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

Chapter 238 Wind Sword! Why not strike now? There are still experts lurking in the shadows…

The army of Soul Masters roared as they crashed into the main peak gate!

In an instant, traps and lights appeared everywhere in the sect!
Three thousand disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School faced off against the Spirit Hall's army of nearly ten thousand Soul Masters!

The enemy is numerous and we are few.

However, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has many support Soul Masters.

The disciples formed a circle of three or four, protecting and assisting the Soul Master in the center.

In this way, they were able to barely hold their own against the Soul Master army.

"Crush the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile!"

The nearly ten thousand Soul Masters, like a destructive torrent, swept over the white jade steps and fiercely attacked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples.

"Fight to the death and never retreat!"

The disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School roared in unison.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds... countless weapons imbued with soul power flew out of their hands, transforming into a chilling storm of steel that crashed into the surging crowd.

puff-

puff-

The sound of sharp weapons tearing through flesh was incessant.

The Soul Masters charging at the forefront were as if they had crashed into a wall of steel thorns, their bodies pierced and torn apart by the violent Soul Power weapons.

Severed limbs and fragments of scalding internal organs flew into the air, their screams swallowed by the deafening shouts of battle.

The thick blood plasma instantly soaked through the stone steps, turning them into a slippery, crimson mess.

This obstruction looks terrifying.

But they are nothing more than pebbles thrown into a raging sea.

It only stirred up a fleeting wave of blood.

The Spirit Hall Soul Masters, their voices blazing, stepped over the corpse of their companion Shang Wen, treading on slippery blood and bits of flesh, their eyes bloodshot, and charged forward in a frenzy.

Nearly 10,000 people's Soul Rings flashed simultaneously!
Five-colored soul light intertwined to form a chaotic and deadly star sea!

The crumbling mountain gate was illuminated with bizarre and fantastical light!
It also illuminated every twisted and crazed face!
Ning Rongrong was also in the formation.

She held the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in her palm, and the amplifying light entered the sect elder's body.

Despite her disciples' urgent attempts to dissuade her, she stubbornly insisted on joining the fight.

Familiar faces fell one by one, tears mixed with blood, smearing their faces.

She clenched her teeth.

The glass pagoda in his hands held even more steadily.

“Brother Immortal…”

"The immortal brother will make a move..."

These are two bloody battles!
A real meat grinder vortex!
Countless lives are lost with every breath!
The stench of blood filled the sky, and even the majestic main peak was draped in a grim, blood-red hue!
"Hahahahaha!"

Demon Bear Douluo laughed wildly, his bloodshot eyes gleaming with ferocity.

"So what if the four of you are strong?"

"Let us hold you back, and watch as my Spirit Hall army crushes your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's gates!"

He grinned maliciously and pointed downwards.

The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were falling down, screaming in agony.

Ning Fengzhi's body trembled violently.

That usually gentle face was now brimming with murderous intent, bordering on madness.

Although he appeared to be wavering, his mind was actually as clear as a mirror...

The real key to victory lies on this battlefield!
The Spirit Hall has lost a Title Douluo!
It's equivalent to annihilating an army of ten thousand!
boom--!
Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a white shirt, danced wildly.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, tens of meters tall behind them, surged again!

Amplifying power, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, surged into the bodies of Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Dugu Bo.

Seeing this, Yue Guan and the other three were equally unyielding, their powerful auras soaring into the sky.

Boom boom boom——!
Boom boom boom——!
Seven powerful energies transformed into pillars of light reaching the sky.

The next moment!
Seven figures clashed violently!
Chen Xin battles alone against Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo!
Far from showing any signs of weakness, the Seven Kill Sword in his hand exuded a murderous aura that soared into the sky, dyeing half of the night sky crimson like blood. Instead, he caused the ghosts and demons of Yueguan to retreat in defeat!

"What a fine swordsman, Chen Xin!"

"Truly worthy of being the leader of swordsmanship in the world!"

Yue Guan, wielding the rare and precious Chrysanthemum, withstood a single sword strike.

laugh--!
boom--!
His celestial martial spirit was so shaken that its petals trembled wildly.

Although the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum is known as indestructible.

However, his martial spirit is not perfect.

Yue Guan staggered.

A ghostly figure grabbed him from behind.

"Old Ghost! Join forces against the enemy!"

boom--!
Yue Guan took a step forward.

The nine spirit rings exploded one after another.

A deep black ring suddenly lit up.

"The sixth soul skill - Golden Rui Flowing Clouds!"

Its ghostly figure transformed into a shadowy shadow, indistinguishable from reality, even the Seven Kill Sword could not catch it.

The eerie, ghostly realm, with its lingering shadows, instantly swallowed up Chen Xin, who was dressed in white.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Demons and Monsters!"

The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum bursts into bloom, its stamens spewing forth deadly golden rays that tear through the air and howl like thunder.

The countless ghostly figures that had overwhelmed the heart of mortals suddenly became violent, exploding in a series of loud explosions.

The two titled Douluo's ten-thousand-year soul skills were incredibly powerful.

But, right at the heart of that turbulent flow of soul power, a calm voice pierced the clamor like a sharp sword:
"Look carefully..."

"This is the Seven Kill Sword Path."

I have these words of worldly concern, but to whom can I express them?

The words fell.

A crimson sword aura forcefully cleaved through the chaotic flow of soul power.

"Seven Kills as bones, sword as soul, this body is the Heaven-Slaying Blade."

The sword light was crimson, incomparably sharp, and domineeringly powerful.

Wherever it passed, the torrents of soul power were annihilated, and the golden clouds and ghostly shadows in the sky were all wiped out.

The sword energy stretched for thousands of meters.

In the distance, a mountain peak snapped in half, slowly collapsing with a thunderous roar, its break as smooth as a mirror.

"retreat!"

The moon gate and the ghostly figures retreated in terror.

"You Dou, don't fight Chen Xin head-on!"

A ghostly shout:

"Wait until the Soul Master army slaughters all three thousand disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

Another battleground.

The ancient banyan tree stood atop the skull of the dragon.

He engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand combat with the Blood Demon Bear True Form of Demon Bear Douluo.

Bone fragments and bear blood rained down.

But to everyone's surprise...

The most brutal killings were actually committed by Dugu Bo and Ghost Leopard Douluo.

The two had nine spirit rings shining brightly, and their spirit skills clashed wildly, causing the sky and earth to darken.

Dugu Bobai's hair stood on end.

The green robe fluttered in the surging soul power.

A streak of crimson blood trickled down the corner of his mouth, making his eerie green snake eyes appear even more sinister.

"Old Poisoner, so what if you're level 94?"

Ghost Leopard Douluo's cold laughter hadn't even faded.

The two had already exchanged a palm strike.

Dugu Bo's withered arms bulged with veins, and he was sent flying backwards for a hundred meters.

Just as Ghost Leopard Douluo was about to press his advantage,

The entire cliff suddenly collapsed.

The four-headed Azure Phosphorous Serpent King shattered the mountains, its enormous serpent body suddenly coiling around the Ghost Leopard's true form.

Dugu Bo's cold voice rang out.

"Now, what do you say?"

The words fell.

The four-headed Azure Serpent King suddenly tightened its grip on the serpent's body.

creak-

creak-

The cracking sound of bones bursting under the strain is enough to make your teeth ache.

"Ho...ho..."

Ghost Leopard Douluo's eyes bulged out, and blood gushed from his mouth.

He broke free of the two external claws and fiercely dug them into the snake king's belly.

puff-

Large spurts of snake blood gushed out.

"Damn it!"

Dugu Bo's face turned pale.

The Azure Phosphorus Serpent King suddenly raised its four heads high, and emerald green light burst forth from its eyes, instantly enveloping Ghost Leopard Douluo.

Ghost Leopard Douluo's spirit rings flashed rapidly as he attempted to unleash his spirit skill, but it was too late!
From the top of the head downwards, petrification spread rapidly.

Exhausted, Dugu Bo released the snake's body and plummeted to the ground.

His voice was hoarse.

The sound echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

"Wind Sword!"

"If you don't act now, when will you?"

The expressions of Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and Mo Xiong Douluo changed drastically.

"what?!"

Dugu Bo's voice echoed through the night sky.

The sky suddenly fell into dead silence.

Immediately afterwards...

All the broken leaves, the dust.

Everything flows in an orderly manner in a certain direction.

It seemed like the entire world.

It was an invisible wind sword slowly drawn from its sheath.

(End of this chapter)