Douluo: Summon the God and Demon Li Xin, Thousand Flows Tremble

Chapter 218 Time disappears, but the soul is immortal! Kill Qian Daoliu and break through Jialing Pass!
"Time disappears, but the soul remains immortal! Now, offense and defense change!"

Xiang Yu shouted loudly, raised his sword and stepped forward. At this moment, he was full of vigor and vitality.

Every move and every style carries tremendous power and endless murderous intent.

He wielded his huge sword with great force.

Like a lion awakening, it is majestic and imposing.

Forcing Qian Daoliu to retreat step by step.

Qian Daoliu's heart was filled with bitterness because he was seriously injured, so he was not as calm as before in dealing with the situation.

The gap in strength is too obvious, and the outcome of this battle seems to be doomed.

He endured the pain and tried hard to raise the Angel Sword in his hand to resist Xiang Yu's attack.

But his movements were obviously slower and his strength was not as good as before.

Xiang Yu was merciless. He swung his giant sword and smashed it towards Qian Daoliu with a whistling sound.

Qian Daoliu raised his sword with difficulty to block, but Xiang Yu's powerful force caused his knuckles to crack and the Angel Sword almost slipped out of his hand.

"Damn it!" he was filled with grief and indignation.

"Qian Daoliu, die!" Xiang Yu roared and launched another round of fierce attack.

Qian Daoliu was caught in a dilemma and exhausted from dealing with the situation. His body broke apart due to the exertion and several new wounds appeared on his body, with blood gushing out.

"I won't fall easily!" Qian Daoliu gritted his teeth and tried to make a final struggle.

But Xiang Yu did not give him a chance to breathe. His attacks became more and more fierce and every move was deadly.

After a fierce confrontation, Xiang Yu seized a flaw in Qian Daoliu and swung the giant sword in his hand with a thunderous force.

A cold light flashed, and Qian Daoliu's body froze instantly, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

Xiang Yu's sword ruthlessly pierced Qian Daoliu's chest, and blood splattered everywhere.

Qian Daoliu's life force quickly dissipated, and his body fell slowly from the sky like a giant bird, hitting the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust.

There was dead silence on the battlefield and everyone was shocked by this scene.

Xiang Yu fell from the void and stood beside Qian Daoliu's body, with his head held high and his chest puffed out, like an invincible god of war.

His body was covered in blood, but his majesty and dominance remained unchanged.

"General Xiang wins!"

"The Overlord is the coolest!"

The Xuanyong army burst into cheers. They were excited about Xiang Yu's victory and celebrated this hard-won victory.

In contrast, Bibi Dong and others had pale faces. They never expected that the powerful Qian Daoliu would be defeated by Xiang Yu and even lose his life.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Qian Daoliu's body and wept bitterly: "Brother..."

His voice was hoarse, his legs went limp, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked ashen, their eyes filled with despair and fear. They knew that without the great tree of Qian Daoliu, the glory of Spirit Hall would no longer exist.

Hu Liena stood there blankly, tears flowing uncontrollably. She had never thought that the Spirit Hall would have such a tragic ending.

"No, this is impossible!" Bibi Dong murmured to herself, her body trembling slightly, her heart filled with regret and fear.

The once all-mighty Spirit Hall has now lost its pillar. Everyone seems to be able to see the future collapse of the Spirit Hall, and a dark shadow hangs over everyone's heart.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became extremely heavy. Golden Crocodile Douluo and others seemed to have lost their souls and didn't know where the future lay.

The great priest Qian Daoliu is dead. Now the only one who can take command and become the pillar of support for everyone is Pope Bibi Dong!
Everyone looked at Bibi Dong. "I can't continue fighting. I have to go back and complete the godhood ritual."

Bibi Dong knew that it was useless to stay any longer, so she didn't care about Jialing Pass and immediately flew away.

Her figure quickly disappeared in the astonished gaze of everyone, and she abandoned the people from the Spirit Hall who were still struggling on the battlefield without hesitation.

The Spirit Hall soldiers at Jialing Pass looked in the direction where Bibi Dong left, their hearts filled with despair and anger.

"His Holiness the Pope just left like that!"

"We have been abandoned by His Holiness the Pope!"

Panic spread among the soldiers like a plague.

The Xuanyong army took advantage of the enemy's chaos, boosted morale, and launched a more fierce attack.

Bibi Dong heard the calls from behind without even turning her head. Now she was only thinking about completing the deification ceremony as soon as possible and gaining powerful strength to reverse the situation.

On the battlefield of Jialing Pass, the shouts of killing were deafening.

The morale of the Xuanyong army was high, and they launched wave after wave of charges against the Spirit Hall army like a surging tide.

The soldiers of the Spirit Hall were immediately thrown into disarray after losing Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong.

They fought on their own without any order, and seemed overwhelmed by the fierce attack of Xuanyong's army.

"Hold on! Hold on!" Ju Douluo shouted at the top of his lungs, but he was unable to stop the soldiers' defeat.

Some timid soul masters knew that they were doomed to fail, so they began to abandon their weapons and weapons and flee in all directions.

This action was like a chain reaction. More and more Spirit Hall soldiers turned around and fled, and the entire army instantly fell into chaos.

The Xuanyong army took advantage of the victory and attacked Jialing Pass in one go, not giving the soldiers of the Spirit Hall any chance to breathe.

Amid the flashing of swords and the shadow of sabers, the soldiers of the Spirit Hall fell in large numbers, and their blood dyed the land of Jialing Pass red.

In the end, this battle ended with the Spirit Hall's tragic defeat. Jialing Pass was filled with Xuanyong's military flags and fell into the hands of Xuanyong's army.

After attacking Jialing Pass, it is Wuhun City!
With flags flying and horses' hooves thundering, the Xuanyong army advanced like a hot knife through butter and headed straight for Wuhun City.

The Spirit Hall guards at the city gate were panicked and hastily organized resistance, but in the face of the powerful offensive of the Xuanyong army, their defense line collapsed instantly.

The army poured into Wuhun City.

The final battle began with the soul masters of Wuhun City!

Wuhun City was engulfed in flames of war, with black smoke billowing into the sky, as if it was about to swallow up this once prosperous land.

The streets and alleys were filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, and collapsed houses and ruins could be seen everywhere.

The flames leaped through the ruins, devouring everything that could burn, making crackling sounds.

The once bustling market is now dead silent, with stalls overturned and goods scattered all over the ground, ruthlessly destroyed by the war.

The road was covered in blood, some from the Spirit Hall soldiers and some from the Xuanyong army, witnessing the cruelty of this fierce battle.

The cries of women and children echoed in the city. They had lost their homes and loved ones, and their eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

Some injured Spirit Hall personnel fell on the roadside, groaning in pain, but no one could give them effective treatment.

The Xuanyong army shuttled through the city, searching for the remaining Spirit Hall forces, and every step was accompanied by tension and vigilance.

Wuhun City, once a holy place in the hearts of soul masters and a glorious capital, has now become devastated by the ravages of war, like a hell on earth.

(End of this chapter)