Chapter 635 Great Drunken Sword (2/2)

”The Great Drunken Sword is a swordsmanship you employ when you're drunk. How interesting! I never knew such thing even exi

h left the member scratched and injured several times.

”How is it even possible? I have already injured you badly, and yet you could still harm me. How could you even attack while defending yourself?” the member roared at Ian at the sight of his unbelievable skill.

”I've already told you. If I hadn't been outnumbered by you guys, none of you would be a match for me,” Ian replied contemptuously.” He flew steadily in midair and stared at his enemy with cold and murderous eyes.

His enemies might think that Ian was just drunk and confused all throughout their fight, but one thing was for certain—he was very sober the entire time.

”Now, you'll pay your debt. You have killed so many disciples from the Oriental College, and I won't stop until I kill you and avenge them all,” Ian shouted in a fury.

In the past years, many geniuses had been killed by the Nether Army, and their deaths had been clouded by many mysteries.

And now was the time to solve those mysteries and time for the murderers to pay the bloody debt in their filthy hands.

Before his voice trailed off, his power had already started to quickly build up. All of a sudden, his Drunken Enlightenment materialized and crashed into the member of Nether Army.

Meanwhile, an old man with drizzled hair suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stood behind Ian.

Quietly standing behind him with grace and elegance, the old man also seemed to be drunk as he rocked his body back and forth in a playful manner. His looks and behavior might be deceiving but his right hand held a white sword that was sharp and imposing, ready to strike for any battle.

”Great Drunken Sword!” said Ian in a bit of a tipsy voice.

At the same time, Ian and the old man raised their swords and thrust at the enemy. At the same time, the air was filled with alcohol as if wine was pouring down from the sky.