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

Ye Qian'an protected the little girl even more tightly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately drew the magic sword from his waist and said lightly: "This is none of your business, you should just take care of yourself!"

Zhao Guozhen sneered, then raised his right hand slightly, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and then snorted coldly: "Humph, if you don't want to die, just hand over the little girl obediently, maybe I can spare your life."

Ye Qian'an naturally would not compromise easily. He knew that once he handed over the little girl, he would face unknown dangers.

Ye Qian'an secretly clenched his fists, preparing to fight to the death with Zhao Guozhen.

The little girl was behind Ye Qian'an, her hands unconsciously clutching his clothes. She felt an inexplicable hatred towards Zhao Guozhen in her heart, but she didn't understand where this hatred came from.

At this moment, strong men from the Lingyu clan suddenly appeared here, surrounded Ye Qian'an and others, and at the same time looked at the little girl on Ye Qian'an.

The Lingyu clan elder frowned slightly and thought to himself, "Why does this girl... look exactly like Her Majesty the Queen when she was a child? Could it be... that she is Her Majesty the Queen?"

The Great Elder's face suddenly changed, realizing that this person was most likely the Queen. He immediately looked at Ziyou beside him and said, "Ziyou, kill this human and take the little girl back."

Ziyou reacted. Although she didn't know why the Great Elder asked her to snatch the little girl away, she still obeyed the Great Elder's order and rushed towards Ye Qian'an's position.

"Little brother, we meet again." Zi You seemed to recognize that this was the human who broke into the sacred pond of the Lingyu tribe not long ago, and immediately said with a cold smile: "I let you escape before, and today I will make you stay in the desert forever no matter what."

Ye Qian'an said speechlessly: "My dear sister, you are really relentless in pursuing me. I have become like this, and you still know me."

Ziyou raised a cruel smile, and gathered the spiritual power in his hand, transforming it into a sharp blade that shone with dim light. "Humph, do you think you can easily escape from my palm? You were lucky last time, but it won't be that easy this time."

Ye Qian'an looked at Zi You who wanted to kill him, and said speechlessly: "Miss, can you please let me live? If we fight to the death, I'm afraid others will reap the benefits."

Zi You snorted coldly and said, "Little brother, you are a human cultivator. Our Lingyu clan has always been at war with humans. Now you have captured a disciple of my Tianyu clan. Do you think I can let you leave here? Whether you hide your cultivation or not, it has nothing to do with me. You must die today."

Ye Qian'an hugged the little girl tightly and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack. He gently placed the little girl behind a boulder and whispered, "Stay here and don't come out."

The little girl's eyes were full of worry, but she nodded obediently.

Ye Qian'an turned around, swung the immortal sword, and fought with Ziyou. The immortal sword and the spiritual blade collided, splashing bursts of spiritual sparks.

"Little brother, it seems that your strength has improved again, but you are still too weak in front of the strong men in the semi-saint realm."

Ziyou's attacking skills are extremely skillful. This time, she is determined to kill Ye Qian'an here, otherwise, if the news gets out, how will their Lingyu clan save their reputation?

Ye Qian'an shook his head helplessly. There was no better solution at this point, so he could only rush forward.

Ye Qian'an knew very well that there was a big gap in strength between himself and Ziyou, but if he gave up now, only death would await him. After all, the strong men of the Lingyu clan would never let him leave the desert area safely.

Even if they chased him to the human area, it would be impossible for Ye Qian'an to leave so easily.

Ye Qian'an danced his fingers quickly and at the same time summoned the magic sword to resist Zi You's storm-like attack.

Ziyou noticed Ye Qian'an's change and was slightly startled, but the pace of his attack did not slow down.

Ye Qianan saw the right opportunity, swung the Immortal Sword, and performed a set of sword moves that he had never used before. The sword moves contained strange spiritual power fluctuations, which made Ziyou a little difficult to deal with for a while. "Humph, a dying struggle!"

Ziyou snorted coldly, and the spiritual blade in her hand shone brightly. She displayed the secret skills of the Lingyu clan, and for a moment, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by her spiritual power.

Ye Qian'an felt the pressure doubled, and every time he resisted it was like he was fighting against a mountain.

Just as the two were fighting fiercely, Zhao Guozhen couldn't hold back any longer.

Seeing that the Lingyu people were distracted by the little girl's matter, Zhao Guozhen decided to change his strategy and immediately cast a forbidden spell in secret, summoning several shadow clones.

These clones pounced on other powerful members of the Lingyu clan, while his real body quietly sneaked towards the little girl behind the boulder.

The great elder of the Lingyu tribe was watching the battle between Ye Qian'an and Ziyou, when he suddenly felt a dangerous aura approaching from behind. He turned around and saw that it was Zhao Guozhen's shadow clone attacking him.

He hurriedly ordered the strong men in his clan to respond, but at the same time he secretly thought that something was wrong, fearing that Zhao Guozhen's true identity had other plans.

Ye Qian'an also caught a glimpse of Zhao Guozhen's movements during the battle. He was extremely anxious. Ignoring Ziyou's attack, he forced her back a step, then turned and ran towards the little girl.

Seeing this, Ziyou wanted to stop him, but Ye Qian'an was so fast that she couldn't catch up with him for a while.

As Zhao Guozhen was about to approach the little girl, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

Just as he stretched out his hand and was about to touch the little girl, a powerful force suddenly burst out from the little girl's body, which pushed Zhao Guozhen back several steps.

Zhao Guozhen was shocked and couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

"This energy, you are..."

The little girl seemed to have used up all her energy and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Ye Qian'an seized the opportunity and quickly appeared beside the girl. With a wave of his fingers, he immediately entered the fairy palace.

With the sudden disappearance of night, all the strong men in the field had a look of confusion on their faces. They might as well believe that several living people had disappeared out of thin air.

Moreover, there was no energy fluctuation emitted by any spiritual power in the air, as if it had disappeared out of thin air in the desert.

Zhao Guozhen's face turned pale as he said, "It turned out to be an Immortal Palace. I didn't expect that this little unborn child could have such protection from an Immortal Palace. It seems that this person's identity is not simple. He is very likely a strong man from one of the major forces."

At this time, Zhao Guozhen had no interest in continuing to fight. After all, the gathering of strong men from the Tianyu tribe here was a once-in-a-century event.

Moreover, the abilities they display are definitely no less than those of peak saints, and the energy they emit is even more devastating.

If I continue to pester you, I'm afraid my life will be in danger. (End of this chapter)