Yang Hui is fighting in close combat, Chen Zhe is attacking from behind, and Qin Xin is in the middle and responding from the side.
These three people worked together for the first time, and they actually complemented each other, attacking each other and making up for each other's shortcomings. The effect was surprisingly good.
Qin Xin's Red Xiao Sword is a famous offensive magic weapon in the spiritual world, and it is even more powerful in her hands.
The little girl's attack style was different from her own personality. She was very open-minded and well-mannered, showing the demeanor of everyone. She was worthy of being a practicing disciple from an upright sect.
Although most of Chen Zhe's kung fu was directed by Qin Xin, his upright mentality, combined with his sinister and shameless character, hiding his schemes behind the upright side, made him very difficult to deal with.
The one who is even more clingy is Yang Hui. With his sultry personality and paralyzed facial expression, I didn’t expect that he would be a desperate type when it comes to fighting.
If Yang Hui hadn't fought hand to hand, Tu Qianli might have been able to force his way out.
But now that Yang Hui was using all his deadly moves, Tu Qianli couldn't escape.
Chen Zhe realized the sword strike just now. He felt that his sword seemed to have made some progress compared to yesterday. No matter how flashy it was, it at least had some attack power.
The Emperor's Hate Sword in his hand flickered, and the Shadowless Sword below made a sneak attack. It was like a thousand attempts.
Tu Qianli felt a chill in his ribs and twisted his waist violently to avoid the sneak attack. Unfortunately, Yang Hui's punch hit Tu Qianli's chest.
With Yang Hui's short burst of strength, he could probably kill a cow with one punch, which is comparable to the world's top fighting masters.
"Come on"
Everyone present heard the sound of bones breaking. Tu Qianli bent his waist to avoid Qin Xin's sword, but the little girl hit Tu Qianli's lower back with the hilt of the sword.
For practitioners, it is better to have broken bones than damaged meridians.
Tu Qianli's bones were shattered, and he was hit again by Qin Xin. His body was shaken, but with his many years of experience, he understood that now was the most critical opportunity to escape.
Although he was besieged by three juniors and ran away in embarrassment, he still had his life and let's talk about face.
Chen Zhe slashed his sword, but found that Tu Qianli's body suddenly bent down, and he actually slipped between his legs. His whole body was like a soft noodle, snaking on the ground like a snake. And go.
None of Qin Xin, Chen Zhe and Yang Hui present had ever seen such a weird movement technique. Chen Zhe stabbed Tu Qianli to the ground with just one inch of his sword.
"He wanted to run,"
Tu Qianli's move was probably designed to escape. He suddenly gathered his true energy and exploded suddenly. Neither Chen Zhe nor Qin Xin had the deep accumulation of true energy that he had for decades. They were all shocked back. A few steps.
After such a delay, Tu Qianli used the sneaking technique of the swimming snake, and his body was about a hundred meters away in an instant: "I Tu Qianli will come back soon, and I will make sure that you three juniors will not be able to survive or die."
What a fast speed.
Chen Zhe didn't even think about it, Emperor Hen raised his hand and flew out, turning into a streak of green light.
The magic weapon has a spirit. The Emperor's Hate Sword is weird and domineering. How could it be willing to let Tu Qianli escape under its hand? The sword shook, and struck from above and down in the air, like an eagle attacking its prey.
Chen Zhe unexpectedly discovered that the Emperor's Hate Sword seemed to be more powerful when it was not in his hands.
Fortunately, this was the case. Originally Tu Qianli's hatred for the emperor was ordinary and he didn't think it was such an awesome magic weapon. When he escaped and flew out of Chen Zhe's hand, the momentum of the sword suddenly increased.
"receive,"
Qin Xin gave a soft drink and held the hanging bowl in his hand. The eyeball was controlled by the bowl and turned into a phantom in it.
The little girl raised the hanging bowl: "Go,,"
The hanging bowl sparkles and competes with the bright moon under the night sky. Looking at it casually, I thought there were two moons here.
Tu Qianli was restrained by the power of the hanging bowl, and the emperor's hatred was already hanging on Tu Qianli's head, like the sword of Damocles, cold and terrifying, seeming to choose and devour anyone.
Chen Zhe looked at the hanging bowl thrown by the little girl with envy. This magic weapon seemed to be good. Not only Yaizhen, but also Tu Qianli accepted it without fail. I am afraid it is a rare treasure even in Tianxin Pavilion.
However, Tu Qianli's cultivation was really good. Three people surrounded him and he was still injured. He borrowed so many magic weapons to keep him alive.
Qin Xin let out a sigh of relief: "There is also a hanging bowl, otherwise if he really wants to run away and the Nascent Soul leaves the body, it would be really difficult to keep him."
Qin Xin glanced at Tu Qianli a few times, punched him a few times, and used Tianxin Pavilion's true energy to suppress Tu Qianli's strength.
Qin Xin thought for a while: "How should we deal with him? Bring him back to the Zhou family's old house and let him break the spell of the old man of the Zhou family?"
"Well, this seems to be his lair. Why don't we go in first and take a look, and search for any good things first."
Chen Zhe's heart began to heat up. Judging from Tu Qianli's usual behavior, he probably killed many people, set fire to others, and robbed things. His lair seemed to be here.
This is also an abandoned temple, at least twice as old as the one Tu Qianli stayed in at the beginning.
The three of them walked together. Chen Zhe mentioned Tu Qianli and the three of them walked in.
Chen Zhe lowered his head and saw a trace of ridicule on Tu Qianli.
"Wait a minute, don't go inside yet, see if there are any traps," Chen Zhe shouted.
Qin Xin nodded: "Yes, we have to try it first,"
When he saw Tu Qianli glared at Chen Zhe again, he stopped talking.
At this moment, the people Tu Qianli hates most in the world combined are probably not as hateful as Chen Zhe.
He's shameless and despicable. He's not strong enough, but he's still very bad.
The temple was already in ruins. Qin Xin's sharp eyes saw the sign on the ground: "This is not a Taoist temple, nor does it look like a Buddhist temple. It seems that there are still sects in the world."
Indeed, the architectural style here is indeed different from that of Taoist temples.
Qin Xin used a piece of paper talisman, stuck a piece of her long hair on it, blew on it, made a substitute talisman, and transformed into her appearance.
As soon as this fake Qin Xin came closer, the real energy on it stimulated the formation next to it to react. Countless arrows were shot out, and Qin Xin's substitute talisman immediately screamed and disappeared.
This simple magic circle only reacts when a practitioner approaches, and the arrow is shot from a very tricky position. If Qin Xin had stood there by himself, he would probably suffer a loss.
The little girl glared at Tu Qianli: "You have such a vicious heart."
Tu Qianli glanced at her coldly and said disdainfully: "If you fall into my hands, you will know how cruel my heart is."
After saying this, the old man gave Qin Xin a terrifying smile with bared teeth, indicating intimidation.
But this guy probably forgot that he is a prisoner now.
At first, Qin Xin was indeed frightened by Tu Qianli's weird smile, but she couldn't stop stroking her beating chest and hid behind Chen Zhe: "Hey, now that he's been caught by us, we don't need to be afraid of him, right? Dare to scare me,"
The little girl flew up and kicked Tu Qianli in the face, and a footprint covered in dust stood out in front of her eyes.
"How dare you pretend to be a ghost and scare me? Do you think you are qualified to scare people because of your rare appearance?" Qin Xin gritted her teeth and kicked a few more times, causing smoke and dust to fly everywhere. Tu Qianli was kicked and rolled on the ground several times.
This older generation practitioner who was somewhat prestigious back then was a bit miserable.
Tu Qianli's eyes flashed with resentment and his face turned blue. Apparently he couldn't accept the feeling of being stepped on.
Chen Zhe couldn't stand it anymore: "What's the point of talking about parents? How embarrassing have you made Senior Tu? Also, although Tu Qianli has been caught by us now, it's not because he is not good at studying. We should respect him , at least I won’t hit someone in the face,”
Chen Zhe, who had a strong sense of justice, squeezed over and grabbed Qin Xin: "Hitting someone is not a slap in the face, not to mention that he is a senior, even if he really wants to be beaten... just kick him here a few times, but don't slap him in the face."
Tu Qianli looked at Chen Zhe gratefully. He originally thought that this kid was the most hateful, but now that he looked at it, he at least knew that respecting his seniors wasn't too bad... If they fall into his hands in the future, let him It's good to have a whole body.
Chen Zhe walked over while talking: "You can't hit someone in the face. If you really want to hit someone, you can do this..."
"ah,,"
Tu Qianli's body was like a cooked shrimp, with tears and runny nose flowing out.
Chen Zhe stepped on Tu Qianli's crotch and gently twisted it a few times.
He turned back to Qin Xin and said, "Look, isn't this very civilized? There are no injuries on the face or other things, and it doesn't hurt at all."
"Oh, you're right, but he screamed," Qin Xin asked doubtfully.
"Screaming, you heard it wrong, people will scream when they feel particularly comfortable,"
The two people asked and answered each other, and Tu Qianli burst into tears...
Chen Zhe clapped his hands and his face turned cold: "Aren't you trying to kill me? You chased me all over the street. If it weren't for God's good intentions, I would practice a magical skill and be unable to kill. You would have died ten thousand times." "
Tu Qianli glanced at Chen Zhe with tears in his eyes, "This kid has a Mao magic skill and he ran so embarrassed."
"Let's do this, Senior Tu. It's better to dissolve enemies than to end them. We don't know each other even if we don't fight. I don't remember anything about you trying to kill us. Why don't you undo Mr. Zhou's spell and then take away the things from your home? Give them all to me and let you walk, whatever you think," Chen Zhe negotiated with Tu Qianli sincerely.
Tu Qianli looked at him coldly and said nothing.
But I cursed secretly in my heart: You think I am an idiot. I can survive if I give you the things, but you'd better not fall into my hands."
Chen Zhe smiled: "Look at you, we just had such a great chat, but we had to tear our skin apart, Brother Yihui,"
Yang Hui stood still.
Chen Zhe looked at him: "Brother Yihui, do you know how to torture people?"
Yang Hui frowned and looked at him: "My name is not Yihui,"
"I know, but have you seen Saint Seiya? I think you are as cool as Ikki," Chen Zhe chuckled.
Yang Hui: "You want me to pry his mouth open, but I'm not interested. I only want to save your life."
Well, Yang Hui has always been so cool.
Chen Zhe and Qin Xin punched and kicked Tu Qianli, but Tu Qianli refused to speak and just looked at the two men with hateful eyes.
If killing him can dispel Zhou Ruohai's spell, then Tu Qianli's practice method and how to get into his treasure cache are unknown.
"Wait a minute," Chen Zhe thought of an idea.
He squatted in front of Tu Qianli: "Senior, I know I won't be afraid of killing you, but there is something more worrying than death. Guess what it is,"