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

Chapter 28 Kill the genius with one sword!

Qin Wuyan roared angrily: "You evil creature, you dare to destroy my magic weapon, I will grind you to ashes!"

The other geniuses took two steps back with lingering fear. They had now developed a timid mentality.

The magic weapon was destroyed and the magic sword was taken away. Now they could not be a match for Ye Qian'an at all.

Ye Qian'an did not give them the chance to admit defeat. Since they had already made their choice, today, they could forget about leaving his sword intent wholeheartedly.

"Let me choose a suitable sword."

Ye Qian'an looked around, his eyes flickering, and his gaze rested on the sword at his master Leng Qianning's waist.

The sword body was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it shone with a green light. The blade was like autumn water, and it shone with a cold light. The hilt was inlaid with a ruby, and it shone brightly. Holding it in the hand, one could almost feel the faint murderous aura it exuded.

Leng Qianning smiled indifferently, moved his fingers slightly, and the fairy sword on his waist hummed. Then it turned into a long rainbow that pierced the void and flew straight towards the direction where Ye Qian'an was.

"Fellow Daoist Leng, what do you mean?!"

Li Qingshan, the head of Luohe Sect, frowned and said, "You are obviously violating the rules of the competition!"

Leng Qianning smiled faintly and said, "Friend Li, when have you ever seen me break the rules of the competition? It was clearly my disciple who deliberately manipulated it, can you still blame me?"

Faced with Leng Qianning's insistence on protecting Ye Qian'an, Li Qingshan, who was at the peak of the Return to Void realm, twitched his mouth.

He was about to speak, but he saw the Dragon King, the strongest man in the Dragon Controlling Nation, staring at him. His sharp eyes seemed to tell him that if he dared to speak any more, he would surely die!

Li Qingshan didn't dare to joke about his own skills, so he could only return to his seat with an indignant look on his face, throwing his robe angrily, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

The envoy from the upper sect didn’t say anything. He also wanted to see how Ye Qian’an would deal with these guys.

Holding the jade sword tightly, the majestic sword intent in his body suddenly burst out like a startled wild goose.

At this moment, Lin Xuezhu came running over from not far away and threw the wine bag in his hand over: "Brother, take the wine."

Ye Qian'an laughed out loud: "Haha, Xuezhu understands me!"

Catching the wine bag thrown by Lin Xuezhu, Ye Qian'an drank it all in one gulp, then wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth and said, "My fellow disciples, please be patient. I don't know if this trick will work. Anyway, let me do it first."

"Xuezhu, back off."

Lin Xuezhu obediently stepped back.

At this time, the majestic sword energy surged wildly, and the hurricane that was rolled up forced the disciples who rushed up to retreat one after another to block the sword intent that could tear the void apart.

Qin Wuyan suddenly raised his head and said in panic:

"This sword intent is not good, stop him quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the immortal swords that had disappeared before suddenly gathered together, and the vast white clouds blossomed under the sword marks!

A dazzling golden light suddenly lit up, gathering with golden thunder.

See this scene.

The audience was silent.

This guy actually split the sky? !

Even the envoys from the upper sect were inevitably moved. Looking at the indescribable sword marks in the sky, they suddenly stood up from their chairs with a look of horror. With such sword intent, combined with the cultivation of the spirit transformation, one can slash the sky and become a saint. If one breaks through to the Mahayana in the future, wouldn't it be possible to slash the gods? !
This boy will become a great man in the future!

Under the splashing sword energy, many geniuses of the sects spat out scarlet blood and fell to the ground twitching. Even if it was only for a moment, they felt the sensation of their Nascent Soul being torn apart.

Qin Wuyan even knelt down on one knee, bleeding from all seven orifices, and many red sword marks faintly appeared on his skin.

"what--"

The Luohe Sect leader immediately stood up and roared, "How dare you, little God-transforming boy!"

Others may not be able to see it, but how could these powerful people at the peak of the Return to Void Realm not know it?

The previous sword intent directly tore Qin Wuyan's body apart, and what was torn apart was not only the body, but also the Nascent Soul of the Poisonous Young Master Qin Wuyan.

Qin Wuyan looked at his hands with unwillingness, his body fell to the ground as if it was about to collapse, and turned into a wisp of ash and disappeared.

hiss~
Seeing the scene before them, everyone gasped.

That was the Poison Young Master who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, yet he died in such an unclear way today that he didn't even have time for his Nascent Soul to fly out.

If the Nascent Soul fails to fly out, it means that the Nascent Soul is dead and its body has disappeared.

Li Qingshan gnashed his teeth and roared, "How dare you, little god-level kid, kill my Luohe Sect's genius? I will kill you!"

"Fellow Daoist Li, I'd better give you a piece of advice. If you dare to make a move, I don't mind destroying your entire Luohe Sect. Even if that old monster in your sect is here, he can't stop me."

Just as Li Qingshan was about to take action, Leng Qianning's emotionless voice sounded slowly and reached his ears, as captivating as a murderous demon.

Li Qingshan clenched his fists, and looking at Leng Qianning's attitude, he couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth.

In the end, he was still afraid of the other party's identity, so he could only suppress his anger in his heart. If there was a chance in the future, he would make Ye Qian'an pay with blood!
"Fellow Daoist Leng, you probably can't do this kind of sword intent either."

The Dragon Emperor nodded and smiled, then turned around and asked.

Leng Qianning did not answer the Dragon Emperor's question. She really had no way of displaying such terrifying sword intent. It was even difficult for her to comprehend the ability to kill people from a distance and tear apart Nascent Souls.

The Dragon Emperor smiled slightly, and fixed his gaze on Ye Qian'an again, saying with a somewhat admiring expression: "What a remarkable man."

The drunk Ye Qian'an lay on the steps. He felt sleepy and his eyelids kept twitching, as if they might close at any time.

At this moment, a clear fragrance wafted over his face. When he raised his head, he saw Lin Xuezhu's childish face.

Lin Xuezhu held Ye Qian'an's head and placed it on her flawless white thigh. She slid her slender fingers across the hair on Ye Qian'an's face and smiled gently.

"Brother, you have really become famous this time. With this sword strike, three people died, eight were seriously injured, and thirteen were slightly injured. I am afraid that these geniuses will only be afraid of you this time."

The envoy of the upper sect stood up, and his powerful voice echoed over the Qingxuan Sect: "The sect competition is officially over. The winner is the Qingxuan Sect's genius, Ye Qian'an!"

"The rewards are an intermediate-level immortal sword and a storage ring."

"And he will get a chance to go to the upper sect to practice once. To become the upper sect's genius disciple, Ye Qian'an needs to go there to practice within a hundred years. There must be no mistakes."

The envoy from the sect handed the reward to Leng Qianning. Since she was her disciple, it should be distributed by her.

However, Ye Qian'an was a little dissatisfied with the reward from the sect leader. He stood up shakily, burped, and bowed to the other party, saying, "Senior, can I exchange these two things for fine wine?"

(End of this chapter)