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

"I, Ye Qian'an, also have a sword. Today, I will let His Majesty the Dragon Emperor personally teach me how to use it."

Ye Qian'an's body slowly floated up, and at the same time, the sky and the earth changed color. Unimaginable sword light whizzed past, and the sword intent on the immortal swords of all the disciples of Qingxuan Sect all gathered together.

This time it was not the immortal sword that was flying, but the sword intent on the immortal sword.

This kind of ability is absolutely impossible to achieve even for a powerful immortal, which is why all the cultivators in the Yulong Kingdom were so shocked.

Before they could react, a fairy sword came galloping from afar. The ice-blue sword energy whizzed past, and any cultivator who touched it fell to the ground and died suddenly. Some even turned into a wisp of silver-white ash and disappeared without a trace.

Looking closely, I saw Leng Qianning walking in the air, holding the magic sword lightly in her hand, with tears in her eyes. It was obvious that what happened just now made her feel painful.

"You rats, you dare to attack Qingxuan Sect. Today, this place will be the place where you are buried!"

"Quick! Run!"

"Thunder tribulation, Leng Qianning has also broken through the thunder tribulation, run quickly!"

"Run!"

Looking at this group of guys who were like lost dogs, Leng Qianning showed no mercy and rushed forward almost instantly. Wherever he passed, countless heads flew into the sky.

Even the leaders of the sects had their heads chopped off in an instant, and their Nascent Souls didn't even have time to leave the machine, and were killed on the spot.

Ye Qian'an had also rushed up at this moment and collided with the Dragon Emperor again.

The Dragon King roared and pounced again, bringing up a gust of wind.

Ye Qi'an looked at the Dragon King calmly, and quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind. Just when the Dragon King was about to pounce on him, Ye Qi'an moved.

He leaped up like a flash of lightning, holding the sword high in his hand. The sword was shining, as if it had gathered all his strength. Ye Qian'an shouted loudly and swung the sword with all his strength.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the Dragon King's crazy attack came to an abrupt stop. It widened its eyes in disbelief, its eyes filled with fear and despair.

"This... This is impossible... Your sword... actually possesses the power of the dragon race..."

The Dragon Emperor stared in shock, looking at the magic sword in Ye Qiyan's hand. He couldn't believe that Ye Qiyan actually mastered the power of the dragon clan.

Ye Qian'an took a sip of wine and said calmly: "I forgot to tell you that I once got a dragon skeleton."

Then, a dazzling light burst out from the place where the sword was slashed, and the Dragon Emperor's huge body instantly disintegrated in the light, turning into smoke and dust all over the sky, and dissipated in the wind.

There was a dead silence on the battlefield. Everyone was deeply shocked by this scene. The power of Ye Qian'an's sword was like a brand, engraved in everyone's heart, declaring his invincibility and strength.

With the death of the Dragon Emperor, Ye Qian'an finally couldn't hold on any longer. He exhaled a breath of hot air and looked towards the position of his master Leng Qianning.

Ye Qian'an felt that his body was extremely weak. All the spiritual energy in his body was used up by the sword just now. He seemed to be asleep. His eyes went dark and he fell vertically.

Leng Qianning appeared out of thin air in the air, lightly caught the falling Ye Qian'an with both hands, and said with a bit of blame on her face: "What an idiot, you are able to fight against the thunder tribulation and even kill it, you are really lucky."

"Kill them all. I want all these evil beasts who invaded my Qingxuan Sect to die here!" Leng Qianning stared at Di Junwan and the others, with an endless cold light flashing in his eyes.
"As ordered!"

Many disciples and elders did not dare to neglect and immediately bowed and saluted, with a special color flashing in their eyes.

At the same time, they chased after the group of monks who were fleeing and would never let them leave this place. Leng Qianning disappeared out of thin air while holding Ye Qian'an. Seeing this, the others also dispersed. Since things were over, there was no point in staying here any longer.

Lin Xuezhu followed closely behind and came to Qingjing Peak, fearing that his uncle might have an accident because of the previous battle.

Leng Qianning placed Ye Qian'an on the bed. Looking at her fallen asleep disciple and the grown-up Ye Qian'an, her face was filled with thoughts.

I didn't expect that after so many years, this little guy has surpassed me.

When Ye Qian'an was still in the Nascent Soul stage, he became her disciple. Now, after so many years, Ye Qian'an has not only grown up, but has also broken through to the Thunder Tribulation Realm.

Leng Qianning gently stroked Ye Qian'an's pale face, her eyes full of heartache, "Silly boy, why did you help me resist the thunder tribulation? Do you know that if you fail, you will surely die?"

"If you die, what will I do as your teacher?"

At this moment, even Leng Qianning didn't know why she said such words to Ye Qian'an.

Lin Xuezhu had also arrived at Qingjing Peak at this moment. She immediately threw herself into Ye Qian'an's arms. Tears as big as beans rolled down the corners of her eyes. She cried like a tearful person and hugged Ye Qian'an tightly.

"Master uncle, is Master uncle okay?"

Lin Xuezhu asked with a worried look on her face.

"It's okay. This guy has thick skin and tough muscles. He just ran out of spiritual energy."

Leng Qianning stood up. She originally wanted to take care of Ye Qian'an, but after seeing Lin Xuezhu's expression, she didn't say anything else. She turned around and silently gave them both a chance to be alone.

But for some reason, when she was about to leave, she felt a sudden pain in her heart. Perhaps even she herself did not understand why her heart suddenly hurt.

Leng Qianning bit her lips lightly, looked at Ye Qian'an again, and finally left the room.

Lin Xuezhu also hurriedly prepared clean water and a towel to wipe the water stains on her master's body. Whenever she saw the wounds on her master's body, Lin Xuezhu couldn't help crying out loud.

.....................

In the quiet pavilion.

Emperor Junwan, who dealt with the monks from the Yulong Kingdom, also came here. She originally wanted to go and see Xiao An'an, but she found her senior sister sitting in the pavilion drinking tea. She couldn't help but frowned and said, "Senior sister, why are you here? Where is Xiao An'an?"

Leng Qian took a sip of tea in a casual and elegant manner, and at the same time turned sideways and replied expressionlessly: "He is still in a coma, but it's okay. He just needs to rest for a while."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Xuezhu is there to help watch over it, and as the master..."

Having said this, Leng Qianning remained silent. As a master, he still relied on his disciples to break through the thunder tribulation realm.

Speaking of which, it’s hard to believe.

Di Junwan also looked towards the room. She wanted to go there, but when she thought of Lin Xuezhu still being here, she finally held back her longing and decided to wait until Lin Xuezhu left before going to see Ye Qian'an. (End of this chapter)