Chen Yang seemed slightly surprised to learn that this girl in palace robes was the leader of Qingyao Holy Land.

Le Qing'er glanced at Chen Yang and Xue Qing calmly, and said in a cold voice: "Now my Qingyao Holy Land is about to close the mountain. All outsiders are requested to leave."

The cold and aloof majesty she exuded was extremely disproportionate to her age.

Qingyao, who was kneeling on the ground, gritted her teeth and forced herself to speak: "Master, these two have done me a favor. Please..."

She was interrupted before she could finish her words.

"Qingyao, since you've knelt, it means you know your crime. If you know your crime, what qualifications do you have to speak?"

Le Qing'er's sharp eyes flashed, and with a wave of her palace robe, she sat down on a green jade chair in the middle of the hall.

Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze, Lingcai sneered and whispered to Qingyao on the ground, "Wait until these two get out of here, or you'll be in trouble!"

Then, he waved his hand and said, "Drive these two off the mountain! This is the Sect Master's order!"

The disciples had been waiting for him to say this and immediately rushed forward.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flew over and crashed heavily between the group of disciples and Wang Yang and the others.

The person on the ground, wearing Qingyao Holy Land attire, was twisting in pain. He managed to raise his head and said, "Master, they, they are coming..."

After saying this, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Le Qing'er's eyes flashed, and she immediately stood up and rushed down, placing two jade-like fingers on the disciple's neck. Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her eyes flashed twice, and she revealed a hint of sigh.

When the disciples saw that the man was dead, they all looked extremely panicked and gathered towards Le Qing'er. No one cared about Chen Yang and Xue Qing anymore.

Chen Yang took Xue Qing's soft little hand and took the opportunity to step back a few steps, secretly observing the situation.

Le Qing'er looked towards the gate and was about to run over when she turned back and said to Qingyao, "Why don't you get up quickly? It's already late! Go inform the elders!"

Qingyao immediately stood up and nodded solemnly.

Le Qing'er ran towards the gate, followed closely by the disciples, and Chen Yang followed behind with Xue Qing.

A large group of people rushed out, and suddenly another figure flew over. Le Qing'er suddenly flew into the air, held the man with her palm, spun a few times and landed on the ground.

The person she was holding was hanging by the neck and was obviously dead.

At this moment, a resounding voice rang out, "Qingyao Holy Land, if you refuse my toast, I will punish you! Now that the Sect Master has come personally, let's see how you can still shirk responsibility!"

Another resounding voice said, "Sect Master Long! See where that old Yao Baidao is going to escape to! Sect Master Long has a chance of breaking through this time! Haha!"

"Isn't it the same for Sect Master Zhao? The longevity elixirs will be inexhaustible!"

They both burst out laughing.

Then, a large group of people came over, and the two men in the lead were the two who were talking.

Le Qing'er's towering chest kept rising and falling, and her beautiful eyes were shining with a cold light.

"You two are so arrogant! Do you think I, Qinglian, have no one left to bully you?" she said sternly.

Long Batian snorted coldly, "I originally wanted to support you as a source of medicine for our sect, but you are so ungrateful! You insisted that this sect master come to me personally! This sect master has a lot of things to deal with. Since you have come to me, I don't have much patience. Hand over Yao Baidao!"

Zhao Wuji immediately agreed: "Also, hand over all the high-grade elixirs you have that can prolong life and bring back the dead!"

"You can beat me or kill me as you please! I will not hand over anyone to you! I won't give you any pills!" Le Qing'er's eyes narrowed and she spoke in an extremely cold tone.

Long Batian was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Very good, you are so ambitious at such a young age! What a pity, your Qinglian Holy Land's century-long reputation will be ruined in your hands!"

He glanced at the disciples behind Le Qing'er one by one. Most of those disciples were a motley crowd recruited from the foot of the mountain. They had never seen such a scene before and were all trembling with fear.

Lingcai, the eldest senior brother, seemed extremely disgusted. He stiffened his neck and said, "Why are you so arrogant? We in the Qinglian Holy Land are not that easy to bully! Our sect leader is very powerful. I advise you..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a powerful suction force enveloping his whole body. Looking again, he saw Long Batian, the leader of the Shengmen Sect opposite him, raising his palm with a vortex surging in it.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and it was obvious that he wanted to kill this ignorant boy who dared to interrupt him to serve as a warning to others.

Le Qing'er also struck Lingcai with force to prevent Lingcai from being controlled by that force.

Lingcai's face was distorted at this time, and she looked extremely uncomfortable.

A sinister smile appeared on Long Batian's lips, and then he suddenly let go of his hand, and Lingcai rushed towards Le Qing'er. Le Qing'er's eyes flashed, and then she dodged, and Lingcai fell to the ground.

"I, Long Batian, am not an unreasonable person. Today, I will not touch anyone who is willing to serve my Shengmen Sect. As for the others, I will kill them without mercy!"

The disciples were already worried about their lives, and when they heard this, their eyes lit up.

One of them even said nervously, "Master, it's an honor for us to be able to refine medicine for the Holy Sect. At least... at least..."

He saw the coldness on the girl's face becoming increasingly intense, and finally he couldn't continue.

Bang! Le Qing'er swung her palace robe fiercely, blowing the man away.

"If any of my Qinglian disciples dare to betray me, I, Le Qing'er, will never let them off lightly!"

"Okay, okay, refining medicine for our sect is betrayal, but making the Qingyao Holy Land disappear from the alien continent is not betrayal! Since this is your choice, this sect master will grant you your wish!"

Long Batian suddenly leaped into the air, and an extremely powerful pressure attacked Le Qing'er's head.

"The upper stage of foundation building?" Chen Yang's eyes narrowed.

I never expected that any character that appeared was at a higher level than me.

Xue Qing naturally understood what he was thinking, and she gently squeezed his hand with her smooth palm to comfort him.

A deep sense of loss surged into Chen Yang's heart, but he changed his mind and thought, isn't it an extremely lucky thing that he can practice again?

Why didn't he take this step earlier when he was a useless person with no contribution in the Floating Cloud Sect and had to endure the contempt and secret ridicule of those people?

A beautiful and graceful figure appeared in my mind.

I am doing this for her, the former Jiang Yunlan. Unfortunately, she is dead now. She has completely died in my heart. From now on, everything will be reset to zero and started over again. I, Chen Yang, will still be the number one swordsman!

He turned around to look at Xue Qing and nodded slightly to indicate that he was fine.

No matter how difficult this path of cultivation is, he will go all the way to the end! To fulfill his ideal of eliminating demons and defending the Way, not for anyone else.

In front, Le Qing'er and Long Batian were fighting.