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

The two sides were in a stalemate and the air seemed to be frozen.

The Dragon Emperor’s eyes widened with anger, and he suddenly opened his huge mouth. A stream of blazing dragon flame spurted out, heading straight for Ye Qian’an.

Ye Qian'an flashed and nimbly avoided the dragon flame, while controlling the magic sword to stab at the Dragon Emperor from another angle.

The Dragon Emperor waved his claws, trying to knock the sword away, but the sword was so fast that it flew through his claws, leaving a shallow scar on the Dragon Emperor's body. The pain made the Dragon Emperor even angrier.

He soared into the air, hovering in the air, and swung his dragon tail violently, whipping Ye Qian'an like a huge whip. Ye Qian'an quickly raised his sword to block, but his arm was numb from the powerful force.

However, Ye Qian'an did not retreat. He took a deep breath, mobilized all the true energy in his body, and injected it into the immortal sword.

The immortal sword hummed, and the light was extremely bright.

The Dragon Emperor stared at Ye Qian'an's movements. He didn't expect that this kid could break through to such a level in such a short time. It was simply horrifying.

If Ye Qian'an is not killed today, he will definitely cause unnecessary trouble in the future, and may even lead to the destruction of the entire Yulong Kingdom.

"Ye Qian'an, today I will definitely cut off your path to Godhood."

The Dragon Emperor said with his eyes wide open.

Ye Qian'an put one hand behind his back, stared at the position of the Dragon King calmly and said: "From your appearance, you should have wanted to complete the beast transformation. By then, you probably won't be a human anymore."

“Hehehe.” The Dragon Emperor said sarcastically, “Whether I become a human or not, I can become the strongest. When that happens, you will all become my slaves.”

As he spoke, the Dragon Emperor took out a dragon skeleton from his storage ring. Although his skeleton was not as huge as the ones Ye Qian'an absorbed, it was the skeleton of a powerful dragon after all, and contained tremendous dragon energy.

It was only after the Dragon Emperor killed this powerful dragon that he successfully sat in this position and called himself the Dragon Emperor. Now he also relies on the dragon skeleton to forcibly improve his own strength, thus completely scaring Ye Qi'an to death.

As the skeleton was crushed into powder, tremendous energy continued to spread out in all directions like a raging storm. At the same time, the Dragon Emperor's body began to become extremely large, and eventually transformed into the shape of a long golden dragon.

The Dragon King's eyes were red, as if filled with endless rage. Its huge body was like a moving mountain, carrying the momentum of destroying everything, and it pounced on Ye Qian'an like crazy.

The dragon's breath gushed out like a raging flame, and wherever it passed, the air was burned and distorted.

The dragon claws swung down fiercely with a sharp sound, as if to tear Ye Qian'an into pieces in an instant. Each attack was accompanied by a terrifying force, and the earth continued to tremble under the Dragon Emperor's fury, as if the end of the world had already arrived.

On the battlefield where the wind and clouds suddenly changed and the sky and earth changed color, the Dragon Emperor was like a violent storm of destruction, attacking Ye Qian'an like mad.

The scales on his body shone with a strange light, and his dragon breath gushed out like a raging sea of ​​fire. Every attack seemed to be able to shatter the mountains and tear the earth apart.

However, Ye Qian'an stood there motionless like a towering mountain.

Ye Qian'an looked at the Dragon King who had turned into a dragon in front of him, and understood that if he wanted to defeat him, he would need to show his true strength.

Ye Qian'an took out a jar of wine from his storage ring, opened the lid casually, and drank it with his head tilted back.

The clear liquor dripped from the corners of his mouth, soaking his clothes and shocking everyone.

He held the mysterious sword tightly in his hand, and there was a faint light flowing on the sword, as if he was eager for this battle. "A beheading wine before death is also a good choice, hehehe."

The Dragon Emperor said this with a hint of sarcasm, and then rushed towards Ye Qian'an's position. His speed was so fast that the bronze power of heavenly thunder could be faintly seen flashing.

At the moment when the Dragon Emperor pounced on him with the force of a mountain, Ye Qian'an moved.

His figure flashed like a ghost and instantly appeared above the Dragon Emperor.

The long sword in his hand was swung out at a seemingly slow, but in fact extremely fast speed. This sword seemed to have condensed the power of the entire world, and wherever the sword passed, a tiny crack was cut into the space.

The sword was as powerful as thunder and struck the Dragon Emperor's neck fiercely.

The Dragon Emperor naturally couldn’t let Ye Qian’an get what he wanted, so when he turned his body over, his golden tail lashed out forcefully.

The surging energy even caused the air in front of him to become distorted.

The Dragon Emperor was gigantic in stature, and every attack he made carried the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. His breath spewed out like a raging flame, as if it was going to burn the entire world to ashes.

Ye Qian'an was agile and wielded the sword in his hand. The sword shadow flashed through the air like lightning, and he resisted the Dragon Emperor's attacks time and time again.

They fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the clouds. They fought for three hundred rounds, but were still unable to determine the winner.

Every collision caused a strong shock wave, and the surrounding mountains and rivers trembled under this powerful force.

Not far away, the disciples of Qingxuan Sect widened their eyes, their faces filled with shock. They had never seen such a fierce battle, and the power of the Dragon Emperor was beyond their imagination.

What made them feel even more incredible was that Ye Qian'an could actually fight with the Dragon Emperor for such a long time.

“I didn’t expect the Great Elder to be so powerful that he could contend with the Dragon Emperor for so long.” A disciple said in a trembling voice.

"Yes, his strength is simply unfathomable. This battle is amazing." Another disciple echoed, his eyes always fixed on the battlefield.

Their hearts beat violently to the rhythm of the battle, as if they were also in this life-and-death battle.

While they were shocked, they were also full of respect for Ye Qiyan and secretly vowed to practice hard, hoping that one day they could become as powerful as Elder Ye Qiyan and bring glory to the sect.

Di Junwan and the others were unable to participate in this battle due to their lack of strength, but they still faced the strong men from the Yulong Kingdom and other sects.

The battle now fell into chaos again, and a large number of casualties occurred almost instantly after the fighting began.

This is quite normal. After all, every attack by cultivators is extremely terrifying. Even a cultivator who has reached the state of Divine Transformation can slaughter all the cultivators in the city with just a wave of his sleeves.

This is enough to show how huge the gap between levels is.

The Dragon Emperor's breath became heavier and heavier, not because he was powerless, but because the energy in his body began to become disordered. At the same time, a special gas kept spewing out from his nostrils, which was enough to show that the Dragon Emperor could obviously no longer control the energy of the powerful dragons in his body.

Ye Qian'an said calmly: "Dragon Emperor, if you don't stop, you will surely die today." (End of this chapter)