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

"When are you planning to leave Huawuguo Country?"

Ye Qian'an asked calmly.

"Let's wait until we sell the shop here. When we have enough money, it will be a good idea to buy a shop in another country. Uncle Ye will stay at home and we two will take care of you in your old age."

Hearing these words, Ye Qian'an smiled with relief, then patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder. He also decided to wait until Jiang Chen's business here was finished before following him to other countries.

After all, it doesn’t matter where you go regardless of your situation; experiencing the local customs and culture is what’s most important.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Jiang Chen had put up a sign for sale in his shop long ago and was willing to sell it at a low price just to be able to leave here as soon as possible.

However, due to the chaos and war during this period, no one dared to buy a shop here, so how could it be easy to sell it?

half a month later.

Well-trained soldiers came here and searched door to door. Any young and middle-aged man who could hold a weapon needed to be brought to the barracks.

When Jiang Chen learned about the conscription, he immediately wanted to hide. However, the cultivator had already discovered Jiang Chen's presence and directly grabbed him out of the cabinet.

And he warned loudly: "If you don't go with us, you and your family will not be able to leave here alive today."

Jiang Chen was frightened to death. He knelt on the ground trembling all over and begged the other party to let him go. If he left, what would happen to Xiuxiu and Uncle Ye?

Uncle Ye is old, and if no one takes care of him, he will probably die here.

However, the soldier didn't care about that. He grabbed Jiang Chen's head with his nails and kicked him hard in the stomach twice.

"I am not negotiating with you. Besides, your wife is also young and serves as a military doctor. She will follow the army to the battle. If you want to escape, you will be killed without a burial place."

Without giving Xiuxiu and Jiang Chen any chance, this group of soldiers grabbed their collars and walked towards the military camp. Because it was wartime, there was not even time for training. They were sent directly to the battlefield to kill the enemy generals.

Jiang Chen was extremely reluctant, but under the confrontation of the cold spear, he had no choice but to pick up his weapon and launch an attack recklessly in order to return home as soon as possible.

Xiuxiu was assigned to the logistics department to treat the wounded. The pampered young lady was so scared after experiencing such a life that her face turned pale, but when she thought of her man still fighting on the front line, she was forced to help others start treatment.

After learning about this, Ye Qian'an couldn't help but frown. When he wanted to bring them back, thunderclouds suddenly rolled in the originally blue sky.

Ye Qian'an understood that ten years later, the time for him to overcome the tribulation would soon come.

After surviving the catastrophe, he successfully broke through the thunder tribulation and reached perfection. If he failed, he would be trapped in this realm for the rest of his life.

Ye Qian'an clenched his fists and could only take out a magic sword. He murmured, "Fengming, protect Chen'er and Xiuxiu."

The Fengming Sword trembled slightly, as if telling Ye Qian'an that it would definitely protect them.

Feng Ming immediately transformed into a beam of red light and rushed towards the direction of the battlefield, leaving only special energy fluctuations remaining in the air.

In the past ten years, the Hua Wuguo Kingdom has changed a lot. Countless cultivators have been killed, and even ordinary people have suffered countless casualties.

Ye Qi'an, however, always guarded Jiang Chen and his wife until the thunderstorm was about to come, and then he came to a quiet mountain, sat cross-legged, and prepared to welcome the energy of the thunderstorm. Time passed by, and the originally blue sky suddenly became cloudy for some reason. The black clouds gradually climbed above Ye Qi'an's head, and the bronze thunder shuttled freely in the clouds like a dragon and snake, so happy.

Ye Qian'an understood that the heavenly thunder tribulation was about to begin.

Next he will have to endure the pain of having his heart pierced by thousands of arrows. Although Ye Qian'an has tried it himself, he also understands that the thunder tribulation sent down by heaven will definitely not be as simple as imagined.

As the breath in the clouds surged, a bronze bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket fell on his head, piercing directly through Ye Qian'an's body and heading straight for his heart.

Ye Qian'an immediately felt as if his heart was firmly grasped by some force. With every breath, this energy would indirectly increase. He kept rubbing his heart, as if his heart could burst at any time.

The endless pain made Ye Qian'an sweat profusely, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth.

This is enough to show how powerful the impact of the heavenly thunder tribulation is. If you are not careful, you may die completely.

Ye Qian'an didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest. Once he had the thought of giving up, these big hands would crush his heart without mercy.

Pfft!

As blood spurted out again, Ye Qian'an's white robe had already been soaked with sweat, and even his breathing became rapid.

As the pain subsided, Ye Qian'an immediately adjusted his breathing, then danced his hands quickly, and a special barrier enveloped him within a hundred meters, in order to prevent anyone from taking advantage of his control that he could not block and killing him.

"Come on, continue. I want to see whether my body is stronger or your thunder tribulation is better."

Ye Qian'an raised his head and looked at the energy impact brought by the sky, with a strange smile on his face.

Boom!

Thunder crackled.

Thunder that was twice as thick as the previous thunder poured down, immediately breaking through the barrier and directly pouring into Ye Qian'an's body.

The pain this time was several times greater than before, and it also forced Ye Qian'an to sweat profusely, his bones crackled, and hot blood continued to flow out of his pores. If others saw it, they would definitely be amazed.

What kind of strength can this person be able to withstand such a brutal and inhumane thunderous impact?

Ye Qi'an remained unmoved throughout the whole process, just frowned and gradually adapted to the feeling of pain.

The pain this time was extremely intense. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably explode and die. Fortunately, Ye Qian'an's body was extremely strong. Although he did not reach the level of a semi-immortal, his physique was second only to that of a semi-immortal.

Otherwise, if he continued like this, even if he could hold on, his body would probably disintegrate directly. By then, even if the Golden Immortal came, he would only be able to shake his head silently.

Sweat mixed with blood had dyed the soil beneath him blood red.

At this moment, veins bulged on Ye Qian'an's forehead, and he clenched his hands tightly together, while at the same time mobilizing the spiritual power in his body to relieve the pain as much as possible.

If this continues, I'm afraid I really won't be able to hold on any longer. (End of this chapter)