Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

A streak of blood slowly slid down the purple-green Jiuxiao sword.

The sword was still trembling slightly, and it was difficult to calm down.

The barely perceptible buzzing sound revealed a startling sense of oppression.

There was dead silence in the field, and all living beings were trembling in their spirits.

A demon saint-level being was nailed to the ground alive like this?

What an eye-popping, unprecedented scene this is.

Countless eyes fell on Gu Changqing, who was drunk and swaying beside him.

This is a god of death!

Although he is a disciple of a saint, he is of a lower generation than the Ten Demon Saints and others.

But just from this previous attack, it was clear that Gu Changqing was not inferior to the demon saint in terms of the depth of his Taoism or the ferocity of his attack.

"Hiss... Is this the strength of a twelfth-grade Daluo?"

"Can an early Daluo master crush a late Daluo master?"

“In fact, I have a vague feeling that even if he faces a quasi-saint, Gu Changqing may not be powerless to fight.”

Some powerful people hiding in the dark spoke, gasped, and were amazed.

Immediately, a hideous scream came from the field, startling the onlookers.

"Gu Changqing...you...you dare to destroy my body?"

Following the sound, I saw an almost transparent figure standing in the void.

That was the soul of the ghost car.

Although his physical body was destroyed, his soul escaped at the critical moment and he did not actually die.

However, this still made Guiche furious and furious.

The dignified Demon Saint was killed by a sword from a junior whose cultivation was not as good as his, and he lost all his face.

Moreover, although he can be reborn with a drop of blood, reshaping his Taoist body is even more of a piece of cake.

But the previous sword was mixed with innate purple energy, which destroyed the original foundation of the Ghost Car.

It would take tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years to restore it to its original state.

How could he not be angry?

Guiche's eyes were bloodshot, his face was ferocious, and he was almost roaring.

Gu Changqing turned a deaf ear to his words.

He just opened the wine gourd and drank more than ten kilograms of fine wine in one breath.

Then, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The previous sword strike, seemingly effortless, actually consumed a lot of energy for Gu Changqing.

Fortunately, as long as he has good wine, Gu Changqing can get a constant supply of it.

After doing all this, Gu Changqing glanced at the remaining soul of the Ghost Car with his drunken eyes.

"Hey, how's it going?"

"I have already said, just one sword, if you take it, I will lose."

"It's a pity that you are so vulnerable. It seems that the so-called demon saint is nothing more than that."

Gu Changqing spoke calmly and didn't care.

This sentence not only made Guiche furious.

Even Bai Ze and the others' expressions suddenly turned gloomy.

However, before they could speak, Gu Changqing continued:

"I remember that you said before that if I lose, I will retreat from here."

"Now that you, the so-called demon saint, have been defeated, should the demon race also keep its promise and retreat back to the outside of the Thirty-three Heavens?"

After hearing these words, countless powerful people suddenly realized.

No wonder Gu Changqing made such arrogant remarks earlier.

No wonder his sword was so sublime that it nailed the ghost car's body to death in the most violent way.

All of this is done to intimidate the demon clan as much as possible and to avert the killing calamity facing the human race.

What a Drunken Swordsman!

On the surface, he appears to be drunk and behaves in a ridiculous manner.

In fact, he had a lot of plans in mind and had already planned everything.

However, it was obvious that the demon clan would not obey Gu Changqing's words.

Billions of troops have appeared from the demon court with great momentum. If we retreat at this point, wouldn’t we return in defeat and be laughed at by all living beings?

In addition, the demon clan is also determined to obtain the Tuwu Sword and will never give up the opportunity to seize the vitality of the human race.

"Humph, Gu Changqing, stop spreading rumors and misleading people."

"This was all between you and Gui Che. We didn't promise you anything."

"Now that the Ghost Chariot has been defeated, he can just retreat."

"And we will never give up."

Shang Yang snorted coldly and responded to Gu Changqing unhappily.

After hearing this, everyone looked strange.

What a clever way of speaking.

At this time, the Ghost Car had been severely damaged. Even if it stayed, it would be like cannon fodder.

Let it retreat naturally and return to the demon court to recuperate.

This Shang Yang really has a good plan.

However, the demon clan's behavior was within everyone's expectations.

After all, the ten great demon saints came with billions of elite demon soldiers.

If they were scared away by Gu Changqing alone, the Demon Court would not have the face to stand between heaven and earth in the future.

Gu Changqing was also well aware of this.

"Haha, the demon race is really despicable and shameless, and it's deep in their bones..."

At this point, Gu Changqing showed undisguised sarcasm and ridicule.

He also ignored the flaming eyes of the demon saints.

Gu Changqing acted as if no one was around and started drinking.

Gudong, Gudong...

This time, Gu Changqing was more heroic and free-spirited than ever before.

In one breath, he drank hundreds of kilograms of wine, which made everyone who saw him drop their jaws in shock.

At this time, Gu Changqing was even more drunk.

He just stood quietly in the field, swaying from side to side, with sleepiness in his eyes.

All human beings felt terrified.

Good guy!

This is too exciting.

Facing a group of demon saints, this Jiejiao immortal looked like he was going to get himself drunk.

What would the human race do if he got drunk?

Fortunately, the scene that the human race was worried about did not happen.

Moreover, only Gu Changqing knew that the more alcohol he drank, the more astonishing fighting power he would unleash.

Gu Changqing took three steps forward and one step back, staggering to the front of Bai Ze and others.

"In that case, then...uh...you all come together!"

"Make it quick and decisive, so as not to disturb me while I'm drinking."

Gu Changqing instructed Bai Ze and others.

If before this, Gu Changqing was just free and unrestrained, heroic and passionate.

Then, the current actions are truly arrogant, conceited and insolent.

"it is good!"

"In that case, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Bai Ze was the first to respond, without saying anything disdainful of bullying the minority with the majority.

At the moment, the most important thing is to capture Gu Changqing and hand him over to Di Jun and Tai Yi for punishment so as not to delay the important affairs of the demon clan.

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining nine demon saints attacked together.

All of a sudden, all kinds of magical powers emerged, and the calamity light spread over a million miles.

This scene was so horrifying that no one dared to look at it directly.

But even so, Gu Changqing did not retreat.

With a wave of his hand, the Purple-Green Jiuxiao Sword returned.

Gu Changqing was drunk and his words were unclear. He shouted again.

"Sword Qi rolls over the dragon wall, and starts to shake Kunlun!"

For a moment, the situation on the field suddenly became tense and unexpected changes occurred.

Boundless murderous intent suddenly rose up.

Between heaven and earth, everyone who witnessed this scene had their faces turned pale and their hair stood on end in horror.