With ten trillion disciples, my demon sect is invincible!

Liansheng on the first seat gave Qian Yuqi a look, and the other party understood and waved his hand. The mouth of the fighting tribe member was untied, and the sound of cursing resounded throughout the tent!

"Gan, if you have the ability, let me go, and fight me alone or in a group!"

"Boy, you want to kill me with your strength, if you don't accept it, fight me!"

"Roar, come on, fight!"

The people of the Demon Cult were all speechless. Except for Fang Qian, there was no one in the tent who was lower than the fifth level of the semi-saint. How could you, a small warrior of the Daluo realm, have the courage to speak like this! But it was really fierce, no wonder it could hold off the Demon Cult army for a day!

Fang Qian was even more frightened by the roar and cursing in front of him, and the knife holding the dagger tightened! But his eyes became more determined!

He walked forward step by step, looking at the fighting tribe member who kept cursing in front of him, and stabbed forward directly!

Puff!

The semi-saint-level dagger directly pierced the opponent's heart, causing the opponent to slowly fall to the ground and die, but his lips were still mumbling "If you don't accept it, come and fight"

Then he completely lost his breath!

Fang Qian walked in front of Liansheng and presented the dagger with both hands, "General Manager, I have completed the task!"

"You are good, very suitable for the magic path, the dagger is given to you!"

"Thank you, General Manager!"

Fang Qian retreated behind Li Changsheng and silently asked in his mind, "Brother Qiong, this dagger is very sharp, it must be a treasure!"

"It's just a semi-saint peak dagger, it's nothing, think about the past."

"Well, don't brag, you can give me even a Daluo weapon, you don't even have a Zhenwu weapon, I think you are really not as good as the general manager." Fang Qian interrupted the pretense of Qiongqi in his mind!

Qiongqi was angry twice and didn't say anything. He is just a soul body now. At most, he can help Fang Qian practice and provide some exercises. He really can't help with other things!

Liansheng looked up at the sky and said coldly, "Pass on this general manager's order to launch a full-scale attack on the battle city tomorrow!"

"Yes, sir!" All the members of the Demon Cult in the big tent bowed and responded!

The next day, in the battle city, countless tribesmen stood on the wall. A large part of them were injured because they were injured yesterday when resisting the Demon Cult army. However, no tribesman showed the slightest fear, but instead they all looked fierce!

The leader was a tribesman who was three meters tall and had the cultivation of the ninth level of the semi-saint. He was the patriarch of the battle clan, Zhan Tiandi! Looking at the slowly approaching demon cult army, his eyes showed bloodthirstiness and fighting spirit!

"The Demon Cult is coming to attack us. Are we of the Battle Clan afraid of them!"

"No, I'm afraid of nothing. Just fight!"

"Yes, patriarch, give the order. My sword is thirsty!"

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At one time, countless voices of requesting to fight rang out, resounding throughout the battle city!

Zhan Tian nodded. His fighting clan was born to fight. They were either fighting or on the way to fight all their lives. They were fearless. Even the royal family of Qingqiu Kingdom did not dare to provoke them!

At this time, Lian Sheng was looking at Zhan Tiandi, who was standing on the city wall with a fighting spirit, from the opposite side of the city gate. He looked interesting!

"General Manager, this person is Zhan Tiandi, the current patriarch of the fighting clan. He has the ninth level of semi-saint cultivation!" Qian Yuqi bowed and said

"The current patriarch!"

Lian Sheng showed curiosity. You know, when you reach the semi-saint realm, your life span is calculated as 100,000 years, and a patriarch can be in office for hundreds of thousands of years. This current patriarch sounds quite awkward!

Qian Yuqi also showed a bit of weirdness, saying, "This fighting clan has changed twelve patriarchs in the past ten thousand years. The previous eleven were killed in battle! I even heard that one was beaten to death for provoking the passing Great Sage!"

Damn! Even the steady Lian Sheng opened his mouth slightly. It is really not easy for this clan to survive until now!

"Let's go, send them on their way!" Liansheng waved his hand and the demon army rushed to the city instantly!

"Kill!" The fighting tribe jumped down from the city and fought bravely!

Zhan Tiandi hit Liansheng with a palm and shouted "Tear Dragon Hunting Tiger Palm!"

Endless fierce breath emerged in the sky!

"Cut!" Liansheng's face was cold, and the bloody sword energy slashed out instantly!

Boom! Tear!

With a vibration, Zhan Tiandi flew backwards for thousands of meters, spitting blood, while Liansheng did not move, and the difference was immediately determined!

But Zhan Tiandi did not hesitate at all and rushed towards Liansheng again. For a while, the terrifying aftermath in the sky continued to spread!

The demon army and the fighting tribe below also fought, and they were still crushed by strength. The fighting tribe was completely slaughtered one-sidedly, but this time there was a little difference. When the demon cult slaughtered other cities before, even if there was resistance at the beginning, there were scenes of begging for mercy everywhere!

But at this moment, there was no sound of begging for mercy, only the sound of fighting and the opponent's shouting!

"Fight, fight if you don't accept it! Come on,"

Unfortunately, no matter how fierce the shouting was, it couldn't make up for the gap in strength!

Bang!

In the sky, Zhan Tiandi flew back hundreds of miles and knelt in the air, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his eyes showing a fanatical fighting spirit, and he shouted "I'm not convinced!"

After shouting, his head lowered and he lost his breath. The twelfth patriarch of the fighting clan in nearly 10,000 years was completely dead!

In the sky, Li Changsheng flew to Liansheng and said in a deep voice, "General Manager, do you need to leave some members of the fighting clan? I think this clan is really fierce! You can catch some and throw them into the trial forest of the Demon Cult to let the new disciples practice!"

Liansheng nodded after hearing it! "Okay!"

The battle below continued until midnight. A small part of all the fighting tribesmen were knocked unconscious and captured alive, and the rest were all killed in battle!

The entire battle city completely turned into a dead city!

In the capital of Qingqiu State, in the central hall, a huge nine-tailed fox sat above, with a solemn face!

An old fox stood below, bowed and saluted above!

"Lord, although the fighting tribe is brave, they will definitely not be able to hold on. Lord, do you want us to escape!"

"Escape, how can I escape? This Qingqiu Kingdom is the foundation of my tens of thousands of years of fighting. Even if I die, I will die here!"

"Old Fox, listen to my order!"

"Take my elite disciples away from Qingqiu Kingdom immediately and find another place!"

"Also, go to Jiuding Sect to inform the third princess and tell her that there is no need to avenge me. Let her follow Zhao Li well. This child will definitely be extraordinary in the future and may even reach the world-shaking realm!"

The old man of the fox clan looked at the king with a calm face, sighed, bowed again, and his figure slowly disappeared in the palace!

At this time, most of the creatures in the capital of Qingqiu Kingdom had already fled. Those who remained were basically the fox clan and some loyal Qingqiu races!

All the creatures stood on the city wall, looking at the demon cult army flying from afar, with fear and persistence in their eyes!

The life-and-death battle of Qingqiu was about to break out!

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Thanks to {Dad} for the little whip!

Thanks to {Ting} {Nanming Youyu} for the inspiration capsule!

Also thanks to other big guys for the gifts and readers for their support!