Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fighting the Master of the Sect

Near the Xuanwu Tower.

Butterflies were fluttering in the sky, and a faint scent of medicine wafted in the air.

Chen Xiuzhe jumped into the air, and waved the Tang knife quickly with one hand, slashing out one knife after another, cutting down those ghost butterflies one by one. He shouted loudly: "The dignified master of the door, will he only play with some things that are only played by little girls?" ”

Xiang Ke stretched out a finger, put it in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Butterfly dance, the sky is ruined." ”

Those phantsome butterflies all stopped their movements and gathered around Chen Xiuzhe. Chen Xiuzhe looked at it, and those butterflies were wrapped with almost transparent silk threads, but the silk threads were sprinkled with powder, emitting a faint blue light.

"Oops." Chen Xiuzhe scolded in a low voice, but it was too late. A faint blue flame quickly spread to the butterfly's body along those silk threads, and then the butterfly ignited and exploded.

Xiang Ke raised his head and sneered: "It seems that I think I think highly of you, and your strength is nothing more than that." ”

When the firelight dissipated, Chen Xiuzhe's clothes were mostly shattered, and he fell straight down from the air, shattering the eaves of a house, and lying in a pile of thatch, looking a little embarrassed. He pursed his lips and smiled helplessly: "It's a bit careless, I didn't expect these Phantom Butterflies to be so powerful with the Hellery Hall's Lan Wanphos......"

Xiang Ke jumped and stood on top of the half-collapsed roof, looked down at Chen Xiuzhe below, raised his hand slightly, and a paper butterfly floated down slowly: "Close to hand-to-hand duel, no matter how powerful a person is, he will always be unable to resist this ghostly butterfly." So beyond seven steps, no one can match me, not even the power of Xu Fu. ”

"You've got a lot of nonsense." Chen Xiuzhe, who originally looked exhausted, suddenly shot a flying arrow, which directly passed through the butterfly and hit Xiang Ke's present, and Xiang Ke's long sleeves flicked and rolled up the flying arrow, but his expression immediately changed, and he hurriedly let go of his sleeves, it was too late.

On Chen Xiuzhe's flying arrow, there was actually a trace of Tianyou, and when Xiang Ke stretched out his sleeves and rolled up the flying arrow, Chen Xiuzhe took advantage of the momentum to get up, pulled back violently, and dragged himself in front of Xiang Ke.

"You say that there is no one like you seven paces, but now that I am within seven steps, I will surely send you to death." Chen Xiuzhe threw the Tang knife in his hand sharply and slashed through Xiang Ke's throat. Xiang Ke used his sleeve as a sword to stop Chen Xiuzhe's Tang knife, and then hit Chen Xiuzhe's chest, Chen Xiuzhe blocked the blow with a Tang knife, and then smashed the white sleeve with a backhand. Xiang Ke frowned slightly, two butterflies floated at his feet, he stepped lightly, and his body flew backwards.

He wanted to keep the distance three feet away.

Chen Xiuzhe let go of the Tianyou line, and his body fell downward, but he suddenly threw a short blade forward and smashed it on the wall of the room in front of him, and threw a short blade backwards and nailed it to the wall of the room behind, and the two short blades connected the Tianyou line to pull out a subtle line bridge in the air. Chen Xiuzhe reached out and grabbed the line bridge, and then turned over and jumped on the line bridge, and then ran quickly along the line bridge towards Xiang Ke with a knife.

"You are a killer talent, no wonder the Chen family wanted to protect you back then." Xiang Ke said quietly, but there was admiration in his words, he turned sideways to avoid Chen Xiuzhe's knife, and then his body fell down, and before that, he gently touched the line bridge, and a line of fire immediately burned along the line bridge. Xiang Ke landed, flicked his sleeves slightly, and took more than a dozen steps back.

Immediately after Chen Xiuzhe landed, the distance between the two returned to three feet away.

The only difference is that Xiang Ke just broke a sleeve.

And the clothes on Chen Xiuzhe's upper body were blown to shreds, and the exposed half of his body was bloodstained, looking very embarrassed.

"You say I'm going to die, but I'm not standing here well." Xiang Ke sneered

Chen Xiuzhe looked at the Tang knife in his hand: "I said that I would send you to death, so naturally I won't lie to you." ”

There was a little blood on the Tang knife.

Only a little bit, almost invisible.

Xiang Ke lowered his head slightly, only to find that a gap had been cut out of the placket on his chest, he reached out and touched a few drops of blood, Chen Xiuzhe's move still hurt him in the end, although such an injury is really insignificant, unless, Chen Xiuzhe smeared poison on the Tang knife.

"I smeared the poison." Chen Xiuzhe said bluntly.

Xiang Ke smiled: "Use poison on me, the master of the Xiangmen?" Do you think you can poison me? ”

"This bit of poison of mine naturally can't hurt the master of the Xiangke Sect. But what about ......." Chen Xiuzhe looked behind Xiang Ke.

A man with a strong build, a middle-aged man in a gray robe.

One carries a heavy sword on his shoulder, and the other wears a double dragon sword at his waist.

Xiang Ke narrowed his eyes slightly: "Unless Chen Jinzhe makes a move, even if there are two more people, I won't pay attention to it." ”

Chen Xiuzhe smiled and said: "You're right, unless the master of the door comes in person, he can take you down, but if you have to deal with the three of us at the same time, you won't have time to force out the poison in your body." Maybe this little poison is nothing to you in normal times, but if another hour passes, I'm afraid you will have to ask that miracle doctor to save your life. ”

Xiang Ke knew that Chen Xiuzhe's words were not intimidating him, so he turned around and looked at the two people in front of him.

The stout man was carrying a heavy sword, and his face was irritated: "I said Xiangke Sect Master, can't you kill this madman before we come?" ”

The gray-robed man had a modest attitude: "Chen Men is here to send off the master of the Xiangmen." ”

"Today I am planted, Chen Xiuzhe, when I recover as before, I will definitely crush your bones and ashes!" Xiang Ke jumped and swept past the two.

Chen Xiuzhe smiled and said: "How about it, the two elders can see my performance, I almost confessed here this time, the two of you have to say it in front of the door master when you go back, this injury is not in vain." ”

The stout man put down the heavy sword on his shoulder, then spat on the ground, and scolded: "Hey, I knew I would come later, maybe I could see the picture of you blowing those butterflies into mashed meat for Xiangke." ”

The gray-robed man smiled and said, "The door master called you to go back." ”

"The master of the door wants to see me again? Cancelled today's mission? Chen Xiuzhe glanced behind him, "The Xuanwu Tower is close at hand, and it is the best opportunity to kill the pavilion master." ”

"The doorman wants to see you madman, so you can honestly roll over to me, what nonsense? If you don't go back to see the door owner, Lao Tzu will deal with the door rules. The stout man scolded.

Chen Xiuzhe stretched: "Okay." The owner wants to see me, but I can't go. Then leave the rest to the two elders to settle the matter. ”