The water sword hovered in front of Lu Yuan and the other two.

"If the master hadn't had something to discuss with you, the fact that you stole my drink would be enough to kill you a thousand times!"

The Drunken Swordsman's sharp voice came straight towards them.

Yulwon swallowed.

While he was healing, he felt the fear of death.

So he ended his healing early.

When he found that Elder Tianming and Dan Chen were both lying beside Qin Lang.

Only then did he react.

This heavenly calamity is so powerful.

Not to mention asking Elder Tianming and Dan Chen to resist.

Even if the three of them joined forces, they couldn't stop it.

Lu Yuan also prepared to hide behind the sleeping Qin Lang.

But he didn't come close yet.

The sound coming from Fuzhuantang hit the wine gourd in front of Qin Lang.

In an instant.

The wine splashed out, forming the Drunken Sword Immortal.

The powerful aura of the Drunken Swordsman.

Let them see the savior.

They all turned to the Drunken Swordsman for help.

Unexpectedly, the Drunken Swordsman attacked them directly.

The water-like sword in front of him kept fluctuating.

But Lu Yuan didn't dare to doubt it at all.

The sharpness of this sword.

He was also the most terrified.

Because he was the one who poured the wine.

Think of this.

Lu Yuan trembled.

"Bang!"

He knelt down directly in front of the Drunken Swordsman.

"Senior, I deserve to die. I shouldn't have been greedy. I only beg you to spare my life. Lu Yuan is willing to make compensation."

Lu Yuan doesn't want to die.

I just hope to ask Drunken Swordsman for help.

Elder Tianming and Danchen saw this.

He immediately knelt down before the Drunken Swordsman, just like Old Man Tianming.

"Please spare my life, Senior!"

They all begged.

There was no expression in the Drunken Swordsman's watery eyes.

He looked disdainfully at the three people who were bowing their heads on the ground.

"Your lives are in the hands of the master. If you dare to disturb the master's sleep, you will die!"

The Drunken Swordsman said coldly.

Lu Yuan and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the natural calamity in the sky roared angrily.

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

The crossbows from Fuzhuan Hall just now did not cause much damage.

But it completely infuriated him.

These mortal cultivators, with only a few magical weapons, dare to look down on him like this.

And the water man below.

How dare you say he disturbs people’s sleep?

He is a heavenly calamity!

A calamity from heaven struck down, and it was so devastating that you couldn’t even recognize yourself!

Wrapped in anger.

The heavenly calamity came with a loud bang.

A calamity descended from the sky.

When Lu Yuan saw this unstoppable calamity, he was shocked.

"Can you stop it? This calamity is too terrifying."

He couldn't help but feel worried.

But he couldn't do anything.

I can only look at the Drunken Swordsman with anticipation.

The Drunken Swordsman stood in the air.

"Take good care of my master."

He said softly.

Lu Yuan and the other two did not dare to hesitate.

They quickly surrounded Qin Lang.

I was afraid that some debris would fly around and disturb Qin Lang's sleep.

Looking at Qin Lang sleeping soundly.

Lu Yuan felt a little envious.

The senior is worthy of being a senior.

What the hell.

A pot of wine is so powerful.

There is only someone as powerful as the senior.

Only then can you still sleep peacefully in the face of a natural calamity.

"I advise you to disperse. If you don't, I will kill you!"

The Drunken Swordsman slowly drew out the long sword from behind him.

He raised his head slowly.

Looking at the coming calamity.

"The master once said, Ionia, the glory will never fade away!"

The Drunken Swordsman waved his hand.

The long sword in his hand was like a dragon emerging from water, stabbing towards the heavenly calamity.

"boom!"

Just one hit.

The heavenly calamity directly destroyed them.

The long sword returned to the Drunken Swordsman's hands again.

"Back off!"

The Drunken Swordsman shouted.

Lu Yuan and the other two stared blankly at the sky.

I was extremely shocked.

A calamity that left them without the slightest desire to resist.

The Drunken Swordsman, transformed from Qin Lang's fine wine, was annihilated with one sword.

It's so terrifying!

Except them.

The people in Guanlan City were also filled with emotion.

Finally, a strong man appeared in their Guanlan City!

The master that the Drunken Swordsman was talking about.

Is he the powerful person from their Guanlan City?

The people in Fuzhuan Hall danced excitedly as they watched the Drunken Swordsman destroy the heavenly calamity with one sword.

The entire ground near the Fuzhuan Hall was constantly shaking because of the huge dance steps of the Fuzhuan Hall.

"That's a great drink, old wine! Fuck him!"

"You dare to disturb your master's sleep! You are really courting death!"

"If you have the guts, come down and fight me. I won't need Laojiu to do anything. I'll sit on you to death!"

As the Fu Zhuantang danced, excited sounds continued to be emitted.

This scene.

Zhixing and his talisman masters were all stunned.

What the hell.

Is this really a temple?

A building?

No matter how you look at it, he looks like a fanboy of that Drunken Swordsman.

Just when Zhixing and the others were sighing.

The Fuzhuantang stopped.

The two large windows are like his eyes.

Staring straight at Ji-sung and the others.

"Why don't you cheer? Isn't old wine powerful? If you don't cheer, I'll sit on you and kill you!"

Fu Zhuantang yelled at Zhixing and other talisman masters.

Ji-sung was startled when he heard that.

This is so...

Senior Qin Lang, you rebuilt the entrance of our Fuzhuan Hall and invited this great man back!

But facing the threat from Fuzhuan Hall.

He dared not disobey.

"Quick! Cheer for Senior Drunken Swordsman!"

Ji-sung shouted quickly.

The talisman masters looked bitter.

Led by the huge building of Fuzhuan Hall, they danced excitedly and cheered for the Drunken Swordsman.

The Drunken Swordsman who lived above Zuixianju was unmoved by this.

At its core, it's just a gourd of fruit wine.

It was his master, Qin Lang, who gave him life.

The master is sleeping now, how can he let a small heavenly calamity disturb him!

He slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Lightning flashed continuously in the dark clouds.

The heavenly calamity is gathering into an even more powerful one.

He wanted to chop the water man in front of him dry!

“Sizzle…”

Electro-optical condensation.

Above the Drunken Swordsman's head, an extremely thick bolt of lightning was forming.

In the face of this, the Drunken Swordsman remained unafraid.

He looked at the calamity above his head.

Throw the sword in your hand high into the air.

The hands formed by the wine and water were constantly making magical gestures.

The speed of practicing the magic formula continued to increase.

The long sword in the sky kept splitting.

One handle, two handles...

There are more and more long swords.

Every sword is real, not illusory.

“Boom!”

The heavenly tribulation has condensed.

With an angry roar, he rushed towards the Drunken Swordsman.

A gleam of light flashed across the watery eyes of the Drunken Swordsman.

"Congeal!"

He shouted loudly.

Put your hands together.

The densely packed water-like swords in the sky suddenly gathered together.

It condensed into a huge sword.

A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is not elaborate.

What the Drunken Swordsman has to do.

It is to crush the heavenly calamity with ultimate power.

Below.

Yulwon swallowed.

The aura emanating from the Drunken Swordsman's giant sword left him no doubt at all.

If this sword's target.

It’s Guanlan City.

Guanlan City will surely be reduced to ashes.

Fortunately, this sword has a target.

It is a calamity from heaven.

The calamity from heaven struck down.

The huge sword suddenly came forward.

"Um?"

The soundly sleeping Qin Lang uttered a sound.

"Oh no, the master is awake!"

The Drunken Swordsman waved his hand.

The greatsword disappeared.

He turned into wine again and went into the gourd.

The beating talisman hall also stopped.

He even gave Zhixing some advice.

A thick calamity.

Carrying a huge aura of destruction, it blasted towards Guanlan City.

The giant sword dissipated and the Drunken Swordsman retreated.

Lu Yuan and the other two will have no way to escape.

Zuixianju is about to be hit head-on by the heavenly calamity.