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

Chapter 3: A slap to teach her a lesson
"Brother, if you really molested Junior Sister Zhou Tong, just admit it."

"Yes, if you apologize sincerely, at most your cultivation will be abolished and you will be expelled from the sect. If you continue like this, your limbs will definitely be chopped off."

"Brother, just admit your mistake. With Elder Huo here, he will definitely give you a lighter punishment."

The sect disciples began to make a fuss, all trying to persuade Ye Qian'an to admit his mistake and let the matter go.

After all, Ye Qian'an used to be the prodigy of Qingxuan Sect. He broke through the foundation-building stage at a young age and almost became the sect master's personal disciple. Even though his cultivation level has dropped now, there are still many disciples who take him as a role model.

Is it really that difficult to admit yourself?

For a moment, all criticism was directed at Ye Qian'an.

Everyone thought that Senior Brother Ye had drunkenly and bullied Junior Sister.

Even Elder Huoyunzi couldn't help but frown, not knowing who to trust. On one side was Ye Qian'an, the previous generation prodigy of the Qingxuan Sect, and on the other side was Miss Zhou Tong of the Zhou family. For a moment, he didn't know how to choose.

At this time, Wang Hao walked in from outside the mountain gate. He was in tattered clothes, with disheveled hair, and was trembling all over like a beggar.

He almost died suddenly under the previous Qi force. If he hadn't injected the Qi force into the magic sword in time, his arm would probably have been shattered.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Wang Hao pushed the disciple beside him away, staring at Ye Qian'an with red eyes and wide eyes, roaring: "Ye Qian'an! Pay for my sword!"

His magic sword was given to him by his master. It was a mid-grade spiritual sword and was extremely precious. But now it was broken into pieces, making him feel unprecedented anger.

Ye Qian'an ignored Wang Hao's anger. Holding the wine jar, he staggered to Zhou Tong and asked, "Are you sure I molested you?"

"I do..."

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

A crisp and pleasant slapping sound instantly rang out, and Zhou Tong's fragile body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall without any warning.

Zhou Tong's face had already become red and swollen, two of his teeth had fallen out, and blood was flowing out from the corners of his mouth. He looked extremely terrifying.

Seeing this, the disciples on both sides were once again shocked and speechless.

Junior Sister Zhou Tong was slapped and sent flying...

"You, you! How dare you hit me!"

Zhou Tong has been spoiled and pampered since she was a child. Even when she came to Qingxuan Sect, the elders in the sect would give her some face because of the influence of their Zhou family.

Now that she was beaten, how could she possibly accept such a fact? She rushed towards Ye Qian'an like a mad woman.

Ye Qian'an had an expressionless face as he kicked Zhou Tong hard in the stomach. The kick was so powerful that Zhou Tong hit the wall directly. The huge shock wave penetrated several walls and hit the pile of boulders outside.

The huge roar also attracted the attention of many cultivators. The female disciples of Qingxuan Sect ran over quickly and pulled Zhou Tong, who was spitting blood, out of the ruins.

All of Zhou Tong's ribs were broken and his internal organs were damaged. If it weren't for the magic weapon protecting him, Zhou Tong would have died suddenly by now.

Pfft!

A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out.

Zhou Tong bared his teeth in pain and threatened: "My Zhou family will not let you go!"

Ye Qian'an took a step forward and slapped Zhou Tong in the face again without any hesitation. The latter didn't even have the chance to react. He turned around more than ten times before he barely stopped.

With the tinnitus, Zhou Tong's right cheek had already become red and swollen, making people want to laugh. Zhou Tong had just joined the sect not long ago, and currently only had the third level of Qi training, so it was impossible for her to block Ye Qian'an's slap.

"You evildoer, you are seeking death!"

How could Wang Hao, the number one bootlicker of Qingxuan Sect, tolerate this? Junior Sister Zhou Tong was his favorite, and now she was beaten like a dog. Today, he was determined to destroy Ye Qian'an no matter what.

Ye Qian'an showed disdain.

Although he only has the strength of a Nascent Soul, he has profound attainments in the Drunken Sword Immortal. When he is drunk, he is not afraid of even the strong ones in the Spirit Transformation Realm or the Return to Void Realm.

Elder Huoyunzi frowned, knowing that something was wrong with Ye Qian'an. He quickly stepped forward to stop the angry Wang Hao and shouted, "Don't do anything until you figure it out."

"Uncle Huo, please get out of my way. Today I will kill this piece of trash without a burial place. Otherwise, my Taoism will be frustrated and I will never be able to break through again in this life!"

Wang Hao had completely lost his mind and didn't care about Uncle Huoyunzi's dissuasion. Now he just wanted to kill Ye Qian'an and avenge his spirit sword and Junior Sister Zhou Tong.

When Huoyunzi learned that Wang Hao's Taoism was damaged, his face turned pale, because such a small thing could cause his Taoism to be damaged.

Now there are only two choices, either kill Ye Qian'an, or Ye Qian'an kneels on the ground and apologizes. Otherwise, his inner demon will grow, and it will be difficult for Wang Hao to make any breakthrough in his life.

After weighing the pros and cons, Huoyunzi quietly stepped aside. After all, Wang Hao was the direct disciple of his senior brother. If he could not make a breakthrough in this life, his senior brother would definitely blame him.

A cold light flashed from Wang Hao's body. He snatched the magic sword from the arms of a disciple on the side, and stabbed the cold sword energy directly at Ye Qian'an's neck.

He didn't even give Ye Qian'an the chance to kneel down and beg for mercy. He only wanted to kill the former genius in front of him.

Ye Qian'an had an indifferent expression as he picked up a wooden stick without any spiritual power from the ground. He then radiated blue light from his entire body and the sword intent that soared into the sky shuttled freely through the clouds like a dragon.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, shaking the earth.

The dark night sky turned light blue under the influence of the sword energy, like an immortal from Shenzhou, which was chilling.

Wang Hao suddenly stopped, raised his head, stared at the sword that pierced the clouds with horror, and said in panic: "Impossible, you are only in the Qi training stage, how can you have such strength?!"

Ye Qian'an didn't say anything. He casually drank the liquor in the jar. Then he smiled heartily and waved his right hand.

The blue sword that pierced through the clouds was thousands of feet long. It not only tore the sky apart, but also caused countless disciples to go blind in an instant under the extreme sword energy.

"Ah, my eyes!"

“My eyes!!”

"Such a terrifying sword energy! I can't see anything!"

Wang Hao was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, with yellow liquid flowing down his trouser legs. His lips were pale and his throat seemed to be locked by some energy, so he couldn't make any sound at all.

There was a dead silence.

At this moment, time seems to stand still.

An extremely pure sword intent burst out from Ye Qian'an, and the giant sword in the sky seemed to respond, falling vertically at an extremely fast speed.

Suddenly, the entire Qingxuan Sect was shaken.

The birds and swallows in the woods were startled and flew away, and the wild beasts in the mountains and fields were running wildly. Those wild beasts that were rarely seen in normal days also ran down the mountain like crazy under the cold sword energy.

(End of this chapter)