, I told you to take a good bath, don't you remember anything?"

"What."

Zhu Gaoyang smiled complacently, tilted his head and whispered, "Don't button it, come on, take off your clothes."

“……” Pei Ye had no expression on his face.

He did remember.

"According to my judgment, this is the simplest and most effective method." Zhu Gaoyang looked at him and said.

"Zhu Gaoyang," Pei Ye said in a wooden voice, "I suspect that without me, you actually don't have any strategies at all."

"This is a case of Bole meeting a thousand-mile horse."

Pei Ye sighed lightly, without any other opinions. He took off the clothes he had just put on and handed them to him, then took the clothes he had just put on from the tree and put them on.

He sat back and looked at Zhu Gaoyang from head to toe.

The man was puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking for your little bag."

"…I'm not even wearing socks, so I can't hide anything in them."

Pei Ye was silent for a moment and lowered his head to look at his stomach.

Zhu Gaoyang tapped him on the back of the head with his finger.

……

Before nightfall, Diaowu had learned that large ships had been burned in the three northeastern docks. The news said that the fire had been burning in the river all day and the surface of the river was boiling.

Although many rumors in the martial arts world are exaggerated, they would not be too false within a day or two. At least the stories about Zhu Gaoyang and Pei Ye are definitely true, and the burning of bait and boats are also definitely true.

Unlike the previous few Wus that were caught off guard, some people under Diao Wu were in a panic. The name Zhu Gaoyang goes without saying, and the legendary Pei Ye was a ruthless man who put a sword on the fourth prince's neck before the saint. Everyone enjoys talking about this kind of thing, but when it happens to themselves, it is inevitable that people swallow their saliva.

Everyone is familiar with Zhu Gaoyang's character, but "Pei Ye" still makes people uneasy.

However, there is actually another piece of news circulating, saying that last night on the Yanwu boat in Laoshui, all six Qingfeng masters of Mirage City showed up. In full view of everyone, two of them were cut in the throat and beheaded by Pei Ye and Zhu Gaoyang respectively, and their heads are still hanging on the mast of Yanwu.

No one dared to verify this news openly, but it was most likely true, because the unprecedented Qingfeng Order of Mirage City had been passed down to all directions, requiring anyone who saw the two to report to the dock master, and the nearby large docks to ambush and kill them together, as if the eight rivers were surrounding the two.

Everyone knows who Zhu Gaoyang is, and they also know that Pei Ye must be no simple person either, but the county magistrate is not as good as the current manager. Anyone who dared to disobey the orders of Mirage City over the past few decades has turned to dust.

The news spread widely. It was the first time that even the subordinate gang members could sense the existence of Mirage City so clearly. So everyone thought that Zhu and Pei would probably disappear into thin air. Burning three docks in one day was enough to shock the Eight Rivers. Since they had already alarmed the Wind Envoy of Mirage City, there was no reason for them not to hide for a while.

But the Diaowu gang members found out that they were wrong.

When the sky was about to brighten, with the first rays of morning light and breeze, two heron-like figures flew over the water. They were really like shadows, and the water mist was hardly disturbed. Their speed was extremely fast. Before the first person who discovered them could finish his scream, one of them had already climbed onto the mast.

"Zhu Gaoyang from Dongting, pays a visit to the heroes of Diaowu." The man has a tall and unrestrained figure, holding the "Jia"-shaped sword of the East China Sea in his hand. He stands at the highest point and looks down, seemingly unconcerned about any ambush hidden here.

"Master Zhao, let's go out and fight with everyone else who wants to draw their swords," the man said lazily, "so that you can report to Mirage City and it will be convenient for me to do things."

After saying this, he turned the sword in his hand casually.

Diaowu was quiet and no one spoke for a long time.

Zhu Gaoyang on the top of the mast just stood there casually. Three breaths, five breaths, ten breaths... the whole place fell into an eerie silence.

"..."

"..."

Pei Ye stood on the top of the mast with a stern face, feeling a little lonely in the wind blowing on her face.

He didn't memorize a line.

He practiced these three sentences and several styles for more than twenty times on the shore after he had disguised himself, until he was confident that he was the best in the Dragon King Dongting Sword Lineage and could easily pick up younger swordsmen like Yan Feiqing and Yang Zhenbing at any time.

But he never expected that the owner of Diaowu would dare to ignore him.

Where is the face of Dragon King Dongting?

He moved his body and began to speak: "You... the owner of the dock is not here?"

Still no one spoke.

Fortunately, Pei Ye from below spoke up, raised his head and clasped his fists, saying: "Brother Zhu, I don't think we need to waste our time talking to them, just burn them all!"

Pei Ye stared down at him in shock. But the next moment everything was explained.

Just as Zhu Gaoyang - the real one - had predicted, this trip would definitely involve encountering four wind messengers.

But they neither blocked their way nor chose to leave them behind after they burned the big ship.

A sharp, cold sword light pierced out from the still gray sky, and in an instant it seemed as if all sounds disappeared, and it went straight to Pei Ye's throat.

Pay homage to the palace! Pay homage to the palace!
This is not the real "Mirage Thorn", but a similar technique. Pei Ye was stared at by those dark yellow pupils, and his whole body almost froze into a piece of ice.

But it didn't matter, he had already opened his mouth and his hand was already at the sword. Now he only needed to do the simplest action - hold the hilt.

He grasped it, and in an instant, the sword energy as thin as silk and cloud surged out from the sheath, like an angry dragon coming out of a cave. At this moment, Pei Ye also saw a second pair of yellow eyes staring at him, and a large spear whistling like a mountain. It was the second Yeque, and both of them were within six feet of him.

But it didn't matter. These two attacks that could have taken his life ten times were all forced back by the powerful sword energy at the same time, like fallen leaves swept away by the wind.

Zhu Gaoyang was proud and confident when talking about this plan, and was obviously inspired by his successful experience in Xincang Mountain: "I think they are three Yeque, one Tuanshen, and there should be one Hebang among them. If they attack us, they will definitely let Tuanshen hold back Pei Ye, and let the three Yeque surround and kill Zhu Gaoyang."

"So I'll give you three swords." Zhu Gaoyang attached three small sword symbols to his sword and handed it to Pei Ye. "Don't worry, I will kill that Tuanshen instantly before I use up these three swords."

"I remember now. Last time you told me it was a defensive charm, and then you honestly revealed it was a teleportation charm." Pei Ye said, "It's a series of lies."

Zhu Gaoyang pretended not to hear and continued seriously: "And, most importantly, you must be cool and confident when using these three swords, and don't let them see any flaws in your demeanor - you know, I have always been fearless in the face of danger."

Pei Ye looked at the enemy who was forced to retreat. The enemy had already appeared from the air, and the oppression made him almost breathless. He knew that he still had two swords, but it didn't matter at all, because there were not three people in front of him, but two people.

There are four wind masters from Weishui, Fengshui, Yushui and Heshui. Zhu Gaoyang said that the first three are all among the Yeque, and the Weishui master who wields a spear is the strongest. He Changge has had many contacts with the Fengshui master, and he is an old Yeque who wields a sword.

These two people are probably in front of me at this moment.

It is not known whether they really valued the name "Pei Ye" or had already sensed the conspiracy, but they assigned both envoys, Fu and Hao, to the latter, choosing this safest method.

Obviously, if there is not a huge difference in strength, the inverted design of the two people will lose its meaning.

For Pei Ye, who was under Zhu Gaoyang's skin, it made no difference whether there were three or two Yeque in front of him, because he could only deal with a handful of moves anyway; but for Zhu Gaoyang, who was under Pei Ye's skin, this news was very bad.

It's not that he can't defeat a Xuan San and a Xuan Er team - even if he has been injured and consumed countless times in the past few months. The problem is that he has lost the possibility of killing the opponent instantly.

Even if he ended the battle with ten moves, Pei Ye on the other side would not be able to last more than ten moves.

Pei Ye's mind raced in an instant. He turned his head and looked down, only to see "Pei Ye" running away under the boat. He raised his hand and thousands of fireworks flew behind him, shouting, "Brother Zhu, save me quickly!"

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other for a moment.

The heart-and-lung-stopping pressure from both sides came again. Pei Ye seemed to be summoned for help. He drew his sword and pointed it, with a cold look, showing extreme aggression and murderous intent towards the sword-wielding Fengshui envoy.

This sword no longer circled around his body, but completely ignored the Weishui Envoy and poured out towards the Fengshui Envoy.

It was an attitude of determination to die if not retreating.

Envoy Fengshui tried to avoid the attack carefully at first, but the next moment he keenly sensed the movements of "Zhu Gaoyang" in front of him - on the surface, the man was still coming towards him with cold eyes and a fierce sword, but his body had already tilted towards the battlefield on the other side.

Such a turn was not unexpected, but it seemed too rough and slow in Yeque's eyes.

This little suspicion made Fengshui stop retreating. He stepped forward and chose to touch the sword. In an instant, he saw through the hard-covered skin of "Zhu Gaoyang".

In terms of power, it is genuine, but this is not a simple burst of mysterious energy from the hands of a true swordsman. It can be used for self-protection, but for attack, it can't even touch the surface of the real Xuanmen.

And Pei Ye had already swept downwards.

He rushed directly to the one who was chasing "Pei Ye", holding the last powerful sword in his hand. No one had to doubt the power of that sword. He shouted: "Die!"

At the same time, the fleeing "Pei Ye" turned around and drew his sword to assist.

The Fengshui Envoy was startled and turned back to face the "Zhu Gaoyang" who was standing above him. At this moment, he really felt that death was approaching, but the next moment, the situation was clear. The Fengshui Envoy had seen through the two people's tricks and shouted in a deep voice: "These two have exchanged appearances!"

The identity of the Heshui Envoy had been forgotten by the martial arts world, but he was indeed a warrior who emerged from the martial arts world. He was the best at adaptability in hand-to-hand combat. At this moment, he completely understood the thinking of the two opponents - he knew their initial design, the obstacles in the design, and the changes in tactics at this time.

The one rushing down with such mighty power above is actually a cover, the one standing quietly below is the real Zhu Gaoyang.

The envoy of Heshui did not show much expression, as he had dealt with battles more complicated than this one countless times in his life. Behind the "cover", two Yeque were leaning over to chase after him, while the envoy of Yushui beside him had already covered himself and was attacking the "Pei Ye" in front of him.

He made the most correct decision in an instant, floating backwards to meet "Zhu Gaoyang" who was flying down.

He knew that he was the weakest link, but also a very important link - four against two was a domination, while three against two was just an advantage.

So he left the back to his companions and went straight to meet this "Zhu Gaoyang". Pei Ye, Pulse Realm, Sword Wizard, he would have a gap of one-on-one sword with him for a moment, but then the three wind envoys would execute him.

The Haoshui envoy did not underestimate the enemy. He chose the most desperate response in the pulse realm, and the vast true mystery built a solid wall for all the vital points.

Just between this sword.

The two men passed each other, and Pei Ye's sword touched his sword.

The water caused his pupils to shrink suddenly... within three feet, he was facing the real [Sword Hidden in the Snow Box].

"I told you to die, why do you still come here obediently?" Pei Ye smiled softly in his ear.

At this moment, the Haoshui envoy noticed that he was not controlling his sword. The sword seemed to be controlled by another force in the void... just like being pulled by a silk thread.

By the time he realized this, his head and body had already separated.

A whistling, straight, bright beam of light bloomed in Pei Ye's hand. He had never controlled such an astonishingly powerful force - "Quenching Dragon Sutra" [Shooting Dragon Light]!
Pei Ye turned around and leaned forward, stretching out his hand. Zhu Gaoyang, who was rushing over from below, holding the [Jade Tiger] in one hand, grasped the young man's hand and pulled him behind him to protect him.

The long sword was horizontal, like a thousand-foot iron chain across the river surface in constant wind and rain. With a spear and a sword, the two Yeque slashed down with mighty power, but all were cut off in front of the sword.

The violent true energy that spread in all directions blew Pei Ye's hair and made it rustle. Zhu Gaoyang laughed loudly and said, "Let's go!"

He pulled Pei Ye, and his body soared into the sky like a crane, and he escaped from the attack of the three visitors.

He did not use "Floating Dust Freedom", perhaps because it was too exhausting, or he was already too exhausted.

Pei Ye climbed onto his shoulders and neck and shouted, "Why did you make me look like a fool?"

Zhu Gaoyang laughed: "Why do you say that about yourself?"

"It's obvious that you don't understand my role at all." Pei Ye said, "I'm not like this when I'm in the limelight."

"Don't worry, I've figured it out. There's a line I haven't said yet."

"You said."

Zhu Gaoyang smiled. His figure was already a hundred feet away. The three Yeque's murderous intent had not yet lost its lock, but his clear voice still spread throughout Diaowu: "And, spread it throughout the eight hundred miles of Jianghu: The so-called forty-year mirage city and the eight water wind envoys, Pei will behead them one by one today!"

Pei Ye was satisfied and impressed by the rhythm of the words. He whispered in Zhu's ear, "Brother Zhu, you have to teach me how to speak so fluently in the future."

(End of this chapter)