Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 716 Heartfelt Wishes (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader [Stinky Feet A-Qi])
Like vicious dogs pouncing on their prey, the swarms of scales left the ridge in large numbers and surged toward the shattered cliff, instantly resembling a black torrent.

The waters suddenly became turbulent.

Without any concealment, the man carrying a sword and spear walked up from the bottom of the mountain, soared straight into the sky, and charged directly at the ruler of this water area, seemingly regarding the surrounding myriad scales as nothing.

In an instant, whether it was Yong Ji's command or a spontaneous action, all the scaled demons left the ridge and the thin water curtain, and gathered around the place where the two had fallen.

Pei Ye's eyes were fixed only on Yong Ji, who was right in front of him.

He pressed him firmly against the broken rocks, roaring as he tried to split the gun horizontally out.

Yong Ji also gritted his teeth and stared at him, raising his hand to tightly grip the long pole in front of his chest. In the struggle between the two, Yong Ji suddenly snapped his wrist, and the pole broke in response.

Both of them tilted slightly at the same time.

Yong Ji shouted in a low voice: "Hou!"

As the word was uttered, the surging blood roared like a vast ocean within his body, and the bursting true energy suddenly turned into a deep, majestic crimson. Pei Ye's restraint was abruptly broken, and the surrounding water trembled as a result.

Yong Ji raised his left arm and delivered a violent and swift punch to Pei Ye's side of the head. The water in front of his fist exploded and overflowed, first filling the boy's ears.

Pei Ye swung his sword horizontally and then around it. His body nimbly floated outward from the force of Pei Ye's fist, just two feet away, and then floated back.

The first thing to move is the willow catkins.

Then, grip the sword and flick your wrist.

It sliced ​​into the outer arm where Yongji had swung, and then [Qingming] suddenly erupted!
Blood and flesh were torn apart, and scalding, bright red blood gushed into the water, instantly dissipating into a mist of blood that obscured the view.

The next moment, the blade struck the arm bone, producing a metallic clang. Yu Hu was the first to be thrown back, failing to dislocate the arm.

But amidst the tremors caused by the [Clear Cry], Pei Ye immediately released his grip, and the sword spun around behind Yong Ji like a boomerang. Then, Pei Ye hooked his fingers together, as if drawn by a thread, and the sword light suddenly sliced ​​towards the other side of Yong Ji's neck.

Yong Ji's reaction was among the best of everyone Pei Ye had ever seen; a section of the black gun barrel was already poised against his neck with a "ding".

However, there are almost no swords that can escape from the sleeve tiger. The sword blade rotates by using the spear as an axis, and the hilt is back in Pei Ye's hand. The young man slashes his lower arm and shouts, and a deep gash is opened in Yong Ji's left chest.

Then came three lightning-fast sword strikes that pierced the tendons in Yongji's left shoulder.

But when he encountered the same scene again when he touched the bone, the tendons and veins were as tough as steel, and Pei Ye's sword only pierced out a large amount of hot blood once more.

Yong Ji did not retreat at all. He grabbed Pei Ye's shoulder with his left hand and simply abandoned his spear with his right hand, roaring as he threw a punch. Pei Ye blocked with his sword across his arm. The clanging of metal and the sound of bones cracking mingled together. Pei Ye's whole body shuddered, and a mouthful of bloody sweetness rushed into his mouth.

The next moment, a long and enormous shadow roared in and crashed straight into Pei Ye's raised sword, sending him flying dozens of feet into the air.

Hundreds of scaly shadows roared and swarmed around, the black tide completely engulfing the figure. In an instant, countless sharp teeth tore at the boy's body, and a patch of crimson water appeared.

Yong Ji stood up, spear in hand, expressionless, his eyes now a deep, dark crimson.

Without pausing for a moment, he gripped the gun barrel tightly, bent his knees, and charged in like a black dragon, tearing apart and knocking away the scaled demons along the way.

Even in Yu Sicheng's hands, there had never been such a violent and powerful gun. It tore a hole in the water and went straight toward the boy who had emerged from the swarm of scaled demons.

His body staggered amidst the impacts and bites, his robes instantly stained with countless drops of blood, which gushed out, but his eyes remained as cold as ever.

Countless bites seemed unable to dismember him. The surrounding water was filled with blood mist, but there were no particularly gruesome wounds on his body. It was as if countless clear springs of water were flowing towards him.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Yongji's spear came straight at him, but the boy, staggering, was still able to draw his sword. With a flick of his wrist, he stumbled three steps and struck Yongji's spear shaft with a heavy blow.

【White Dew】

The spearhead grazed the boy's left cheek, cutting a gash from which blood spurted out, and the remaining hair fell cleanly away.

From the front, this spear was invincible and unstoppable, but from the side, it was deflected by the sword by more than a foot.

The distance between the two suddenly closed.

Fei Yu Xian's third move, "Extreme Attack," almost cost him his life. After that, the swordsman lost his strength and energy, and the two were already very close.

But the next moment, Pei Ye no longer needed the sword. He would hand it over to someone else and let his posture become unstable in the air, waiting for this moment.

Yong Ji's left fist was taut like a bowstring, and Pei Ye raised his hand and directly blocked the punch.

In terms of physical strength, he immediately fell into a disadvantageous position, but the surging, enormous, and seemingly inexhaustible true energy exploded out like a hurricane.

Pei Ye grasped all the true energy that should have been consumed by Binglu. Then he twisted his hand and grabbed Yongji's wrist, letting the explosive force rush towards his chest and abdomen. Their eyes met, and Pei Ye stared intently at the black-clad man in front of him. There were two methods he had prepared exclusively for this person, which he had kept hidden in his heart for far too long.

"fire--"

He read it out in a low voice, but then suddenly stopped. The last three syllables seemed stuck in his throat; he could say them, but they were completely ineffective.

Pei Ye's pupils contracted. It turned out that the spiritual realm was completely isolated from the heavens and earth, and the Immortal Platform and the Heavenly Authority had been completely severed.

But the fiery black robe still enveloped his body, and Xi Tingxin was still inside him. The blazing and scorching flames suddenly erupted, either evaporating the water or blasting it apart. The vertically overflowing stream of fire was several feet long, like eight wings.

The coldest and most tranquil water was suddenly engulfed by the most violent fire. Nearly a hundred scaled demons were swept away in an instant, their sharp roars echoing throughout the water, and countless lives were lost in an instant.

But the fire raged for only a moment.

Yong Ji replied indifferently: "Zi Xing Shou · Bai Shui Huan Jun Zun Di."

The clear, cool water seemed to come alive as it climbed up his body and clothes, and his eyes changed from red to a light glass color. He pushed his hand, and the massive waves suddenly surged back.

This is the spiritual realm of mirage waters.

The water around Pei Ye was squeezed towards him, and the fire was suddenly pushed back to within two zhang.

But Yong Ji showed no joy. He stared coldly at the boy in front of him, while the water, which was nearly a hundred feet around him, churned and surged toward him.

The power of the Water Lord was fully revealed in the spiritual realm; endless, heavy water engulfed and extinguished the flames.

Pei Ye desperately fueled the flames to resist the almost all-pervasive water flow. Within a radius of three zhang around him, fire and water clashed fiercely, and the bursts of steam flooded the vast area.

Once inside the realm of immortal authority, the Water Lord's power instantly submerged Pei Ye completely, and the Fire Robe was like a flickering candle flame in the water.

Yong Ji's attack left almost no gaps. He controlled the water with one hand, and his spear suddenly broke through the water curtain, slamming heavily into Pei Ye's sword again... But the next moment, he felt a chill run down his spine from his neck to the back of his head.

The blue-eyed youth held the longsword upside down, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth, but he was already staring intently at him.

[A Clear Judgment—]

In the next moment, it was as if the entire world was watching Pei Ye.

Mountains, water, grass and trees... everything seemed to have eyes, turning its head to stare at his figure.

A chill rose from the deepest part of my bones.

Tianlou.

Pei Ye had faced this level of power before.

In an instant, the entire body of water seemed to stand still.

The effects of the Luoshen Wood Peach seemed to have disappeared, and the surroundings returned to darkness and chaos, with no clear direction. Pei Ye lost all sensation... It wasn't his fault; the scales on his wrist were still there. It was as if the world had fallen under someone else's control.

A tall monk in plain clothes, holding a gun, was seen falling straight down from the sky, his form just beginning to emerge.

At this moment, Pei Ye didn't think about anything. He just pursed his lips tightly and turned the direction of this Heart Sword technique.

But the next moment he was slightly taken aback.

Blind and unable to see, surrounded by darkness and chaos, the only thing he could see was the slender, quiet ribbon on his wrist.

Pei Ye didn't know if it was an illusion, but it was rapidly shrinking towards his wrist.

Three feet, two feet, one foot... and then it disappeared completely.

A slender, icy hand grasped his wrist.

The hand pulled him back sharply, and a long, thin stream of water enveloped them both, while a soft body pressed against his chest.

Amidst the rushing, shattering water, they plunged together into a dark place, tumbling several times before Pei Ye suddenly regained his sharp hearing and sight.

But before he could see anything, he first smelled a familiar fragrance, and then saw a pale, beautiful face with a smile.

Pei Ye had probably never seen her so disheveled yet so clean, her eyes gazing at him like spring water.

(End of this chapter)