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

"If there had been an immortal willing to help me, I wouldn't have had to wait eighty years to become a mortal."

Ye Qian'an shook his head and was about to go forward, but the originally blue sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and bronze thunder was flying through the clouds like dragons and snakes.

At this moment, Fujita walked out from the ruins with a gloomy face, his eyes flashing with ferocity while he muttered silently.

"The spirit flag flutters without wind, but the wind moves it in an instant. If the wind blows, the soul will attach to the flag, and the soul will follow the flag to the Nangong!"

After doing all this, Teng Li slapped his storage bag, and a seven-foot flag suddenly appeared in his hand. The moment the flag appeared, gusts of cold wind blew out.

Millions of faces appeared on the flag, each with a painful expression and screaming madly.

"Ten Thousand Souls Banner?!"

Ye Qian'an stared at the millions of heads in the sky and spoke softly.

"Hehehe." Fujitachi said crazily: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, but that's all."

Teng Li's eyes flashed with a cold light, and at the same time, he gently grabbed the illusory human head, and then he grinned fiercely. In his palm, a strange and thick black light burst out and then poured into the human head.

With the mad infusion of black light, the illusory human head also expanded rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, it expanded to several meters wide.

As the head expanded, the pain on the human face became much clearer, and the miserable cries of the strange soul seeped out faintly and spread along with the cold wind.

"Just now you said that the two brothers' ambitions can conquer the world. Now you are using your brother's soul as the main formation soul. You really are a brother."

"So what? He's dead. I can just look for his reincarnation."

When Teng Li's hideous laugh resounded through the sky, the look of pain on the face of the illusory human head that had expanded to several meters in size suddenly solidified, and an extremely dense black light burst out from its seven orifices. A moment later, under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, it suddenly exploded!

Boom!

The loud sound shook the heaven and earth like thunder, and an extremely terrifying black tide, like a mountain torrent, poured out from the exploding illusory human head. In the blink of an eye, the strange black light spread out and finally enveloped the entire world.

This time, the darkness came extremely completely, and the bright sun in the sky seemed to disappear out of thin air at this moment. The whole world was suddenly completely filled with darkness.

Darkness enveloped the earth, causing everyone to scream in panic. A moment later, rays of spiritual power of various colors burst out. However, even with the help of the spiritual power, in this strange dark world, one could still only see within a few feet.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." Ye Qian'an hung one hand behind his back, staring at Teng Li in front of him with cold eyes, and then the fairy sword in his hand turned into a cold light and rushed straight into the sky.

Ye Qian'an waved his right hand, and a jar of fine wine rose into the air. Then, under Teng Li's gaze, he opened the lid without hesitation.

He raised his head and took a few big gulps.

The clear wine slid down the corners of his mouth, which also made Fujita furious.

"You evil creature, you dare to drink before you die. You really don't know how to live or die. Let me kill you myself today."

Ye Qian'an's face flushed. He threw the wine jar in his hand to the ground, wiped the water stains on his mouth, raised his head and said cheerfully: "Good wine!"

[Congratulations to the host for drinking the 300th jar of wine. Reward: the host's cultivation level is increased by one level]

[Current cultivation level: middle stage of Loose Immortal] Feeling the changes in the energy in his body, Ye Qian'an just smiled indifferently, then held the immortal sword in his hand and pointed it directly at the sky.

"The Song of Everlasting Sorrow in the Painting of the Ages, Confucius passed away, who has not shed tears?"

Ye Qian'an was a little drunk, and he was staggering when he walked, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

However, at this moment, the space on both sides suddenly lost its original brilliance and turned into an ink painting. Teng Li in the portrait froze, somewhat unable to believe that Ye Qian'an actually possessed such strength.

As the ink painting world around him gradually became clearer, Fujitachi's uneasiness surged like a tide.

He stared blankly at this strange scene that was like a dream yet full of deadly threats. His brain was working rapidly, trying to find a way to break it.

He had never seen such a strange and powerful magical power, and a feeling of powerlessness quietly spread in his heart.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Teng Li was unwilling to fail like this. He suppressed the fear in his heart, roared, and waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand wildly again.

In an instant, countless miserable souls surged out from the banner, with their fangs and claws bared, and pounced towards Ye Qian'an with endless hatred and evil.

The eerie aura seemed to freeze people's souls, making them shudder. However, when these souls touched the edge of the ink painting, they seemed to be blocked by an invisible and powerful force, and they screamed in pain and then dissipated into nothingness.

Ye Qian'an stood staggeringly in the ink painting, seemingly drunk and hazy, but in fact his eyes were becoming increasingly cold, like stars in a cold night, flashing sharp light.

The immortal sword in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a series of low hums, as if responding to the murderous intent deep in his heart. Every tremor exuded a chilling sword energy.

"Fujitachi, today is the day you die."

Ye Qian'an's voice was extremely calm, but it hit Teng Li's heart like a heavy hammer.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qian'an's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

Only a blurry afterimage was left in the air, and the speed was so fast that it was shocking. The next moment, he appeared behind Teng Li like a ghost, and the immortal sword with unparalleled sword energy pierced Teng Li's back like lightning.

Teng Li turned around in horror, his eyes full of despair and panic. He tried desperately to block the fatal blow, but found that his movements were so slow and weak in front of Ye Qian'an's speed.

The immortal sword penetrated his body without any hindrance, and a suffocating force instantly erupted in his body.

Fujita spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered in the air like a blooming blood-red flower.

His eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness. He never imagined that everything he had carefully planned would end up in such a tragic way.

Teng Li looked at Ye Qian'an with difficulty, and said in a hoarse and weak voice: "You...you won...but the Teng family will not let you go..."

"You probably won't have this chance."

Teng Li suddenly raised his head, realizing that Ye Qi'an wanted to kill him, and was a little frightened. He immediately roared: "Ye Qi'an, my grandfather is in the Shenxuan Sect. If you kill me, my grandfather will definitely skin you alive!" (End of this chapter)