I am the Snake Taoist

Seizing the perfect moment, Qin Qiu used the recoil from the ejected black sphere to exert force with his only remaining arm.

He grabbed Tuoba Hong's hand, turned around, and threw him out.

He himself fell to the ground.

Tuoba Hong was thrown into the entrance by Qin Qiu, and Gongshu Yuan manipulated the Thousand Machine Rings, turning them into a pair of large hands to catch him.

Qin Qiu, who had fallen to the ground, had a sharp sword pointed at his neck.

Wang Wei looked at Qin Qiu with a gloomy expression.

Zhang Zui also landed behind Qin Qiu, staring at Wang Wei with murderous intent.

Two humanoid puppets surrounded Wang Wei, with sharp thorns protruding from their palms, aimed at Wang Wei's vital points.

Zhang Zui was truly enraged this time.

It wouldn't matter if Tuoba Hong died; it was just a small trick he wanted to use to disgust the Moral Sect.

But if Qin Qiu died... he couldn't even imagine what kind of disaster the wrath of that Lord of the Witch Vein would bring to him and the Mechanical Hall.

Qin Qiu gasped for breath, his throat already feeling uncomfortable, but he was thankful that he had bet correctly.

Wang Wei's eyes were so cold that they could freeze people, and the murderous aura around him was impossible to contain.

Qin Qiu found it difficult to breathe in such a murderous aura.

But his eyes were still sharp, and his usually squinted eyes were forced open, revealing a pair of scarlet snake pupils filled with disdain and mockery.

"I bet you don't dare..."

After saying that, Qin Qiu moved his neck slightly towards the tip of the sword.

"Drip..."

A drop of bright red blood fell, sounding like thunder in the silent surroundings.

Wang Wei gritted his teeth!

Looking at Qin Qiu, his eyes were full of struggle, maintaining rationality on the verge of rage.

He was torn between killing Qin Qiu with one strike and facing the consequences, or enduring this humiliation and returning to be punished.

In the end, reason prevailed.

Wang Wei slowly took half a step back, and Gongshu Yuan and the others inside the door breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Zui controlled the two puppets to guard in front of him, looking at Wang Wei with vigilance.

He saw clearly that Wang Wei's eyes were always on Tuoba Hong inside the door, and if this kid was pushed too far, he might forcefully break in.

Thinking of this, Wang Wei moved.

He slashed his sword at the Mechanical Hall's residence, and the sharp sword energy collided fiercely with the formation on the Ghost Mother Palace.

"Wang Wei, you little brat, how dare you trespass into my Mechanical Hall's residence!"

Zhang Zui shouted and rushed up to fight Wang Wei fiercely.

Qin Qiu seized the opportunity and rushed into the Mechanical Hall's residence.

Qin Qiu lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and a sense of frustration arose in his heart as he watched the two fighting outside the formation.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spat on the ground, and the bright red blood made the surrounding people feel worried.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"Serpent Taoist, are you okay?"

Gongshu Yuan and Tuoba Hong came to Qin Qiu's side, looking at him with worried eyes.

"I'm fine, don't worry..."

"Boss, your voice..."

Gongshu Yuan looked at Qin Qiu with a surprised expression.

At this moment, Qin Qiu's voice had changed, without the previous gentleness and youthfulness. Now, when Qin Qiu spoke, it sounded like two pieces of glass rubbing together, harsh and sharp.

Qin Qiu himself felt this too.

At this time, Zhang Zui landed, and when he saw everyone surrounding Qin Qiu, he immediately became nervous.

"Qin Qiu, what's wrong? Are you injured?"

Zhang Zui carefully checked Qin Qiu before he felt relieved.

"It's nothing, just some damage to my throat. It can't be helped."

"It's hard for others to understand your Witch Vein's supernatural powers. Why don't you ask Lord Wu Xian?"

Hearing Zhang Zui's words, everyone around him felt relieved.

"Elder Zhang, has Wang Wei been driven back by you?"

Gongshu Yuan seemed to suddenly react.

"That kid is most afraid of death. Seeing that there was no chance to take this kid away, he retreated on his own."

Zhang Zui pointed his finger at Tuoba Hong and said in a relaxed tone.

But Qin Qiu didn't think the same as them. When Zhang Zui landed just now, Qin Qiu took a look.

There was a long sword mark on one of Zhang Zui's puppets, almost splitting it in half.

Wang Wei should have lost his composure under his own ridicule and was found an opportunity to be driven back by Zhang Zui.

And Zhang Zui, facing the furious Wang Wei, naturally couldn't be so relaxed.

He must have suffered some injuries, but he might have been holding on for the sake of the Mechanical Hall's reputation, or because he didn't want Gongshu Yuan to worry, so he didn't show it.

At this moment, the battle in the sky also came to an end, and the man whom Tuoba Hong called Uncle Qing flew straight towards the Mechanical Hall's residence.

Obviously, this Uncle Qing had won.

And the hunchbacked Grand Elder's phantom also slowly landed, but the phantom became very faint, as transparent as if it was about to dissipate.

The moment the hunchbacked Grand Elder landed, he took Wang Wei, who was planting his sword on the ground, and hid in the Moral Sect's residence, and activated the formation.

At this moment, at the Mechanical Hall's residence, the middle-aged man named Uncle Qing landed.

His face was a little pale, and a pair of cyan vertical pupils carried a strong evil aura, as if two团 flames were burning in them.

"Uncle Qing, are you okay?"

Tuoba Hong hurriedly stepped forward to support the man.

"Cough cough, I'm fine."

"My name is Qing Wu, thank you, fellow Daoist, for protecting Little Hong. The City of Atonement will definitely repay you handsomely in the future."

"City of Atonement, are you talking about that City of Atonement?"

Zhang Zui looked at Qing Wu with a somewhat unbelievable expression.

"Naturally, it's that City of Atonement."

Qing Wu's expression was like this, but he inevitably coughed a few times.

Obviously, the battle in the sky was not so easy, and the battle between the Moral Sect's Grand Elder and Qing Wu seemed to be neither a win nor a loss, but a lose-lose situation.

"I am Zhang Zui, an elder of the Mechanical Hall. Nice to meet you."

"Hahaha. Fellow Daoist, please come in. Standing at the door makes my Mechanical Hall seem so ignorant of etiquette!"

The smile on Zhang Zui's face gradually became exaggerated, wishing he could keep Qing Wu for ten days and a half months.

"I can't stay long. I have to hurry and take my nephew back for treatment."

"Treatment? I wonder what kind of illness it is? My Mechanical Hall still has some face. I can go to the Medicine Valley to ask for some medicinal materials."

"I don't need Elder Zhang to worry. This illness can only be treated by my city lord. I will take my nephew and take my leave."

After saying that, Qing Wu didn't wait for Zhang Zui to persuade him to stay, and flew out with Tuoba Hong.

Zhang Zui just watched the two of them go away.

Qin Qiu finally had the opportunity to ask what he wanted to ask in his heart.

Using a sharp voice, he asked Zhang Zui: "Elder Zhang, why did you want me to help Tuoba Hong? The Mechanical Hall shouldn't have any connection with him."

After Qin Qiu finished speaking, Zhang Zui seemed to suddenly remember, and hurriedly came to Qin Qiu and looked him up and down.

"Look at my brain, it's all my fault for this sudden idea, I almost let Little Qiu get seriously injured. Lord Wu Xian and the Sect Leader will have to tear me apart when I get back!"

Qin Qiu hurriedly said that he was fine.

There was no excuse to say that this was Zhang Zui's fault, and as soon as these words came out, Zhang Zui completely blocked Qin Qiu's words, forcing Qin Qiu to accept it.

Seeing that Qin Qiu didn't have any major objections, Zhang Zui then said: "This actually has to start with the Young Sect Leader."