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

Chapter 98 The founder of Luohe Sect, Nangong Xilin!

Li Qingshan crawled out of the ruins with difficulty and coughed up blood again, but this time the blood was mixed with a few pieces of meat.

It was obvious that his internal organs were shattered.

What a vicious attack.

"Young man, why is your sword so sharp?"

Ye Qian'an stood with his sword on his back and said indifferently, "I didn't expect that the leader of Luohe Sect would be so vulnerable. It seems that I overestimated you."

Being at the same half-step fusion realm, Li Qingshan was like an ant in front of Ye Qiyan. Even at the middle stage of Return to Void, Ye Qiyan was 100% sure that he could destroy him.

Not to mention that I have now reached the half-step fusion realm.

"Filthy, ignorant youngster."

As the sound fell, an endless amount of spiritual energy continued to spread out in all directions like a raging wave, and the air became extremely distorted wherever it passed.

It is even said that one can see the torn void.

Emperor Junwan stopped just as she was about to raise her jade hand, her narrow eyes flashing with a hint of coldness.

The majestic spiritual power shattered any living creature in front of it. After feeling this astonishing deterrent force, the creatures within a ten-mile radius fell to the ground and trembled.

The space with traces of ripples was torn apart strangely, and a blood-red light pillar shot straight into the sky, and soon an old man's figure quietly appeared in the light pillar.

The old man was dressed in ordinary clothes, his old face was expressionless, and his seemingly cloudy eyes were filled with a chilling light.

He was holding a pitch black crutch in his hand. There was a particularly ferocious scorpion head on the crutch. On the forehead of the scorpion head, there was a little bit of imperceptible purple light.

The old man stood out of thin air, with all his breath absorbed into his body without any leakage. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary old man.

All the Luohemen warriors present hurriedly bowed and saluted, and even Li Qingshan nodded respectfully.

Ye Qian'an looked stern and said in a clear tone: "Such spiritual power fluctuations can only be attributed to one person in Luohe Sect, Capricorn, Nangong Xilin"

Nangong Xilin stared at Ye Qian'an below him as if he was looking down at the world, his voice full of energy and a little contempt, "I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, there are still people who remember my name. Interesting, really interesting."

"Young man, you are too aggressive, which is not a good thing. I have traveled across the Eastern Lingnan Continent for thousands of years, and I have seen all kinds of people. If you surrender now, I will grant you death."

"It's just the courage of a common man." Ye Qian'an held the sword with his backhand and pointed it directly at the sky. "Just because you are a late-stage fusion cultivator of the first stage, I don't even take you seriously."

Nangong Xilin laughed without being angry. To him, Ye Qian'an's words were just a child's play.

Nothing threatening.

The difference between returning to the void and integrating is as vast as heaven and earth. Even if he breaks through to integrating, he will probably not be his opponent.

"You are young, but your tone is not small. I remember that it is not easy for you to practice cultivation, but giving you a comfortable death is already the greatest mercy. However, you are unrepentant and want to kill gods. You really don't know what to do."

Nangong Xilin shook his head in disappointment, with a cold light in his eyes. Then he stomped heavily on the air with his crutch, and the crutch was actually stuck directly in the air.

The back, which was originally a little hunched, suddenly straightened slowly, tremendous spiritual energy gathered madly, and the shriveled palms slowly rose up.

In an instant, a huge palm print appeared in the air, and a biting cold wind swept across the entire valley.

The big trees on both sides were also shaking constantly, as if they might break at any time.

"Today, I will destroy your path to genius and let you know what it means to show off your talents!" Emperor Wan Dai frowned slightly and warned: "Be careful, this guy's strength is at the peak of the late fusion stage, and the difference between you and him is huge."

"Why not let me do it?"

"Haha, rest assured, Uncle Master. I don't know if I can succeed, but let me give it a try."

Ye Qian'an smiled brightly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly shone with a cold light. The golden sword energy instantly illuminated the entire valley in the dark night.

"Sunset, fast!"

There was a startling sound.

The sharp sword energy exploded instantly.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the space exploded inch by inch, and the air flow formed condensed into a tornado up to a hundred meters high.

hiss!
Everyone from Luohe Gate felt a light flash before their eyes. Under this light, many people were temporarily blinded. The most shocking thing was that the ancestor's attack was actually split into two!
"How is this possible? This guy destroyed the ancestor's attack with one sword?! How is this possible?!"

Ye Qian'an was suspended between heaven and earth, surrounded by sword energy, and the colorful spiritual power continuously gathered on the Sunset Immortal Sword.

Nangong Xilin looked at Ye Qian'an with a twitching mouth: "No wonder you came to attack fearlessly, it turns out that you have broken through to the half-step fusion realm."

"Young man, which sect are you from? Tell me, maybe I will spare your life for the sake of the strong man behind you."

Ye Qian'an smiled and said, "Go ask your sect's disciples."

"How dare you be so presumptuous!"

Nangong Xilin's pupils radiated a chill, and then the sky and the earth changed color, and thick poison gathered around his body. Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, it suddenly exploded.

The poisonous mist spread like a tsunami in all directions. In just a short moment, it completely enveloped the original place. The entire space within ten miles was sealed, leaving no possibility of escape.

Di Junwan also raised her head and was also shocked by the scene before her eyes. "With a flick of his hand, the sky and earth changed color. How powerful is this old monster?!"

Ye Qian'an said calmly: "Whether it succeeds or not, today, I will also test the strength of Nangong Lao'er."

"You shameless talker, since you are looking for death, let me personally give you a ride and let your soul return to your hometown!"

Nangong Xilin's pupils widened and he looked particularly ferocious. His blood-red eyes reflected endless coldness. He then gathered all the spiritual energy around him and sent out three palm strikes with force.

Immediately, thunder roared in the dark sky, and three huge palm marks appeared out of thin air, suddenly attacking Ye Qian'an and the other person in front of them with overwhelming momentum.

A terrifying wave of air roared in.

Ye Qian'an's clothes and hair also fluttered and shook.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the pot, then threw the wine gourd into the arms of Uncle Dijun Wan and said softly, "Uncle, step back."

Emperor Jun snorted, but still stepped aside and looked at Li Qingshan and others vigilantly.

"Nine Swords Immortal Formation, move!"

This time the sword energy was even more powerful. The thick sword energy condensed into a golden thread. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this thread was actually produced by the sword energy.

(End of this chapter)