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

Ye Qian'an stopped, glanced sideways at the group of guys hiding in the dark, and then disappeared from the spot as fast as lightning.

The powerful Golden Immortal of Corpse Yin Sect stood up and said with a gloomy smile: "If you want to escape from under the nose of my Corpse Yin Sect, it depends on whether you have the ability to do so."

"Keep chasing him. I want to see if this young man has the ability to escape from my hands."

"As ordered!"

Ye Qian'an, who was galloping away, had already sensed the aura of the Corpse Yin Sect. It was obvious that they came for the Corpse Yin Sect's most precious treasure, the Demon Blood Blade, in his hand. However, what they wanted most was to kill him.

Although Ye Qian'an didn't understand why other people who didn't pass the test were able to enter the secret realm, since they were able to come here, it meant that the strong people here had allowed them to enter.

Without time to think, Ye Qian'an waved his fingers, and countless top-grade spirit stones broke through the air and immediately turned into a formation that was arranged around. As long as those guys arrived, they would never return.

Outside, everyone watching the secret realm competition smiled slightly.

The head of Liuyun Sword Sect shrugged and nodded, saying, "It seems that this young man does have some talent. He actually knows some formations. It is really incredible that a cultivator who uses swords can use formations."

The empress of the Zixiao Dynasty supported her chin with one hand, squinted her eyes, and stared at the picture on the projector. She raised her eyebrows, and then looked at the gloomy-faced leader of the Corpse Yin Sect, Guishazi.

This guy must be in a bad mood at the moment.

Gui Shazi clenched the dagger in his hand and thought to himself, "Young man, you really surprised me. But it doesn't matter. I want to see how you can survive in the hands of the people I arranged."

The cultivators he arranged had already reached the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, but they were old-school Golden Immortal powerhouses whose cultivation had long since stagnated at the great perfection realm of the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, and they could enter the late stage of the Golden Immortal at any time.

By that time, this young man will be scared to death.

...............

In the secret space, their every move has long been seen by the powerful people from the outside world. As long as Ye Qian'an and others do not step into the depths of the secret realm, they will not be able to escape the control of Aolai Kingdom.

Even if you go deep into it, it would be difficult to leave alive. After all, there is a special magnetic field deep within the secret realm of Aolai Kingdom, which will not only interfere with the exploration of the outside world, but the danger is even far greater than before.

Ye Qian'an stopped and said coldly: "Since you are here, please come out. Don't joke with me."

"Jie Jie Jie."

As a cold voice suddenly sounded, an old man in a black robe walked out slowly. The old man was thin and had a cold face. There were two scorpion totems on his palms.

"A powerful golden immortal?!"

Judging from his aura, this old fellow's strength is in the middle stage of Golden Immortal.

The old man in black robe shrugged and said coldly: "My friend, I didn't expect you to live such a comfortable life. In this secret place full of death, you have expanded your spiritual vision. It is really admirable."

Ye Qian'an nodded and said, "Old sir, as a cultivator of the same realm, you are not tired following me all the way?"

"Oh?"

The old man in black robe raised his eyebrows, looked at Ye Qian'an in front of him meaningfully and said: "I didn't expect that a little kid like you could sense the old man's aura. Interesting, really interesting."

“I’m not a strong man from the Corpse Yin Sect, but I’m interested in the Corpse Yin Sect’s most precious treasure, the Demon Blood Blade, which is on you. Give it to me, and I can make your death easier.” Ye Qian’an said calmly, “That depends on whether you have the ability to do it.”

The old man narrowed his eyes, and a scepter covered with skulls suddenly appeared in his hand, which he then fiercely thrust into the ground. Countless souls continued to spread out in all directions like raging waves, even dyeing the sky and the earth black.

"Young man, it seems that you really don't want to accept my offer. In this case, I can only extract your soul and let you experience the cruelest way to die in the world."

Ye Qian'an asked calmly, "I'm very curious, why do you want the Corpse Yin Sect's most precious treasure, the Devil Blood Blade? Is there something different about this Devil Blood Blade?"

"Why not tell you?"

The old man held one hand behind his back and replied calmly, "This Corpse Yin Sect's most precious weapon, the Demon Blood Blade, may seem like just an ordinary dagger, but it can control corpses. As long as it can cut through the skin, if the corpse qi in the body cannot be expelled in time, within a moment, it will completely become a corpse."

"It just so happens that you have great talent and possess the most precious Demon Blood Blade. I really want to refine you into a puppet. I think it will be very comfortable."

When Ye Qian'an heard this, he understood why so many people were coveting this Demon Blood Blade, but why didn't Qin Wuhen of Liuyun Sword Sect want it?

Are you afraid of bringing trouble to yourself?

Before Ye Qian'an could think, the strong man in front of him had already rushed up, and the scepter in his hand smashed Ye Qian'an's head hard.

There was a dull thud.

Ye Qian'an held the Fengming Sword in his hand and easily blocked the old man's full-strength attack: "Now that everything has been clarified, old sir, are you interested in becoming Ye's corpse leader?"

"Arrogant youngster." The old man was furious. "It seems that you really don't know what the sky is high and the earth is deep. Today, I will make you pay a heavy price."

"Ten thousand demons shake the sky!!"

As the old man's roar fell, magic power surged all over his body. An inky black aura instantly spread out and turned into a magic cloud that covered the sky and the sun. In the magic cloud, countless demon heads and ghost faces were faintly heard, and their sharp howls resounded throughout the area.

The powerful fluctuations of magical power actually caused the surrounding space to begin to distort and deform, as if it was about to be torn apart by this force.

Ye Qian'an remained calm. He gently swung the Fengming Sword in his hand, and the sword suddenly glowed with golden light. Amid the crisp sound of the sword, a golden sword energy rushed towards the demonic clouds in the sky like a rainbow piercing the sun.

Wherever the sword energy reached, the demonic clouds dissipated, and the demon heads and ghost faces turned into dust the moment they came into contact.

"Old sir, please stop struggling in vain. You and I have no deep hatred. If I can become the leader of corpses, it will be an opportunity for both you and me."

Ye Qian'an's voice was clearly heard by the old man in the chaos, but the old man was already furious and didn't listen to the advice at all. He waved his hands faster and muttered something, trying to summon more powerful magic to fight back.

"Young man, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?" The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked loudly with his eyes as big as copper bells.

"Don't worry, I will tell you personally after you die."

Ye Qian'an smiled faintly.

Perhaps he doesn't know yet that Ye Qian'an is already invincible in the same realm at this moment, and he is not qualified to be his opponent.

(End of this chapter)