The double knives in Zhou Jie's hand are obviously the pair that Chen Sanlu used before, and now that Chen Sanlu is dead, he naturally inherited the mantle of the master justifiably, but he inherited it at the same time, and he also has the responsibility to avenge the master.

Wang Zhi knew that if he wanted to deal with Chen Sanlu's affairs well, Zhou Jie's level was unavoidable, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhou Jie, I know you feel uncomfortable, but please want to ...... it."

"Shut up!" Zhou Jie yelled: "Don't tell Lao Tzu those truths, if you kill someone, you will pay for your life!" This is the truth of Lao Tzu! ”

He was about to rush forward, but he didn't want Gao Chenwuyi to grasp his shoulder and say, "Zhou Jie, you calm down for me!" ”

Zhou Jie shook his shoulders suddenly, and glared at Gao Chenwu Dao: "Get out of the way, I don't ask you to avenge the master, but you are not qualified to stop me!" ”

At this time, the doormen at the door moved into the distance, and everyone who was originally in the mourning hall also walked out one after another, and many people whispered and complained to Gao Chenwu for stopping Zhou Jie.

Gao Chenwu finally let go of his hand and said: "But you have to be clear, Sanlu was framed by someone, you duel with Wang Zhi so recklessly, aren't you ridiculed by the people who are playing conspiracy behind your back?" ”

Zhou Jie turned his head and stared straight at Wang Zhi: "What about framing?" If I die today, you can check the villain behind it for me, and if I survive, I will naturally arrest him! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person rushed up, that momentum, that courage not to take his life seriously, was just the same as Chen Sanlu.

Wang Zhi knew that this battle was inevitable, but what made him embarrassed was that it was okay to fight, but he couldn't use a killing move, in case he killed Zhou Jie, he probably should directly explain it here today, in this way, the soul suppression order must not be able to be shot, but the soul suppression order is not used, how should he fight with Zhou Jie?

He couldn't think about it too much, Zhou Jie's whole person had already pounced, and before the figure arrived, the blade had already come up, he could only roll over with the trend, and at the same time, purple bamboos had already drilled out of his side.

Zhou Jie adheres to Chen Sanlu's heritage, and his style of play is completely the kind of martial arts routine of moving forward bravely and exchanging life for life, which is to solve the opponent in the shortest time with the fastest speed and the sharpest blade.

Although Zhou Jie at this time already had the determination to see death as home, in terms of attack experience, he was still much worse than Chen Sanlu, and now he met Wang Zhi, a cultivator who had been trained by Xiao Xi.

Although Wang Zhi didn't have any powerful means of attack, he finally had some experience in dealing with martial arts cultivators like Zhou Jie in hand-to-hand combat.

At the beginning of the move, after avoiding Zhou Jie's edge, he easily grew more and more purple bamboos around him, and the bamboo arched over the floor, and gradually formed a small bamboo forest before and after him, easily blocking Zhou Jie's offensive line.

Just when Wang Zhi thought that he had blocked Zhou Jie's attack, Zhou Jie suddenly gritted his teeth, not only gave up the attack, but even took a step back, and his feet were firmly on the ground.

Just when Wang Zhi was puzzled, he suddenly slashed horizontally with his right hand, slashing sharply, four or five meters away from each other, and there was a bush of purple bamboo in the middle, but Wang Zhi's scalp was numb in an instant, and he felt a great pressure coming from the left.

He didn't have time to think about it, he didn't care about his face and bent down again and rolled to the ground, and when he just bent down, the purple bamboo beside him made a neat crisp sound, and a heavy and cold chill brushed behind him, making the pores of his entire back shrink, and he knew in his heart that if he hadn't dodged in time just now, he was afraid that he would have been cut in half by now.

He was still terrified for a while, he really didn't expect that Zhou Jie would have such a sharp knife technique, not only easily cutting so many purple bamboos, but also coming so silently.

Wang Zhi rolled on the ground, and before he could get up, Zhou Jie's second knife had already been slashed, still five or six meters apart, still silent, but the heavy pressure seemed real and terrifying.

Wang Zhi could only roughly feel that the blade was exactly where he was about to roll over, and as a last resort, he grabbed the ground quickly with both hands, and two purple bamboos drilled out of the palms of his hands, holding the ground and forcing himself to stop.

As soon as he stopped, he felt a piercing pain in his hind legs, and when he looked back, he found that a piece of his calf had been cut off, and the flesh was attached to the trouser leg, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.

At this time, the surrounding crowd reacted, and someone shouted out in surprise, Gao Chenwu's voice was the loudest, and he shouted: "Condensing Sword Technique!" Zhou Jie, where did you learn the condensation knife? ”

"Don't worry about it!" Zhou Jie didn't look at Gao Chenwu, and continued to slash towards Wang Zhi with a big sword.

Wang Zhi was sweating from the injury on his leg, but he didn't even have time to breathe, he felt another blade cut, he held the water spirit in his right hand, gritted his teeth desperately, and when his body rolled again, a large piece of purple bamboo grew out of the ground quickly.

The ground in front of the mourning hall had been churned unpresentably, and Wang Zhi flew back, stretching out a green vine while dragging back the calf meat that had fallen on the ground.

When he took a few more steps, Zhou Jie roared angrily: "Wang Zhi, don't look like a turtle with a shrunken head, aren't you very powerful?" I can kill my master! Come on, come and fight with me! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple bamboo brush in front of him slammed down, and a large number of Qi brushes fell, leaving only a dozen or so roots around Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi didn't say a word, and quickly controlled the calf meat back on his leg, staring at Zhou Jie, he guessed right, although Zhou Jie's knife technique is sharp, but there is a range, beyond this range, he is afraid that he will not be able to reach it, but now, he no longer has the slightest intention to underestimate Zhou Jie, if he hadn't suffered so many injuries in Xiao Xi's hands before, I am afraid that it has been broken into two now.

"Since you secretly learned the Shen Ning Knife, then you are not worthy of using the Xue Ying Double Knife, let alone being a disciple of Sanlu!" Gao Chenwu put down the stick tied to the wine gourd and pointed directly at Zhou Jie.

Zhou Jie turned his head and glared at Gao Chenwu, with a frosty face: "Whether I am qualified or not, it's not up to you to decide!" As he spoke, he suddenly rushed forward two steps, and stabbed Wang Zhi twice.

At this time, Wang Zhi was already on guard against him, and when he saw the other party rushing up, he retreated without hesitation, and at the same time, the aura under his feet flowed into the ground, and he quickly rushed towards Zhou Jie, wanting to raid Zhou Jie with bamboo arrows.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jie didn't cut Wang Zhi with two knives, nor did he continue to attack, but instead plunged into the ground in front of him with a knife, and shouted: "Dream!" ”