Yuan Tao's face was gloomy, he picked up the long sword standing next to the throne, stood up and shouted in a low voice.

"Since the reinforcements have not arrived, we can only rely on ourselves, Qingcheng belongs, go out to meet the enemy!"

"Fight to the death with the thieves of the Demon Gate!"

Du Mingcheng, Qi Feng and several other Qingcheng faction elders were silent, followed behind Yuan Tao, their expressions were serious and solemn, and they rushed to the outside of the mountain gate.

"Master, let's go. ”

Liu Zhiyun bowed his head and said carefully.

Li Qiu slowly withdrew his gaze from Qingcheng Mountain.

Along the way, his grudge with the Qingcheng faction is not deep.

However, his martial arts had not yet been completed before, and he had always been on the weak side, and he had left the north in a hurry because he was worried about the pursuit of the Qingcheng faction and went south to look for strange beasts.

During that time, there was still a normal time to practice on the road, and he felt urgent all the time in his heart, and the existence of the Qingcheng faction was like a sharp sword hanging above his head, forcing him to improve his martial arts quickly.

Although he soon made great progress in martial arts, he was no longer afraid of the Qingcheng faction, and got rid of the pressure given to him by the Qingcheng faction, but that feeling was indeed memorable.

Now it was finally his turn, and the Qingcheng faction was shrouded in his shadow and panicked all day long.

Li Qiu exhaled a breath of turbid air and walked towards Qingcheng Mountain, Liu Zhiyun and several Demon Gate Hall Masters bowed their heads slightly and respectfully followed behind them.

When Yuan Tao and the others rushed to the mountain gate, Yang Chengjiang happened to lead the people up to the mountainside of Qingcheng Mountain.

The people on both sides saw from a distance, the faces of the people on the Demon Gate side showed murderous intent, and the people on the Qingcheng Sect side trembled, as if they were being targeted by bloodthirsty wolves, and their faces showed a little fear.

Yuan Tao had a haze on his old face and eyebrows, and he looked at the reactions of the disciples around him and shouted.

"Qingcheng disciples follow me and kill the thieves of the Demon Gate!"

The Demon Gate put too much pressure on the people of the Qingcheng Sect, and they couldn't let them wait in place, waiting for the Demon Gate to come up for so long would make the fear in their hearts gradually worsen, and it might make some disciples collapse directly.

Panic is contagious, and it is estimated that before the demon gate can be killed, they will be in chaos and unable to form an army.

"Kill!"

Yuan Tao let out a low snort, led Du Mingcheng and several Qingcheng faction elders to rush ahead, and led a group of Qingcheng faction disciples to kill the demon sect on the mountainside.

Kill!

Seeing that the Qingcheng faction took the initiative to kill down the mountain, Yang Chengjiang's eyes were contemptuous, his face showed hideousness, and he also snorted.

He didn't need to say anything, as soon as he killed the Demon Gate, they were already like fierce beasts that had seen their prey, and they raised their swords and soldiers faster than just now to kill the mountain!

Two torrents, one green and one black, soon collided together.

For a while, the blades clashed, and the screams and wails were endless, enveloping Qingcheng Mountain.

In the past, the solemn and quiet of Qingcheng Mountain was completely broken and turned into a bloody battlefield.

Flesh flew and corpses fell, blood trickling down the stone steps down the mountain.

When Li Qiu led people to the mountainside, Yang Chengjiang had already fought with Yuan Tao for more than a dozen moves, and the two were evenly matched.

Yuan Tao is old and decrepit, and he will inevitably lose after dozens of moves, but Li Qiu can't wait that long.

He saw that the disciples of the Qingcheng faction were not enemies, but their subordinates in the future, as well as the Kunwu sect, and every time the two sides fought for a while, many people died.

The losses were all his men, and the battle had to be settled quickly.

Li Qiu's eyes moved, and he stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body looked like a ghost and came to the middle of Yang Chengjiang and Yuan Tao.

Yuan Tao saw Li Qiu suddenly appear, a touch of horror flashed on his face, he guessed Li Qiu's identity at a glance, who else was so young in the Demon Sect and had such a high level of light skills.

His long-time friend Han Kuan, the six-door god hunter, would not have died in the Falling Eagle Valley if it weren't for Li Qiu's high skills.

"Demon Gate Master, you ......"

Without waiting for Yuan Tao to say anything, Li Qiu slapped his palm at him, and his internal strength was fierce, passing through the air.

Yuan Tao's heart was shaken, he felt a strong threat, and swung his sword to slash out a sharp sword qi.

Bang!

The sword qi dissipated, and the strong internal strength continued to attack Yuan Tao, his face changed greatly and he hurriedly resisted with the sword, and his feet were shocked back a few steps.

Li Qiu walked in front of Yuan Tao in two steps, stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword in his hand.

Yuan Tao was puzzled, but a fierce color appeared on his face, and with a twist of his wrist, the sharp sword blade flipped and stirred, like a strange python that crossed the river and the sea, and killed Li Qiu.

Li Qiu's face did not fluctuate, his hand was like an iron claw steel tong, grasping the internal strength attached to the sword, holding the blade of the sword and pinching it hard.

A sound of gold and iron twisting and deformation came into Yuan Tao's ears.

His eyes were round, his face changed drastically, and his expression was dull and frightened, a little incredulous.

I saw that the long sword in his hand, the sword body that was held by Li Qiu's hand, was easily pinched and twisted into twisted scrap iron like a piece of paper.

Li Qiu's other hand stretched out like lightning, grabbed Yuan Tao's neck tightly, and lifted him off the ground with one hand.

The long sword was violently pulled away from Yuan Tao's palm by a force, and his palm was scratched, and his skin and flesh were tattered.

Li Qiu's expression was indifferent, and he grabbed the sword blade and threw the abolished long sword aside.

The sword fell to the ground with a clatter, making a sound of gold and iron.

The person who was faintly concerned about the two of them came back to his senses, looked at the long sword on the ground, and then looked at Li Qiu's usual hand, with a heavy horror on his face.

Yang Chengjiang also stood aside, he didn't expect that Li Qiu, in addition to his incomparably solid internal strength, also had such a powerful horizontal practice of kung fu, his eyes were shocked, and his eyes were even more awe-inspiring when he looked at Li Qiu.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and there was a sharp pain in the hand holding the sword, but Yuan Tao couldn't even let out a scream of pain.

His neck was pinched by Li Qiu's hand like iron tongs, his face was flushed, his forehead was bruised, his face was distorted and his expression was painful, and it was difficult to breathe, let alone cry out in pain.

Li Qiu slightly loosened a little strength in his hand, so as not to let Yuan Tao die, and turned to look at Yang Chengjiang.

Yang Chengjiang woke up like a dream and shouted to the disciples of the Qingcheng faction.

"Don't kill those who surrender! Put down your weapons! Otherwise, your head will die here immediately!"

Du Mingcheng and Qi Feng had already been besieged by dozens of hall masters of Kunwumen, and at this time, seeing that Yuan Tao's life was in danger, he put down the weapon in his hand after a little hesitation.

If it weren't for Li Qiu's earlier explanation, several people would have died at this time.

The disciples of the Qingcheng faction followed Du Mingcheng and several others also put down their weapons one after another.

Li Qiu casually carried Yuan Tao and walked to Qingcheng Mountain, and the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were escorted by the Kunwu Sect and also walked to the mountain.

For a moment, in the main hall of the Qingcheng faction.

Li Qiu's eyes were indifferent, he looked at Du Mingcheng and a few people in the hall, and slowly spoke.

"I didn't come to the Qingcheng faction to kill, but to subdue you. ”

When Du Mingcheng and the others heard this, their expressions were slightly relieved.

Click!

Suddenly, Li Qiu pinched Yuan Tao's neck and threw his body aside like garbage.

"However, Yuan Tao can no longer be the head of the Qingcheng faction!"