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

Ye Qian'an took advantage of the victory and recalled the magic sword again, slashing towards Zhou Wutai.

Zhou Wutai's eyes were wide open with anger, his black robe fluttered without wind, powerful spiritual power burst out from his body. He waved his arms, and black spiritual power waves flew towards Ye Qiyan's sword, trying to block Ye Qiyan's attack.

Boom!

The deafening explosion sounded again.

This burst of energy made countless cultivators turn pale, and they could only retreat hundreds of feet for fear of being affected by this energy and causing chaos in their spiritual power.

Zhou Wutai was horrified: "How could a young man like you possess such a powerful strength? Could it be that you have a magic weapon?"

Ye Qian'an put one hand behind his back and replied calmly, "Under the Golden Immortal, Ye will be the first."

"Insanity!"

Zhou Wutai was furious. What a great man, number one under the Golden Immortal. If he didn't kill him today, he would be laughed at by the whole world in the future!

Zhou Wutai clasped his hands together, and the surrounding black spiritual energy surged wildly, condensing into a huge devil's claw in the air, grabbing towards Ye Qian'an fiercely. Wherever the devil's claw passed, the space seemed to be distorted, making waves of heart-pounding sounds.

Ye Qian'an's eyes condensed, the sword in his hand shone brightly, his body was as fast as lightning, he did not retreat but rushed directly towards the huge claw. The moment he approached the claw, Ye Qian'an swung his sword and cut out a dazzling sword light, like a meteor across the sky.

"boom!"

The sword light collided with the devil's claws, and an even more amazing force erupted. A strong shock wave spread in all directions, and the surrounding mountains were shaken to pieces and rocks rolled down. Some weaker monks were even shocked by this force and vomited blood, looking miserable.

Ye Qian'an stood in the void, his clothes rustling, his eyes revealing determination and fearlessness.

"Zhou Wutai, today is the day you die!"

After saying that, he raised the magic sword again, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a raging tide, ready to give Zhou Wutai a fatal blow.

Zhou Wutai was startled and waved his hands immediately, but Ye Qian'an's sword was so fast that it was in front of him in almost an instant.
Feeling the cold sword light, Zhou Wutai immediately stepped back, and even his hands that were about to cast a spell were forced to stop.

"Ye Qian'an, you dare!"

Zhou Wutai was completely furious, but Ye Qian'an obviously did not intend to let him go. The sword light, like a stunning flash of lightning, pierced through his barrier shield without mercy and shot straight to his forehead.

"Damn guy."

Zhou Wutai's heart tightened, and he immediately waved his hand, grabbed his son Zhou Tianwu, and then threw him directly in front of him.

Under Zhou Tianwu's shocked gaze, the immortal sword directly pierced through his head. The latter didn't even let out a scream before turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing on the spot.

Ye Qian'an was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Zhou Wutai to be so cruel as to use his own son as a shield.

Ye Qian looked at Zhou Wutai coldly and said, "Zhou Wutai, you are so despicable that you even spared your own son."

Zhou Wutai's face was ferocious, his eyes were red, and he roared: "Ye Qian'an, you forced me to do this! Today, either you die or I die."

After saying that, he waved his hands again, and the black spiritual power surged like a tide, condensing into a more solid shield in front of him.

Ye Qian'an was not afraid at all. The magic sword in his hand shone brighter. He flashed and rushed towards Zhou Wutai like lightning.

The sword and the shield collided again, making a deafening sound. This time, the two sides were deadlocked, and powerful forces continued to impact each other. The monks around watched this thrilling battle from afar, and their hearts were filled with shock.

They had never seen such a fierce confrontation, nor had they ever thought that someone below the Golden Immortal could have such powerful strength.

Ye Qian'an moved his fingers slightly, continuously injecting spiritual power into the sword. The light on the sword became more and more dazzling, gradually suppressing Zhou Wutai's shield.

Zhou Wutai was horrified, and felt unprecedented pressure. He tried desperately to mobilize his spiritual power, but he could not stop the shield from gradually collapsing.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the shield. Then, the crack expanded rapidly, and finally the entire shield shattered.

Ye Qian'an's magic sword was like a piece of cake, stabbing directly towards Zhou Wutai.

Zhou Wutai looked at the immortal sword in despair, his heart filled with regret.

He regretted provoking Ye Qian'an, and even more regretted his arrogance. But it was too late to say anything now, he could only watch the immortal sword approaching him.

Just when the magic sword was about to pierce Zhou Wutai, a mysterious light suddenly shot out from a distance and blocked Zhou Wutai's way.

The immortal sword collided with the light, making a loud noise, and Ye Qian'an was knocked flying by the powerful recoil force.

Ye Qi steadied his body and looked in the direction where the light came from. He saw a figure slowly emerging. It was an old man in a white robe. His face was majestic and his eyes were deep.

The old man looked at Ye Qian'an, nodded slightly and said: "Young man, your strength is very good. But Zhou Wutai cannot die in your hands."

Ye Qian'an frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why did you save him?"

The old man said calmly: "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that Zhou Wutai still has his mission and can't die now."

Ye Qian'an sneered, "Mission? He has done so many evil things, what mission can he have?"

"Young man, if you dare to act so presumptuously again, I will have no choice but to kill you today!"

Ye Qian'an turned around and whispered, "Die!"

The Extreme Realm's spiritual consciousness suddenly moved, and instantly the entire square was shrouded in a huge and incredible spiritual consciousness. All the powerful people in the Immortal Realm gasped, and the Nascent Soul in their bodies was unusually unstable, trembling slightly.

This feeling came quickly and went away just as quickly. Zhou Wutai's body trembled, his eyes became unfocused, and he slowly fell to the ground. After twitching a few times, he became motionless.

"presumptuous!"

The old man in the white robe was extremely angry. He didn't expect that Ye Qian'an would dare to kill Zhou Wutai in front of him. Didn't he want to live?
Ye Qian'an said calmly: "You should be a strong man from the Shenlong Country. Now that the Shenlong Country has become like that, how dare you act so recklessly here?"

"Rampant! Do you really think that my Shenlong Nation has stood tall in Dongsheng Shenzhou for so many years just because of its reputation?"

The old man in white robe twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and waved his sleeves suddenly. Several white rays shot out from his sleeves, and these white rays scattered all over the sky. After a while, the white rays became stronger, and countless white silks spread out.

In just a blink of an eye, these white silks covered the sky, and finally formed a looming net that covered the entire sky.

(End of this chapter)