Chapter 259 Knife to Knife

Chen Lai understands that even if he uses a knife holder to separate the knife above, he will be split in half by his knife gas and roll down, thinking about avoiding the attack above. However, standing all the time, he felt a force crushing Qianjun from above, bit his teeth, holding the back of the knife with his upper arm and pushed it up.

"Blood Dragon, stop it!" A shadow stepped on a black fan and flew like lightning.

The blood dragon's sword immediately stood still in the void, and the distance between his blade and Chen Lai's blade was only a hairline.

When the blood dragon's knife was cut down, Chen Lai secretly shouted a knife gas, but there was no time to dodge it. He shrank down, used his energy, and put all his aura to cover the heavenly spirit to resist this knife gas. But after a while, he felt that there was nothing on his head and no wind!

It turned out that the powerful airflow driven by the treasure knife was invisibly recovered by the blade and collected completely.

Chen Lai wiped the sweat on his face and had to praise it secretly. This knife method is really skillful! It's really amazing!

Looking at the tip of the blade of the blood dragon, it was actually bleeding.

Chen Lai is unscathed. Where did the blood come from? He stared at the blood dragon, his eyes full of doubts.

The blood dragon was still expressionless and slowly inserted the knife back into the scabbard tied to his left waist with his left hand. He uses a knife in his left hand! He slowly turned around and walked in the direction of the purple bamboo forest, still so steady and careful. After a long time, his heavy voice slowly sounded, "If something happens... you are fully responsible."

Wu Ting held her fist on his back.

Chen Lai scratched his scalp with his little finger and hummed, "I don't know who will circumvent whose life?" In my heart, I scolded that there were more elements in my performance just now, and the knife method has not been revealed yet.

A small red scorpion climbed out of a boulder with its tail up and lay down on Wu Ting's boots. She raised her toes, made the scorpion climb under her feet, and then gently put it down again. Suddenly, the scorpion exploded.

She turned her head and looked at Chen Lai, "Chen Sentinelwei, do you know the consequences of this matter?"

Chen Lai grinned, "I will bear the consequences."

Wu Ting's cold cheeks suddenly wrinkled bitterly, "I hope you won't regret it then."

She turned around and walked back to the purple bamboo forest, "Prepare quickly. We need to find that man."

For some reason, he suddenly felt worried about them, very worried, just like his grandfather who used to be a sentry guard.

The night was getting colder and colder, and there was a mist around. Chen Lai sat on the grass, leaning on a tree and looked forward. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was so sad, and suddenly felt that he wanted to cry.

But he doesn't know why he cried.

Suddenly, a cold wind came and blew him into a cold war.

Hi, I have never been so sentimental! Why are you as unbag as a scholar? Chen came mocking and getting up from the ground and staggering to the purple bamboo forest.

At the third hour, he arrived at a place 3,000 meters away from the yard. Using "Tuilong Jue" to find that Wu Ting was gathering for the guards. He flew up, flew to the yard, and began to search each disciple's room.

This time, he only used "Tui Long Jue" to find a different place from the last time. One disciple searched one by one, and he quietly came to the blood dragon's room.

It seemed that he would have a hunch. He felt that his heart suddenly pounded, much louder and heavier than before.

"Push the Dragon" emitted a red light, pointing out that there is a token in the wall in the northeast corner!

Chen Lai was shocked. He walked over and opened two stones and found a black handkerchief with a bag. When he opened it, he saw a black token with three words written on it: Iron Purple Gate.

Chen Lai was shocked!

Is the Blood Dragon a disciple of Iron Purple Gate? Hi, I thought of him, but I really hope it's another person! He has been hiding beside Zheng Tiehui for so long. What does he want to do? He protected Zheng Tiehui and didn't take action for a long time. What did he want to do?

At this time, the door of the room was gently pushed open, and a tall shadow stood in front of the door without saying a word. It's the blood dragon!

Chen Lai turned around calmly, threw the token at his feet with a crack, and said lightly, "There is a locust wood forest in the east... It's there. I'm going to kill you with my knife."

The agreement was conveyed in this way. Chen Lai walked sideways from the blood dragon, walked out of the yard, and walked to the locust forest in the east. He still shook left and right, and his toes were always hooked when he started, and he scratched his scalp with his little finger from time to time.

He took out his "Dragon Fight" and asked about the weakness of the blood dragon. Whether by practice or knife skills, he is not confident to kill a killer who is many times higher than him. He must find his opponent's weakness and then four or two pounds.

After seeing the answer, he accelerated his pace and snaped his fingers from time to time.

In the dead night, he began to look a little angry in the sound of his fingers.

There is a locust forest in the east, which is tall, dense and deep. The ground is covered with thick leaves, the trees are covered with black bark, and the air is covered with a faint aroma of locust flowers. From time to time, there will be drops of dew dripping from above, like a light rain.

Chen Lai walked under a locust tree, stretched out his left hand to catch a big drop of dew, and smiled at the person walking behind him, "Brother Blood Dragon, is it true that I heard that a skillful cloud practitioner can blow up a mountain with a drop of dewdrop?"

"Of course it's true." The blood dragon still said the muffled and extremely heavy voice, "But don't worry, I won't use practice to kill you today... I only use my knife."

His waist knife seemed to understand his words, and suddenly moved, and then trembled.

Chen Lai turned around, looked up and down at him, and grinned, "I really didn't expect that such a low-level sentry guard would have the opportunity to compete with an iron purple swordsman."

At the age of 15, he only heard of the decisive battle between swordsmen and had never experienced it himself. He was a little excited and excited. Hold it open and open with your right hand.

"You didn't have a chance to see my knife, it's just dead in my hands..." The blood dragon looked at the yellow fallen leaves floating in front of him and glanced at Chen with the same eyes. "I didn't want to kill you, but you touched my palm print."

Chen Lai stretched out his right little finger and scratched his scalp, "I'm sorry, that's my job."

The blood dragon nodded and added, "After being stabbed by my knife, you will be very painful. During the period before death, it will be very difficult... You have to be prepared."

A big drop of dew fell on Chen Lai's back, and he suddenly felt cold. He smiled, waved his hand and walked forward, "My knife is too." He looked at the other party and patted the machete on his back.

The blood dragon followed, but he didn't look at his knife at a glance, as if he didn't care.

The two don't seem to want to do it immediately, but like a pair of walking friends, chatting while walking.

"Do you have the habit of eating and living here?" Chen Lai asked casually.

"There are too few peppers... I live, but there are a little too many mosquitoes."

"If you say hello early, you won't be wronged before you die."

"I'm about to leave this forest, and I think I'll live here for a long time."

Chen Lai reached out and grabbed a drop of dew and crushed it with his hand. His fingers were even more crisp. "Brother Blood Dragon, how good it is to be an ordinary person. Why do you have to be a killer of Iron Purple Gate? Aren't you afraid of dying at the hands of a sentry like me?"

"I don't seem to have a choice. When my parents were killed at the age of seven, I took my sister to learn knife skills and practice. At the age of nine, I began to kill people. At the age of 11, I unconsciously became a part of the Iron Purple Gate. To be honest, from the beginning to now, I have never been afraid. The only thing I feel It's...loneliness." The blood dragon stopped, raised its head and looked at the dew-soaked moon between the treetops.

A drop of dew dripped from above and just dripped into his eyes. He didn't blink, and the dewdrops hit his eyes like tears.

Chen Lai walked forward, counting the steps he took from the blood dragon when he was still, and said with a smile, "So, are you still a virgin?"

"Men need women, they need joy... My joy may be here." The blood dragon abnormally pulled out a long knife with his right hand.

Chen Lai continued to walk forward and didn't mean to stop at all. "What on earth are you hiding beside Zheng Tiehui for so long?"

"For a token."

"What kind of token?"

"That token is very dangerous. It has always been carried on Zheng Tiehui's body. I only know that it can be easily taken away, but I don't know its name, and I don't know how to put it safely."

Chen Lai sneered, "I dare not let it go. Is there such a thing in the world?"

"Go further, it's the lake..." The blood dragon waved his knife at Chen Lai, "Chen sentry Wei, draw the knife. Counting this time, it should be your third time to draw a knife... I hope this time it's not an illusion. Let me see where your self-confidence comes from.

From the beginning to now, he has never found that Chen Lai has been afraid. It is hard to imagine that a little teenager would not be afraid of a murderous disciple of Iron Purple Gate? Is it because the newborn calf is not afraid of the sharpness of tigers?

But he knows that Chen Lai is already a master of Yunjing! But now he wants to see the swordsmanship of the blood dragon! Use the knife method to deal with the knife method!

"Maybe I'm confident or I don't have a choice." Chen Lai walked to a huge stone as high as five feet and stopped, slowly turned around, and his expression began to become gloomy. It seemed to be very sad and frowned.

Large drops of dew slowly fell from above and fell between the two, like a heavy rain. The dewdrops are cold, but there is no wind.

Suddenly, there was a chirp from above. It turned out that a group of yellow monkeys found two people below on the treetops. Everyone hung upside down and stared at it, as if they were waiting anxiously for something.

"Chen sentry, I'll give you a chance to give you a knife first." The blood dragon turned his wrist and turned the back of the knife down and the blade up. In this short space, the knife surface emitted a deep whine.

Suddenly, the wind broke out. It's that kind of sharp wind, that kind of roaring wind. This strong wind, the autumn wind sweeps across the woods like fallen leaves and raises branches, making that screaming and crisp sound, like a child's cry, more like someone blowing a sad flute.

The monkeys on the tree immediately fled and screamed, like a fire in the forest!

Chen Lai began to move, jumped forward, stepped heavily on the ground with his left foot, and bounced high.

Wan!

The leaves wet by dewdrops on the ground suddenly stood upright, as if they were adsorbed by some magical force.

His body soared into the air and rushed to the other party like lightning. It seemed that the dewdrops around him seemed to be still.

He pulled out his machete with his right hand, waved it to his chest, and rotated his body.

Sprinkle!

A dazzling knife light flew towards the other side like a huge CD. Cut a dewdrop into two halves, the air between the dewdrop and the dewdrop into two halves, and the night into two halves.

The blood dragon stood motionless, as if waiting for someone to come. When he saw the extremely unusual light of the knife, his heart was cold, and then he forgot the teenager with a surprised look and flew back ten steps to stand firm. Suddenly, his wrist moved, and the tip of the knife was picked up three times.

Sprinkle!

Three electric lights cut the flying CD into four pieces and flew past the blood dragon.

Dozens of thick locust trees behind him were suddenly cut down and twisted; the sound of trees, the sound of broken branches, and the screams of animals were endless. An area suddenly seemed extremely open!

And the three electric lights galloped towards Chen Lai.

Chen Lai felt that everything in front of him had been hit into dust by electric light, and suddenly turned sideways through a crack in the three electric lights.

He secretly shouted that it was dangerous! I'm glad that there is no "Tuilong Jue" to remind me of this, and I really don't know how to deal with it!

Bang!

Three electric lights hit the boulder, and the explosion generally carved the boulder into a huge deep Sichuan character! The exploded lime smoke burst into flames!

Chen Lai only took a glance and understood the scene of his grandfather being killed. In a very brief moment, he remembered the Sichuan character on his grandfather's chest and sounded his grandfather's torn body!

The hatred in his heart immediately broke out, causing the blood vessels in his neck to rise to the maximum extent, making his throat make the biggest roar: "Kill!"

Chen Lai knelt forward on his knees and galloped forward; the marks under his knees were like two black rails!

He rushed to the blood dragon with lightning, raised his right hand and stabbed his opponent's crotch.

The blood dragon was still expressionless, putting the blade on the blade on one side like a handshake, and pushed it to a locust tree that five people could not reach, as if it were hitting a wall. After that, he pushed his machete into the trunk and controlled it desperately. Above.

Then, he stretched out his left arm and grabbed his back!

It turned out that there was still a knife hidden on his back.

Oh!

Chen Lai pressed his right hand and pulled out a handful of his machete, as if he pulled out half of his machete, sharpened his wrist, and inserted the machete straight up and down into the right foot of the blood dragon. The tip of the knife passed through the instep, through the sole of the foot, and nailed the face of the foot to the ground!

This is the Achilles' heel's heel pointed out in "Tuilong Jue" - his right foot!

"Howling!"

The blood dragon stared, shook his neck up, and let out a beast-like scream. The sound rushed to the top and hit a piece of leaf.

A cloud cultivation master, the sea of clouds in his body can emit air masks to protect his body. Of course, the clouds on his head, neck, heart socket and crotch are the thickest. For the blood dragon, the right foot is the weakest! He never thought that Chen Lai would directly aim at his right foot and penetrate the center of his right foot! In this way, his sea of clouds suddenly collapsed. His right hand loosened, and his left hand had pulled out the knife and raised it high above his head.

At this time, Chen Lai has thrown the machete of his left hand, and his body has jumped high. He grabbed the machete with his right hand. When he jumped over the blood dragon's head, he slashed at the left wrist of the blood dragon. A swirling body fell to the ground, waved his right arm, and stabbed the machete into the shaking right hand of the blood dragon. The machete passed through the handle, pierced the palm of the hand, inserted into the trunk, and nailed the blood dragon's right hand and the sword to the locust tree.

At the same time, Chen Lai raised his left hand and received the knife falling from above. The bloody left hand of the blood dragon is still grasping on the handle of the knife.

Chen Lai grabbed the blood dragon's hand, stabbed the knife down, gently pierced the blood dragon's left foot, and nailed his left foot to the ground.

Everything is still like this.

I don't know when the dewdrops on it have stopped ticking, and I don't know when the wind has stopped. The only sound left is the scream of the blood dragon and the sound of his left wrist spraying blood springs.

Later, these two voices were gone, and the surroundings seemed to be dead silence.

The blood dragon was fixed and motionless, like a plasma- poured statue, with a smile more ugly than crying at the corners of his mouth. "It's impossible... You can't have such a fast knife."