Zhu Xian: I am the Drunken Swordsman, I have signed in at Qingyun Sect for ten years

Chapter 21: Instant Kill! Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique
The bloody evil energy dissipated.

The figures of the four people including Ancestor Duanmu slowly emerged on the top of the mountain.

"It seems that it was right to let me kill you this time. Your strength as a junior has actually reached such a level."

Ancestor Duanmu slowly raised his head, a gloomy look appeared on his old face, and he stared at Bai Ye.

From the casual attack just now, Patriarch Duanmu could feel that Bai Ye’s strength should not be underestimated.

At least, the three guys around him would not be a match for Bai Ye, the young Qingyun.

"Let me guess, you are from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, right?"

"It's a good trick to be able to enter my Qingyun Sect quietly. I wonder which traitor let you in?"

Bai Ye looked at the four people including Patriarch Duanmu with an extremely calm expression. He smiled faintly and said, "Well, I have hardly taken action in these years, and I don't know how strong I am."

"Today, I'll test the waters with you!"

Clang~!

As soon as the words fell, Bai Ye's figure, with sword wings flying, instantly appeared beside Patriarch Duanmu and others.

Swish!
Then, he swung the magic sword in his hand violently, and the ultimate blood-killing power turned into long blood-red rivers, sweeping directly towards Patriarch Duanmu and the other four.

This bloody aura is extremely evil and very tempting.

In an instant, the three people except for Patriarch Duanmu seemed to be confused by the bloody evil spirit, and their eyes glowed red.

not good!

Seeing this scene, Patriarch Duanmu's expression darkened and his eyes were fixed on Bai Ye at this moment.

"How can a disciple of Qingyun Sect like you possess such a magic treasure?!"

Patriarch Duanmu's expression was extremely cold, but he immediately sneered, "Well, it would be a waste if such a treasure were in your hands. It would be what I, Patriarch Duanmu, truly wished for if it fell into my hands."

Buzz buzz~!

At this moment, the magic sword in Bai Ye's hand became even more excited. The entire sword body was emitting a dark purple light, and the sound of the sword was imperceptible.

It seemed like it was filled with an overwhelming desire for killing and blood.

"Demon Sword, oh Demon Sword, since you are so eager to kill, I will grant your wish."

Bai Ye looked at the buzzing magic sword in his hand, smiled faintly, and then swung the magic sword violently.

Buzz buzz~!

In the sky, the blood river reversed, like a blood-colored waterfall, directly covering the three people from the Wan Du Sect.

"Ahhhh~~!"

"Ahhhh~!"

"Ahhhh~!"

Three painful wails and screams instantly resounded throughout the mountains.

When the bloody power disappeared, Patriarch Duanmu saw that the three disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who had followed him earlier had turned into mummies.

It was as if the blood and energy in their bodies had been drained away. Their faces were dry and they looked deader than dead.

From the time Bai Ye took action to the death of the three people, only a few breaths of time passed.

"Young man, you are looking for death!!!"

Seeing this scene, Patriarch Duanmu instantly became furious, and the terrifying bloody energy surged out of his body.

How could he not be angry when a mere young fellow killed the three disciples he brought with him right under his nose?
boom! boom! boom!
All of a sudden.

Bai Ye and Old Ancestor Duanmu started fighting directly in the mountains.

Both of them were emitting bloody evil power from their bodies, and the pervasive evil aura made it clear that it was a battle between two great masters of the magic world.

Rumble~!

After the two fought for fifty moves, they separated in an instant, looking at each other.

"how is this possible?"

"You have only been practicing for five years, how is it possible that you have such strength!"

At this moment, Ancestor Duanmu's eyes were filled with shock and anger, and he looked at Bai Ye in disbelief.

Just now, every move of the two of them was a killing move, without any reservation, but even so, Bai Ye, a Qingyun junior, could fight him on equal terms. Is this still the young generation?

He, the old ancestor Duanmu, was a man who had been influential for hundreds of years, but he was no match for a young rookie.

terrible!
This kid is so scary!
He must be killed, he must be killed, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous if he is allowed to grow up...

Looking at Bai Ye, the murderous intent on Patriarch Duanmu's face became more and more intense, and he was filled with evil spirit.

"Gulu gulu~!"

"readily!"

Bai Ye stood on the ground, picked up the wine god gourd, took a big gulp of wine, his face slightly flushed, and looked at the ancestor Duanmu opposite him.

“It’s so refreshing!”

"I've never unleashed my full power so readily. You're the first person to witness my strength."

"Ancestor Duanmu, right? You should feel honored. You will witness my true power next!"

Looking at Ancestor Duanmu, Bai Ye smiled extremely wantonly, and swung the ancient magic sword in his hand, pointing to a surging force that suddenly burst out.

"Crazy!!!"

Ancestor Duanmu's face was extremely gloomy, his body aura was surging, and his strength reached its peak.

"I admit that I underestimated you, little brat. I'm afraid your strength has reached the Shangqing realm of your Qingyun Sect's Taiji Xuanqing Dao."

"You are able to fight me because that magic weapon has greatly enhanced your strength. Otherwise, how can you be my opponent?"

Speaking of magic weapons, Patriarch Duanmu revealed a hint of greed as he stared at the magic sword in Bai Ye's hand.

A mere little devil, holding this magic sword, can have such strength. If he gets it, wouldn't he be invincible in the world? !

Bai Ye did not take Patriarch Duanmu's words to heart, but moved his hand instead.

Swish!
Bai Ye directly put the magic sword back into the scabbard.

The next moment, Bai Ye's eyes showed a hint of a wanton smile, and he made a gesture to draw his sword.

The art of cutting the sky and drawing the sword!
Is this trick finally useful?
"Shh-!"

The next moment, Bai Ye's hand suddenly pulled out the magic sword.

When this sword is drawn, all things are annihilated.

The bloody sword energy surged, filled with endless blood light. Wherever it passed, the space was violently hissing, as if it was being cut apart...

"you……"

Ancestor Duanmu's eyes were shocked, and he suddenly found that his body was pierced by this blood-colored light.

"Pfft~~!"

The next moment, his body was cut in half.

"No... Impossible!"

The figure of Patriarch Duanmu was cut in half, and his life force disappeared.

Rumble~!

And behind him, towering trees fell one after another.

In an instant, the entire forest was clear.

All the trees had smooth cuts and fell down with this move. What was originally a small forest had now become a flat land.

Giant trees were scattered all over the place, lying on the ruined land.

Clang~!

Bai Ye's eyes were calm as he sheathed the magic sword. He looked at the silent Patriarch Duanmu and said calmly, "It's worth your life to have seen this move of mine!"

And Patriarch Duanmu never thought until his death that he would die so soon.

In the blink of an eye, his head and body were separated!

The art of drawing the sword from the sky requires speed, accuracy and ruthlessness!

The three combined into one have the power to cut through the heavens!
(End of this chapter)