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

Chapter 47: Cutting the Sky with a Sword [Fourth Update]

"What does he want to do?!"

At this moment, the elders of Qingxuan Sect appeared here one after another, raised their heads with horror, and looked at Ye Qian'an in the sky. They did not expect that this guy actually wanted to challenge the heavenly thunder?

Are you looking for death? !
Throughout history, no one has dared to challenge the heavenly calamity, because those who challenge it will bear twice the thunder force of the one who breaks through.

Elder Lin Chen looked at Ye Qian'an's posture of provoking the thunder and said sarcastically, "How dare a mere mortal dare to provoke the thunder? You really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

“Even Grandmaster Leng Qianning might die when facing a thunder tribulation, let alone a mere beginner like you.”

"It's just a way to kill yourself."

Ye Qian'an ignored the gossip of the guys around him. He smiled coldly and drank the last drop of wine. He raised the Frost Sword in his hand as if drunk.

The clouds in the sky suddenly blossomed, and a beam of golden light shone on Ye Qian'an. He was bathed in the golden light, as dazzling as an immortal.

"Gather the spiritual energy of heaven!"

Ye Qian'an burped, and his eyes changed from laziness and disdain to determination. At the same time, the aura in his body was constantly rising, and a steady stream of heavenly spiritual energy was integrated into the Frost Sword.

The Frost Sword is a top-level immortal sword, forged from natural ice. It is extremely hard, and even a powerful thunder warrior would find it difficult to pose a threat to the sword.

However, when absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven, a crisp cracking sound was heard.

The sound was very clear, as if it was ringing in the ear, making people stare with their eyes wide open.

Leng Qianning also frowned slightly, staring at the cracks on the Frost Sword: "This guy, could it be that he wants my sword to disappear along with the heavenly tribulation?!"

"Blue Lotus Sword Song, start!"

Ye Qian'an raised his lips, and suddenly, he waved his sword hard at the thunderclouds gathering in the sky.

It looks ordinary, but it contains the power of Qi that only the strong ones above the level of Spirit Transformation can see clearly. The silver-white sword energy rushed forward like a crescent moon, and its speed was so fast that it almost left an afterimage.

Even the moment the sword mark cut through the void, it directly tore the void on both sides!
The golden giant sword pierced through the clouds and collided head-on with the bronze thunder!
The space in front of everyone began to fluctuate violently, and then the sound waves expanded like lightning.

There was a loud bang, and the calm lake surface was like a bomb was dropped, with huge waves as high as 20 to 30 feet bursting up.

Finally, it fell with a loud bang, and the splashes of water and mist enveloped the entire valley in a misty water vapor.

The sound of the sword was like thunder erupting from dark clouds, rolling out with Ye Qian'an as the center point. Even the loud sound of the waterfall crashing down was covered by the sword's sound.

The sound could be vaguely heard within a ten-mile radius, and wherever the sound waves passed, all beasts became limp. Even the elders of the Qingxuan Sect nearby had their souls trembled violently because of the dragon energy mixed in with the sword sound.

Some weak jackals, tigers and leopards that were closer to the lake were actually killed by the thunder-like sound waves!

"This...how is this possible?!"

Elder Lin Chen stared with his eyes wide open and exclaimed loudly: "How could he possibly display such a terrifying sword intent?!"

"This is the first time I've seen him, too. Not long ago, when he was still in the Spiritual Transformation stage, he was able to rival the head master. Now, this Green Lotus Sword Song is even more powerful. This boy is bound to become a great man!"

Elder Huoyunzi stepped forward, his brows furrowed, staring at the sword mark in the sky. He saw that the sky, which was originally covered with dark clouds, suddenly had a golden sword mark.

The energy surged within the sword mark, shocking the Qingxuan Sect's disciples and elders. "What a terrifying sword intent! What on earth did Ye Qian'an do to be able to slash the sky with one sword?!"

"Heavenly Spiritual Energy, this guy just collected Heavenly Spiritual Energy, which is why he could unleash such a terrifying attack!"

"Too terrifying! Uncle Ye's strength is enough to crush his peers. Even Uncle Wang Teng is like an ant in front of him!"

Ye Qian'an stood proudly on the top of the mountain, his inky black hair flying everywhere, and the deep forest within a radius of ten miles was silent.

The clouds faded and the thunder dissipated.

Lin Xuezhu's Nascent Soul was successfully condensed. Even though she was slightly injured during the process, it proved that she has now reached the level of a Nascent Soul early stage powerhouse.

Ye Qian'an felt that his body was extremely weak. All the spiritual energy in his body was used up by the sword just now. He seemed to be asleep. His eyes went dark and he fell vertically.

Leng Qianning appeared out of nowhere in the air, lightly caught the falling Ye Qian'an with both hands, and said with a bit of blame on her face: "What an idiot, you are so lucky to be able to resist the thunder tribulation."

Looking at Ye Qian'an who had fallen asleep, Leng Qianning turned around and looked at the elders and disciples of the sect who were watching the excitement, and said indifferently: "For today's matter, elders and disciples, you'd better keep your mouths shut. If anyone dares to tell others, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"As ordered!"

Many disciples and elders did not dare to neglect and immediately bowed and saluted, with a special color flashing in their eyes.

Leng Qianning disappeared out of thin air while holding Ye Qian'an. Seeing this, the others also dispersed. Since the matter was over, there was no point in staying here any longer.

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Return to Qingjing Peak.

Leng Qianning laid Ye Qian'an flat on the wooden couch, placed his fingers on his pulse, and when he felt that Ye Qian'an had simply exhausted his spiritual energy and fallen asleep due to exhaustion, he silently breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the auspicious beast rolled out from Ye Qian'an's arms. Because its spiritual power was sealed, it was now just an ordinary monster. Even a crane could bully it.

"Is this... a lucky beast?"

Looking at the round monster, Leng Qianning, who had an expressionless face, couldn't help but frown, and recognized the other party's identity.

After all, there is only one auspicious beast in East Lingnan Province. She was fortunate enough to see it once before, but due to her busy schedule, she did not bring it back. She never thought that it was caught by Ye Qian'an.

The auspicious beast sat on the ground, rubbing its head with its little paws. It also recognized Leng Qianning and said in a baby voice, "It turns out to be you. I've seen you before."

"You are the master of this little fellow. Ask him to quickly unlock my cultivation. I want to go back."

The auspicious beast crossed his arms, turned his head away, and said in a dissatisfied tone.

Leng Qianning said with a smile: "Then let's wait until he wakes up. After all, you are my disciple's trophy. As a master, I will not throw away someone else's trophy casually."

"what!"

The auspicious beast immediately ran over, hugged Leng Qianning's thighs, tried hard to squeeze out a few tears, and said aggrievedly: "No, fairy sister, let me go, please~"

(End of this chapter)