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

"This Drunken Swordsman of Jiejiao has really become famous."

"The twelve ancient witches came to greet us personally. Tsk... this Drunken Sword Immortal is indeed not a simple person."

"But why did Gu Changqing come to the Wu Clan?"

Thousands of miles away, some powerful giants were watching this scene.

They couldn't help but talk about it and look strange.

Everyone knows that the reason why the Twelve Ancestral Witches were so polite to Gu Changqing was not because of the presence of Sage Tongtian.

After all, the witch clan does not respect saints.

In other words, Gu Changqing's own strength and style impressed the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

That's why you're treated like this.

Some cultivators also secretly speculated and didn't understand why Gu Changqing came to the Wu Clan.

It seems that the sage's tradition and the witch clan have never had any connection.

......

Let’s talk about Gu Changqing.

Hearing Dijiang's words, he looked drunk and responded with some confusion:

"Hey, I'm just a drunkard."

"How can I be respected by the witch ancestors?"

Hearing this, Di Jiang thought it was just Gu Changqing's humble words.

Immediately, he continued to smile and responded:

"Haha, Brother Changqing is too modest."

"You are so righteous and awe-inspiring. You protect the human race and single-handedly fight against billions of demons and the ten great demon saints."

"He even used his amazing sword skills to destroy the demon court. He really acted as if he was enforcing justice for the heavens. His style is truly unparalleled."

This is also another major reason why the Wu clan admires Gu Changqing.

As long as they can make the Demon Court suffer a defeat, in a sense, they are friends of the Witch Clan.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Di Jiang's words, Gu Changqing said vaguely:

"Eh? What do you mean by protecting the human race? Doing justice for the heavens?"

"I... uh... I don't have the leisure time for that."

"Who asked that demon to interrupt my drinking?"

"The world is big, but drinking is the biggest."

"No matter who it is, if they dare to disturb me while I am drinking, I will kill them with a single blow of my sword."

These words sounded domineering, but considering Gu Changqing's drunken and weak appearance, they had no deterrent effect.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches smiled knowingly and said nothing more.

After a brief silence, Hou Tu was the first to react.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing said earlier that you came here for me?"

Hou Tu did not forget that Gu Changqing had previously stated that he came only to visit Hou Tu.

Therefore, Hou Tu couldn't help but feel curious.

"Haha not bad!"

Gu Changqing took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and continued:

"I heard that the witch clan's physical bodies are invincible in the world, and Hou Tu, the ancestor witch, controls the laws of earth, which is the most profound and majestic."

"So, I originally wanted to discuss Taoism with you, but I didn't expect that the ancient witches would hide away from the world."

"Well...I just had to come visit."

Hearing this, the expressions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches froze for a moment.

These words really touched everyone's heart.

Stay away from the world?

Is this what we want to avoid?

It was obvious that Hongjun used his sage power to set up the Heavenly Restriction and suppress the Witch Clan here.

Before this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had tried countless times but were unable to break the shackles.

Hou Tu did not hide it, smiled bitterly, and responded:

"It would be a great honor for us to discuss Dao with Taoist Fellow Changqing."

"However, Hongjun is really abominable. He relies on his saintly cultivation to suppress us and prevent us from coming out into the world."

As he said this, he seemed afraid that Gu Changqing wouldn't believe him.

Hou Tu waved her jade hand violently.

In an instant, the earth shook, and a tremendous force rose up, like a blue dragon across the sky, straight into the sky.

The blue dragon stirred the universe and leaped thousands of miles into the air.

But at a certain moment, a void barrier suddenly appeared.

Then the great force released by Hou Tu collided with it with a loud bang, and then it was annihilated bit by bit and completely dissipated.

You must know that the Wu Clan follows the way of Hunyuan, and Houtu has also reached the perfect level of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, which is equivalent to the perfection of a quasi-saint.

A blow from such a powerful man could produce such an effect, which shows how terrifying the suppressing force is.

But Gu Changqing just raised his drunken eyes slightly, glanced indifferently, and then looked away.

"Haha, that's all!"

"Can the mere power of confinement make the ancient witches so helpless?"

The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle!

casual!

Gu Changqing's arrogant words made Hou Tu's expression stagnate.

Just the power of confinement?

This is the method of a saint after all.

Moreover, even though Hongjun's Hedao was not completely completed, his strength was far beyond that of saints such as the Three Pure Ones.

Hou Tu was a little suspicious that Gu Changqing in front of her was indeed drunk.

When speaking, some of the words are not considered appropriate.

However, Hou Tu thought so but did not say much.

However, Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, was not as good-tempered as Houtu.

"Huh, nothing more than that?"

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, you are so arrogant."

"Fellow Daoist, are you saying that we, the Ancestral Witches, are useless?"

Zhu Rong changed his previous polite look, and there was a hint of anger rising in his eyes.

The tone also seemed a bit aggressive.

No wonder he's so impulsive and irritable.

After all, the twelve witch ancestors had tried every possible means and tried their best, but they still could not break the shackles.

But now, in Gu Changqing's mouth, it was so contemptuous and disdainful.

This made Zhu Rong feel offended.

Listening to Zhu Rong's questioning, Gu Changqing was neither surprised nor angry. He still looked as if he didn't care about anything and only had eyes for the wine.

"Haha, I didn't say that the Ancestral Witches are useless."

"But...uh...just telling the truth."

Perhaps Gu Changqing originally wanted to explain.

But he was so drunk and spoke in an unruly manner that it was easy to be misunderstood.

This sentence made Zhu Rong even angrier.

"Oh? Since Fellow Daoist Changqing is making such a bold statement."

"I don't know, do you dare to take my move?"

"If you don't dare, then go back to where you came from."

"Xiu is going to speak nonsense in front of us!"

In just a few words, the original peaceful atmosphere was gone.

Zhu Rong was not hostile to Gu Changqing, but that was just his personality. Whenever he disagreed, he would use his strength to speak his mind.

Only the truly strong ones are qualified to speak so arrogantly.

This sentence left Gu Changqing with no way out.

Hearing his words, Di Jiang and others' expressions changed.

"Brother Zhurong, at this moment..."

An ancestor witch spoke up, trying to persuade Zhurong and dispel his anger.

After all, what's the point of arguing with a drunk?

In addition, although the Wu Clan is warlike and good at fighting, they don't have to attack Gu Changqing.

But before he could say this.

Gu Changqing suddenly swung the wine gourd in his hand in a heroic manner and let out a hearty laugh.

"Ha ha......"

"Holding a three-foot sword, I will kill all the immortals in the sky!"

"I...what do I have to fear?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Di Jiang and others who originally wanted to be peacemakers suddenly changed their expressions.

Then, he was confused.

Hou Tu's face was also moved.

This...did I hear it right?

Did Gu Changqing agree to this?