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

Fujiwara Ten rushed towards Ye Qian'an like a madman, his veins bulging, and he wished he could cut Ye Qian'an into pieces.

Ye Qian'an drank half a catty of wine, and the clear wine flowed down the corners of his mouth. Although he was a little drunk, he was unusually sober.

"A swordsman among the misty mountains, dreaming of the phoenix singing and laughing at Confucius!"

Ye Qian'an moved his fingers slightly, the sword rang sharply, and the sword intent on both sides of his body spread out wildly in all directions like a raging storm.

Fujiwara Tian had long known that Ye Qi'an was very powerful, but he did not expect that at the moment of fighting, he would still feel Ye Qi'an's power.
At this moment, Fujiwara Ten was filled with great hatred. If he had killed Ye Qian'an before he grew up, the situation today would not have happened.

Fujiwara Ten was filled with regret, but there was no way out at this moment. He suppressed his panic, roared, and once again mobilized all his spiritual power to unleash his strongest killing move. The black light surged out like a tide, rushing towards Ye Qian'an with a breath of destruction.

Ye Qian'an's eyes flashed, and the long sword in his hand danced. The sword intent intertwined in the air like a substance to form a huge sword net.

He chanted softly: "The sword breaks the sky and cuts off all illusions."

The sword net flew towards the black light, and the two collided violently in the air, making an earth-shaking sound.

The surrounding space seemed to be shaking, the earth was cracking, and rocks were rolling down.

Ye Qian'an's body was as fast as lightning. He followed closely behind the sword net, ready to give Fujiwara Ten a fatal blow at any time.

Fujiwara Ten waved his fingers, the sky changed color, and a huge skull instantly appeared in the clouds. Under his control with his essence and blood, he spit out a giant beam of light hundreds of feet long towards Ye Qian'an's position.

Ye Qian'an raised his head and drank a few mouthfuls of good wine. He wiped the water stains on his mouth with his right hand. Then he raised his head and said coldly: "Sword ringing, quick!"

Suddenly, the magic sword in his hand turned into a stunning streak that soared into the sky. Under the gaze of the Qingxuan Sect's disciples, the magic sword turned into a phoenix covered in flames.

Seeing this, all the disciples of Qingxuan Sect were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

"Elder Ye Qian'an's immortal sword actually turned into a phoenix?"

The phoenix was surrounded by flames that seemed to burn everything to ashes. It spread its huge wings and rushed towards the giant pillar of light with an unstoppable momentum.

The two collided, making a deafening roar. The strong shock wave spread in all directions, causing the surrounding clouds to dissipate instantly.

The disciples of Qingxuan Sect were so shocked by the spectacular scene that they were speechless. They stared at the battle in the air, their hearts filled with admiration for Elder Ye Qian'an.

Fujiwara Ten's face became even gloomier when he saw that his attack was neutralized again. He frantically urged his spiritual power to try to make the huge skull more powerful.

Red light flickered in the skull's eye sockets, and it continuously spit out black mist, which entangled towards the phoenix.

Ye Qian'an's eyes focused, and the sword gestures in his hands changed. The phoenix let out a loud cry, and the flames became more intense, instantly burning away the black mist.

Then, the phoenix rushed towards the skull like lightning, opened its huge beak, and bit the skull. Fujiwara Ten watched the phoenix approaching in horror, and wanted to take back the skull, but it was too late. With a "crack", the skull shattered under the phoenix's sharp beak.

Fujiwara Ten suffered a backlash, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, his body shaky. He looked at Ye Qian'an with reluctance, his heart filled with shock.

Ye Qian'an held the immortal sword in his hand and looked at Fujiwara Tian coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person. "Impossible, why are you so strong?!"

"Go ask your grandson."

Fujiwara Tian covered his chest, raised his head with difficulty, and then clenched the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand and said: "Ye Qian'an, don't be arrogant. To tell you the truth, my friend is on the way here. If you are smart, admit defeat. Otherwise, the entire Yulong Kingdom will no longer exist in this world!"

Ye Qian'an held the immortal sword in his hand and suddenly said: "Anyone who helps the Teng family must be killed!"

Fujiwara Tian was shocked. He thought Ye Qian'an would be afraid of his friend, but he didn't expect this guy to not care at all.

This is simply horrifying!
"Go to hell."

Fujiwara Ten immediately raised his head and hands, and said loudly: "Ye Qian'an, you killed my Fuji family disciples first, so I came to Donglingnan Province. Let me go today, and let's write off what happened before, how about that?"

"No matter what, I am still an elder of the Shenxuan Sect. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have come to the Shenxuan Sect!"

Ye Qian'an snorted in his heart. He had no desire to let the tiger go back to the mountains.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the sky: "Stop!"

Hearing this voice, Fujiwara Ten immediately recognized that it was Park Nanzi. He was ecstatic, as he knew that he had a chance of survival today. He looked at Ye Qian'an with deep murderous intent in his eyes.

His desire to survive immediately became active. If there was even the slightest possibility, he would never want to die. All grudges would be wiped out. He only said this because he believed he was doomed to die.

As long as he could survive today, Fujiwara Ten swore that he would reach the realm of true immortality in this life, even if he had to sacrifice everything. Then, he would cruelly kill Ye Qian'an to avenge today!
An old man in a black robe appeared out of nowhere. He was a little surprised to see Fujiwara Ten being forced to this point.

Then he looked at Ye Qian'an indifferently and said calmly: "My name is Hua Yangzi. Can you give me a favor today and release Fujiwara Ten?"

"I said, anyone from the Suketo family must be killed!"

After hearing this, Hua Yangzi's mouth twitched. He raised his head and stared at Ye Qian'an in front of him. He didn't expect that this guy would be so rampant. He really didn't know his place.

“Young man, I am in the late stage of Sanxian, and you are only in the middle stage. Don’t let me take action today, otherwise, don’t blame me for sucking your soul!”

Ye Qian'an sneered and said, "I said, I will kill anyone who helps the Fuji family."

A bone-chilling sound suddenly rang out across the sky, and the mountains on both sides exploded inch by inch the moment the sound came into contact with them.

Hua Yangzi flew into a rage, and immediately summoned his immortal sword, angrily scolding: "Ye Qian'an, you dare to be so presumptuous with me? When I was breaking through to the level of a scattered immortal, you didn't even know where to play!"

"A man of ambition has no age limit, you old man, I want to see if you, a mere casual cultivator, have the ability to bark and groan in front of me!"

After saying that, Ye Qian'an drank the wine in the wine gourd directly. At the same time, the aura in his body rose wildly, and the spiritual power he had just consumed was restored to its best state. (End of this chapter)