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

Chapter 201 The Dragon King's Fury

Lin Xuezhu ran over quickly. At this moment, she couldn't help but throw herself into Ye Qian'an's arms, tears falling uncontrollably.

Ye Qian'an looked at the girl in his arms, gently stroked Lin Xuezhu's hair, and said softly: "Xuezhu, I'm back."

Lin Xuezhu's eyes were filled with tears, and she bit her lips tightly with her pearly teeth, "Master, you are finally back. I thought you were not coming back."

Ye Qi stroked Lin Xuezhu's head soothingly, turned around and looked at Lin Yaonan who was not far away, then nodded and said, "Xuezhu, look who this person is?"

Lin Xuezhu turned around.

But after seeing Lin Yaonan, Lin Xuezhu's face instantly turned cold.

Looking at Xuezhu's face that suddenly turned cold, Lin Yaonan was a little at a loss. He obviously had no experience in this situation. He could only rub his hands continuously and looked at Lin Xuezhu in a stammering voice, not knowing how to start the conversation.

"Xuezhu...I am...I am the father..."

"I don't have a father, I only have a mother."

Lin Xuezhu said in a cold voice, but there was a hint of sadness in her words.

Lin Xuezhu stood in front of him stubbornly. As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. Father... This was the scene she had been looking forward to the most.

"It's my fault, it's my fault. I shouldn't have coveted a stronger existence. It's all because of those guys from the Shenxuan Sect. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have been left in the Shenxuan Sect!"

Seeing the tears in Lin Xuezhu's eyes, the dignified Lin Yaonan panicked and hurriedly wanted to step forward: "Xuezhu, don't cry, don't cry, it's all my fault. From now on, whatever you ask me to do, I will listen to you. If you don't believe me, I swear to do it."

Lin Xuezhu bit her lips lightly and said, "Well, as long as you can solve this problem, I will recognize you as my father."

"Okay, father will set up the formation right away and massacre the entire Yulong Kingdom."

Lin Yaonan agreed without hesitation, and then a fierce look suddenly appeared in his eyes!
It was obvious that for the sake of his daughter, he even wanted to massacre the entire Yulong Kingdom.

Lin Xuezhu said helplessly: "Okay, no need to go, this matter has nothing to do with those people."

Lin Yaonan's heart paused, and he immediately walked over. Looking at the girl in front of him, he felt as if he were in another world. He gently stroked Lin Xuezhu's cheek, and the original scene appeared in his mind.

…………

several years ago.

In the quiet courtyard.

"Daughter, you have to remember that formations require talent and hard work. As the inheritors of formation masters, we naturally practice much faster than others."

Lin Yaonan sat on a stone chair, directing the little girl in front of him to create a formation.

The girl was fair and tender, as adorable as a porcelain doll, and she was holding a candied haws in her hand.

"Father, why do we have to practice formations? Isn't our Qingxuan Sect famous for its sword immortals?" Lin Xuezhu bit off a candied haws and began to chew it with relish.

"Silly girl." Lin Yaonan rubbed Lin Xuezhu's head and smiled gently. Then he stood up and said with his hands behind his back, "Sword training is indeed a required course for the sect, but the formation master is something that group of people want but cannot get. After all, in this world, there are only a handful of people who want to obtain the qualifications of a formation master."

"Silly girl, you will know in the future."

Lin Xuezhu took a bite of the candied haws and pouted, "It's sour. I'm going to go play with Senior Brother Ye Qian'an. Daddy can refine the formation here by himself."

"Hey, you girl."

Lin Yaonan looked at Lin Xuezhu's departing back, shook his head helplessly and said, "Forget it, it's time for me to leave too. I'll come back and teach you when the time comes."

…………The Kingdom of Yulong.

He was tall, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with his long black hair tied up, and a crown on his head tied with a bright yellow crown rope. The middle of the crown was inlaid with gems, and thin bead tassels hung on both sides.

The Dragon Emperor looks very majestic, with a face as red as an axe, eyes like hanging bells, eyebrows as black as lacquer, and a calm demeanor.

Even if you just stand there, you will feel an invisible sense of oppression that makes you sweat profusely.

"I have finally broken through the realm of thunder tribulation. Once I recover from the realm of thunder tribulation, it will be the end of your Qingxuan Sect."

The Dragon Emperor nodded.

"Congratulations, Dragon Emperor. Congratulations, Dragon Emperor. Next, we just need to continue the attack. I believe that the Qingxuan Sect will surely perish."

"It shouldn't be that serious. If Imperial Master Zhang Tianqiong goes there personally, he will definitely be able to kill them all. That would be considered a great achievement."

The strong men of the Yulong Kingdom nodded to each other. With the help of National Master Zhang Tianqiong, the Qingxuan Sect would surely be defeated.

The Dragon Emperor was also quite satisfied, as if he had already seen the scene of his own revenge.

"Report--" At this moment, a messenger came running quickly. From his actions, it can be seen that this messenger is a cultivator with considerable strength.

"Why are you panicking? What's the matter?" The Dragon Emperor frowned, glanced at the messenger, and said with a somewhat indifferent tone.

"Your Majesty, there is news that we have gone to massacre the Qingxuan Sect."

"Oh?" The Dragon Emperor stood up immediately, his eyes shining brightly: "How is it?"

"Your Majesty..." The messenger hesitated for a moment, looked up at His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, and was somewhat afraid to continue speaking.

"explain--"

The Dragon Emperor realized that something was wrong. His eyes flashed with might and he shouted so loudly that the messenger almost collapsed to the ground.

"We arranged to hunt down the strong men of Qingxuan Sect... less than a hundred of them came back... the others... the others..."

"How about the others?" His Majesty the Dragon Emperor felt something was wrong and with a wave of his right hand, an invisible soul power immediately grabbed the messenger.

“They have all died for their country.”

"What?" The Dragon Emperor's face changed drastically, and he suddenly pulled the messenger in front of him, "Tell me more details."

The messenger replied tremblingly: "We had already broken through the barrier of Qingxuan Sect, and National Master Zhang Tianqiong even defeated Emperor Junwan, but suddenly several people appeared to help Qingxuan Sect, not only killing our cultivators, but also National Master Zhang Tianqiong."

"What? Imperial Master Zhang Tianqiong is dead?"

The Dragon Emperor’s brows were not furrowed.

National Master Zhang Tianqiong is a cultivator at the peak of the Mahayana realm. Anyone who can kill him must be either a cultivator at the same level or a strong man at the Thunder Tribulation realm.

Could it be Leng Qianning?
If Leng Qianning succeeds in breaking through, it would obviously be impossible for her to destroy the Qingxuan Sect.

The Dragon Emperor's breath was obviously uneven. He let go of the messenger, and his eyes flashed.

Behind him, an older cultivator whispered, "Your Majesty, where does Yulong Country have so many cultivators? We have sent so many strong ones, and even led by National Master Zhang Tianqiong. There is something fishy going on!"

(End of this chapter)