Chapter 77 Death for Wealth
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"There is a snow map in the world, the French classics, the Nirvana magic bow, the absolute arrow... There is even the 'Xiaofeng Canyuexiao', the most precious treasure of the demon religion 600 years ago!"
A pair of eyes hidden in the dark are quietly peeping at Chu Tian and Qing'er through the luxuriant branches and leaves.
This person seems to be more than 40 years old, wearing a long gown as green as autumn water. He is elegant and extraordinary. It is Su Zhiyuan, the elder of Yu Yutian.
After entering the ice wind virtual world, he quietly left the brigade of the Zhengdao League as scheduled and went alone to find the relics of the sword magic. His plan to advance alone was carried out smoothly and effectively. Because there is no need to worry about taking care of the disciples of the door when traveling alone, and he has a lot of experience in the art of Qimen Dunjia, so there is no danger along the way, and there are many more fetters.
Unfortunately, he was still half a step late. He happened to see Chu Tian and Qinger put all six sword magic treasures in his pocket, and his frustration and jealousy were self-evident.
Does it just retreat quietly and let them return with a full load; or...
Su Zhiyuan's left eyelid jumped inadvertently, with a strong sense of justice, a compassionate sense of worry, and a well-in-intentioned mind to achieve great things. Su Zhiyuan has always evaluated himself in this way, and also asked himself in this way. Therefore, he must not allow a pair of unknown young men and women to take away the treasures of the sword demon like this - who can guarantee that the two of them will not become the second or third sword demon of the poisonous god Lu Cangsheng in time? Who can guarantee that those vicious people in the devil's door will not be greedy to intercept and kill people halfway?
Su Zhiyuan quickly made up his mind: it was time for him to stand up. We should not only try our best to prevent Chu Tian and Qing'er from going astray, but also avoid making them the target of public criticism and sacrificing their lives in vain.
"Why don't I accept them as disciples and correct them? In this way, I can avoid the sword and demon treasures from falling into the hands of treacherous people, and I can also recover the "Faleng Sutra" that has been lost for many years for Longhua Zen Temple, and the righteous way can attract two young talents. It can be said that the merits of killing three carvings with one stone are infinite."
Thinking of this, Su Zhiyuan "hula" unfolded the "Autumn Wind Cold Painting Fan" in his hand slowly walked out of the hiding place, and a kind smile appeared on his thin face and said, "Two little friends, it's a pleasure to meet you! Su Zhiyuan, the elder of Yu Yutian, I don't know who are the teachers of the two friends?
According to his imagination, he first reported his name and origin. Even if the young man and woman did not know him, he should bow down respectfully and greet him, and then answer politely.
However, he didn't count his good luck today. The boys and girls in front of them have been wandering since childhood. They have grown up in blackmail and are slowly strong in bullying. They have a deep understanding of rogue villains, and have never been respectful and courteous to deal with rogue villains.
Su Zhiyuan also deserves Su Zhiyuan's bad luck. Chu Tian and Qinger have been walking in the land for a short time, so no one knows the origin of the two. If Su Zhiyuan knew that the fact that the eight real masters and apprentices of the Bidongzong were slaughtered overnight was originally closely related to Chu Tian and Qinger. How could he dare to look down on Chu Tian and Qinger so much?
Chu Tian's eyes became cold, and he asked hardly, "What's the matter with you?"
Su Zhiyuan said unhappily, "This child is so unbred, and he must be a child of the devil!"
He shook the autumn wind cold painting fan and sighed, "Little brother, do you know that your lives are in danger?"
Qing'er sneered and said, "You don't have to be alarmist and scare us. If you want to take the baby, just take it!"
Su Zhiyuan had a headache and said with a dry smile, "My little sister misunderstood. Yu Yutian is a righteous and famous family. He has always been open and aboveboard, and he is not a greedy and despicable person. However... Pifu is innocent and guilty. If you carry the sword and demon treasure at a young age, you will definitely attract the robbery of the three mansions of the Demon Gate. I'm afraid you can't leave the ice wind virtual world alive.
"There is no fourth person here. If you don't say it, who would know that we took away the sword demon treasure?" As the saying goes, Chu Tian has basically concluded that Su Zhiyuan's intention is not good. Hearing him so "bitter", he is very disgusted with this person's hypocrisy and cunning.
"Brother, I believe he won't speak." Qing'er suddenly smiled and said, "Otherwise, how can this elder Yu Yu Tiansu, who kindly reminds us, swallow the sword demon treasure safely and alone?"
Su Zhiyuan was stunned. At least he was also known as Zhengdao Zhi Duoxing. He has always been eloquent and witty. Even a dead person can cry. However, the two juniors are like the stone in the toilet, which is smelly and hard. The sharp words are really hard to deal with, which makes him very much trouble.
"It seems that the two little friends still can't believe it. Well, I'll escort you away from the ice wind first!"
"Get out!" Chu Tian only used one word to represent his attitude.
There is a kind of person who is in a high position, talking about benevolence, righteousness and morality, and doing things with both hands.
Any words are superfluous to deal with this kind of person. Just ask him to get out of here.
The smile on Su Zhiyuan's face suddenly stiffened, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. An elder Yu Yutian was worthless in the eyes of Chu Tian and Qinger!
He sighed and said, "I would have lighted the moon in my heart, but the moon shines on the ditch!" It's a pity that you two are so deeply possessed that there is no way to treat it, and you turn a deaf ear to my kind persuasion. For the sake of the billionaire Li Shu in the world, Su can only take you back to Yu Yu Tian's face wall to take care of you. He only hopes to change your mind!"
Qing'er had been impatient with Su Zhiyuan's entanglement for a long time. Seeing that his poor dagger finally exposed the fox's tail, Luo Xiu raised gently without hesitation, and a black magic gushed out.
Su Zhiyuan snorted in a low voice, "Ranyun Feisha, it turns out that you are Lin Yingxu's apprentices and grandchildren?" The autumn wind cold painting fan shook in front of the chest, and a golden light wind appeared.
This golden light wind is intertwined with tens of millions of small light, making a whining bass towards the chaotic clouds and flying sand.
"Bum!" A black gas and a golden wind in mid-air hit a place fiercely, spreading like a mushroom cloud.
Chu Tian and Qing'er were born and died several times to deal with strong enemies, and their cooperation became more and more and more familiar.
As soon as Qinger hit the clouds and flying sand, Chu Tian put his sword straight into Su Zhiyuan's throat.
"Cangyun Yuanchen Sword? It turned out that the sword fell into the boy's hands. No wonder he could easily get the sword magic treasure!"
Su Zhiyuan waved the autumn wind cold painting fan on the sword, raised his breath and patted his palm on the top of Chu Tian's head.
But his figure was immediately shocked and said, "No, how can I forget that I can't lift my breath here!"
A divine power of more than ten thousand suddenly appeared in the void, which pressed him back to the leaf surface of his jumping body.
Su Zhiyuan's chest was full of blood, and his left palm move couldn't help but collapse.
Chu Tian took advantage of the opportunity to enter, and a "thousands of holes" punched Su Zhiyuan heavily.
Su Zhiyuan hurriedly transported the "Shangqing Lingbao Zhenqi" to press down the blood in his chest, and the big sleeves were like a blue cloud flying forward to sweep the Rizhao God Fist.
"Boh-bo-bo!" The subtlety of Yu Yutian's "long-sleeved good dance formula" is still above the "water is poor and cloud sleeves" of Bidong Sect, which is meticulous and impeccable.
Chu Tian hit Su Zhiyuan's sleeve with thousands of punches, which was completely resolved by his strength. It seemed that the King Kong pestle smashed it down fiercely, but all of them hit the cotton ball.
Chu Tian's heart was cold, and he suddenly saw the "autumn wind cold painting fan" in Su Zhiyuan's right hand swirling like a wheel to his throat.
"Bang!" Qinger stood in the distance, and Yan Fu's magic whip circled around Chu Tian like a red dragon, drawing a cold painting fan in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Three people come and go, fighting on the top of the giant tree. In a blink of an eye, there are more than 30 rounds.
Su Zhiyuan tried his best to despise the enemy, and the autumn wind cold painting fan flew like a knife, gradually suppressing Chu Tian and Qinger.
Due to the influence of the prohibition in the ice and wind, neither side can use their physical methods to avoid it, and can only hit the wheat with the tip of the needle.
Chu Tian's Cangyun Yuanchen sword and Qing'er's Yan Fu magic whip are far and close to each other. Originally, in terms of cultivation, Su Zhiyuan has reached the eleventh level of the holy level of "pu's simple realm". He is far superior, but he can't get any advantage from Chu Tian and Qing'er for a moment.
He was surprised to find that Chu Tian and Qinger's moves were extremely round and sophisticated, or as big as a ghost, or as small and fierce as a needle and thread, not like a fledgling junior at all, but more similar to a demon master who has experienced a hundred battles.
Although with his deep skills, he can also win by bullying the weak. However, Chu Tian and Qinger's breath is long and tenacious, and it may not work if they want to win or lose another 30 rounds.
At ordinary times, Su Zhiyuan doesn't care about bullying the little face, but at present, the master of nearly a thousand demons is going all out to rush to the giant tree. I just took the lead and took half a step forward. If you wait until the three mansions of the devil's gate or other masters of the five schools of righteousness arrive, don't say that you will swallow the magic treasure alone. It's not easy to get a piece of the pie!
After a trade-off between the gains and losses of interests, Su Zhiyuan had no intention to fight fiercely and suddenly urged Zhenyuan to pour the autumn wind cold painting fan.
"Wow--" The golden light of the autumn wind cold painting fan flew out of his hand angrily, in the air of one into two, two into four, four into eight... There are eight or eighty-sixty-four fan virtual shadows, spread all over the sky in gossip, surrounding Chu Tian and Qinger in a stormy sea of rage.
"Great Yitian Performance Array!" Qing'er's face changed slightly, and she quickly leaned closer to Chu Tian. Yan Fu's magic whip rolled up a bunch of vermilion sky waves, protecting the front and back and right.
Su Zhiyuan's whole body was light and foggy, and his left hand pinched the seal like a flower. The rapid calculation of the "Skyscraper Cloud Pillar" on the spiritual platform drove sixty-four fan shadows to change all kinds of changes, and attacked the two people.
Listening to his long roar, he has already calculated the cover door in the Qinger whip method. Sixty-four fan shadows suddenly condensed into gossip figures, and all kinds of visions of wind, thunder, water, fire, heaven and earth.
"Boom!" A mass of optical cables exploded in the wind, Qinger stammered back softly, and the pillar of skyscrapers was broken.
Su Zhiyuan hit the iron while it was hot, and the magic seal of his left hand changed continuously. The eight visions in the air suddenly condensed into the four mythical beasts of the green dragon, white tiger, rosefinch and Xuanwu, breaking the remnants of the magic whip and attacking the two.
"Qing'er, step back, let me do it!" Chu Tian stood up to protect Qinger. Cang Yun Yuanchen's auspicious clouds were flying and colorful, and he waved a move of "flying immortals outside the sky" to attack Su Zhiyuan before the four mythical beasts were encircled.
His left fist condensed ten successes to hit the strongest and most powerful "Big Sun Buddha" in the Rizhao God Fist. The eighteen fists were surging and more than one wave, surging in the air, and colliding head-on with the four mythical beasts!