Ye Qian'an narrowed his eyes. The strength of this beast king was at the mid-stage of Saint realm. It would undoubtedly be extremely difficult to kill it.

Although his strength has reached the early stage of semi-saint, the gap between semi-saint and saint can be said to be a world of difference.

If I act rashly, I'm afraid I'll really die here today.

Thinking of this, Ye Qian'an took a few big gulps of liquor, and then the fairy sword in his hand emitted a dazzling white light. With the surge of light, the entire sky seemed to be attracted, and an incomparable terrifying energy burst out.

Liu Mei looked at Ye Qian'an beside her with a serious expression, and wondered in her heart: "This energy fluctuation... could it be that he has an innate sword body?"

Ye Qian'an didn't care about Liu Mei's surprise, but put his hands on his chest, touching his index finger and thumb together to form a diamond pattern, and then whispered: "Nine Swords Immortal Formation, rise!"

"I want to drink from thousands of jars of fine wine, and ride on my sword when the sun and moon are bright and clear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally silent sky suddenly exploded with thunder, and a deep blue formation suddenly enveloped the Beast King, enveloping the entire space within a hundred feet in radius.

The Beast King smiled grimly: "You want to trap me with just a formation? You are just dreaming!"

Ye Qian'an smiled quietly, and did not answer the Beast King's words. Instead, he pointed his right hand directly at the sky, opened his lips slightly, and said lightly: "The first sword of the Nine Swords Immortal Formation, Sunset!"

The fiery red sunlight burned the sky, causing the dark cloudy sky to suddenly burst into flames.

Within the flames, stands a blood-red immortal sword, on which are engraved the sun, moon, stars, and all kinds of things in the world.

Like the scorching sun scorching the earth, it suddenly enveloped the body of the Beast King.

The Beast King raised his head with a strange look on his face and said, "The formation is interesting, but the gap between a saint and a semi-saint, how can you overcome it?!"

Liu Mei said at this time: "Fellow Daoist Ye, this beast is a creature formed in the small world, which is completely different from the creatures in the outside world. Although it is a middle-stage saint, the power it bursts out is at most half-saint great perfection."

Hearing this, Ye Qian'an raised his eyebrows and glanced at Liu Mei beside him: "If this is true, then I will have a chance to kill him."

The blood-red immortal sword pierced through the clouds and suddenly fell vertically like a divine weapon from heaven. The speed was so fast and the energy was so vicious that the void on both sides was transformed by the sword energy.

The Beast King's face suddenly changed. He wanted to break free from the formation, but found that his limbs were tightly entangled by dozens of iron chains as thick as buckets.

At the end of the iron chain stood five magical swords.

"Damn it, kid, stop it!"

A loud roar suddenly sounded.

The sharp sword blade splashed with blazing flames. Under Ye Qian'an's control, the Sunset Immortal Sword pierced through the Beast King's proud defense without any hindrance.

Not only did it pierce through the opponent's body, but it also left a burning sword energy in his body, making the Beast King feel a pain that was worse than death.

Pfft!

The Beast King immediately turned back into human form, suddenly spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and staggered back two steps.

It looked ferocious, and said to Ye Qian'an: "Why do you have such a powerful formation? Who are you?!"

Ye Qian'an's face flushed, and he raised the corner of his lips, and another fairy sword in the formation broke through the air.

"The second sword of the Nine Swords Immortal Formation, Phoenix Cry, rises!" The sound of the phoenix cry is like a melodious ballad between heaven and earth, rich and filled with deep emotional colors.

The sword was unsheathed and transformed into a phantom, a phoenix with noble elegance.

The phoenix has a slender and elegant body, covered with colorful feathers. Whenever the sun shines on it, it looks like a colorful oil painting.

Its movements reveal endless elegance and confidence, and whether it is resting on a branch or flying in the air, it displays its unique charm.

"It's actually a phoenix?!"

The Beast King's face turned pale, and he used all his strength to attack the barrier in front of him. However, at his current state, he had no room for resistance at all. Every move he made was enough to make him feel unprecedented fear.

Ye Qian'an's hearty laughter echoed in the forest. He casually opened the jar of wine and poured all the liquor into his mouth.

The clear wine flowed down the corners of his mouth, not only soaking his Taoist robe, but also making the Beast King in front of him dry in the mouth.

The Beast King immediately rushed towards Ye Qian'an in front of him. It was so fast that it arrived in front of Ye Qian'an in almost an instant.

Ye Qian'an snorted coldly:
"Sunset, Phoenix, Stars, Dragon's Roar, Clear Frost, Absolute Shadow, Royal Power, Jade Ruyi, Dragon God Sword!"

Nine immortal swords flashing with different brilliance rose into the air, and the formation formed by the Nine Sword Immortal Formation suddenly trapped the Beast King in front of him, making it impossible for him to leave.

It was also the first time that the Beast King encountered such a tough opponent. He wanted to resist, but was stopped by various magic swords.

"Get out of here, you cunning human!"

A deafening roar suddenly sounded. Perhaps because the strength was too strong, the sound waves caused ripples in the void.

Not only that, the mountains within a hundred miles were shattered into pieces in an instant, and even the trees growing here had turned into a wisp of ash and disappeared without a trace.

"Nine swords, combine!"

Although there are no other immortal swords to help this time, the power of the Nine Swords is enough to match the power of any immortal sword.

With the fusion of the immortal sword, the spiritual pressure above the sky became more and more obvious, and then under Ye Qian'an's control, it shot out towards the Beast King under him.

The Beast King felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, which immediately aroused its desire to survive. The scales on the Beast King's body turned blood red, and its original realm had reached the middle stage of Saint.

Seeing that his spiritual power was still not enough, Ye Qian'an couldn't help but frown, because he no longer had any wine of a higher vintage on him.

Liu Mei glanced at the wine jar on the ground, then at Ye Qian'an's frown, and realized that the other party should want to drink, so she immediately took out a jar of fine wine from her storage ring and handed it over.

"Daoyou, take the wine."

Ye Qi'an understood and nodded, then opened the jar of wine given by Miss Liu Mei with a pop. The aroma of the wine was rich, like the sweet fragrance of ripe fruits, which was intoxicating.

The aroma of the wine, like an ancient story, flows slowly in the long river of time, making people intoxicated.

Like an elegant symphony, the rich fruity aroma and the rich oak aroma are intertwined, and the delicate sweetness and gentle sourness complement each other.

As time goes by, the aroma of the wine evolves in the air, gradually transforming from the warmth of fresh brewing to the elegance of aging. Just like the setting sun, the color of the sky and earth gradually changes from warm crimson to deep sapphire blue. (End of this chapter)

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