Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 166 The Splendor of Three Swords + Boiling Wine and Crying Swords, Unleashing the Fate-Breaking Rebirth Technique, Nailing Pope Bibi Dong
A crimson green lotus sword mark bloomed on Li Zhexian's brow.

He slowly raised his palm.

The Azure Lotus Sword appeared from the void.

now.

The twelve lotus flower imprints on the sword's blade have all turned scarlet.

The Azure Lotus Sword trembled and emitted a mournful cry.

"I'm sorry, Azure Lotus Sword..."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to travel the world with you anymore..."

Li Zhexian stroked the scorching hot sword spine, a carefree smile playing on his lips.

His internal organs were shattered into bloody mud, and his meridians were severed like withered vines. Only a wisp of mysterious energy was keeping him clinging to his remaining life.

This body was like a candle flickering in the wind.

They could be swallowed up in a rain of blood at any moment.

"Destiny will pass away."

"It can only be initiated when someone is on the verge of death."

"However, once it is used, the injuries on this broken body will fully erupt."

Li Bai's mind was as clear as a mirror.

He glanced one last time at the despairing and grief-stricken faces of Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing, and his close friends.

This one glance back.

His farewell was choked in his throat.

Shattered silently.

"That's all."

I dislike the sorrow of parting the most.

He turned his head away.

Those bloodshot eyes locked onto Pope Bibi Dong, who was smiling coldly in the distance.

Step out.

Where the toes land.

Strange, crimson ripples spread out.

The cracked ground, glistening with blood, solidified into twelve-petaled flowers of fate the instant the ripples touched it.

Li Zhexian walked forward step by step.

Blood blossoms appeared in layers, and then with a whoosh, they rose into the air.

In an instant.

A shower of blood-red petals suddenly fell in the wide square in front of the Papal Palace.

This is heaven and earth.

Sending off the deceased.

Li Zhexian was drenched in this rain of blood.

He ran his fingers across the blood-red Azure Lotus Sword, and a rich purple soul ring slowly wrapped around the blade.

boom--!
An even more violent burst of crimson energy erupted from Li Zhexian's body.

Layers of thick, blood-red clouds gathered above his head.

The terror of death and rebirth...

Its advantage lies in its ability to stack with other amplifying soul skills!

Under a chorus of horrified gazes.

Li Zhexian grasped at the air with his left hand, and the Clear Spring Wine Pot appeared in his grasp.

The teapot is tilted.

The scarlet wine gushed onto the Azure Lotus Sword.

The wine soaked into the sword's edge.

The sword, already crimson like blood, now appeared even more eerily red.

The wine floating on the sword boiled violently.

The Azure Lotus Sword in his hand also emitted a fierce hum.

At this moment today.

Li Zhexian's sword strike, reaching its pinnacle of artistry, once again evoked the image of boiling wine and the clanging of a sword.

Everyone present was horrified as they sensed the aura that resembled a martial soul fusion technique.

Two increases.

The aura emanating from Li Zhexian.

That hidden, unseen, and unpredictable sword intent.

This even made the four titled Douluo, including Dugu Bo, feel their hearts pound with fear.

Their expressions became even more unpleasant.

This is a forbidden power that far surpasses one's own level.

The price to be paid will inevitably be unimaginably severe.

Bibi Dong's expression finally changed from a sneer to a solemn and ugly one.

Li Zhexian's resolute aura had already locked onto her.

"Ghostly Appearance! Moon Gate!"

Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo stood in front of Bibi Dong, looking at the blood-clad youth who was approaching step by step with suspicion and uncertainty.

"What on earth did this kid do?!"

The words just fell.

Li Zhexian finally raised his sword!

call--

The rain of blood flowers swirled around him like a tornado.

Under a gloomy sky.

The blood-red clouds surged like boiling water.

The entire world was dyed crimson, as if everyone were in a sea of ​​blood.

Li Zhexian's hoarse voice echoed throughout the place.

"The Three Swords' Splendor..."

"The wine boils and the swords clash..."

As each word fell, massive amounts of viscous, almost tangible, crimson soul power, resembling a bursting dam of blood, surged wildly from Li Zhexian's body.

"Fourth Soul Skill - Rebirth from Destiny".

Triple amplification of soul skills stacked.

This has pushed the power of the Azure Lotus Sword in Li Zhexian's hands to an unimaginable level.

The sea of ​​blood is overwhelming!
The Azure Lotus Sword that Li Zhexian held horizontally in front of his chest transformed into a blood-red streak that tore through the sky!
Behind her was a surging, roaring sea of ​​blood, heading straight for Bibi Dong!
The entire sacred mountain trembled violently!

One after another, crimson beams of light shot into the sky.

The world was completely dyed apocalyptic crimson.

This earth-shattering power was enough to make even a Title Douluo change color.

Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo found it hard to believe.

"impossible!"

"How could the Soul Sect possibly summon such power?!"

The two of them poured out all the remaining soul power in their bodies and struck out with both palms at the same time.

He intended to stop this blood-red, stunning sword strike.

however.

Right now.

From the summit of the sacred mountain.

Two streaks of light shot down like meteors.

One was a giant club as heavy as a mountain.

One of them was a biting, icy arrow.

boom--

boom--

Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo were blasted away and crashed into the mountain behind them, sending rocks flying and dust billowing into the sky.

Bibi Dong's serious injuries were fully exposed.

She looked venomously at the mountain peak.

"The Hall of Offerings!"

"You still made your move!"

Boom boom——!
Boom boom——!
The blood-red sword blade that came towards her, carrying the power to tear apart heaven and earth, made her turn her gaze away in horror.

"Li Zhexian, no matter how monstrous you are, can you defy your title?!"

Bibi Dong clenched her teeth tightly.

behind her.

The illusory, sky-covering shadow of the Death Spider King reappeared.

Exhausting the last bit of soul power.

It coalesced into a sickle that stretches across the sky.

Bibi Dong swung her arms, putting all her strength into it.

Facing that earth-shattering sword strike, they fiercely countered with a slash.

The blood sword, carrying an endless sea of ​​blood, collided violently with the Rakshasa scythe!
A terrifying storm of soul power exploded instantly.

It unleashed a hurricane that tore everything apart.

A sea of ​​blood churned.

It contains the ultimate sharpness to annihilate all things.

Immediately afterwards——

Under the horrified gazes of everyone.

That illusory, towering scythe actually shattered inch by inch beneath the blood-red sword tip!
Ping——!!!
A sharp, piercing sound!
The scythe shattered with a crash!

The hurricane of soul power tore Bibi Dong's hair and tattered white cloak, causing them to dance wildly.

Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically.

She was about to forcefully activate a wisp of dark Rakshasa divine power.

But the next moment.

But it was thwarted by another divine force.

It quietly faded away.

"what?!"

In Bibi Dong's suddenly contracted, horrified purple pupils.

That single, deadly, crimson glint...

Zoom in rapidly! Zoom in!

Until it fills her entire field of vision!

Zhi——!
Pfft——!
The blood-red Azure Lotus Sword, with its extreme sharpness capable of piercing through everything, pierced her heart.

The immense inertia lifted her hundreds of meters off the ground, pinning her to the mountainside.

Dark purple blood trickled down from the corner of his lips.

Bibi Dong struggled to lift her blood-stained face.

The Azure Lotus Sword in her heart was still humming and trembling.

The unfocused pupils refocused for the last time.

Looking towards the distant, fading, blood-red figure.

“Li…the banished…immortal…”

Bibi Dong suddenly lowered her head.

The crown of the teacher crashed to the ground.

The thunderous crash echoed through the deathly silent square.

Everyone felt as if they had been choked, their breath caught in their throats...

Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, was pinned to the sacred mountain of the Pope's Palace by a sword strike fought with the life of a young man.

The ink spread on the paper.

The soul masters of Tiandou City were thrilled and trembled.

"In the year 679 of the Martial Soul Calendar, Pope Bibi Dong was nailed to the Divine Mountain by Lord Jianjiu..."

　The next chapter will be in a little while... I'm a bit numb... I'm so sorry, dear readers...

　　
　
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