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

Chapter 268 Battle with the Elders of the Haotian Sect! Coveting the Haotian Sect's Commander's Banner

"Your Holiness, did you notice why Tuoba Xi suddenly stopped?"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei frowned as they looked at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's jade-like fingers tightened slightly. After a moment of silence, she said:

"It should be Li Zhexian's soul skill."

"If you two encounter him in the future, you must be careful."

"Yes."×2
Yue Guan and Gui Mei both looked at the white-robed youth running through the secret realm with solemn expressions in their eyes.

I remember when I first met Li Zhexian...

The latter participated in the Soul Master Competition but was intercepted and killed by them on the way.

Back then, they still needed the protection of their titles and were powerless to fight back against them.

now……

They have grown to the point that they must treat them with caution.

"A terrifying soul skill..."

The top of the sacred mountain.

The worshippers all had solemn expressions.

The moment Li Zhexian unleashed his soul skill.

Even they didn't realize it.

Unpredictable and difficult to guard against.

"If I become this kid's opponent in the future, he'll be a real handful!"

Guangling Douluo swung on the swing, laughing as he spoke.

Under a dark purple sky.

Li Bai traveled swiftly through the deep mountains and forests.

"An agreement has already been made with several senior colleagues..."

"If we get separated, the first priority is to reunite."

They traveled for about several dozen miles.

Li Zhexian didn't encounter a single person.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes.

He leaped to the top of a towering tree.

Look out into the distance.

A vast, rolling forest comes into view.

Looking around, there was nothing particularly remarkable about the area; if one absolutely had to find a different place…

Li Zhexian looked at the desolate, lonely city that lay sprawled at the edge of his vision.

"Many people will probably go to the area around that city."

"Whether it's seizing the commander's flag or reuniting with several predecessors."

"That city is a must-visit."

Thoughts flashed through my mind.

Suddenly, streaks of sword energy appeared in the forest.

These sword energies fell like stars across the chessboard.

These are all coordinates where Li Zhexian will appear next.

The white shirt flashed a few times.

The person had already fled a thousand meters away.

The light curtain, spanning half the sky, was divided into hundreds of sub-curtains.

The scenes depicted were all of sect masters who had entered the secret realm.

rustling—

rustling—

In the secret realm.

They began to encounter each other in pairs.

The sound of the key being crushed echoed throughout the room.

One after another, still shaken, figures emerged from the secret realm.

A cardinal from the Spirit Hall loudly proclaimed:
"The Holy Dragon Sect's Tuoba Xi has fallen!"

"Fire Leopard Sect's Huo Mingkong is eliminated!"

"Ironclad Sect's Leng Hanfeng is eliminated, the Commander's Flag is lost, and Ironclad Sect withdraws from this Seven Sects Re-selection!"

"The Shadow Sect's rigorous bloody elimination process has resulted in the loss of their banner, and the Shadow Sect is withdrawing from this year's Seven Sects Re-selection!"

As one strong contestant after another is eliminated, a banner is revealed.

The crowd of onlookers erupted in a clamor that surged higher and higher.

"Only an hour has passed, and more than a hundred people have already been eliminated!"

"Only Tuoba Xi perished; Li Zhexian was truly ruthless!"

"Why isn't the Holy Dragon Sect's banner on Tuoba Xi? Li Zhexian still hasn't captured the banner!"

"As expected of the number one sect in the world, the three elders of the Haotian Sect are rampant and have already won eight commander flags! They are firmly in first place!"

"The battle between Li Zhexian and Tuoba Xi was the most exciting. Apart from that, there were no other clashes between titled or top-tier Soul Douluos!"

"Hmm?! The direction Li Zhexian went... is that city! The Seventh Elder of the Haotian Sect, His Majesty Lieyang, is there!"

"Is Li Zhexian about to run into the Douluo of the Haotian Sect?!"

“My dear friend, the banished immortal…”

Dugu Boqing's red pupils narrowed slightly.

Even though he had confidence in the young man in white.

However, the Haotian Sect and the Haotian Hammer are so renowned that no one can take them lightly.

Inside the square.

The seat occupied by Haotian Sect.

The Third Elder, Tang Cang, who remained outside, had a calm expression and an imposing presence.

Even though Li Zhexian was at the height of his power and possessed the strength of a titled warrior.

However, he still had absolute confidence in his fellow clan elders.

"Tang San." Tang San, sitting behind him, quickly responded:
"Third Elder."

"Watch how the Haotian Hammer is used."

"Yes."

Tang San nodded solemnly.

Immediately, he looked up at the light screen, his fist clenching silently.

Is the Seventh Elder, Tang Lie, truly capable of defeating Li Zhexian?

Tell the truth.

He was not as certain as the Third Elder.

"When will I be able to be like Li Bai, the immortal immortal..."

“Every move he makes stirs up the winds and clouds, drawing the attention of thousands.”

"Li Zhexian..."

Tang San felt a surge of jealousy and determination.

His desire to become stronger...

It has never wavered.

Just like the grudge against Li Zhexian, which is difficult to resolve.

They traveled at a brisk pace for another half hour.

Li Zhexian finally broke out of the vast forest.

Within sight, beneath the desolate giant city, several figures suddenly came into view.

"Um?!"

"Finally, I've run into someone again!"

Li Zhexian immediately rushed in that direction.

Tens of breaths later.

He came right up to him.

call--

Li Zhexian gracefully landed.

Looking at the burly old man with his hair and beard bristling, and the three pale-faced sect members, he laughed:

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Blazing Sun."

The old man was none other than Tang Lie, the seventh elder of the Haotian Sect, whose title was Lieyang Douluo.

"Um?!"

Looking at the white-shirted boy a dozen meters away.

Tang Lie's body erupted with a scorching and heavy aura, stirring up dust like waves.

"Boy, you're not running away from me?"

"Is the Wind Sword Sect's banner on your person?"

"escape?"

"Why should I run away?"

Li Zhexian twirled his sword beautifully, then looked at the three sect members he and Tang Lie had blocked in the middle, and said with a faint smile:
"You should all be carrying a commander's flag, right?"

The three of them exchanged a glance and sighed in despair.

An elder from the Haotian Sect blocked their way.

Later, a younger generation leader, comparable to the one with the title, intercepted the Dao.

They were incredibly unlucky.

Even if you're unwilling, you can only crush the key.

bang——

Accompanied by a soft sound.

The key broke apart.

Dark purple soul power enveloped them, and then a spatial fluctuation arose.

The three of them suddenly vanished from their spot.

Only one flag lay quietly on the ground, positioned between Li Zhexian and Tang Lie.

Tang Lie strode forward as if no one was there, intending to pick up the commander's flag.

And just then.

Zheng——!
A sword aura cleaved through the air and arrived.

Tang Lie's eyes narrowed sharply, and he threw a punch at the sword energy.

boom--!
Sword energy exploded, soul power overflowed, and dust filled the air.

In the dust.

The burly old man, carrying a giant hammer, stepped out one step at a time.

Bang!
The hammer fell to the ground.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground.

Tang Lie's gaze was sharp as he looked at the white-robed youth, and he said in a low voice:

"Kid, you dare to lay a hand on me?"

A fighting spirit ignited in Li Zhexian's eyes, and a defiant smile curved his lips.

"Tang Lie..."

"Is the Haotian Sect's banner on your person?"

Li Zhexian's words were a tit-for-tat response to Tang Lie's earlier interrogation.

Tang Lie narrowed his eyes, and his aura suddenly surged.

It was scorching hot, heavy as a mountain, surging out from his body.

His arm muscles were bulging like pythons.

Crimson flames surged within his palm, enveloping the entire Haotian Hammer like molten lava.

"They covet my Haotian Sect's banner."

"You little brat, you have guts."

(End of this chapter)