Chapter 62 Crime and Punishment

"Youaoshan, you have a big tone!" Jing Daoren, who was the leader of the seven nights of the rosefinch, smiled angrily and said, "Well, if the seven of us really ask you not to move, the master Zhuque will come to visit!"

While he was talking, he had launched the famous "Zhuque Sword Array" all over the world. The seven people raised their hands and threw their feet in a staggered way. One of every move was in line with the meaning of the sword, and the first one was correspondingly pressed towards Youao Mountain.

Although the seven-handled fairy swords have not yet come out of their sheath behind their slanted backs, their fierce momentum rushed over like turbulent tides. In an instant, the wind suddenly raised the dead leaves in the field, full of the atmosphere of decisive battle that the mountain rain was about to come.

"Zhuque is a real person. He is just an old bastard who talks all day long."

Qing'er came out of the house, and her cold eyes swept from the face of the rosefinch, full of disdain.

The Liu Daoren in the seven nights of the rosefinch couldn't help changing his color when he heard the words and scolded angrily, "Where did the yellow-haired girl come from? I don't know how thick the sky is!"

Two sharp rays suddenly burst out of Qing'er's eyes, and there was a faint golden light flashing and pressing the willow Taoist. She said, "Where are you from? You are not a man or a woman, and you can know how high and how thick the sky is?"

Liu Daoren Lingtai trembled, and his Taoist heart, which had been practicing for nearly 40 years, was almost defeated by Qinger's two eyes. She hurriedly concentrated her mind to stabilize the spiritual platform, but there was an inexplicable feeling of fatigue on her body, which seemed to be a serious illness. If her cultivation hadn't been higher than Qing'er, I'm afraid she would have become an idiot in the future.

"Moro Jintong!" The ghost Taoist standing on the left head hurriedly took a step forward, put his palm on the Liu Taoist vest, helped her guard the spiritual platform, and said in surprise, "This girl is a disciple of the magic religion!"

"So Lin Yinxue is really hidden in this wooden house!" The lowest-ranked Taoist in the seven nights of the rosefinch raised his eyebrows and said, "The Northern Underworld Demon Mansion is actually hooked up with the demon religion."

Although his words were mean, he felt awe-inspiring. It should be known that Youao Mountain is known as the first master of the Youshi family, and his cultivation is still above Youqi, the head of the Youshi family. If it hadn't been for the unknown change six years ago, the position of the head of the family should have been his.

This time, Bidongzong's secret map of Beiming's treasure was bound to be obtained, so the rosefinch Qiju jointly went out, thinking that it was enough to suppress You'ao Mountain and capture Lin Yinxue. Who knew that there was a helper around You'ao Mountain, and it immediately disrupted the calculation.

"Nonsense!" Qing'er Qiong hummed coldly, and the Yan Fu magic whip suddenly shot out of the sleeve without any warning. The heavy vermilion light and shadow stirred, turning into a stormy wave in the air, but it was impossible to guess where it was going.

Zhuque Qishu didn't expect that Qing'er looked petite, but she acted very decisively. She took action as she said it, and she was so fierce. Seeing the red waves rushing over in front of them, everyone felt that this whip was attacking themselves.

"Keng!" When the seven fairy swords were together, the dragon chanted out of its sheath and converged into a gorgeous light net before the red wave, like an unbreakable embankment to intercept the way of Yan Fu's magic whip.

Qinger shook her hand slightly, and Yan Fu's magic whip suddenly changed his move. The dazzling light and shadow in the sky suddenly condensed into a bunch, and the dagger hit Liu Dao's face directly.

"What a cunning girl!" With a raised eyebrow of Youao Mountain, she couldn't help cheering for Qinger's wisdom and courage. She secretly sighed, "In just one move, she used the trick of concealing the sky and the sea, divide and governing it, and avoiding the real attack, which made the rosefinch seven people in danger and chaos. Who will be her opponent in time?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help glancing at Chu Tian: "A Luojia, a Qinger, what a happy trouble!"

"Bang!" Liu Daoren had not fully recovered from the blow of Moro Jintong, and hurriedly fought with his sword. Unexpectedly, he was whipped by Yan Fu and retreated three steps in a row, and the rosefinch sword array showed flaws.

"Wow--" Before she stood firm, the snowlight in front of her was magnificent sword spirit. Chu Tian moved the clouds and Yuanchen to soar like an eagle, crossing the remnants of the magic whip that had not yet dispersed, and a kind of "broken sea" gas swallowed the sky and split the head of the willow Taoist.

Liu Daoren was shocked. She had no time to return the sword to protect herself, so she had to try her best to fly back and brushed out her robe sleeve and wrapped it around Cangyun Yuanchen's sword, in an attempt to resolve Chu Tian's sword move with Rou Kegang.

But she also underestimated Chu Tian. The "water is poor and the sleeves" here have just stretched out. The Cangyun Yuanchen sword has made a change. The blade of the sword suddenly turned and cut off like a cow, and cut off most of the Liu Daoren's sleeves with a faint sound. If she hadn't closed in time, the whole forearm would not have been guaranteed!

First, Qinger waved the whip and attacked far away, and then Chu Tian fought closely. This series of rounds of blows was seamless, as if it had been completely discussed in advance. But the fact is that the boy and girl have never had any communication before they took action!

Both of them seemed to have the same heart, and both of them thought that they were unprepared to attack first, and the target of the attack also chose Liu Daoren tacitly. It's just that Qinger's Yanfu magic whip was ten meters long and took the lead in attacking. Chu Tian's body was slightly slow and half a beat to form a back trend, just right with the pearls and silk.

It was not until then that the other six came to realize that Liu Daoren was in danger and quickly stepped closer to her.

The ghost Taoist and the star Taoist, one left and one right, pointed to Chu Tian's vest at the same time, trying to surround Wei and save Zhao to get Liu Daoren out of danger.

I didn't know that the mantis caught the cicada and the yellow finch. Listening to the sword wind behind his head, You'ao Mountain pulled out his sword and opened his bow left and right.

The sea of the magic sword is like a black cloud urging the city to be strong, forcing the two ways to change the line and protect themselves sideways.

At the same time, Chu Tianyi's Rizhao God Fist vigorously pounded the yellow dragon and bombarded the hearts of Liu Dao.

Liu Daoren's sword moves and sleeves were broken one after another, and there was no obstruction in front of his chest. Seeing Chu Tian's iron fist crushing over like the sun, he couldn't help but be shocked.

She didn't care about any fairy style and high-level demeanor. Behind her body, she avoided the edge and flew her left foot and kicked Chu Tian.

But Chu Tian is not fighting alone. Behind him is Qinger, who was taught by Lin Yingxu, the first master of the Demon Sect!

Yan Fu's magic whip swirled and returned like a wild goose, and it was aimed at Liu Daoren's forehead.

"Bum bang!" There was a roar on the side. You'ao Mountain exhaled and raised his left palm and right sword and turned away the Jing Daoren and Zhang Daoren who came to the rescue, making the rosefinch Liu Daoren watch the attack of Liu Tian and Qinger, but it was difficult to cross the thunder pool half a step!

Liu Daoren was isolated and helpless, and his left foot changed his move to forcibly intercept Yan Fu's magic whip.

"Bang!" A destructive force burst out of the whip. Liu Taoist snorted and flew up. The flesh and blood below the knee of his left leg were blurred and broken. Maybe he would be a cripple for the rest of his life!

"Sister!"

"Senior sister!"

The six nights of rosefinch are full of anger. As a woman, the star Taoist had the best personal relationship with Liu Daoren. At that moment, he flew into the air to rescue him. In a hurry, he forgot to hold the position and suddenly stood out as a target.

How can Chu Tian and Qinger not accept the big gift from the star Taoist?

The two people's eyes turned over and understood each other. Cangyun Yuanchen Sword and Yan Fumo Whip went together and pointed straight to the Star Taoist!

"It's not good!" Seeing this, the star Taoist couldn't help but change his face. He has always relied on the name of the master and the power of the sword array. The rosefinch has been rampant and won a hundred battles, and the demons and evil spirits have always fled looking at the wind. Even if they resist a little, they will all become the ghosts under their swords for heaven.

I didn't know that I met Chu Tian and Qinger today. Because my mind was all focused on You'ao Mountain, I was a little slack on these two people. In just a few people, I was caught and chased fiercely. Before the invincible rosefinch sword array was really launched, it was almost collapsed.

Suddenly, in the depths of the mountain forest to the east of the wooden house, there was a thick and old roar. An old man with crane hair and feathers flew over the wild forest like a red cloud, and the roar came in an instant.

His left sleeve wrapped around the falling Liu Daoren, and the light of his right hand soared like a white rainbow hitting the Cangyun Yuanchen sword and Yan Fu magic whip.

With two "ding-ding" sounds, Chu Tian and Qinger's bodies sank down, and a sword and a whip swung far away.

The old man in the red robe did not take advantage of the victory to pursue. He waved the dust and shouted, "The stars are moving, and the air is soaring!"

"Master?!" When Zhuque Qishu saw the sudden appearance of the old road in red robes, he was a little ashamed in the surprise. Except for the injured Liu Daoren, the other six figures are flying like stars, scattering the formation and reorganization.

The big sleeves of the old Taoist in the red robe floated down his body. He stood in the position of the Liu Taoist and shouted, "It's quiet like a mountain, and it's like water!"

In an all-in-a-lifetime scene, the seven roads stood together, and the body was motionless like a mountain, and the sword was like running water and ethereal, as if a curved moon firmly covered the Youao Mountain, Chu Tian and Qing'er.

Chu Tian had retreated to Qinger's side, secretly running the magic gas of Fandu to dredge the numb right arm, looked at the old way of the red robe, and knew that a bitter battle would be inevitable later.

After the short contact between lightning, stone and fire just now, he has roughly learned that the strength of the rosefinch Qiju is really not small. Compared with the immortals who are known as one of the eight immortals in the south, it is not much better, but the power is slightly inferior. But if these seven people form a sword array, it means that the seven immortals will be overwhelmed.

It's a pity that they are going to break through each other, and there is a more difficult red robe old way.

Youao Mountain took the opportunity to adjust the breath to suppress the injury. Just a few times, he seemed to be majestic, but in fact, the internal injury aggravated the damage to qi and blood. Fortunately, the rosefinch doesn't know the bottom, otherwise it's hard to say whether it can hold on or not, regardless of a few more fierce attacks.

He looked at the old man in the red robe and said with a grin, "Sure enough, it was the apprentice who was beaten by the master."

The old man in the red robe seems to have an old knowledge with Youao Mountain. He said indifferently, "Brother Aoshan's demeanor is still gratifying. However, there seems to be a injury, which also surprised the poor. I don't know how to look around the characters of Shenlu Qiaochu. In addition to the few top masters such as Lin Yingxu, the leader of the Demon Sect, and Master Baizang, the abbot of Longhua Zen Temple, who else can hurt Brother Aoshan so seriously?

You'ao Mountain's heart sank. He knew that his injury could be concealed by the rosefinch for seven nights, but he could not deceive the rosefinch.

Before he answered, the real rosefinch's eyes had shifted to Qinger and asked slowly, "Little girl, just now you said that poverty can only boast?"

Chu Tian stepped half a step in front of Qing'er. Cang Yun Yuanchen Jianyao pointed to the rosefinch and said, "You also missed the word 'old miscellaneous hair'!"