Pushing the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 109 Killing Yuan Tao

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

"Since the reinforcements haven't arrived, we can only rely on ourselves. Qingcheng belongs to us, so go out to meet the enemy!"

"Fight to the death with the devil's thieves!"

Du Mingcheng, Qi Feng and several Qingcheng sect elders followed Yuan Tao without saying a word, with solemn expressions, and rushed out of the mountain gate.

"Master, let's go."

Liu Zhiyun nodded and said cautiously.

Li Qiu slowly looked away from Mount Qingcheng.

Along the way, the enmity between him and the Qingcheng faction was not insignificant.

But in the past, my martial arts were not yet great, and I was always on the weak side. I was worried about being chased by the Qingcheng faction, so I hurriedly left the Northland and went south to look for strange beasts.

During those days when he was on the road and practicing martial arts, he felt urgent all the time. The existence of the Qingcheng School was like a sharp sword hanging over his head, forcing him to improve his martial arts quickly.

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

Now it was finally his turn, leaving the Qingcheng faction shrouded in his shadow to be in a state of panic all day long.

Li Qiu breathed out a turbid breath, and walked up Qingcheng Mountain. Liu Zhiyun and several Demon Sect Masters bowed their heads slightly, and followed behind respectfully.

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

People from the two sides watched from a distance, the demon sect members showed murderous intent on their faces, while the Qingcheng sect members trembled, as if they were being targeted by a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, with a little fear on their faces.

There was a haze between the brows on Yuan Tao's old face, he looked at the reactions of the disciples around him, and shouted loudly.

"The disciples of Qingcheng follow me, and kill all the thieves from the Demon Sect!"

The Demon Sect puts too much pressure on the Qingcheng faction, and they cannot be allowed to wait in place. Waiting for such a long time for the Demon Sect to come up will gradually increase the fear in their hearts, and may cause some disciples to collapse directly.

Panic is contagious, and it is estimated that before the demon sect could kill them, they were already in chaos and defeated.

"kill!"

Yuan Tao let out a low cry, and led Du Mingcheng and several elders of the Qingcheng sect to rush forward, leading a group of disciples of the Qingcheng sect to kill the demon sects on the mountainside.

kill!

Seeing that the Qingcheng faction took the initiative to kill and descend the mountain, Yang Chengjiang's eyes were contemptuous, and his face showed ferocity, and he also gave a low shout.

No need for him to say anything, the group of demon sect members already raised their swords and rushed to the mountain faster than before, like beasts seeing their prey!
Two torrents, one green and one black, collided quickly.

For a moment, the swords clashed, and the screams and wailing were endless, covering Qingcheng Mountain.

The solemnity and tranquility of Qingcheng Mountain in the past was completely broken, and turned into a bloody battlefield.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, the corpses fell down, and the blood merged into a trickle along the stone steps and flowed down the mountain.

When Li Qiu led his men to the mountainside, Yang Chengjiang and Yuan Tao had already fought more than ten moves, and the two were tied.

Yuan Tao was old and frail, so he was bound to lose after dozens of moves, but Li Qiu couldn't wait that long.

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

Those who lost were all his people, and the battle situation needed to be quelled quickly.

With a movement of Li Qiu's eyes, he stomped across the ground and came between Yang Chengjiang and Yuan Tao like a ghost.

When Yuan Tao saw Li Qiu appearing suddenly, a look of horror flashed across his face. He guessed Li Qiu's identity at a glance. Who else could be so young in the Demon Sect and so high in lightness kung fu.

His long-time friend Han Kuan, the six-door catcher, would not have died in Falling Eagle Valley if it wasn't for Li Qiu's superb lightness kung fu.

"Master of the Demon Sect, you..."

Without waiting for Yuan Tao to say anything, Li Qiu slapped him with his palm, his inner strength was strong, and he passed across the sky.

Yuan Tao's heart was shaken, feeling a strong threat, he swung his sword to slash with sharp sword energy.

boom!
The sword energy dissipated, and the tyrannical inner strength continued to attack Yuan Tao. His face changed drastically and he quickly blocked it with his sword, and his feet were knocked back a few steps.

Li Qiu walked in front of Yuan Tao in two steps, and reached out to grab the long sword in his hand.

Yuan Tao was puzzled, but a stern look appeared on his face. With a flick of his wrist, the sharp sword tip turned and stirred, like a strange python tumbling across rivers and seas, and killed Li Qiu.

Li Qiu's face did not fluctuate, his hands were like iron claws and steel tongs, he grabbed the inner strength attached to the sword, and grasped the edge of the sword and squeezed it hard.

Kaka!A sound of gold and iron twisting and deforming came to Yuan Tao's ears.

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

I saw the decisive long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword held by Li Qiu was easily squeezed into twisted scrap iron like it was made of paper.

Li Qiu stretched out his other hand 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 forceful force, which scratched his palm and his flesh was torn.

Li Qiu looked indifferent, grabbed the edge of the sword and casually threw the long sword aside.

The long sword fell to the ground with a bang and made a sound of gold and iron.

The person who had been paying close attention to the fight between the two came back to his senses, looked at the long sword on the ground, and then at Li Qiu's ordinary hand, with a strong horror remaining on his face.

Yang Chengjiang also stood aside blankly, he didn't expect Li Qiu to have such a powerful horizontal kung fu in addition to his incomparably solid inner strength, his eyes were filled with horror, and he looked at Li Qiu with even more awe.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the hand holding the sword felt a sharp pain, but Yuan Tao couldn't even utter a cry of pain.

His neck was pinched by Li Qiu's hands like iron clamps, his face was flushed, the veins on his forehead were bulging, his face was distorted, his expression was painful, and he couldn't even cry out in pain even if he had difficulty breathing.

Li Qiu loosened his strength slightly so that Yuan Tao would not die, and turned around to look at Yang Chengjiang.

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

"The descendant will not be killed! Put down the weapon in your hand! Otherwise, your head will die here immediately!"

Du Mingcheng, Qi Feng and the others had already suffered terribly under the siege of dozens of hall masters of the Kunwu Sect. Seeing that Yuan Tao's life was in danger after being captured, they hesitated for a moment and put down their weapons.

If it wasn't for Li Qiu's explanation earlier, the few people would have died before this time.

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

Li Qiu casually carried Yuan Tao and walked up the Qingcheng Mountain. The disciples of the Qingcheng School were escorted by the Kunwu sect, and they also walked up the mountain.

A moment later, in the main hall of the Qingcheng faction.

Li Qiu's eyes were indifferent, looking at Du Mingcheng and the others in the hall, he spoke slowly.

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

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

Click!

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

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

(End of this chapter)