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

The second person to appear was an earth-based monk who was good at defense. As soon as he entered the scene, he cast earth-based spells and built layers of earth shields around himself, like an indestructible fortress.

The second demon to come out was a wind demon. His body was as fast as lightning. Amid the howling wind, he carried sharp wind blades to cut towards the earth shield of the earth monk.

Although the earth shield was strong, cracks gradually appeared under the continuous attacks of the wind demon. However, don’t underestimate this ordinary earth shield. The moment the strong demon touched it, he was instantly wrapped in mud.

Before the powerful demon could react, the quasi-saint peak cultivator rushed up and killed the powerful demon in front of him with one punch.

The human camp suddenly cheered, and morale was boosted. The earth-type monk put away his spell expressionlessly and walked back to the camp slowly. Although he seemed calm, his slightly trembling hands still revealed his inner excitement and fatigue.

The demons were in a commotion. The Heaven-Slaying Demon Emperor had a gloomy expression on his face. He snorted coldly and signaled the next demon warrior to come on stage. This was a tall, muscular demon rock giant. Every step he took made the ground tremble slightly. The rock armor on his body exuded a dark luster, as if it could resist all attacks in the world.

The third human to appear is a female monk of the thunder element. She has a graceful figure but exudes a fierce aura.

She just waved her hand lightly, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning.

Thick bolts of lightning struck the Demon Rock Giant like silver snakes. The Demon Rock Giant raised his arms, and a magical halo appeared on his rock armor, which actually blocked the power of lightning.

The female monk's expression changed upon seeing this. Then her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she let out a delicate cry. Spiritual power surged through her body, and a purple lightning bolt as thick as a bucket flew straight towards the head of the Demon Rock Giant.

The Demonic Rock Giant was unable to dodge and was hit on the head by lightning. His body shook a few times and rock fragments flew everywhere.

But it quickly steadied itself, let out a roar, and rushed towards the nun, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step.

The female monk was not in a hurry. She took out a lightning sword in her hand and rushed towards the demon rock giant. For a moment, lightning collided with the rock, shining brightly and making a deafening roar...

Seeing this, the strong men on both sides clenched their fists in worry, both wanting the strong men in their own camp to win.

Fortunately, this female cultivator successfully killed the opponent's powerful demon.

The human camp won all the next few battles.

In the previous seven games, Border Great Wall had won six games in a row except the first one. However, even in this favorable situation where victory was certain, they lost the eighth game.

Moreover, this female swordsman became the second person to be killed on the battlefield.

After that, they suffered a crushing defeat and kept losing until the twelfth match. However, everyone thought that they would win the twelfth match because that quasi-saint monk was recognized as a top-level swordsman with outstanding combat power and experience in hundreds of battles. Even monks at the semi-saint level had been killed by him.

But he still lost and became the third swordsman to die tragically at the hands of a powerful demon.

The human camp was instantly shrouded in gloom. The originally high morale plummeted and a feeling of despair spread in everyone's hearts.

Ye Qian'an watched these scenes with a frown on his face and a serious look in his eyes. He slowly stood up, threw the wine jug aside, stretched his muscles, and his bones made a crackling sound.

Ice Emperor walked up to him and whispered, "Qian, the situation is critical now, don't be impulsive. The strength of the demons is beyond imagination, so you must be cautious." Ye Qian nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and walked towards the center of the battlefield step by step. His steps seemed slow, but every step was filled with a strong aura, attracting everyone's attention.

When the Heaven-Slaying Demon Emperor saw Ye Qian'an appear, he snorted disdainfully: "Who is this hairy boy? Does the human race have no more strong men to send?"

Master Wang Qing looked stern and said in a deep voice: "Don't underestimate him. Although this boy is young, he has great opportunities and may be able to turn the tide."

Ye Qian'an stood in the middle of the field, glanced at the powerful demon on the opposite side, and silently estimated the opponent's strength in his heart.

At this moment, a top-level warrior in a black robe stepped out from the demon clan. However, the moment he took off his hat, the surviving human monks instantly fell into despair.

Because the last powerful demon who appeared was recognized as one of the top three quasi-saint demons in terms of killing power in the demon clan in the past ten thousand years.

Master Wang Qing's expression changed obviously. He looked coldly at the powerful demon in front of him, and then said silently: "It turned out to be him..."

The Heaven-Slaying Demon Emperor smiled cheerfully and said, "I forgot to tell you, this is the strongest quasi-saint cultivator among our demon race. Although he is only at the peak of the quasi-saint realm, he has killed a mid-stage semi-saint cultivator before."

"Because he had just been in seclusion for a thousand years, and he encountered this incident right after he came out of seclusion, so he was not noticed by you human strongmen."

Master Wangqing's expression changed obviously, because the ancestor of the Lu family risked his life and had never expected this. It can be seen that the demons paid a considerable price to win and conceal the secret.

The cultivators on the border wall were completely in despair, because although Ye Qian'an had reached this realm at the age of hundreds of years, there was still a huge gap between him and the powerful demons.

At this moment, no one thought he could win.

Ye Qian'an drank the wine in his hand, raised his head and looked at the powerful demon in front of him and said, "Are you the powerful man that the Lu family ancestor couldn't figure out even with his life?"

"Hehehe, for today, we, the demon clan, have also lost a strong man at the peak of the semi-saint realm, just to be able to win. Today, use your blood to change the color of this place."

The powerful demon shrugged his shoulders and put his palms together. A long sword flashing purple and black appeared out of thin air. The surging magic power continued to spread out in all directions like a raging sea, and the air became distorted wherever it passed.

Ye Qian'an summoned his magic sword. Although he didn't know the opponent's cultivation level, it would not be easy for him to kill him.

The powerful demon took the lead in attacking Ye Qiyan. The rolled-up magic power seemed to be able to devour him completely, and he rushed towards Ye Qiyan with the sky covered and the sun blocked out.

Seeing this, Ye Qian'an went forward without hesitation.

As the two collided, a sharp sonic boom suddenly sounded, and a powerful shock wave spread out in all directions. The void on both sides seemed unable to withstand such a level of impact, and was torn apart on the spot.

As both of them were at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, the demons in front of them were indeed very powerful, especially the immortal swords in their hands, which seemed to be magic weapons at the Saint realm. No wonder they were so fearless. (End of this chapter)