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

Chapter 301 Settling the Karma! One sword slays the golden dragon, one punch obliterates Zhao Wuji.
"Roar--!"

The golden dragon raised its head and roared, its cry resounding throughout the heavens and earth, causing the surrounding air currents to tremble.

Those Soul Master disciples who were closer covered their ears in pain, while those with weaker cultivation turned pale and staggered back several steps, almost losing their footing.

"This...this actually summoned a dragon!"

"The Golden Iron Triangle is quite famous in the Soul Master world. The golden dragon summoned by their combined technique is among the top even among Soul Douluo!"

"So, Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao has amazing potential! Ha, he hasn't even properly cultivated his own martial spirit, yet he dares to call himself a 'master'?"

"Lord Sword Wine is a titled combatant, so what is the Golden Dragon compared to him!"

"Lord Swordsman is certain to win! He will surely slay the golden dragon with a single sword strike!"

Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wushuang, and the others were quite relaxed, and even took a sip of wine from time to time.

They knew Li Zhexian.

He would never make a move without being absolutely certain of success.

"Let's see how many sword strikes Brother Immortal makes!"

"Brother Immortal said he could cure Zhao Wuji? It's time to settle our grudges, but it seems like he won't be easy to cure!"

"He killed Zhao Wuji with one punch? Zhao Wuji's martial spirit is known for its physical strength. Brother Zhexian is truly domineering!"

"This traitor!"

Enraged, Yu Yuanzhen's white hair and beard crackled with lightning, and he gathered thunderous energy in his palm, ready to shatter the golden dragon with a single blow.

"Brother Leiting, please don't act rashly."

Feng Bailong and Dugu Bo quickly spoke up to dissuade them.

Chen Xin also calmly said:
“Since the banished immortal promised not to harm your son, he will not break his promise. Just watch.”

"Ugh!"

Yu Yuanzhen sighed deeply, and the lightning in his palm gradually faded away.

"Such a scoundrel is a disgrace to the Blue Lightning family!"

"Li Zhexian..."

Yu Xiaogang struggled to control the golden dragon and said with difficulty:

"I hope you will keep your promise and cure Zhao Wuji."

A faint light flashed from the treasure pouch at Li Zhexian's waist.

A jade bottle was already in his hand.

This was still in the City of Slaughter, when Qian Renxue gave him the antidote.

The jade bottle shattered silently.

Li Banxian flicked his finger.

A cyan pill transformed into a stream of light and shot towards Zhao Wuji in his wheelchair.

boom--!
The pill pierced Zhao Wuji's lips and teeth, but suddenly stopped just before it pierced his skull.

The pills transformed into a medicinal liquid, silently flowing into the body.

"Ho ho..."

Zhao Wuji's eyes bulged, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

A series of crackling sounds, like popping beans, came from inside his body; these were the sounds of a severed pulse being reconnected.

A foul-smelling venom was expelled from his pores.

Furthermore, due to its highly toxic effects, it corroded the skin, leaving it riddled with holes.

All of this was done deliberately by Qian Renxue.

She knew that Li Zhexian would eventually face the consequences of his actions.

The healing process.

It's impossible to let Zhao Wuji have an easy time.

giggle-

giggle-

Zhao Wuji's teeth were clenched so hard they almost broke, the sound clearly audible.

He slowly raised his head, speaking each word slowly and deliberately, his hatred overflowing:

"Li! The banished immortal!"

Boom boom——!
A surge of immense soul power erupted from his body.

Paralyzed for years and plagued by poison and pain, even with the body of a Soul Saint, the sudden recovery and rampant use of soul power would be unbearable.

But Zhao Wuji was already disregarding everything.

He allowed the raging soul power to tear his skin apart, splattering blood everywhere.

He heard what Li Zhexian had just said.

One punch!
Just one punch!
Years ago, he was able to drive Li Zhexian to the brink of death!

Now I'm sure I can withstand a punch from Li Zhexian!
Seven spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, and the seventh black spirit ring suddenly shone brightly.

Each strand of blood-stained golden hair broke through the skin.

Zhao Wuji's body swelled up, instantly transforming into a five-meter-tall giant bear. His beastly eyes surged with boundless resentment as he slammed a palm down on Li Zhexian, who was in mid-air, as large as a small mountain.

at the same time.

Yu Xiaogang and the other two changed their hand seals.

The golden dragon roared and flapped its wings, attacking Li Zhexian together.

Under countless tense gazes, Li Zhexian pointed his Azure Lotus Sword at the golden dragon and casually swung it out.

All of a sudden.

A beam of glazed sword light rose with the wind, instantly exceeding a hundred feet in length.

An extremely sharp aura swept across all directions, forcing the onlookers to close their eyes and not dare to look directly at it.

The sword light swept towards the dragon's head without any hindrance, piercing through the dragon's body as easily as tearing through thin paper.

The golden dragon came to an abrupt halt less than a meter in front of Li Zhexian.

It remained frozen in mid-air.

The young man's aloof and handsome face was reflected in the golden dragon's eyes.

next moment.

Amidst the horrified expressions of everyone in the city.

The golden dragon was suddenly severed in two from head to tail, the cuts as smooth as a mirror, the pieces sliding off at an angle.

Large amounts of soul power poured out from the fracture.

"puff--!"

on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flander coughed up blood and flew backwards for hundreds of meters, smashing more than a dozen banquet tables.

And this time.

Zhao Wuji's martial spirit true form had already pounced forward.

A fierce, bloody wind, carrying his deep resentment, made Li Zhexian's clothes flutter loudly.

"Die!"

Zhao Wuji screamed hysterically.

The bear's paw, resembling a millstone, roared and slammed down on Li Zhexian.

Li Zhexian neither dodged nor avoided, but instead unleashed a punch to meet the attack head-on.

Four-colored spiritual light flowed through his meridians, and his flesh and blood became spotless and flawless, like a radiant and precious crystal statue.

The current Four-Phase Spiritual Vein Body.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a four-phase glass body.

Fists and palms collided.

laugh--!
The sound of blood and flesh splattering suddenly rang out.

From the point where fists and palms clashed, a transparent wave of air exploded outwards, sweeping in all directions.

The giant bear paw that Zhao Wuji transformed into shattered from the knuckles down.

The cracks started on his arm, quickly traveled down his shoulder and back, and then spread all over his body...

next moment.

His entire bear body exploded with a bang, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and bones were shattered.

It turned into a cloud of blood mist that drifted down from the sky.

Li Zhexian stood silently in the air, his white robes unchanged.

The "pure" aura emanating from the glass-like body instantly purifies the blood mist, making it invisible.

The city was silent; the crowd was completely still.

Countless gazes were fixed on the white-clad figure standing in the air, while the people of Tiandou City looked up and held their breath, as if in a dream.

Over the past few years.

They had only heard the legendary tales of "Master Swordsman" from storytellers.

Although it was vivid and colorful, it still seemed to be separated by a layer of mist.

Until today.

Only then did they truly witness Li Zhexian's actions firsthand.

With a single sword strike, the golden dragon was cleaved in two!

One punch annihilated Soul Saint Zhao Wuji!
Is this the Sword and Wine Master, the number one young talent who surpasses all others, who ascended to the rank of title at the tender age of twenty?!

Feng Buyu, Huo Wushuang, and the others breathed a sigh of relief, still deeply shaken.

"Brother Immortal, your strength is truly astounding..."

"From now on, we probably won't even dare to think about fighting him."

At this time.

Feng Buyu suddenly turned his head and looked at Feng Xiaotian, who was carrying a long sword on his back.

"Brother Xiaotian, among our group of brothers, you are the only one who dares to compete with Brother Zhexian!"

"How about we spar with Brother Immortal later?"

A series of mocking glances followed.

Feng Xiaotian's face darkened, as if he had been smeared with soot, and he waved his hands impatiently.

"roll roll roll!"

Last time, he was coaxed by these people and, in a moment of impulsiveness, drew his sword against Li Zhexian.

He can't afford to make that mistake a second time.

(End of this chapter)