Slandering my daughter for stealing, I, the Drunken Swordsman, will open the sky with one sword

Chapter 43: The rain of heaven on earth, the three thousand swords of Jinghong! Ye Qing’s Jinghong Sword!
Jiuying is the most ferocious and brutal among the twelve demon kings of the demon race.

This beast has nine heads and is bloodthirsty by nature. It possesses the two great innate magical powers of controlling fire and ice.

Wherever the Nine Infants went, there were usually corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.

Watching Jiuying slowly approaching with the herd of beasts, Ao Zhanshan's face turned pale and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

As the God of War of the Great Qi, he still had his own pride and dignity, and was not frightened directly.

Instead, he gathered strength in his feet, leaped forward, and soared into the air like a cannonball.

He gathered all his spiritual power into his fist, intending to take advantage of Jiuying's unpreparedness and decide the outcome with one punch.

"boom!!!"

Ao Zhanshan punched with all his strength, like a cannonball, containing infinite power.

Even the ferocious beasts that were attacking the city wall below were frightened by the power of the fist, and they all screamed, vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Facing Ao Zhanshan's full-strength punch, Jiuying floated in the air motionless, with a playful grin on the corner of his mouth.

The next second, the Nine Infants opened their nine bloody mouths at the same time, spewing out a beam of overbearing demonic power.

Aozhanshan's iron fist only dispersed two of the demonic powers.

The remaining seven demonic powers wrapped around his body, instantly devouring most of the sharpness in his body and knocking him flying.

Ao Zhanshan failed to hurt Jiuying at all, and fell on the defense wall with a bang like a kite with a broken string.

"Grandpa, are you okay?!"

Several Da Qi soldiers immediately rushed forward, each with a look of anxiety on their face.

"I... I'm fine..."

Ao Zhanshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up with difficulty with the help of the two.

When he saw the scene in front of him, a look of despair instantly appeared on his face.

Jiuying soared in the air, first flapping its right wing violently.

A dark blue gale burst out, freezing the entire Great Wall defense line beneath them and forming a thick layer of ice.

Immediately afterwards, Jiuying flapped its left wing suddenly, blasting out balls of blazing flames.

The raging fire collided with the ice, burning the ice instantly and evaporating into billowing white mist.

Under the attack of Jiuying's ice and fire, the defensive formation that Aozhanshan had previously set up along the entire Great Wall defense line was actually forcibly broken.

Today, only a thin layer of wall remains of the Great Wall beneath their feet.

It was difficult for him to withstand even the impact of the monster, let alone resist the attack of Jiuying.

Ao Zhanshan looked ashen and said hoarsely, "Quick..."

"Reporting to the Imperial City, the Demon King Jiuying is leading 30,000 demon beasts and is fiercely attacking the Great Wall defense line."

"Even if the Great Wall defense line collapses, Queen, please send support as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, the soldiers around him looked at each other, each with a look of panic on their face.

As veterans guarding the Great Wall, they have followed Aozhanshan for many years and know the old ancestor's temperament very well.

As the ancestor of madness, Aozhanshan has always been arrogant and his desire for battle is almost obsessive.

As long as he can resolve the battle, he will never give it to others, even if it means he and the opponent will die together.

But now, facing the invasion of the army of monsters, Aozhanshan became depressed and took the initiative to ask for help from the imperial city.

This means that their current situation is precarious and their defense may be breached by the enemy at any time.

The entire Da Qi Dynasty may face an unprecedented bloody storm.

……

White Deer Academy.

The duel between Ye Qing and Ku Rong is still going on.

"Ten thousand ghosts are making a pilgrimage, with swords and spears!"

Ku Rong waved his hand, grabbed the flagpole of the Human Emperor Banner, and swung it vigorously in the air.

As he shook, tens of thousands of evil spirits in the air began to change. Each evil spirit was covered with a layer of black armor and held a murderous scimitar in its hand.

And the blood-red eyes became sharper than before.

If we say that just now, Ku Rong had only summoned tens of thousands of wandering ghosts.

At this moment, he relied on the power of the Human Emperor Banner to transform these wandering ghosts into ferocious, armored ghosts.

Looking at the tens of thousands of ghosts in the air, the surrounding cultivators felt suffocated and even breathing was extremely difficult.

At the same time, most people thought that Ye Qing might have come to the end.

No matter how strong he is, he is just a casual cultivator in Dongzhou.

Compared with the famous elders of the holy land on the Jiuzhou list, the gap is still too huge.

Even if they all hold the same supreme divine weapon, there are still different levels.

After all, in the minds of most people, no matter how strong Ye Qing showed today, it was difficult for him to get rid of the impression of a drunkard over the years.

Facing a long-famous figure like Ku Rong, can he really continue his undefeated legend?

"kill him!!!"

Qin Ru clenched his fists excitedly and almost jumped up with excitement.

He desperately hoped that Ku Rong would kill Ye Qing as soon as possible and eliminate this great threat to him.

However, facing the fully armed ghosts, Ye Qing was not afraid at all.

He swung the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and white sword energy lingered on the sword tip.

Then he leaped up and rushed into the air without changing his expression like a moth to a flame.

"The world is holding up the rain, and the three thousand swords are stunning!"

Most of the sword techniques that Ye Qing mastered only involved one sword.

For example, the Jinghong Sword Technique, the Fentian Sword Technique, and the Nine Swords for Killing Demons.

Because with his strength, facing an opponent below the level of an immortal, just one sword is enough to decide the outcome.

After being strengthened, the Jinghong sword technique was upgraded to a sword technique for protracted combat.

At this moment, Ye Qing was standing on a flying sword, soaring in the air.

He swung the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand at full speed at the speed of an afterimage, like a mountain of swords.

The sword energy was everywhere, like a startled wild goose flying by, unstoppable when it flew by!
The terrifying sword energy is surging!
The sky was filled with strange visions and scattered sword lights like autumn rain, continuous and endless, yet with a sharp edge that could destroy everything!

Sword rain fell, covering all the ghosts below!
"call!!!"

Although the ghosts were wearing thick armor, they were instantly reduced to ashes as soon as they were touched by the sword energy, and they had no power to resist at all.

However, the scimitars in the ghosts' hands could not even touch the corner of Ye Qing's clothes.

"too strong!!"

Seeing Ye Qing soaring in the sky and fighting against tens of thousands of ghosts alone, all the monks watching were deeply shocked.

Even if there are tens of thousands of people against me, I will still go, and it will not be more than this.

With the agility of the Jinghun Sword Technique, the power of the Xuanyuan Sword was brought to its extreme, and every sword beam that blasted out was enough to shake the earth.

Qu Qingyan stood there, staring at Ye Qing's domineering figure fighting against thousands of ghosts alone, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"It turns out that Ye Qing's strength is so terrifying..."

Just now, she was controlling the Nine Dragons Immortal Slaying Formation and was in the midst of a battle. Although she knew that Ye Qing was very powerful, she was still in a state of superiority.

At this moment, I pulled myself out of the matter and became an outsider.

Only then did Qu Qingyan truly feel how terrifying Ye Qing’s strength was.

It was easy for Ye Qing to come to Bailu Academy today and stir up this disturbance.

Regret?
Qu Qingyan asked herself with a bitter expression.

Probably yes.

(End of this chapter)