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

Chapter 302 The Haotian Sect Arrives Uninvited; Li Zhexian's Terrifying Past Achievements

Cause and effect settled.

In the darkness, Li Zhexian felt his mind was as clear as if it had been washed clean.

Without even glancing at the sorrowful Yu Xiaogang and his companions, he cupped his hands and smiled, meeting the shocked gazes of the entire city:

"I've disturbed your enjoyment of the drink."

"Once the matter of ascending the tower is settled, the banished immortal will punish himself with three cups of wine."

Zheng——!
Strands of glazed sword energy descended like ladders from the heavens.

Li Zhexian ascended into the sky on a sword.

With their clothes fluttering, they had already reached the top of the tall building.

Where the sword points, the clouds and mist turn to ink, and the wild cursive script flows like dragons and snakes.
He continued his winning streak:
"When he was a Great Soul Master, he defeated Yu Tianheng, the prodigy of the Blue Lightning Clan, with a single sword strike!"

This line of text appeared.

Feng Buyu, Huo Wushuang, and the others immediately turned to look at Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng was taken aback at first.

He then straightened his back without making a sound and said in a deep voice:
"The battle with Brother Banished Immortal that day was truly earth-shattering, and I still savor it to this day."

"You fucking Yu Tianheng!"

Feng Buyu, Huo Wushuang, Feng Xiaotian, and the others pounced on him, grabbing his neck and shaking him violently.

This is a name that will be recorded in the Douluo Tower!

From now on, every history book in mainland China will have to include Yu Tianheng!
Boom boom——!
The swirling clouds and mist, clinging to the crystal-clear sword energy, thunderously etched words onto the exterior wall of the tall building:

"At the Soul Venerable Realm, I defeated Feng Xiaotian, the prodigy of Shenfeng Academy, while the wine was still warm; the Spirit Hall attempted to assassinate me, but I killed three Soul Kings and several Soul Sects; and I even received a punch from Titan, the patriarch of the Lian clan!"

Feng Xiaotian, who was gripping Yu Tianheng's neck, stopped.

He straightened his clothes, his gaze deep and solemn, and said:
“I, Feng, deeply agree with what Brother Tianheng said.”

"My battle with Brother Banished Immortal was also epic and can be called a classic."

"You two deserve to die!"

The Douluo Tower bears witness to countless battles, and there is never a word of humility about it.

Those who attain the title are all exceptional talents; who among them doesn't possess an unwavering heart of a strongman?
These achievements are proof of our journey!

humble?
That's a lack of self-confidence!
It is a denial of the past!
Li Bai's calligraphy flowed like dragons and snakes, becoming increasingly unrestrained and free-spirited.

Even from a distance, one can sense a soaring arrogance and wildness between the lines.

"He entered the Soul Master realm, defeated the Shrek Seven Devils and the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall; he burned himself out, nearly perishing, and nailed Pope Bibi Dong to the Divine Mountain!"

"When I was a Soul King, I ventured into the far north and traversed the City of Slaughter; I beheaded Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall; I orchestrated the fall of Elder Demon Bear Douluo of the Spirit Hall; and I severed the head of Pope Bibi Dong in the Star Dou Great Forest!"

One after another, the large characters crashed down like thunder, carved on the building walls, and also struck the hearts of the entire city.

Li Zhexian's achievements were truly terrifying.

So far, all the battles I've fought have been against opponents of higher levels.

The Soul Master slays several Soul Kings and takes a punch from Titan!
He was the champion of the Soul Snatching Tournament at the Royal Fighting Academy and nearly killed Pope Bibi Dong twice!

It can be said……

Li Zhexian's fame today was paved entirely with blood and fire, a path to heaven forged by countless sword strikes!

"Lord Jianjiu is too strong!"

"I thought the storyteller had already exaggerated, but now it seems he's even toned it down!"

"Lord Swordsman, your title of supreme honor is truly well-deserved!"

Yu Tianheng, Feng Buyu, and the others were also infected by the spirit of the action, and stopped their playful fighting, looking up at the lines of striking words.

Among these events, as Li Zhexian's close friends, there were also their own conflicts and rivalries.

At this moment, my blood is boiling and I am filled with turmoil.

"We are not as good as our immortal brother."

"But on his magnificent journey, there are also the marks left by you and me."

"When future generations mention Li Zhexian, they may also mention our names."

Upon hearing this, all of them nodded emphatically.

"so……"

Feng Buyu rubbed his hands together and approached.

"Brother Xiaotian, go find Brother Zhexian later and change your name to mine?"

"That's impossible!"

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Ning Rongrong looked up at the dashing figure in white robes, wielding his sword with abandon, their beautiful eyes sparkling.

"This guy……"

How many years will it take before someone can surpass him?

Fire Dance murmured in amazement.

Shui Bing'er remained silent for a few breaths, then gently shook her head:

"The appearance of Li Zhexian alone has exhausted the spiritual essence of the continent for ten thousand years, and all future geniuses will pale in comparison."

Zhu Zhuqing gently pressed her slender hand to her heart, gazing at the young man revered by thousands.

Besides admiration and pride, she felt mostly heartache.

Just thinking about how many life-and-death trials he has endured to get to where he is today...

She felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if it were being pricked by needles.

“My friend, you are truly astonishing.”

Feng Bailong stroked his beard and sighed deeply.

Chenxin and Gurong both nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Yu Yuanzhen suddenly spoke:
"The day of the Tianji Martial Arts Tournament is not far off."

"I don't know if this year's event will be held."

"At this rate, the Immortal will have the combat power of a Super Douluo before the Martial Arts Tournament."

Dugu Bo smiled with satisfaction:
"The boy who needed our protection back then."

"In the blink of an eye, they are about to compete with us on the same stage."

Chen Xin was about to reply when his brows suddenly furrowed.

He and several other titled Douluo looked up at the distant sky.

In perception.

Several powerful auras were rapidly approaching Tiandou City.

"It's not a good thing."

Dugu Bocang's eyes shimmered with blue and red light, his snake-like pupils rising vertically.

As the white dragon's black silk fluttered, its figure gradually disappeared into the wind, and its aged voice drifted away with the breeze.

"A grand celebration of titles is rather dull if it is too peaceful."

Li Bai experienced too many battles; I will only mention a few of the most important ones.

It's time to wrap things up.

"Now, I am the Soul Emperor, and I will go to the Seven Sects for the re-selection, slaying Tuoba Xi, the sect leader of the Holy Dragon Sect, and Lieyang Douluo, the seventh elder of the Haotian Sect..."

The last word was uttered.

He didn't even have time to mark the punctuation.

Suddenly, I felt something.

I looked up at the northeastern horizon.

Boom boom——!
Boom boom——!
Thunder roared and lightning tore through the clouds, crashing down like a massive iron mountain crushing the thick clouds.

With Li Bai's current eyesight, he can now see clearly...

The leader was a short-haired, burly middle-aged man with a resolute and cold face, who came hurtling through the air at terrifying speed.

Because of its extremely high speed, it was surrounded by a gravitational magnetic field, causing the air to explode and produce a thunderous roar wherever it passed.

behind him.

Four figures with auras as deep and unfathomable as mountains followed.

boom--! ! !
A massive, jet-black hammer crackling with lightning tore through the sky, hurtling straight at Li Zhexian.

Where the hammer wind passes.

The clouds above Tiandou City were torn to shreds by lightning, as if divine punishment had descended and the world was destroyed by lightning.

Even if they are far apart.

on the ground.

Many Soul Masters and ordinary people still felt numb all over, and their hair stood on end.

The giant hammer, carrying a torrent of lightning, smashed straight at Li Zhexian's face.

Zheng——!
A sword rang out suddenly, accompanied by the roar of dragons and snakes.

Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Dugu Bo, and Yu Yuanzhen flashed in front of Li Zhexian.

The Seven Kill Sword slashed down from mid-air.

The crimson sword light clashed violently with the black giant hammer.

boom--! ! !
The deafening roar shook the heavens.

The vast sea of ​​clouds was swept away by the violent shockwave.

A sudden storm arose over Tiandou City, with turbulent air currents.

The massive black hammer flew back.

Chen Xin also retreated several steps in mid-air, each step causing the void to tremble.

Li Zhexian leaped to the side of several senior figures.

Looking at the five figures that had suddenly descended before him, he slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Haotian Sect..."

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