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

Chapter 146 Three Cups of Wine, Swords and Autumn Moon, There Will Be a Time to Ride the Wind and Waves

The black energy python just rushed out, and the fist wind mixed with a low sonic boom landed heavily on it, destroying it on the spot.

Shattering the energy python, Ye Qian'an swung the magic sword in his hand, which made a low sound of air explosion, and stabbed at Hou Tai fiercely. The strong wind directly forced Hou Tai back a hundred feet away.

Ye Qian'an put one hand behind his back and nodded, saying: "If you hadn't concealed your strength, you would have died here today."

"Arrogant junior."

Hou Tai smiled grimly and said, "It's still uncertain who will win or lose. I want to see whose bones will be buried here!"

As Hou Tai's voice fell, special energy suddenly formed in the space of a hundred feet around him. The energy merged into his body, and the energy it brought was as continuous as a surging river.

At this moment, Hou Tai, based on his aura alone, can be regarded as a quasi-Mahayana master. Although there is still a huge gap between him and a true Mahayana master, no matter what, he is much stronger than some masters at the peak of the fusion state.

“Is it a quasi-Mahayana?”

Looking at Hou Tai, who was surrounded by powerful spiritual energy like a whirlwind, Ye Qian'an narrowed his eyes and murmured.

Although he had never fought with a quasi-Mahayana cultivator, he had killed many fusion cultivators after all. Naturally, it was impossible for him to become cowardly because of this incident.

"My son, today I want to see who can protect you!"

Hou Tai's face was filled with a bloodthirsty and ferocious look, and there was a faint sense of distortion, which made him look extremely terrifying.

Ye Qian'an calmly took out a jar of wine from his storage ring and drank it in big gulps in front of Hou Tai.

Hou Tai was also somewhat overwhelmed by Ye Qian'an's actions, but he still mocked him, "You really don't know how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is. You actually drink to death at this time. Then I will send you off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Tai rushed forward. He was so fast that he appeared in front of Ye Qian'an in an instant.

Ye Qian'an raised the corner of his mouth slightly and raised his right hand towards the sky. In an instant, the surging sword intent whizzed past, and the hurricane generated made Hou Tai retreat a hundred meters away.

A sonorous sound.

The sword light flashed, breaking through the silent sky like a glimpse of a beautiful woman.

Hou Tai frowned, glanced at the stick that was shaking continuously, and then arranged for all his men to come out.

Hundreds of cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage appeared in the sky. Their eyes were wide open with red dots between their eyebrows. It was obvious that their Nascent Souls were controlled by Hou Tai.

Ye Qian'an shook the jar of wine in his hand and smiled nonchalantly.

"Three cups, wielding swords and dancing under the autumn moon, there will be a time to ride the wind and waves!"

"Here comes the sword!"

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and endless sword intent burst out like a startled wild goose. The surging energy continued to spread out in all directions like a raging storm, and the air became distorted wherever it passed.

The sword flashed and emitted a cold light.

Such a heroic speech made everyone present stunned, and they all looked at Ye Qian'an who was drinking and writing poetry with astonished eyes.

Ye Qian'an smiled indifferently, pointed the long sword in his hand straight at the sky, and said wildly: "My fellow Taoists, who among you can fight with me?!"

Hearing Ye Qian'an's arrogant words, Hou Tai became furious. After thousands of years of practice, this was the first time he was so angry.

He immediately shouted, "How outrageous!"

"My son, since you are so determined to die, I will give you a ride. Kill him for me. Whoever can kill him, I will return his soul and blood..."

As Hou Tai's order came down, the cultivators around had no choice but to rush forward. Although they knew they would surely die, this was their only chance to obtain their own soul blood.

Since both sides are dead, it is better to die quickly. Ye Qian'an said with a smile: "Hahaha, then today, this place will be the place where you will be buried."

The sword tip flashed and jumped among the crowd like thunder.

Suddenly, nearly a hundred people died in the sky.

Seeing this, one of them was terrified and turned around to escape: "Hundreds of people were slaughtered in an instant, retreat quickly!!"

The others also stopped when they heard this, but before they could escape, their bodies exploded piece by piece due to their own soul and blood, and their Nascent Souls were blown into ashes without leaving any trace.

Hou Tai roared: "Whoever dares to take a step back will die!"

Faced with Hou Tai's threat, the others stopped and although they were extremely scared, they had to bite the bullet and rush forward again in order to save their lives.

Ye Qian'an waved his right hand lightly, and an even colder sword energy shot out. This time, all the hundred people who were closest to him were killed.

"Sword of Heaven and Earth, cut!"

Hou Tai realized that something was wrong and immediately said, "Everyone stop him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the immortal swords that had disappeared before suddenly gathered together, and the vast white clouds blossomed under the sword marks!

A dazzling golden light suddenly lit up, gathering with golden thunder.

See this scene.

The audience was silent.

This guy actually split the sky? !

Even Hou Tai couldn't help being moved. Looking at the indescribable sword marks in the sky, he suddenly retreated ten thousand meters away with a look of horror.

With such sword intent, combined with the combined cultivation, one can slash the sky and become a saint. After breaking through to become an immortal, won't he be able to slash the gods? !
This boy will become a great man in the future!

Under the splashing sword energy, the attacking cultivators spat out scarlet blood and fell to the ground twitching. Even for just a moment, they felt the sensation of their Nascent Soul being torn apart.

As for the cultivators who were in the state of fusion, they were completely burned to ashes by the sword light.

Hou Tai clenched the stick in his hand, stared at it with eyes as big as copper bells and said: "Damn evil creature, I didn't expect you to be so powerful at such a young age, I will not let you go today no matter what I say!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

[Congratulations to the host for drinking three jars of fine wine in a row. Reward the host's Drunken Sword Immortal attainments +10]

[Congratulations to the host for getting drunk again, and reward the host for raising his cultivation level by one level]

[Current late stage of fusion]

"With this amazing deterrent power, could it be that you have... broken through to the late stage of fusion?"

Hou Tai suddenly widened his eyes, somewhat unable to believe it. This guy seemed to be only in his twenties, but he had already broken through to the late stage of fusion. Such talent was rare even in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Ye Qian'an's face flushed, his body swayed a little, and he burped and said, "Eighty percent of the alcohol should be enough."

As he spoke, a hint of coldness suddenly flashed across Ye Qian'an's eyes, and his entire body disappeared from the spot, leaving behind traces of energy that made Hou Tai a little unbelievable.

"So fast."

Hou Tai said in panic: "Damn it, kid, who are you? With such talent, you are definitely not a disciple of the Shenxuan Sect!"

(End of this chapter)