Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 100: Uncle Master, You Don’t Want to Be Without Wine, Do You? [th update, extra update for monthly tickets]

Nine immortal swords flashing with different brilliance rose into the air, and the formation formed by the Nine Sword Immortal Formation suddenly trapped Nangong Xilin in front of him, making it impossible for him to leave.

Nangong Xilin raised his head in surprise, looking at the immortal sword energy emanating from the surroundings, and asked anxiously: "My son, what kind of skill do you have?"

"This formation is called the Nine Swords Immortal Formation. If you can die in it, your life will not be in vain."

"Nine Swords, go!"

hum!
The sound of a sword suddenly rang out.

In an instant, the supreme sword intent burst out.

A series of deep rays of light, so tiny that they were almost the size of a thumb, shot out instantly. As soon as the rays appeared, the space actually trembled a few times.

Ye Qi'an did not make any ferocious moves during the whole process, but the spiritual light around him was shooting straight into the sky, and the long sword in his hand was just swung forward lightly.

Like a pool of clear water, the sharp edge is revealed.

The void in front of him was torn into two halves.

An endless breath of death was blowing in his face. Nangong Xilin realized something was wrong and his eyes widened immediately. With no time to escape, he could only grab Li Qingshan beside him and throw him out.

He also used all his spiritual power to form a special shield to protect his body.

Loud bang!

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the splashing waves shook the world.

Countless pale fragments shattered in the sky. Li Qingshan, the head of the Luohe Sect, didn't even have time to beg for mercy.

The entire person was pierced through by the beam of light, and in front of everyone, he turned into a ball of ash and disappeared without a trace.

A huge meteorite crater suddenly appeared here, and the previous mountain peak was directly flattened by this blow.

Unexpectedly, before Nangong Xilin was on the verge of death, he actually used Li Qingshan, the leader of the Luohe Sect, a powerful Return to Void Realm warrior, as a meat shield to block 50% of the attack of the sword.

Pfft!

Nangong Xilin spat out another mouthful of blood, staggered back two steps, and said with red eyes: "I didn't expect... that I... would be defeated by a kid like you. This immortal formation is definitely... not that simple..."

Nangong Xilin stared at Ye Qian'an intently. As he spoke, blood continued to ooze out, making his voice sound a little creepy.

At this moment, he could no longer stand up, his limbs were broken and his internal organs were damaged. Even if Ye Qian'an did not kill Nangong Xilin, he would eventually die due to his serious injuries.

"I have to admit that you do have some strength, but if you want to take my life like this, I will definitely resist."

Nangong Xilin's breathing became rapid, and his voice was a little crazy: "If you want me to die, you will have to pay a heavy price!"

As the voice suddenly fell, Nangong Xilin instantly took out a magic weapon similar to the Qiankun Circle, splashed his own blood on the magic weapon, and roared with a ferocious face: "My son, you will be buried with me!"

"roll!"

There was a cold light in Dijun Wan's eyes, and she was behind the latter in an instant like a meteor.

A breeze blew by, and the black robe on Dijun Wan's head slid down because of her smooth skin.

Nangong Xilin also saw Di Junwan’s appearance clearly, his face full of shock: “Elder Qingxuan Sect, Di Junwan…” He sneered.

Nangong Xilin pointed at Dijun Wan, trembling all over, staring at her with his bell-like eyes with some reluctance, his body torn apart and he staggered to the ground.

A generation of powerful combined warriors died just like that.

Ye Qian'an looked at Nangong Xilin who was lying on the ground, and then said bitterly: "Uncle Master, didn't you agree that you wouldn't do it?"

Di Junwan said calmly, "Do you really think you can defeat Nangong Xilin at the peak of his fusion state? This guy has tempered his own magic weapon and consumed a lot of his own blood and spiritual power. Otherwise, you would have died long ago."

Listening to Di Junwan's words, Ye Qian'an touched his nose and said, "Uncle Master, don't you really believe me?"

It’s not that Dijun Wan doesn’t believe it, but Nangong Xilin’s strength is too terrifying, especially after he transforms into a beast, Nangong Xilin can even be compared with her.

If he were to release the magic weapon again, Ye Qian'an would probably have a hard time surviving today.

Ye Qian'an shook his head and said nothing. He was naturally confident that he could fight against Nangong Xilin. If he was not sure, Ye Qian'an would not have said anything to stop Di Junwan.

Although Nangong Xilin is powerful, it is still uncertain who is stronger and who is weaker in front of his own fairy formation.

Ye Qian'an looked at the dilapidated Luohe Gate in front of him, with almost no expression on his face. Then he turned around and saw that his uncle Di Junwan was actually studying the magic weapon of the fusion period. He was suddenly speechless.

Could it be that this woman killed Nangong Xilin just because she saw this magic weapon?

Ye Qian'an narrowed his eyes and said, "Uncle Master, you said that I would take care of this magic weapon. Did you forget it?"

Hearing this, Di Junwan's mouth twitched twice, and he pretended to be dumbfounded and said, "Nephew, what are you talking about here? Uncle, I don't quite understand."

Hearing this, Ye Qian'an didn't expect that Di Junwan would be so untrustworthy. She had said that she would give this magic weapon for the fusion period to him, but she never expected that it would fall directly into Di Junwan's pocket.

Emperor Jun Wan is well-known in the entire Qingxuan Sect for being stingy. Once a good thing falls into her hands, don't even think about giving it away so easily.

Ye Qian'an stroked his forehead and said, "Then I'll give you this magic weapon, and the rest of Luohemen's stuff will be mine."

"No."

Di Junwan refused directly, and then said with a serious face: "We agreed to split it 50-50. There is a saying that goes, if the spoils are not divided evenly, you will be ridiculed."

Seeing such an unreasonable Di Junwan, Ye Qian'an said directly: "Then don't expect me to help you in the future. As for the wine, don't ask for it. Okay."

Hearing that Ye Qian'an would not give her the wine, Di Junwan was obviously panicked. She quickly walked forward, grabbed Ye Qian'an's wrist, and said with a choked voice: "Xiao An'an, please don't be like this. It's really not easy for Master Uncle to be alone."

"Now you are about to go to the upper sect to practice, and your uncle will stay alone in the Qingxuan Sect for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, and finally disappear in the long river of history."

Di Junwan's eyes were filled with tears, as if she might cry at any time. She tightly grasped Ye Qian'an's arm, feeling as if she was about to part with life and death.

Ye Qian'an said calmly: "That's fine, but Uncle Master should know what he should do."

"Besides, Uncle Master, you don't want to be without wine, right?"

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