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

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, it turned into a surging medicinal power that rampaged through his body like a wild horse.

The medicinal power was hot and powerful, rushing along his meridians, and wherever it passed, it seemed to break his meridians.

Ye Qian'an hurriedly concentrated his mind and calmed his breath, practicing the "Sword Controlling Technique" to guide the medicinal power towards his dantian, trying to tame and refine it for his own use, and to reach the semi-saint state of great perfection.

His innate sword body was also emitting a faint light of its own accord at this moment, as if helping him suppress the violent power of the medicine and allowing it to flow more orderly in his body.

As the medicinal power was continuously refined, a faint halo of spiritual power gradually appeared around Ye Qian'an. The color of the halo became increasingly richer, from the initial light white to a dazzling golden color, enveloping him entirely.

"It is indeed a holy medicine, and it lives up to its reputation. If a quasi-saint is at the level of a saint, he probably can't bear such unimaginable damage from this energy fluctuation."

Beads of sweat appeared on Ye Qian'an's forehead and slid down his cheeks, but he ignored them and focused only on breaking through this crucial realm.

However, it is not so easy to break through. After the medicinal power gathers to a certain level, it attacks the last barrier of cultivation, but is repeatedly bounced back.

Every impact caused Ye Qian'an's body to suffer tremendous pain, as if thousands of needles were piercing his meridians.

Ye Qian'an gritted his teeth, holding back a strong force in his heart, and used the power of the medicine to launch an attack again and again.

Just when Ye Qian'an felt that he was about to collapse, he suddenly felt a slight loosening in his body, which was a sign of a crack in the barrier.

"Have the opportunity!"

Ye Qian'an was overjoyed and seized this rare opportunity. He put all his strength into condensing all the medicinal power, turning it into an indestructible torrent of spiritual power and slammed into the crack.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, as if a thunder exploded in his body.

Ye Qian'an only felt his whole body shake, and then an extremely powerful force spread out from his dantian, instantly filling his limbs and bones.

Ye Qian'an successfully broke through to the realm of semi-saint great perfection. At this moment, his spiritual power was like a vast ocean, inexhaustible, and his every move was filled with powerful might.

But before he could fully experience the joy of this breakthrough, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

A breakthrough to this level attracted the power of rules between heaven and earth, and brought down the baptism of heavenly thunder. Only by withstanding the tempering of heavenly thunder could this level be truly stabilized and the strength be raised to a higher level.

Ye Qian'an looked up at the sky, his expression solemn yet fearless.

In the dark clouds, the first bolt of lightning appeared like an angry silver dragon, striking down at him with bared fangs and claws.

Bingdi and others were looking in this direction at the door and saw the thunder and lightning flashing in the sky. As long as they could successfully withstand it, Ye Qian'an's future would be bright.

If you fail, you will die and your soul will be scattered.

Ye Qian'an in the room took a deep breath, unsheathed the immortal sword in his hand, held it horizontally above his head, and shouted: "Come!"

The thunder from the sky came down with a loud bang and hit the immortal sword hard. The powerful impact force caused Ye Qian'an's feet to sink into the ground instantly, and dust flew everywhere.

Ye Qi'an steadied his body and with his deep spiritual power, he managed to withstand the first thunderbolt. However, some cracks appeared on the sword, which showed the great power of the thunderbolt. Before Ye Qi'an could catch his breath, the second thunderbolt arrived. This one was thicker than the previous one, and the energy contained in it was even more violent.

Ye Qian'an did not dare to be careless, and quickly performed the "Soul Breaking and Soul Severing Style". The immortal sword in his hand turned into sharp sword shadows and rushed towards the thunder.

The sword shadow collided with the heavenly thunder, bursting out a dazzling light. In the light, Ye Qian'an's figure was forced to retreat repeatedly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still firm, staring at the power of the heavenly thunder that had not yet dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, the third, fourth... heavenly thunders fell one after another, and the power of each one doubled.

Ye Qian'an's clothes had long been torn to pieces, and there were many marks of burns from the thunder on his body, but he completely ignored the pain and used all his strength.

He also summoned the Nine Swords Immortal Formation, and the nine immortal swords danced and spun around him, engaging in a thrilling battle with the heavenly thunder.

Finally, the last bolt of thunder fell. It was a thunder dragon as thick as a bucket, rushing towards Ye Qian'an with a devastating momentum.

Ye Qian'an's face was solemn. He poured all his spiritual power into the Nine Swords Immortal Formation, muttering something. The nine swords instantly shone brightly and gathered together to form a giant sword that pierced the sky and stabbed straight towards the thunder.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the whole world seemed to tremble, and in the shining light, Ye Qian'an's figure was submerged in it.

After a long time, the light gradually dissipated, Ye Qian'an knelt on one knee, gasping for breath, hot blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Although Ye Qian'an was seriously injured at the moment,

Fortunately, he successfully withstood the baptism of heavenly thunder. At this moment, not only his realm has been stabilized at the great perfection of semi-saint, but his strength has also made a qualitative leap compared to before, as if he had been reborn.

Ye Qian'an slowly stood up, feeling the surging and condensed spiritual power in his body, and understood why the gap between semi-saints was so huge.

As Ye Qi'an's cultivation successfully broke through, Liu Qingyun's gaze also stayed in this direction. He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, "He broke through to the semi-saint great perfection realm so quickly. Ye Qi'an... who is he?"

Liu Qingyun was puzzled. If such a young and powerful person could be used by me, it would be a hundred benefits to the entire Tiansheng Dynasty without any harm.

But I don’t know if Ye Qian’an will join…

………………

At the same time, inside the palace of Aolai Kingdom.

Ever since the demons stopped attacking human cities, the Aolai Kingdom has remained on hold, but if this continues, their plans will probably be ruined.

Huang Tian, ​​the ruler of Aolai, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the ministers in front of him, and asked calmly: "What do you think we should do next? If Aolai cannot rule the entire Shenzhou Continent, I am afraid that Zuishen Sect and Penglai Fairy Island will become our enemies."

At this time, Lord Li, a veteran minister of Aolai State, came over, half-knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, the demon thieves have always wanted to use our Aolai State. We should cancel our original promise."

(End of this chapter)