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

Fujiwara Tian stared with eyes as big as copper bells and said: "Ye Qian'an, you destroyed my Fuji family. Today, I will definitely slaughter the entire Qingxuan Sect and let your Qingxuan Sect be buried with the souls of my family!?"

At this time, Fujiwara Ten was completely furious, and he couldn't wait to slaughter the disciples of Qingxuan Sect.

Even if the ancestor came out of retreat, he would not be able to protect Qingxuan Sect at all today.

At this time, Ye Qian'an was flying towards Shenxuan Sect. Lin Xiyan, who was following him, pursed her immature lips, raised her head and said, "Senior, where are you taking me?"

"Shenxuan Sect."

Ye Qian'an held one hand behind his back, holding a wine gourd in his right hand. He raised his head and drank two liang of wine. Then he said calmly, "From now on, you will follow me to practice. Although I can't let you break through the immortal realm in the shortest time, as long as you work hard, you can have a promising future."

Hearing this, Lin Xiyan hurriedly asked: "Senior, are you planning to take me as your disciple?"

Ye Qian'an nodded.

After practicing alone for so many years, he has never accepted any disciples, nor has he thought about accepting any disciples.

Now, he saw the shadow of his youth in Lin Xiyan, so he decided to accept her as his disciple and teach her the magic.

Lin Xiyan immediately knelt on the sword and said excitedly: "Thank you, Master. I will practice hard and will not..."

Before Lin Xiyan could finish her words, a figure came galloping from the distance.

Ye Qian'an raised his head, looked at the newcomer, and asked in surprise: "Senior Sister?"

Lu Lingjiao's face was terrified. After seeing Ye Qian'an, she immediately rushed over. Without giving Ye Qian'an a chance to ask, she hurriedly grabbed his shoulder and said, "Junior brother, go to Qingxuan Sect quickly. Fujiwara Ten old dog has already known the news that the Fuji family was wiped out."

Hearing this, Ye Qian'an realized that something was wrong. He immediately left Lin Xiyan beside him, tore through the void, and rushed straight towards the direction of Donglingnan Province.

Lin Xiyan looked in the direction where the master left, and asked curiously: "Senior, what happened to the master?"

"Master?" Lu Lingjiao looked at the teenaged Lin Xiyan in surprise, then raised her head and looked in the direction where Ye Qian'an left, muttering, "I didn't expect that he would accept a disciple."

Lu Lingjiao said calmly: "I am your uncle, since you are Ye's disciple, then from now on you will stay in the Red Fire League of Shenxuan Sect."

Lin Xiyan nodded obediently.

Although I don’t know what the Red Fire Alliance is, since it is Master’s power, it must be extremely powerful.

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

At this time, Ye Qian'an was galloping away, and every time he swung the immortal sword in his hand, the void in front of him would instantly break.

If Qingxuan Sect was destroyed, he would still have the face to face his master Leng Qianning...

He was even more ashamed to face the powerful men of Qingxuan Sect.

"........."

Donglingnan Province, Qingxuan Sect.

On the straight and towering cliff, a classical sect is built on the mountain, magnificent and spectacular. The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the sect buildings are scattered in an orderly manner, with red walls and golden tiles, as if isolated from the world, giving people a mysterious and noble atmosphere.

The bright moonlight is poetic and picturesque, shining across the mountains and rivers, quiet and deep, intoxicating.

There is peace in the sect. The sect protection formation protects the countless lives here and blesses the world.

Fujiwara Ten appeared in the sky above Qingxuan Sect in an instant, staring at the cultivators below him who were like ants, and said angrily: "Qingxuan Sect's youngsters, open the sect protection formation, otherwise today, Qingxuan Sect will be wiped out!"

This protective formation was set up by Ye Qian'an. It can withstand several attacks from powerful people in the realm of scattered immortals, and can also make the Qingxuan Sect invincible in the entire Yulong Kingdom.

The deafening roar echoed in the sky above the Qingxuan Sect. Whether it was the elders of the Sword Tomb or the disciples of the sect, they all raised their heads and looked at the ancestor of the Fuji family, Fujiwara Ten, who was as dazzling as the sun in the sky!

Dan Yangzi, who was in the hall, changed his expression. At this moment, more than a dozen figures quickly flashed out from the top of the sect's mountain in the distance. Two people in the front were particularly eye-catching. One of them was an old man with white hair and a youthful face, and his eyes were bright.

Next to him was an old woman with a wrinkled face and a gloomy expression. She looked up at the sky and remained silent.

Behind these two people, there were ten old men, each with a bitter expression.

They were all powerful warriors who had recently joined Qingxuan Sect. Their strength had already reached the fusion realm. However, after seeing the mid-stage immortal in the sky, they all had solemn expressions.

Dan Yangzi realized that the other party had bad intentions, so he did not open the formation immediately. He said loudly: "Senior Fujiwara Ten, I don't know why you came to my Qingxuan Sect. Please tell me clearly."

"Ye Qian'an, that kid, killed my entire Teng family. Today, I will definitely destroy your Qingxuan Sect. Quickly open the formation, otherwise I will refine your souls today and imprison you for ten thousand years!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a dark hill suddenly appeared. The hill grew taller in the wind and instantly turned into a huge peak. He made seals with his hands and uttered a few complicated and incomprehensible words.

The huge mountain immediately smashed down with a bang, and a light curtain appeared above the Qingxuan Sect. This light curtain was like an upside-down bowl, protecting the Qingxuan Sect and resisting the huge peak.

"As expected of the formation set up by Ye Qian'an, this invisible formation really has some tricks, and it can actually split all attacks. But I'd like to see if this formation, with Wu San Xian Jing in charge, can withstand a few attacks from me!"

Fujiwara Ten sneered, pointed at the giant peak with his right hand, and quickly changed his magic formula. Immediately, the giant peak began to spin and smashed down again.

All the elders of the Sword Tomb of Qingxuan Sect flew out and sat cross-legged on the eight pieces of white jade around them, with the magic spells in their hands changing rapidly.

At this moment, the giant peak smashed down, the light curtain made an earth-shaking noise, and the colorful light flashed rapidly, barely resisting it.

Shui Ling'er, Di Junwan and others also came here. They looked at each other and immediately released their spiritual power to condense it within the formation.

“Hmph, it can actually withstand two attacks. Break the third time for me!” Fujiwara Ten in the sky snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of immortal spirit. Suddenly the mountain trembled, and rapidly expanded more than ten times, almost covering the sky and the moon, and smashed down fiercely.

Loud bang!

The huge pressure instantly caused cracks to appear. Without the presence of a powerful immortal, the formation in front of him could not exert its true strength. In an instant, a spider web-like trace spread out.

The elder sitting on it started bleeding from all his seven orifices. His body tilted and he fell to the ground, dying suddenly.

Dan Yangzi was terrified and suddenly raised his head: "Senior Fujiwara Ten, the ancestor of my Qingxuan Sect is Yunyang Zhenren. Can you spare my Qingxuan Sect for Yunyang Zhenren's sake?!" (End of this chapter)