Chapter 51: A Draw
Now in the Xuanwu Tower in the southern city of Tian, Xu Fuquan's sword was finally aimed at Chen Xiuzhe after being withdrawn by Chen Xiuzhe, but the Tang knife hanging from Chen Xiuzhe's waist was never pulled out.
"You think you're keeping your promises, but it seems to me that you're just running away from the facts you're going to face." Chen Xiuzhe sighed lightly, leaned over slightly, and raised his hand slightly, the Tang knife was already in his hand.
Tang Zhengya looked down at the pavilion master: "Won't the pavilion master stop them?" If Xu Shiquan loses, you will have to die too. β
The pavilion master lowered his head and smiled slightly: "The battle between them is destined to be inevitable. As for whether I will die or not, am I not clear? β
"Xiuzhe, take your people out of Xuanwu Pavilion, and after I discuss with the pavilion master, I will go to you again." Xu Fuquan said in a deep voice.
"The dawn is approaching, and there is no way back." Chen Xiuzhe swept his feet and rushed to Xu Fuquan's face, and the Tang knife in his hand gently swirled and attacked Xu Fuquan's throat.
Xu Fuquan dodged sideways, and the soft sword in his hand lightly pulled out a sword flower, stabbing at Chen Xiuzhe's heart, but Chen Xiuzhe was easily opened. Chen Xiuzhe sneered: "Your dual swordsmanship is indeed unparalleled in the world, but I also know its weaknesses very well, and the dual swordsmanship must be paired with two good swords to give full play." Your purple sword was given to Prince Shen, so you have been holding a single sword for a month, and you have never used a double sword, how can you win against me if you lose your double sword? β
Xu Fuquan didn't say anything, just took out his sword to attack Chen Xiuzhe, Chen Xiuzhe coped with it unhurriedly, the two fought for a while, and suddenly Xu Fuquan's figure changed suddenly, and turned into three phantoms, among which the truth and falsehood could not be distinguished.
Now Xu Fuquan only has a single sword, but his power has not weakened at all.
Chen Xiuzhe flipped back a few times, the Tang knife in his hand waved sharply, only to hear the sound of clanging crisp weapons colliding, Chen Xiuzhe scolded while blocking: "I have learned the thirteen swordsmanship, it seems that your two goods are really hidden." Chen Xiuzhe raised his eyebrows, and the Tang knife in his hand slashed violently at the place where the true qi was a little stronger, and sure enough, Xu Fuquan appeared from it.
Chen Xiuzhe's wrist flipped, and the Tang Dao swept through the thousands of troops, splitting the other two clones, and then shouted, and the whole person flew out, and the Tang Dao in his hand turned into a cold light, directly taking Xu Fuquan's chest.
Xu Fuquan's expression became solemn, his left arm shook, and the soft sword caught up.
"Ding!" There was a clash of gold and iron
"Pavilion master, why are those swordsmanship, you must match them with a good sword to use them." Tang Zhengya said faintly.
The pavilion master took a puff of cigarette and nodded: "Actually, the reason why Mr. Gu was able to create this unique set of swordsmanship is for his deceased wife, and his wife's swordsmanship is also powerful, but unfortunately he died too early, in order to remember his wife, so he fused his wife's swordsmanship with his own swordsmanship to create this set of double swordsmanship that is unparalleled in the world." β
"In order to commemorate his beloved, he created a set of murderous swordsmanship." Tang Zhengya pursed her lips, "What a beautiful story!" β
The pavilion master spat out a smoke ring: "Beautiful? If I said that Mr. Gu killed her wife, would you still think this story is good? β
When Tang Zhengya heard this, he was stunned, "It seems that this Gu senior is a psychopath." β
The pavilion master spat out a smoke ring: "Only the craziest people can use such a strange sword technique." β
Tang Zhengyan shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily, I heard that this swordsmanship has been lost since Mr. Gu's generation, and it only reappeared here when it came to Xu Fuquan, but Xu Fuquan doesn't look like Mr. Gu in the mouth of the pavilion master, he is a crazy person." β
The Pavilion Master smiled meaningfully: "Oh? So what kind of person do you think Xu Fuquan is? β
Tang Zhengya pondered for a moment and replied: "How to say, it's a little naΓ―ve and a little stupid..."
"Isn't it like an honest man?" The Pavilion Master answered.
Tang Zhengya nodded: "Well, it's almost." β
Even in such an environment, the surrounding two saints and three eyes all burst out laughing in unison, and even the pavilion master couldn't help but laugh a little: "Divine Doctor Tang, what you said is appropriate." β
Chen Xiuzhe also scolded with a smile: "Divine doctor, have you taken a fancy to this good brother of mine?" If you need it, I'll do it for you. β
"Phew." Tang Zhengya's face flushed slightly, "Why are you fighting and talking nonsense at the same time." β
"Xiuzhe." Xu Fuquan picked his fingertips, and a long sword slashed Chen Xiuzhe's left arm, "Do you dare to be distracted when you fight with me?" β
"Huh." Chen Xiuzhe leaned over slightly, "Didn't you just slash me, do you really think I can't beat you?" Chen Xiuzhe held the Tang knife in his hand, disappeared suddenly, and then slashed out from behind Xu Fuquan like lightning. Although Xu Fuquan was shocked, his reaction speed was extremely fast, and he turned around in an instant, first waved the sword array with his left hand to block, and then raised his hand and suddenly changed his defensive position into an offensive position, and the soft sword stabbed out like a spiritual snake, wanting to force Chen Xiuzhe to withdraw the Tang knife. But what Xu Fuquan didn't expect was that Chen Xiuzhe did not retreat and insisted on slashing him.
"Your swordsmanship has been practiced by me for countless days and nights with you." Chen Xiuzhe's figure flickered, and he kept slashing down one knife after another, "I have long remembered your flaws." β
"The last sword of the thirteen swordsmanship is your flaw!"
Chen Xiuzhe swung the Tang knife in his hand violently, and then immediately stopped at Chen Xiuzhe's throat, because Xu Fuquan's long sword was also on Chen Xiuzhe's neck.
"I couldn't win you again, what a trouble!" Chen Xiuzhe pursed his lips and withdrew the Tang knife.
Xu Fuquan also withdrew his sword and took a step back.
"You are always like this, when you encounter the problem at this moment, you can't retreat or advance, but you still don't dare to do anything, you don't dare to say anything." Chen Xiuzhe asked with a sneer
Xu Fuquan just shook his head silently.
"Everyone has their own commitments to keep, and I know that even if you can protect it for a while, there will be times when you can't do it. But you've been deceiving yourself, and I've been annoyed for years for you for this question! After Chen Xiuzhe finished speaking, he shouted angrily and threw the Tang knife in his hand at Xu Fuquan.
Xu Fuquan held his sword and knocked the Tang knife to the ground, while Chen Xiuzhe suddenly pulled out an extremely thin and soft rope from his sleeve.
"Trapped Immortal Rope." The pavilion master snorted.
Chen Xiuzhe's trapped immortal rope collided with Xu Fuquan's soft sword, and the trapped immortal rope wrapped around the hand holding the soft sword like a snake, so that it couldn't swing the sword, and then Chen Xiuzhe picked up the Tang knife on the ground and pierced Xu Fuquan's shoulder, and Xu Fuquan's soft sword came out of his hand. In the end, Chen Xiuzhe suddenly abandoned his sword and used his palm, and swung it in front of Xu Fuquan with one palm.
The Pavilion Master immediately stood up and shouted, "Broken Palm!" β
Xu closed his eyes and seemed to have given up.
"It's ridiculous that you, as a killer, want to be a saint! But I don't care, I will kill the people you don't want to kill, and the innocent blood you don't want to bear will be borne by you, then I will bear it for you, and even if you want to leave Xuanwu, I can also pave the way for you personally, but only if you die, I can't do it, even if I die countless people. Chen Xiuzhe withdrew his palm, took three steps back, then looked at the pavilion master, and said sharply, "Pavilion master, please advise!" β
The pavilion master also shouted: "Okay! β