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

Chapter 261 Pope Bibidon arrives in person and kills two heirs of various sects in front of him.

"Do I allow you to leave?"

Li Zhexian didn't even lift his eyelids.

A single, casual remark silenced everyone, preventing them from making any rash moves.

The entire hall of Soul Masters immediately paled.

Someone gritted their teeth and forced out a few words:
"Li...Li the Immortal..."

"The seven treasures turned out to be Liuli!"

boom--!
Sa——!
It was as if they had planned it together.

Ning Rongrong summoned the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and unleashed a series of amplification auras.

Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianxin, and Feng Buyu attacked simultaneously.

All of a sudden.

Thunder roared.

The sword energy was ethereal.

The man didn't even get to utter a complete sentence before his flesh and blood flew everywhere, and he died a gruesome death on the spot.

"Hiccup~"

Feng Buyu let out a hiccup, pointed his longsword at the group of trembling diners, and sneered:

"A bunch of mediocre people!"

"Can't distinguish their own level!"

"A title should not be lightly insulted. How could Li Zhexian be insulted?!"

The mainland today.

There are many different opinions regarding the ranks of Li Zhexian.

someone said……

Li Bai was still too young.

Although he can participate in the title-banning battle, he has never fought a title-banner-only battle.

His combat power should be at the Contra level.

And there are others...

We're just waiting for Li Zhexian to fight for the title alone.

He will be crowned with a title immediately.

The smell of blood dispelled the effects of the alcohol.

Looking at the three people who had died violently in front of him.

These people finally came to terms with reality.

Whether or not Li Zhexian was as powerful as rumored, he was not someone they could slander.

Li Zhexian put down his teacup, leaned back lazily in his chair, and looked at the pale-faced young master of the Fire Leopard Sect and the youth from the White Tiger Sect, saying:
"Come."

"Didn't you want to have a go at me?"

"You don't need to come upstairs to look for me, I came by myself."

"Which of you goes first?"

"Together?"

"me……"

The arrogant young sect leader of the Fire Leopard Sect, who had been so domineering just moments before, was now shaking like a leaf, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Just as Hu Yanli said.

The Soul Masters of Wuhun City may be misled by the rulers.

But as members of the seven major sects, how could they not know the truth about what happened five years ago?
The "Legend of Sword and Wine" passed down by Tian Dou and Xing Luo is by no means a fabrication!
The boy's current illustrious reputation was earned through countless battles!
They said they wanted to "compete with Li Bai, the immortal poet"...

Let's first ask the elders of the sect if they dare to say such a thing.

The young sect leader of the Fire Leopard Sect and the youth of the White Tiger Sect dared not even breathe loudly.

Li Zhexian looked at the fox-eyed girl who was pretending to be calm with a bored expression.

“Huliena, tell them…”

"What despicable means did I use to nail your teacher and behead him?"

Hu Liena remained silent for a long time before saying:
“Li Zhexian, I did not say anything to slander you…”

boom--!
The terrifying aura of the auspicious beast soul ring and the 100,000-year soul ring mingled with extremely sharp sword energy and a powerful spiritual force.

It suddenly spread from Li Zhexian.

The floor tiles cracked.

The tables and chairs were shattered into dust.

Everyone around screamed and staggered backward.

The entire Sacred Banquet Hall teetered on the brink of collapse under this overwhelming aura.

Hu Liena, who was the first to be hit, suddenly turned pale and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"I'll say it, and you answer it."

Li Zhexian was the only person sitting calmly on the first floor, speaking in a detached tone.

An expression of disbelief appeared on everyone's face.

Based solely on momentum.

He then pressed the saintess Huliena so hard that she was severely injured and coughed up blood.

This kind of strength...

"Could it be...could the rumors be true? Could it be that this Li Zhexian really did nail His Holiness the Pope and already possesses the combat power of a titled figure?!"

this moment.

The same thought crossed the minds of all the Soul Masters from Wuhun City present.

The young sect leader of the Fire Leopard Sect and the youth of the White Tiger Sect were so terrified that they nearly fainted.

in the corner.

Hu Yanli's eyes were filled with a mixture of awe and helplessness.

"His contemporaries have long since lost sight of the immortal brother's silhouette."

"Why doesn't Grandpa believe me..." He had tried countless times to persuade his grandfather not to submit to the Spirit Hall.

The future situation on the mainland is unpredictable, and the Spirit Hall may not be the final winner.

But unfortunately, public opinion carries little weight.

"Brother Buyu!"

Yu Tianxin excitedly nudged Feng Buyu beside her with her shoulder, her voice low and full of excitement.

"It's so cool!"

"Fighting alongside Master is so exhilarating!!"

Feng Buyu curled his lip and said:
"Stay calm, this is nothing."

talking.

He suddenly frowned.

He slapped Yu Tianxin with his backhand.

"Don't be so disrespectful. I address your brother and your master as brothers."

"'Silent Brother' is not someone you can call me that! Call me brother!"

"Cough cough..."

Hu Liena clutched her forehead, her head throbbing with pain.

five years ago.

Li Zhexian still needs to draw his sword to defeat her.

Now, she can't even withstand the other person's aura.

Meeting the boy's increasingly cold gaze, Hu Liena gave a bitter smile and hissed:
“You did not use any despicable means.”

"What's being said from the outside world..."

"These are all true stories."

The words fell.

She closed her fox-like eyes in humiliation, her alluring face lifeless.

Just as Li Zhexian was about to speak, he raised a brow.

"They arrived quite quickly."

Bang-!
His sword aura blocked the entrance to the restaurant.

It was violently shattered by a powerful and unparalleled soul force, mixed with blazing flames and sharp metal, causing the tavern's door beam to collapse with a roar.

Amidst the smoke and dust.

A thin, middle-aged man in a bright red robe strode in with a burly old man.

"Father/Grandpa! Save me!"

The young sect leader of the Fire Leopard Sect and the youth of the White Tiger Sect shouted with ecstasy.

The two men stepped in, their brows furrowing sharply before they bowed and stepped back.

A stunningly beautiful woman in a dark purple dress, leaning on her papal scepter, walked out slowly.

Inside the huge restaurant.

Apart from Li Zhexian and his entourage.

Everyone knelt on the ground in awe and reverence.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

Bibi Dong's phoenix eyes swept across the entire room.

When he saw Li Zhexian with no one to protect him.

As if in response to a stress reaction, her breath suddenly surged.

next moment.

Bang bang——!
Bang bang——!
The second-floor window frames were broken one after another.

One after another, figures appeared in front of Li Zhexian as if they had teleported.

It was Ning Fengzhi, Chenxin, Gurong, Fengbailong, Dugu Bo, and Yuyuanzhen.

Several top-ranked accounts have gathered.

Even though he never revealed his soul power.

But the mere presence of a Title Douluo was enough to make the air inside the restaurant seem to freeze.

It was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Inside the restaurant, the diners were pale and needed to hold onto the table or lean against the wall to stand properly.

Who would have thought.

Initially, it was only because the younger generation spoke so frankly.

In the end, it attracted all the title holders to gather here.

And all this...

It was all because of that ever-calm and composed young man in white.

The atmosphere in the arena was extremely tense.

Bibi Dong narrowed her phoenix eyes, and the surging soul power within her body gradually subsided.

"Li Zhexian!"

Huo Yanbao, the sect leader of the Fire Leopard Sect, took a step forward, his fiery red hair rising up and burning with rolling flames.

"If you dare to lay a hand on my son in a dispute between juniors..."

Zheng——!
A flash of sword light suddenly appeared.

The ecstasy on the faces of the young sect leader of the Fire Leopard Sect and the youth of the White Tiger Sect froze.

Heh...heh heh..."

Their eyes bulged out.

A thin red line slowly appeared on her neck.

Blood gushed out in large spurts, and the two heads rolled to the ground.

Li Zhexian asked with a smile:
"How are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)