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

"Then... let's give it a try."

Her slender fingers gently brushed across the sharp sword edge, and the crisp sound of the sword suddenly resounded in the air. At the moment the sword sounded, Leng Qianning's body suddenly disappeared, and when she reappeared, she was already behind the old man in green robe.

At the tip of the sword, the light blue sword energy surged three feet, stabbing towards the latter's vital parts cunningly and viciously.

The moment Leng Qianning's body disappeared, the green-robed old man with rich combat experience noticed it. He swayed his body and twisted it half a foot to the left strangely, just barely avoiding the cold sword edge.

"Burning your own life, good girl, quite interesting!"

The green-robed old man smiled strangely and said, "How can I, a late True Immortal, be defeated by you, a mid-True Immortal? This is ridiculous!"

The attack missed, but Leng Qianning's expression did not change at all. His palm loosened the hilt of the sword, and the strange long sword suddenly stuck to Leng Qianning's palm and began to spin rapidly.

The sharp sword blade flashed a cold light and lightly cut through the waist of the old man in green robe. The solid spiritual armor covering it seemed to be like thin paper, without any resistance to the sword energy that could only be produced by extreme compression.

"Swish..." The sound of the sword cutting through flesh sounded dully in the sky.

The old man in green robe covered his waist tightly with his hands. Bright red blood seeped out from between his fingers and kept dripping down. The severe pain made his face covered with cold sweat.

From Leng Qianning's sudden attack to the green-robed old man being injured and retreating, only about ten seconds passed. When everyone came to their senses, the green-robed old man, who was among the strongest in the True Immortal Realm, had already been injured and was fleeing backward in embarrassment.

"Damn it, this woman is burning her own life. Let's get together and kill her!"

The roar of the green-robed old man brought the other old men back to their senses instantly. Their faces were ferocious and they rushed towards Leng Qianning desperately.

Leng Qianning was exhausted at this time. The explosion she just gained by burning her life had seriously damaged her vitality and her body was on the verge of collapse.

She watched helplessly as many old men came rushing in, but she was no longer able to resist.

Endless sadness and despair surged in her heart. She fled all the way, but ultimately she could not escape this deadly encirclement.

She slowly raised her hand and pointed the bloody blade at her throat, her eyes empty and resolute. Rather than being tortured to death by these people, it would be better to end it herself and retain the last bit of dignity.

Just when Leng Qianning was about to cut it off with force, the sky suddenly changed, and a mysterious light and shadow came rushing over, accompanied by a powerful force fluctuation, which temporarily forced back the old men who pounced on Leng Qianning.

Not only that, the incomparable terrifying sword intent caused Leng Qianning's beautiful face to change instantly. She immediately raised her head and looked towards the sky.

Everyone looked up at the sky in astonishment, only to see the light and shadow gradually become clearer, revealing a young man in white.

He was floating quietly in the air, his eyes fixed on Leng Qianning. There was a complicated look in his eyes, as if there was pity, and some other indescribable emotions.

Leng Qianning was stunned by this sudden change, the sword in her hand trembled slightly, and tears actually flowed at this moment.

"Who are you? Why do you want to interfere in the affairs of my Sky Dynasty?" The sudden appearance of the white figure and the terrifying move he had shown before immediately made the face of the old man in the lead look much gloomier.

However, at this time, he did not dare to offend a mysterious strong man of unknown origin. He looked at his companions, stepped forward and said in a deep voice. As the sky in the distance was split into two, Ye Qian'an ignored the guys from the Sky Dynasty and walked towards Leng Qianning who was lying on the ground and had no strength left.

Ye Qian'an, holding the magic sword, walked towards Leng Qianning step by step. Especially when he saw that pale face, Ye Qian'an felt as if his heart was pierced by a needle, and felt a tearing pain.

The green-robed old man flew into a rage: "Little boy, didn't you hear my elder brother asking you a question? Since you want to die, you can't blame us. Go to hell!"

After the green-robed old man finished speaking, he was about to attack again, but Ye Qian'an just glanced sideways with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The magic sword in his hand trembled slightly, and in an instant, a bright sword light lit up. This sword light seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space and instantly appeared in front of the green-robed old man.

The old man in green robe widened his eyes in horror and wanted to dodge but found that his body could not move. The sword light pierced through his chest without any hindrance.

His body froze instantly, the life in his eyes quickly disappeared, and then he fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

The other old men were horrified when they saw this. They never expected Ye Qian'an to be so ruthless and decisive, and to be so powerful.

But they knew that today's matter would not be resolved peacefully. After looking at each other, they decided to fight to the death.

The other strong men took the lead in attacking and displayed their family's unique skills. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the powerful spiritual power gathered into a fierce torrent rushing towards Ye Qian'an.

Ye Qian'an was not in a hurry. He gently swung the magic sword, drawing a graceful arc in the air. The surging torrent of spiritual power dissipated quickly like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qian'an flashed and shuttled among the remaining old men like a ghost. Every time he swung the immortal sword, it brought up a blood mist.

But in the blink of an eye, all the old men who were chasing Leng Qianning were killed on the spot, and Ye Qian'an put away his magic sword and walked quickly towards Leng Qianning, his eyes full of concern and tenderness.

When the ancestor of the Sky Dome Dynasty saw this, he stopped what he was doing and couldn’t believe that Ye Qian’an could kill so many powerful people with just one sword.

This person is extremely powerful and is definitely not an ordinary person.

Ye Qian'an half-knelt on the ground, gently wiping the blood stains from the corners of Leng Qianning's mouth: "I'm back."

"I have no grudges against you in the Sky Dynasty, but I will keep your behavior in mind..."

Even though he was at a disadvantage, the old man still sneered and said something cruel, then let out a sharp hiss and shouted, "Retreat!"

Ye Qian'an moved his fingers slightly, and the fairy sword beside him instantly turned into a ray of light and shot towards the people who wanted to escape.

"Those who harm our Master will all stay here."

The old man's face changed drastically, and he quickly used all his spiritual power to resist an attack of this intensity. However, at the moment of contact, his head flew into the sky.

Also flying up were the heads of other powerful men from the Sky Dynasty. Each of them stared with eyes as big as copper bells, unable to believe that they would die so easily at the hands of the juniors today!
(End of this chapter)