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

Chapter 207 The Fifth Realm of Swordsmanship, the Hundredth Consecutive Victory
Qian Renxue only showed her smiling and gentle side in front of Li Zhexian.

If anyone feels this way.

She's easy to get along with.

That's a huge mistake.

Her tenderness belonged only to Li Zhexian.

"I...had no ill intentions..."

"I need to talk to you about something..."

Hu Liena's vision blurred, and the slender hand in her throat felt like an iron clamp, suffocating her so that she could barely speak, her heart filled with extreme terror.

she thought.

In the Killing City where Soul Skills are restricted.

Except for that monstrous Blood Slaughtering Sword.

We are all "seeds," and even if I am slightly inferior to Qian Renxue, the gap will not be too big.

Until this moment...

She then realized that there are differences even among seeds!

bang——

The hand gripping her neck suddenly loosened its grip.

Qian Renxue's voice was cold and devoid of any warmth.

"explain."

Hu Liena collapsed to the ground, head bowed, panting heavily.

half an hour.

She struggled to her feet, leaning against the wall, her voice still trembling:
"Thousand-foot Snow..."

"I...I've come to seek your cooperation..."

"Regardless of our relationship, we ultimately belong to the same lineage as the Spirit Hall, so don't be in such a hurry to refuse..."

"Even if you are as powerful as this, it will not be easy for you to pass through the road to hell."

"Otherwise, how could only eight killing gods have been born in a thousand years?"

She steadied herself.

Looking at Qian Renxue's cold and beautiful profile.

"Leaving aside the inherent dangers of the Hell Road itself..."

"The murderous intent you've accumulated over the past two years, through the slaughter in ninety-nine places, will inevitably erupt once you embark on the road to hell."

"You need a partner you can rely on for support."

"Perhaps you don't trust me, but with the temple behind you, I wouldn't dare to secretly harm you in the slightest."

"Finished?"

Qian Renxue didn't even turn around, and continued walking towards the place of purchase.

"My only companion is the Blood Slaughter Sword."

"What makes you think..."

"You dare compare yourself to the Blood Slaughter Sword?"

This statement came out.

Hu Liena's expression finally changed completely.

She came here this time.

Seeking cooperation is genuine.

But wasn't there also an element of testing?

Since that day when the Blood Slaughter Sword massacred three thousand people.

Hu Liena found it increasingly strange.

If Qian Renxue had a grudge against Xue Tu Jian, that would be one thing.

She defied the hatred of the entire East District's fallen ones to join forces with Bloodslayer Sword to stage that bloody spectacle.

Without an extremely close relationship, how could Qian Renxue, with her aloof and arrogant nature, possibly do such a thing?
When three thousand people were massacred.

The scene of Qian Renxue leaping away from Xue Tu Jian...

How similar is this to Qian Renxue's act of drawing her sword against the Spirit Hall four years ago to help Li Zhexian?
Over the past year.

It is said that the angel and the Blood Slaughter Sword are inseparable and make no attempt to hide it.

Hu Liena's doubts.

It eventually grew wildly like weeds, becoming increasingly resolute.

She remained silent for a long time, her throat tightening, before she asked with difficulty:

"The Blood Slaughter Sword... is that Li Zhexian?"

Qian Renxue didn't stop walking; her figure flickered in the shadows of the alley and then completely disappeared from Hu Liena's sight.

……

When Qian Renxue returned from her shopping trip, she stepped into the courtyard.

Li Zhexian happened to wake up from his meditation.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The exhaled breath condensed and did not dissipate, but trembled faintly in the air, transforming into a long, drawn-out sword cry.

This strange sight.

It caught Qian Renxue's eye.

This caused a deep admiration to show on her exquisitely beautiful face.

This past year or so.

She took it all in.

Aside from his chilling winning streak in the Hellish Killing Arena, Li Zhexian's swordsmanship also steadily improved.

Compared to one year ago.

The sword in Li Zhexian's palm.

Its sharpness is more than just a little bit more formidable.
Although Qian Renxue also uses a sword, her path ultimately leads to inheriting the position of an angel, and her understanding of pure swordsmanship is far inferior to that of Li Zhexian.

however.

She knew perfectly well what was going on.

The world today.

Even if we include all the titled Douluo.

There are only a handful of people who can be compared to Li Zhexian in the art of swordsmanship.

Just like Feng Bailong's comment that day, which had already spread throughout the world:

"The swordsmanship of the world is divided into one dou (a unit of volume), and the swordsmanship of Chen Xin alone has six dou. I, an old man, will take two dou. Although you, young friend, are young, you should also drink one dou. The rest shall be shared among all the swordsmen of the world."

"Li Zhexian..."

Qian Renxue's voice was soft and melodious.

His coldness was completely different from when he spoke to Hu Liena earlier.

"With your current level of swordsmanship, are Senior Feng Bailong and Senior Chen Xin still superior to you?"

When Kendo was mentioned.

Li Zhexian, whose lips had been slightly upturned at the return of Qian Renxue, suddenly became solemn.

He frowned and pondered for a moment before speaking seriously:
"They should be taller than me."

"Senior Chen Xin, as the leader of the sword path, led the Spirit Hall to besiege the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School more than a decade ago..."

"At that time, Senior Chenxin was in seclusion to comprehend swordsmanship. When he emerged from seclusion, the Seven Kill Sword Seal had already formed on his forehead."

(Dust Heart - Fourth Realm of Swordsmanship)

"This is the mark of the fourth realm of swordsmanship."

"Now, more than a decade has passed, and with the talent of senior Chenxin, he will surely make further progress."

"As for Senior Feng Bailong..."

Li Zhexian pondered for a moment and said:

“Brother Buyu told me about it.”

"Senior Feng spent several years comprehending swordsmanship at Listening Wind Cliff, and a sword mark appeared on his forehead."

"After years of cultivating his sword skills, his cultivation level must have reached a new level."

Qian Renxue nodded knowingly.

Li Zhexian's lips curled into a smile, a blend of youthful spirit and swordsman's edge, radiating confidence:

"But I have never slackened in my swordsmanship."

"The threshold to the fifth realm of swordsmanship..."

"I have seen it."

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Five years have passed since Li Zhexian made his promise to his many friends.

Only a few months remain.

The Demon Fox and the Asura Hammer have both climbed to ninety-nine wins.

The city of killing.

An unprecedented scene is about to unfold...

Blood Slaughter Sword, Angel, Demon Fox, and Asura Hammer—these four seeds representing the four major areas of the inner city—will simultaneously begin their final battle.

This means that four people will simultaneously fight their way to the top and knock on the door to hell!

This day.

All other areas of the Hell Killing Arena are now closed.

Only these four arenas remained, and at the same moment, they unleashed their final burst of blood.

The ironclad rule of limiting the audience to 1,000 people per show has been broken.

in the dark.

The crowd surged, the noise was deafening, and the sound waves almost lifted the dome.

"Finally, I can see the Blood Slaughter Sword again! I wonder how much blood that sword has drunk this time, and how sharp it is now?!"

"Four people together knock on the road to hell! The city of slaughter is unprecedented! Which of these four is the strongest?"

"Pshaw! How can the likes of the Demon Fox and the Asura Hammer be compared to the Blood Slaughter Sword and the Angel? If it weren't for the time constraints of the competition, the latter two would have already embarked on the road to hell!"

"Many victors have emerged in the City of Slaughter! But in the past thousand years, only eight have been able to pass through the Hell Road and become the God of Slaughter!"

"I don't care about anything else! Legend has it that after a hundred consecutive wins, the King of Slaughter will appear!"

The audience roared wildly like a raging torrent.

however.

When Li Zhexian slowly stepped out of the darkness onto the killing field that belonged to him.

All the noise was shut out by an invisible barrier.

He remained calm and composed.

The aura was as cold and abyssal as a deep abyss.

The nine opponents huddled together, their faces grave.

Li Zhexian made no move.

A crimson sword light swept across the entire arena.

Suddenly tearing through the darkness, like a blood moon appearing out of nowhere, it arrived before the enemy in an instant.

　Chapter Three, dear readers, please read it tomorrow morning!
　　The next chapter will be here very soon~~
　　
　
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