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

"Three cups, wielding swords and dancing under the autumn moon, there will be a time to ride the wind and waves!"

The clouds in the sky suddenly blossomed, and a beam of golden light shone on Ye Qian'an. He was bathed in the golden light, as dazzling as an immortal.

"Gather the spiritual energy of heaven!"

Ye Qian'an burped, and his eyes changed from laziness and disdain to determination. At the same time, the aura in his body was constantly rising, and a steady stream of heavenly spiritual energy was integrated into the Frost Sword.

The Frost Sword is a top-level immortal sword, forged from natural ice. It is extremely hard, and even a powerful thunder warrior would find it difficult to pose a threat to the sword.

However, when absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven, a crisp cracking sound was heard.

The sound was very clear, as if it was ringing in the ear, making people stare with their eyes wide open.

Ye Qian'an stood proudly between heaven and earth, holding the Frost Sword tightly in his hand. The sword exuded a bone-piercing coldness, as if it could freeze everything around it. His eyes were as cold as ice, revealing a fearless domineering aura.

The howling wind ruffled his hair, but it could not blow away his body that was as firm as steel. Ye Qian'an raised his head slightly and looked at the endless sky.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.

He took a deep breath and concentrated all his strength on the Frost Sword in his hand. The sword shone brightly, and the cold air filled the air, and the air around it seemed to be frozen.

Ye Qian'an swung the sword in his hand violently, and a dazzling sword light shot up into the sky, slashing towards the sky with endless power.

Wherever the sword light passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, making bursts of harsh sounds. The sword light was like a flash of lightning, instantly piercing the dark sky.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed in the face of the powerful sword light, as if they were afraid of this terrifying force.

It looks ordinary, but it contains the power of Qi that only the strong ones above the Mahayana level can see clearly. The silver-white sword energy rushed forward like a crescent moon, and its speed was so fast that it almost left an afterimage.

Even the moment the sword mark cut through the void, it directly tore the void on both sides!
The golden giant sword pierced through the clouds and collided head-on with the bronze thunder!
The space in front of everyone began to fluctuate violently, and then the sound waves expanded like lightning.

There was a loud bang, and the calm lake surface was like a bomb was dropped, with huge waves as high as seven or eight hundred feet exploding.

Finally, it fell with a loud bang, and the splashes of water and mist enveloped the entire valley in a misty water vapor.

The sound of the sword was like thunder erupting from dark clouds, rolling out with Ye Qian'an as the center point. Even the loud sound of the waterfall crashing down was covered by the sword's sound.

The sound could be vaguely heard within a radius of a hundred miles. Wherever the sound waves passed, all beasts became limp. Even the elders of the Qingxuan Sect nearby had their souls trembled violently because of the dragon energy mixed in with the sword sound.

Some weak jackals, tigers and leopards that were closer to the lake were actually killed by the thunder-like sound waves!

The deafening dragon roar resounded through the sky, and vaguely one could see a golden dragon soaring and flying freely in the clouds.

Ye Qian'an stood proudly on the top of the mountain, his inky black hair flying everywhere, and the deep forest within a radius of ten miles was silent.

The clouds faded and the thunder dissipated.

Leng Qianning also successfully broke through at this moment. Even though she was slightly injured during the process, it proved that she has now reached the level of a strong person in the early stage of Thunder Tribulation.

With blood flowing out of the corners of Ye Qian'an's mouth, he looked at his master who was absorbing energy. He immediately returned to the sect, ready to defeat the Dragon Emperor completely.

…………The Dragon Emperor has also broken through the barrier at this moment. Looking at the dissipating thunder tribulation, he knows in his heart that Leng Qianning has succeeded.

"Damn guy, I'm going to kill you!"

The Dragon Emperor was furious and wished he could kill Ye Qian'an right there and then.

Ye Qian'an adjusted the spiritual power in his body. Although he had entered the middle stage of the thunder tribulation, he was seriously injured after all. It was not easy for him to hold on.

The two collided again, and the Dragon Emperor also felt that Ye Qian'an was seriously injured, so he taunted him: "My boy, you are the first one to withstand the thunder tribulation in all these years. Now I will let you know what the consequences of playing dumb are."

"Go to hell!"

The huge body of the Dragon Emperor circled in the sky, his eyes flashing with fierce light. The injured Ye Qian'an took two steps back, his long hair fluttering and bloodstained, but his eyes were still full of unyielding.

The Dragon Emperor let out a deafening roar, and powerful pressure surged towards Ye Qian'an like a tide.

It swung its dragon claws fiercely and rushed towards Ye Qian'an with a sharp sound of wind. Ye Qian'an raised the sword in his hand with difficulty to resist, but under the powerful force of the Dragon King, he was instantly knocked out and hit heavily on a huge rock.

The Dragon King pressed forward step by step, and every step made the earth tremble. It opened its bloody mouth and its dragon breath sprayed towards Ye Qian'an like a flame.

Ye Qian'an rolled over to avoid the dragon's hot breath, which scorched the ground around him. He felt his strength gradually draining away, but the fighting spirit in his heart was still burning.

The Dragon King attacked again, and his tail swept towards Ye Qian'an like a steel whip. Ye Qian'an was unable to dodge and was hit hard, spitting out blood again.

His body was like a broken doll, looking so small and powerless under the crush of the Dragon Emperor.

“I have to admit that you are a genius, and the strongest genius at that. If it had been just now, I would have died in your hands.

But it's a pity that you are willing to withstand the impact of the thunder tribulation for a woman. You are such a waste."

"I don't know whether to say you are smart or too stupid."

The Dragon Emperor snorted in his heart. Those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. Similarly, one cannot let a woman lead to one's failure. This is the gap between the strong and the weak.

Ye Qian'an is so ungrateful, so let me personally send him off today.

"Qian, take the wine."

At this moment, Di Junwan threw over the fine wine that she had treasured for many years. Ye Qian'an saw the opportunity and immediately caught it, taking a few big gulps without hesitation.

As the wine went down his throat, the spiritual power lost in his body was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a moment, one tenth of the spiritual power in his body was restored.

The Dragon Emperor frowned and realized that he could not let Ye Qian'an continue drinking, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Shut up, you evil creature!"

Ye Qian'an turned around and smiled drunkenly: "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, I have a sword, I wonder if you can take it."

The Dragon Emperor suddenly stopped, raised his head, and stared at Ye Qian'an. For some reason, he always felt that something important had happened... (End of this chapter)