The Lord who use immortals as food

Chapter 45 The Third Kill



Zhang Siche stopped talking here.

No need to remind him this time, Pei Ye took the initiative to stand up, but Zhang Siche held him down with one hand and said with a smile: "It's me."

Pei Ye watched his tall figure leave the cave. There were only six people left in the cave. Just two more rounds before the decisive battle.

That is to say, if everyone adds up to play six more games, it will only take more than half an hour.

No one spoke, so Pei Ye leaned against the wall and called out to the black dragon in his belly.

"Are you there? How are you doing there?"

"Qiongqi went to your side."

"Um?"

"Did you forget that the seeds were on it? It should have gone back to complete the Zhushi Sect's rituals."

"Well, you're safe then."

"I'm coming too."

"Ah?" Pei Ye sat up straight, "Why are you actively seeking death?"

"Don't you want me to save you?"

"Ah..." Pei Ye was a little moved, "You don't have to risk your life to come here."

"We share the same destiny, and if the Zhushi Sect's plan comes true, I will not be immune."

"What are you going to do?"

"Act according to the opportunity, mainly..." Hei Chi hesitated, and for the first time, Pei Ye heard a sense of fear in its tone, "I ran too far before, and I may not be able to arrive in time."

"..."

"And I don't know the way either."

"Okay, then hurry up and hurry up. If you find me dead on the way, just turn around." Pei Ye said angrily.

When he stopped talking, Zhang Siche had returned victoriously and was walking into the grotto. He shook off the blood on his hands. To him, this battle was still a leisurely stroll.

"It's your turn this time." He smiled.

The voice of the man in black robe came at the same time: "The next group is [twenty-four], [twenty-eight]."

Pei Ye stood up and walked out of the grotto. The night was entering its darkest time.

This time his opponent was an old man, the father he had looked at when he first entered the grotto.

The same road was walked again, and this time the purple-robed man's body was finally removed.

Arriving at a familiar venue, the two entered the flame arena.

The old man's muscles were not well developed and he was injured in the first battle. He could reach this point either because of his superb martial arts skills or because he was too good at it.

Pei Ye cautiously opened his fists. If the two enemies before were giant bears and spiders, now he was facing an old wolf.

Under the excitement of the frenzy on the field, both of them observed their opponents with great patience, and neither of them made a hasty move.

In the end, it was Pei Ye who broke the deadlock first, crossing the field and punching the old man's sinister face.

The old man stretched his arm to remove all the strength, and poked Pei Ye's elbow socket with his finger.

The old man is not the kind of person who is used to relying on his true energy to fight. He has obviously spent a long and prosperous period before the Dantian seeds sprouted, and has a deep understanding of the martial arts between "landlubbers".

And this is also Pei Ye's strength.

Pei Ye was short in stature, slipped under the old man's side like a loach, and kicked the old man's shin with his back foot. The old man twisted his left foot, raised his right foot to avoid the kick, and then kicked Pei Ye's foot that was supporting the ground instead of landing.

In an instant, more than a dozen moves were made on the two people's legs in a dizzying manner.

Pei Ye is better because of his youth, quick reactions, and strength; while the old man is better because of his sophistication, one move, three traps, and one step to think three steps.

The two of them fought hundreds of moves with their fists, legs, palms, and fingers, and it was difficult to tell the difference between each other's victory and defeat.

Ever since his dantian was broken, Pei Ye hadn't had such a thrilling fist or kick for a long time. Although he was ready to fight, the pride in his heart made him reluctant to use it, and he had to defeat this person with his fists and kicks.

Sure enough, as the two of them fought more and more, the advantage began to tilt towards Pei Ye. It's not because of physical strength. With the support of the blue liquid, both sides have sufficient physical strength.

But the advantage of the old man lies in the careful thinking in hundreds of thousands of battles. He has many techniques and routines that Pei Ye has never heard of, seen, or even thought of. Pei Ye is always caught unawares and relies on many times. Reaction lessens the damage.

As the battle situation reached a stalemate, the old man's tricks were gradually exhausted, and Pei Ye's defenses became more in place. At this time, Pei Ye's advantage in reaction was highlighted, and the old man gradually began to be overwhelmed.

Finally, many small backwardness and small flaws were accumulated, and Pei Ye punched the old man in the heart with all his strength.

The thin body flew several feet and fell heavily to the ground.

At this point, the outcome has been decided.

The old man lay on the ground, stopped getting up to resist, gasped twice, and said his first words in a hoarse voice: "Good work."

Pei Ye smiled, he was quite satisfied to be able to fight like a ring here and did not want to harm or humiliate his opponent too much.

He walked over slowly, focused his fists, and aimed at the old man's throat.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!

The old man's fallen body looked like a bouncing poisonous snake, and the cold light on his hands was the pale fangs!

Pei Ye had been through the whole trick, and he was not unprepared for the old man's false surrender, but he was not expecting the extremely sharp piece of iron coming straight to his throat.

At the critical moment, Hei Chi, who had been paying attention to this place, opened the quail head directly for him.

Everything was quiet, Pei Ye turned his head to avoid it, and smashed the old man's throat with a punch.

The small piece of iron fell, and Pei Ye caught it silently and took it into his mouth.

Carrying a sharp weapon is certainly against the rules, and the old man's faith is obviously not pious enough. Did he hide this small iron piece to survive two more rounds? Or was it intended to do something to someone in the final scene?

Pei Ye had no way of knowing at this time. Through the curtain of fire, the man in black robe outside could not see the details inside, and Pei Ye would not report this "untrustworthy person" to him.

Now this thing that has tarnished the purity of the ritual has simply been passed from one "unbelieving person" to another "unbelieving person".

The tentacles popped out of his belly, and he feasted again, his level improved again, and his power soared again.

There are two rounds left. If you want to implement your plan, you can only launch it in the next round; if you want to wait for Zhu Gaoyang, you can only win the next round as usual.

Pei Ye decided to walk out of the venue. Suddenly, the sound of hunting wind sounded in the sky, and something huge was flapping its wings. Pei Ye raised his head and saw two small golden dots flashing past in the night sky.

Qiongqi is back.

Back at the grotto, there were only a handful of people left, and everyone was silent except Zhang Siche.

"I've been worried about you for so long."

"Almost." Pei Ye secretly fastened the iron piece to his lower back, "If you and I win one round each, it will be a decisive battle between the two of us."

"Yes." Zhang Siche sighed, and said the following words through voice transmission, "I thought about it, and I'd better give this magic weapon to you."

"?"

"Think about it, Zhu Gaoyang already recognized me, and he will take me away when the time comes. But he doesn't recognize you. How could I have time to tell him to take one more person with me at that critical moment?"

"But if you use this magic weapon, it means you have shown your identity. He will not miss you."

"What about you?"

"Don't worry about me, I've thought of a wonderful way."

"..."

Sad news: I have to go out for four or five days next week, so I have to save my manuscripts in these two days.

I will only update one chapter today and tomorrow, and resume two updates on Sunday.

You update 4,000 a day and still can’t save any manuscripts. The parrot bites its tongue. How can you write 10,000 a day?


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