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

Ye Qian stood quietly in place, facing Zhou Tianwu who was rushing towards him like a madman, his expression remained calm and composed, as if the person in front of him was just an ant, not a peak True Immortal.

Ye Qian'an raised his right hand slightly and waved it lightly. It seemed casual, but an invisible force surged out, like an invisible barrier, easily resisting Zhou Tianwu's attack which was filled with powerful momentum and anger.

After Zhou Tianwu's attack came into contact with this force, it was like a wave hitting a reef, and it instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Ye Qian'an did not move at all, and his clothes did not flutter at all. There was no ripple in his eyes, like a deep and bottomless pool, looking at Zhou Tianwu coldly.

"Zhou Tianwu, your struggle is in vain. You have to bear the consequences today for the evil deeds you sowed in the past." Ye Qian'an's voice was as calm as water, but it carried an unquestionable majesty. In this noisy battlefield, every word was clearly heard by everyone, like the bell of judgment.

Seeing this, Zhou Tianwu became more and more crazy. He kept using various magic weapons and spells. Colorful lights flashed around him. The powerful spiritual power emitted by the magic weapons gathered into fierce attacks, overwhelming towards Ye Qian'an.

However, Ye Qian'an just frowned slightly, slowly formed seals with his hands, and a golden light curtain appeared in front of him. Those seemingly fierce attacks hit the light curtain, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, which were gorgeous but could not cause any substantial damage.

Ye Qian'an looked at Zhou Tianwu and shook his head slightly, as if he felt sorry for his behavior.

"You think you can hurt me with these? How naive."

His words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Zhou Tianwu's heart, making Zhou Tianwu's anger and despair even stronger. However, in the face of the absolute gap in strength, everything seemed so powerless.

Ye Qian'an waved his hand casually, and the surging spiritual power surged out like a raging wave, hitting Zhou Tianwu hard.

Zhou Tianwu felt as if he was hit by an ancient mountain, and he flew backwards uncontrollably.

His body drew a chaotic arc in the air and fell heavily on the distant mountain like a rag bag.

"boom!"

The mountain trembled violently under the impact, with debris flying and smoke and dust billowing up.

Zhou Tianwu's body was deeply stuck in the rocks, blood gushed out of his mouth, dyeing the land in front of him red.

He struggled to get up, but his body felt like it was falling apart and every movement was excruciatingly painful.

Ye Qian'an walked slowly towards Zhou Tianwu step by step. Every step he took seemed to carry a tremendous force, filling Zhou Tianwu's heart with fear.

"Zhou Tianwu, this is what happens when you try to suck my soul out. You used to be high and mighty, doing whatever you want, but now, in my eyes, you are nothing more than a lamb to be slaughtered."

Zhou Tianwu's eyes were filled with hatred and unwillingness. He shouted hoarsely, "Ye Qian'an, don't be too proud. Even if I die, I won't let you off easily. My father won't let you go!"

Ye Qian'an sneered and said with disdain: "Your father? Humph, if he dares to come, I will make him never come back. Today, you must pay the price for what you did."

After saying that, Ye Qian'an raised his hand. A light flickered in his palm, and a lightsaber made of spiritual power condensed into it, emitting a chilling aura.

Zhou Tianwu looked at the lightsaber and knew that his time was up, so he immediately crushed the token in his hand.

Just as Ye Qi'an was about to swing his lightsaber, a powerful spiritual power wave suddenly came from the distant sky, and a majestic voice sounded like thunder: "Ye Qi'an, stop it!" Hearing the movement, Ye Qi'an stopped his actions, turned sideways, and looked at the sky in the distance that had already been dyed red by the energy. Standing with his hands behind his back, his white robe fluttered in the wind.

In the distant sky, I saw an old man in a black robe rushing towards me. Spiritual energy was surging around him, and he seemed to be carrying a dark cloud. The sky became darker wherever he passed.

This person is none other than the old leader of the Shenxuan Sect, Zhou Tianwu’s father and Zhou Yuyan’s grandfather. His strength has reached the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, and he is also a very famous figure in this world.

"You, a young boy, how dare you hurt my children and grandchildren? You really don't know how to live or die." The old man in black robe opened his eyes wide, and the murderous intent in his eyes shot towards Ye Qian'an without any concealment.

See who's coming.

The Great Elder was the first to kneel on the ground, kowtowed and bowed, saying: "Greetings, Master!"

The disciples naturally did not dare to slack off, and immediately knelt on the ground with the elders, "Disciple greets the master!"

The former sect leader was extremely powerful and was also a powerful Golden Immortal of the older generation. Now he has broken through to the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, which is obviously his ultimate limit.

Ye Qian'an's expression remained unchanged. He just looked at the old man in black robes calmly and said indifferently, "Old Sect Master, if you want to stand up for their evil deeds, I am not afraid."

The old man in black robe snorted coldly, looked at Zhou Tianwu who was lying on the ground, and angrily said: "What a big tone! You are just a small early stage golden immortal, and you dare to be arrogant in front of me. Today, I will let you know that there is always someone better than you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and instantly appeared in front of Ye Qian'an. He raised his hand and launched an astonishingly powerful spiritual attack. The black spiritual power coiled towards Ye Qian'an like a python.

Ye Qian'an's eyes focused, and his body quickly dodged the fierce attack. He tapped the ground with his toes, and leaped up like a flying bird. The immortal sword in his hand was unsheathed in an instant, and stabbed at the old man in black robe.

The immortal sword, with its dazzling light, cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Seeing this, the old man in black robe sneered with disdain. He took out his magic weapon calmly, which was a black staff emitting a faint light.

With a wave of the staff, a black light curtain appeared, easily blocking Ye Qian'an's attack.

"Is that all you can do?" the old man in black robe sneered.

Ye Qian'an still showed no emotion. He retreated a hundred feet, took out a pot of wine, and drank it in front of everyone.

After quickly finishing the pot of wine, Ye Qian'an was a little drunk. He immediately recalled the magic sword, held it with both hands, and muttered something. The light on the magic sword became more and more dazzling, as if it had gathered the spiritual power between heaven and earth.

"Go to the misty mountains, the immortal sword returns to the gods, the blue bird in the clouds, the fallen leaves cut the sky!"

Nalan Xue watched all this nervously from the side, she knew that Ye Qi'an was facing great danger at the moment. She held the flute tightly in her hand, wanting to help, but was afraid that her intervention would distract Ye Qi'an.

Everyone in the Shenxuan Sect held their breath and stared at this thrilling battle, wondering who would survive.

(End of this chapter)