Chen Tu became more and more sleepy. He felt that every breath made him more and more tired. His mind was dizzy and his movements became sluggish. He was stabbed and scratched several times by Du Luheng, leaving marks on his side and arms.
Several wounds, although very thin, were burning and painful.
Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer. After fighting off Du Luheng's attack with his sword, he jumped to the side, used his sword as a crutch, leaned on the ground, and shouted to Du Luheng: "What's going on? Why am I feeling dizzy and numb?"
?What poison did you give me?"
"Poisoning with medicine? I will not do such a despicable and shameless thing." Du Luheng slowly approached Chen Tu, the smile on his face was even wider than before, "I am the owner of Hanjuan Valley, not the Poison King Valley.
Valley owner, how could I poison you?"
"Stop pretending." Chen Tu took a few deep breaths, but felt a sense of drowsiness rushing into his head like a tide. He was about to fall to the ground, so he swung his sword and slashed his arm. Blood overflowed, and the pain was heartbreaking.
After regaining some consciousness, he said, "Du Luheng, you despicable guy! If you hadn't poisoned me, why would I collapse now?"
Du Luheng said: "Maybe it's because I always keep some soothing incense in the secret pocket inside my belt, and it got contaminated on my sword."
"Anshenxiang? Who are you kidding? Where does Anshenxiang come from so much power!"
Chen Tu felt like he was about to fall to the ground again.
Du Luheng said: "I'm not lying to you, it's just a soothing incense. It's just that this kind of soothing incense has something special. If it is inhaled by someone alone, it is just an ordinary soothing incense, which makes people sleep more peacefully. But once it is the same as what I usually use, it is just an ordinary soothing incense.
When incense is combined, it will turn into a sleep incense - you are covered with the incense I usually use, maybe it's because of the combined effect of the two."
"Then why are you okay?" Chen Tu said, "You have been in the stone house all day long, and the incense on your body will only be more than mine, not less." Then without waiting for Du Luheng's answer, he said to himself: "You yourself
How come there is no antidote for the incense?"
"You really guessed it right." Du Luheng had already walked up to Chen Tu and swung the soft sword to his waist. The soft sword turned into a belt and was wrapped around his body. Then he snatched the sword from Chen Tu's hand.
The Crying Blood Sword looked at the moonlight and said, "Actually, I made this arrangement, originally to deal with
Unexpected enemies. First let them smell my incense, and then let them smell the soothing incense. When you do it with me, the effect of the medicine will be doubled due to the flow of internal energy - but I didn't expect it to be used on you today.
But your martial arts skills are higher than I thought, which shows that I am always right to prepare for a rainy day."
Chen Tu looked ferocious, but he burst into laughter: "Oh, you will also admit that I am good at martial arts."
"What's not good about admitting this? The martial arts you practice must be related to the "Wang Di Magic Kung Fu". And the martial arts in "Wang Di Magic Kung Fu" are naturally much better than the martial arts I practice. How can you use your inner strength to be inferior to mine?
, dragging me like this shows that "Wang Di"
"The power of "Magic Kung Fu"." Du Luheng stared at Chen Tu's eyes with burning eyes, as if he were on fire, "As long as I take you back, I will also learn this magical martial arts in the future, which will be comparable to the top masters in the world. Fuxing Han
Cuckoo Valley is just around the corner.”
Chen Tu wanted to scold Du Luheng twice, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth. Although the pain could temporarily stimulate the spirit, when the arm was losing blood, the drowsy effect of soothing incense and incense was even stronger. Chen Tu
His consciousness was gradually blurring and he was about to fall to the ground.
Du Luheng smiled "hehe" and reached out to grab Chen Tu's waist, about to lift Chen Tu in his hand.
At this moment, a figure came out of the darkness quickly, arrived at the wooden box first, picked up a knife from it, and rushed towards Du Luheng. Du Luheng hurriedly threw Chen Tu away and pointed at the wooden box with his blood-crying sword.
As soon as the man blocked the sword, he felt his arm shake violently, and the blood-crying sword almost came out of his hand.
"Who?"
Du Luheng asked with a trembling voice. He had just used 80% to 90% of his strength to swing his sword, but the opponent was able to slash his arm to numbness. This is definitely not something that ordinary first-class masters can do. Is it a top master? It's so big
There are only a few top masters in the world. Who could this person be?
Du Luheng looked at the man and saw that his face was covered with black cloth, and even his hair was wrapped up. He was also dressed in short black clothes, and no features could be seen at all.
The black masked man was of course Hong Chen, who had been watching from the sidelines. Seeing that Chen Tu was about to be taken away by Du Luheng, how could he let Du Luheng get his wish? He had to ask Chen Tu about his collection of weapons! He made a decision immediately, which was quite profound.
He came out and stopped Du Luheng. Seeing Du Luheng's question, Hong Chen did not answer. Instead, he leaned over and rushed behind Du Luheng and lifted Chen Tu into his hand.
When Du Luheng saw that the masked man was coming to rob someone, he immediately attacked him with his sword. However, even a top master in the world who Du Luheng regarded as his lifelong pursuit was here, fighting against someone who had practiced "Hidden Blade" and "Tian Xing Gong".
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The number Chen could only be five to five at most, so how could Du Luheng himself become an obstacle to Hong Chen? Hong Chen slashed out with one more sword, which shattered Du Luheng's tiger's mouth, and with another slash, the blood-crying sword flew out of Du Luheng's hand.
"Who are you?!"
Du Luheng was horrified and retreated back with his hands covered. Hong Chen took a step forward and hooked his toe to the blood-crying sword on the ground. The sword drew an arc in the air and flew diagonally into the open wooden box.
Hong Chen put the knife on his waist, carried Chen Tu in one hand, walked to the wooden box, and carried the heavy wooden box in the other hand. Then he stepped hard with his feet, jumped into the air, and disappeared into the night.
When Du Luheng saw all this, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. He kept thinking about who this mysterious master suddenly appeared and why he wanted to save Chen Tu. After a long time, he suddenly realized: "Could this guy be Chen Tu's?"
The elder of the master? It must be him, otherwise who could it be? He is here to meet Chen Tu!" Then there was another wave of fear, if the other party really had murderous intentions, he would have died just now.
But without Chen Tu, it means that the matter of unraveling the formation and deciphering the "Wang Di Divine Skill" has come to naught. Du Luheng was filled with hatred and anger, and now he had no other choice. He could not catch up. He could only return first.
Cold Cuckoo Valley, think about countermeasures again.
On Hong Chen's side, it was not as easy as when he came empty-handed with the sleeping Chen Tu and the wooden box full of weapons. After walking for a while using Qing Kung, he stopped and took Chen Tu and the wooden box away.
He placed it under a tree, took off the leather water bag from his waist, and poured the water into Chen Tu's mouth.
The sleepy incense itself did not have a very long-lasting effect. Being stimulated by the cold water in the water bag, and the weather was already cold, Chen Tu coughed lightly and gradually woke up.