There weren't many disciples in the Ethereal Peak, but the number of people didn't mean everything, and the sudden changes and resistance gave Qing Cang a surprise counterattack, which made him look very embarrassed.

Yin Xuezhu picked up the sword body and pulled the long sword out of the belly of the brave cold, and the sword was covered with a layer of white snow line.

"Don't panic! Array! Qing Cang's palms were pushed out, and he saw the scene of flesh and blood flying again, the disciples of the Red Lotus Holy Sect couldn't resist the attack of the Ethereal Peak, and the sudden attack made them even more confused, and after a while, they saw several arms and thighs falling from the sky with scarlet blood stains.

Qing Cang didn't say a word, and picked up a spear from the ground - he didn't think about doing it himself, at least in his expectations, taking the Elixir Valley was just a matter of taking advantage of the situation, he observed the disciples of the Elixir Valley for many days, these people were stubborn and rebellious by nature, it was best to start, how could he have thought that he would kill an ethereal peak halfway?

What made him even more unacceptable was that there was blood in his eyes and tears in his eyes.

The Great Elder had just died, and his bones were not cold, and Qing Cang saw that they had white scarves tied to their foreheads one by one, and the swords in their hands had no moral restraints, and turned into a sharp weapon that killed people, which was even more unstoppable.

Seeing that the general trend has gone, Qing Cang is not reconciled, and his twenty-year plan will be ruined. He glared at Yin Xuezhu and Nie Qingge viciously, and ordered:

"The brigade is in formation, the queen of the palace protects me thoroughly, the assault phalanx is formed, and according to the second plan, the young lady will be snatched back!"

Qing Cang gave an order, and the spear in his hand was suddenly opened, and a deep black mana poured from his finger bones into the body of the spear, turning around and stabbing towards Nie Qingge—his purpose was naturally Linlang in Nie Qingge's arms.

The latter was not in a hurry, raised his sword with his backhand, only to hear a ding, and the sword body turned into powder-like jade shatters.

Qingcang was overjoyed, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, and more than a dozen personal guards around him were pressing step by step, and the soldiers who lined up in a long formation did not have the mana of life, but the power of the spear head like a dragon was already very tricky, not to mention that the strength of this thorny head Qingcang should not be underestimated.

Nie Qingge had seen him make a move with his own eyes, and he knew that this madman's strength had greatly improved in the past twenty years, and now his mana was even more unfathomable—he could have had everything he wanted, and now, Linlang's soul seemed to be his prey.

"Don't think about it." Nie Qinghe's eyes flashed, and he looked at Qing Cang, who was retreating step by step, his eyes were red.

"Let's get caught." Qing Cang smiled, flew down, and the spear in his hand stabbed out.

Nie Qingge flickered sideways, Qing Cang was not in a hurry, as soon as Fang took off his hand, the body of the spear twisted and changed shape, becoming a rust-colored filthy dragon, swallowing the cold flames that corroded everything, and twisted towards Nie Qingge's neck.

At the same time, Qing Cang was not idle, he approached on this turbid dragon, and the palms of both hands were dark purple.

Nie Qingge understood that this was the poisonous Gu that Huang Qi gave him.

Since the two have joined forces, it is not surprising to think that they have such a move.

Nie Qingge gasped, hugged Linlang and retreated. In addition to retreating, he seemed to have no other way, the original strength of Qing Cang was already in the spot, few people were his opponents, and now he had this burden in his hands, plus the demon cult gangsters who were chasing after him under his feet, the situation was even more precarious.

"Don't forget, there's me!"

At this moment, Yin Xuezhu, who pierced through the array with a cold face and appeared in front of the two of them as if she had entered a no-man's land. Originally, she was obstructed by Qing Cang's formation with a large number of disciples, but with just a sword, she opened a snow-covered road, directly separating the array.

A seat in white galloped over, Yin Xuezhu saw that Nie Qingge's momentum was not good, so he stepped forward with his sword and attacked Qing Cang's heart with one move.

When Qing Cang saw the woman in white, he was even more frightened. As early as the last time he returned to Lingtai Mountain, he had met with this woman, and he had already learned her benefits and disadvantages, and now he came with a sword, like a cold beast.

Helpless, Qing Cang withdrew his kick and picked up a long sword. He handed the sword with his backhand and mediated with Yin Xuezhu. Unexpectedly, this Yin Xuezhu is a life-saving style of play, only attacking but not defending, and the move is to end up with Qing Cang.

Seeing that Nie Qingge had already taken a breather, Qing Cang gritted his teeth, withdrew the turbidity dragon, held the gun in his backhand, and entangled with Yin Xuezhu. He held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, and two blades, one long and one short, danced in the air.

Yin Xuezhu gritted her teeth against each other, but found that her stamina was becoming more and more insufficient. This Qingcang slashed at himself with a shot, baring his teeth and sword, and he actually sharpened out sparks. Her wrist was sore, and the latter sword stabbed again, Yin Xuezhu gritted her teeth and wanted to dodge, the tip of the sword seemed to have eyes, like a poisonous snake, and it bit her chest fiercely.

The wound wasn't deep, but it stained her chest red in an instant. The white robe was covered with red blood like a delicate stamen.

Yin Xuezhu coughed, his brows tightened, Qing Cang was not in love with war, he took advantage of this gap to sacrifice the flying sword, and cast a ten thousand sword tricks to seal the way. When this sword trick was used, I saw the sound of gold and iron clashing from the long sword that covered the sky and the sun, and even a little noisy, as if countless bees were swirling and shrouded Yin Xuezhu's side.

She hurriedly held her sword and tried to withdraw, but with this movement, the blood in her chest gushed out desperately, and she couldn't resist it anymore. In desperation, Yin Xuezhu could only turn around and hold down her chest, but the sword technique had completely covered her.

"You villain—this ......" Yin Xuezhu's eyes were red, she saw the fierce momentum of this sword technique, and suddenly her voice choked: "This is the Yin family's mastery, the secret technique, you ...... Ahem, where did you steal it from, you shameless scum?! ”

Qing Cang playfully glanced at Yin Xuezhu who was trapped inside, and said with a smile: "There are such stupid women in the world, who can sacrifice everything for a man, what is the family heirloom?" Your eldest sister was the most familiar move, have you forgotten it? ”

Qing Cang turned around with a smile, looked at Nie Qingge, who was a little embarrassed, and was not in a hurry to pursue, he threw his spear, stabbed Nie Qingge's retreat with a bang, and said provocatively: "There are no more people who are disappointed, I will accompany you to have a good time." ”

He chuckled, the corners of Nie Qingge's eyes twitched, and he saw that the battle situation behind Qing Cang was becoming more and more unfavorable to the Ethereal Peak—after all, he was an absolute disadvantage in numbers, and in this battle, he could wipe out the entire Righteous Path Martial Arts.

"You're going to sacrifice your own daughter for such a stupid purpose?" Nie Qingge was not in a hurry to make a move, he asked again: "Including the fact that you received me well, is this also the reason?" ”

"Don't pretend—" Qing Cang said: "Others don't know, don't you understand either?" Your approach to this woman—what my daughter—was a mistake in her birth, and you approached her because you were attracted by her incomparable spirit. Don't say you don't know, how can her quality of being chiseled for centuries be what ordinary people can have? If such a soul is refined, I don't need to explain what it means to you and me, right? ”

Nie Qingge's eyebrows were raised, twitching, he suddenly felt the anger in his heart burning for no reason, looking at the man in front of him who was devoured by desire, he poked out a flying sword half a foot long from his wrist, and said, "She is a person!" ”

"So what!" Qing Cang stopped talking nonsense, and grabbed the sword and stabbed it.

Nie Qingge was amazed by Qing Cang's unparalleled combat power. He shook his head, and Nie Qingge's entire arm was numb, let alone resisting. Immediately afterwards, the majestic mana that swallowed mountains and rivers gathered and did not disperse, and around Qing Cang's body, it seemed like a heavy pressure all the time, making him breathless.

Linlang's body was weak and confused, and as the venom gradually eroded, the sweat on her forehead rose into the air from time to time - Nie Qingge knew that delay was not good for her, and she had to find a solution as soon as possible.

"Stop struggling." Qing Cang smiled: "I'm here to play with you for three days and three nights, but this girl doesn't seem to be able to wait." But it doesn't matter, the most taboo thing for long-lived people is boring, and having a stunned young man like you to play with me is also a great joy in life. ”

Qing Cang kept making provocative remarks, but this Nie Qingge didn't say anything. Although his strength was poor, Nie Qingge acted cautiously enough and only took a defensive position, and Qing Cang couldn't help him for a while.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time, but the Ethereal Peak was about to be unable to hold on. The disciples shrunk into a circle, although the momentum did not decrease, but the casualties were getting bigger and bigger, and the well-trained Demon Sect members were not something that the Jianghu Wanderers could easily resist.

"The surname is Nie, you see." Qing Cang said: "Your fellow disciple is almost unable to hold on." I think, how are you going to break this game. ”

Nie Qingge frowned, looked at Linlang in his arms, saw the painful look on her face, and looked at the sky again, a little helpless. If the Heavenly Dao is alarmed here, it will inevitably make the life path of these ten lifetimes even more twists and turns...... But......

Nie Qingge gritted his teeth and turned around to make a move, when he suddenly saw Qing Cang's face change.

Mixed emotions emerge on the dark blue side face—first surprise, anger, then sneer, indifference, and finally a high-minded playful look. His eyes were not on Nie Qingge, but on behind him - Yin Xuezhu.

Nie Qingge also saw Yin Xuezhu.

The white body of Yin Xuezhu's body was dyed red, and his originally cold and arrogant face was both resentful and painful. She hugged her arms, one by one, and slowly came to Qing Cang, holding a dark blue sword in one hand, holding it horizontally on her chest, and the blood stains scattered like cherry blossoms wandered around her body.

"You've got it." Qing Cang looked at this woman with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but shake his head: "If you are not so obsessed, you are also a good woman, there is a kind." actually gave up an arm to break out of my ten thousand sword tricks, you are also a unique woman in the world! ”

"Bah." Yin Xuezhu threw it and threw half of her arm to the ground, blood gushing out. She didn't even look at her eyes, her eyes flickered, and her face was crawling with thick blood - only when she looked at Nie Qingge, there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes - but this was also fleeting, and all the resentment condensed in her body turned into mana condensed by ice crystals.

She blocked the wound with ice to prevent the blood from gushing.

"Less nonsense, take your life!" Yin Xuezhu only had one arm and one sword, but she didn't hesitate for a moment, and her body stabbed at Qing Cang coldly and arrogantly, the latter saw that her straight sword blade was like a melting snowflake, cold but fleeting, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

"Stupid." He said.

Backhand, sword raised, horizontal grip.

With just three simple movements, Yin Xuezhu's body came to an abrupt halt, and a sword momentum was cut off by the waist - if it weren't for the thick ice covering his body, I'm afraid that his body would be cut in two at this time.

Qing Cang glanced at it playfully and said, "There are two times." ”

He held his sword and came to Yin Xuezhu.