The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 301 Lifting the Sword to Destroy Qingcheng

The mountain wind blew across the Qingcheng Cliff, and the disciples of the Qingcheng Poison Sect who had committed many crimes were slaughtered by Li Chang'an.

From the dungeon behind the Hundred Poisons General Altar, a dozen or so ragged villagers came out tremblingly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Li Changan repeatedly.

Li Changan waved them to go down by themselves. Although he was standing on the top of the cliff, he could already hear the noise of people outside the mountain gate, and the villagers and policemen from the bottom of the mountain had already come up.

The group of villagers who had survived the catastrophe supported each other and left. Li Changan passed through the main altar of all poisons and came to the Sovereign Cave.

It's a bit strange that the suzerain of Qingcheng Hundred Poison Sect hasn't come out yet.

Li Chang'an turned his head and glanced at the corpses of poisonous sects everywhere, snorted coldly, and slapped the stone gate in front of him.

The stone door shattered, but three figures walked out of the hole.

Li Changan frowned, could it be that the Qingcheng Poison Sect still has three suzerains?

But the person who came out was an old man with a long white beard in a Chinese tunic suit on the left, and a young man with a long sword on his back and calm eyes on the right. There was only one person in the middle, wearing a multicolored robe embroidered with The five poisonous insects.

This guy in a colorful robe is the suzerain of the Qingcheng Poison Sect. At this moment, his eyes are wide open, watching his disciples and grandchildren being slaughtered in the mountain sect, the anger and pain made his whole body tremble.

Li Changan looked at the three people in front of him, the wooden sword was across his shoulders, and the wine in the gourd had been drunk, he licked his lips and said in a deep voice: "Irrelevant people, get out, today I am here to slaughter the Qingcheng Poison Sect."

The young man with the long sword on the right walked out angrily: "I am Zhuo Yuhua, the No. 30 second-generation successor of Qingcheng Sword Sect, and now I would like to ask your Excellency, can you also be called the successor of Taixuanzong for your brutal and brutal behavior?" ?”

The upright old man on the left gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Yuhua is stepping down. The last words of the Qingcheng Patriarch are here. All Qingcheng disciples must not fight against Taixuanzong Li Changan. This last word is engraved on the Qingcheng Mountain Stone Tablet. We must abide by it." .”

Zhuo Yuhua snorted, and untied the long sword behind his back, but the sword did not come out after all.

He just said angrily: "If it weren't for the rules of the patriarch, I would have to..."

Li Chang'an let out a long cry, and interrupted him: "Qingcheng Chisongzi Daoist received my kindness, and I helped him kill that Qingcheng scumbag old man, that's why he has such a last words. Today, I, Li Changan, put my words here , the favor owed to me by your Patriarch Qingcheng has been cancelled."

After finishing speaking, he returned the wooden sword to his waist, and proudly faced Zhuo Yuhua, "If I draw out the sword, I will be bullying you." As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, a small grass on the ground trembled in the wind, and a long and thin piece of grass trembled. Blades of grass fell into his hands.

Li Changan held the blade of grass, and said to Zhuo Yuhua of Qingcheng Sword Sect, "Let's unleash the sword."

Zhuo Yuhua's face turned red, completely angered by this deep humiliation.

The white-bearded old man on the left held Zhuo Yuhua down, frowned at Li Changan and said, "Senior, Junior Brother Zhuo and I came to the Poison Sect this time to convince Junior Brother Qiandu that he is willing to change his ways and return to Qingcheng Zongmen."

He said while touching his long beard: "I am not talented, but I am the head of the Qingcheng Taoist sect. My wish in my life is to unite the three sects of Qingcheng into one. Senior, you..."

Li Chang'an interrupted him impatiently: "If you correct the evil and return to the right, you should say it to the innocent bones that will die later! Hmph, half of the bones that were killed were children!"

Changqingzi's complexion changed, and he lowered his head and muttered: "Can you, senior, look at my Changqingzi and Qingcheng Daozong's face, and let my junior brother Qiandu be spared? After all, my Qingcheng Daozong also belongs to the Huaxia Taoist sect..."

This sentence of intercession is still not finished, Li Changan has already smirked: "Your face is nothing, so what about Qingcheng Daozong, do you want me to work hard again and kill you Qingcheng Mountain? Huh?"

Changqingzi was short of breath, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood, this Li Changan not only refused to eat, but also looked down on their Qingcheng faction at all in his words, not only looked down upon, he simply didn't pay attention at all.So angry, so angry, so angry!
Na Zhuo Yuhua saw the elder brother being humiliated, instead he took a deep breath and breathed out slowly, the long sword behind his back made a sound of dragon chant, and the sword light flickered, appearing in the palm of his hand.

This is a treasured sword, Qingcheng Jianzong's unique swordsmanship, named after the ancient pine and bright moon, the thick part of the sword is like a green pine that is not old, and the light part is like the light of a bright moon.

This set of Qingsong Mingyue Sword has been cultivated by Zhuo Yuhua for many years, coupled with the Qingcheng famous sword "Moon Chanting Pine" passed down in his hand, the power is more than doubled.

Zhuo Yuhua looked at the blade of grass in Li Changan's hand, and sneered in his heart. Later, I will let you, the so-called senior Taixuanzong, experience the unique skills of my Qingcheng School Sword Sect. Hmph, not only do I want to win, but I also want to win! It's so beautiful, let Chang Qingzi and Qian Duzi have a look to see who is the number one master of the Qingcheng School.

Zhuo Yuhua raised his head proudly, and shouted: "I respect you as a senior, you should make the move first."

Li Changan let out a hesitation, and the blade of grass popped out of his hand, but it directly passed Zhuo Yuhua's side, and hit the stone wall of the cave behind.

Zhuo Yuhua's eyes flashed, and when he was still in doubt, there was a loud rumbling sound from behind.

He turned around in a daze, and saw the rolling rocks in the Sovereign Cave, which had collapsed in an instant. The slender blade of grass stood proudly on the largest gravel, as if mocking his insecurities. within our means.

Zhuo Yuhua turned around stiffly, the long sword in his hand trembled, this, is this still called swordsmanship?It is simply the power of land missiles!
He is neither going forward nor retreating now. He gritted his teeth for the last time and swung his sword with his life for the honor of the swordsman.

A slender blade of grass appeared on Li Changan's fingertips again, and only a sharp sword cry was heard. Zhuo Yuhua's famous sword "Yueyin Song" was broken into pieces, and the Qingcheng Sword Sect master's chest was broken into pieces. There was even a shocking sword mark, and blood flowed profusely.

However, this was obviously only a minor injury, and Li Changan did not hit hard.

Li Changan nodded with his hands behind his back: "You still have a little courage. For the sake of this courage, I will spare your life. Go back and practice again."

Without saying a word, Zhuo Yuhua wrapped his clothes around the wound, turned around and staggered away.

Li Changan glanced at Chang Qingzi again, Chang Qingzi trembled all over, turned around with his head down, and walked away without daring to make a sound.

Qian Duzi knew that he could not escape this catastrophe, and shouted in a stern voice: "The Huaxia Dao Sect will not allow a demon like you to exist. If you slaughter my Qingcheng Poison Sect, that is breaking the rules of the Dao Sect. Someone came forward to accept you, the devil..."

Li Changan swung his wooden sword, the light of the sword was like lightning, Qian Duzi was speechless, his ugly head flew up, was kicked down the mountain by Li Changan, rolling like a ball.

Li Changan stroked the wooden sword, and did not even look at the slaughtered Qingcheng Poison Sect, but looked towards Jiangning, with a trace of unconcealable sadness in his eyes: Today, the group of demons have tied their hands, and the Poison Sect is annihilated, brother Zuo should be smiling...

(End of this chapter)