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

Chapter 92 Taking a Punch, the Shameless Titan, the Storm Rises Again, and the Power Clan Faces a Great Calamity

Li Zhexian took the initiative to draw his sword!
Three sword lights with completely different attributes shot out from the sky!

In an instant.

The area within a radius of several hundred meters was filled with three kinds of sword energy that crisscrossed and raged.

The students who had been watching fled in a panic.

Even Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the other six were forced to retreat repeatedly.

Yu Tianheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

"The sword of the banished immortal is even more terrifying!"

The four members of the Yu Feng group nodded in astonishment.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling clenched their fists.

"not bad."

Titan said in a cold voice.

Facing the three sword beams that were about to strike.

He simply threw a punch.

The arm, as thick as a giant log, instantly bulged with muscles, its veins bulging like a dragon.

Boom——!
A thunderclap boomed from the ground.

The force of the punch unleashed a violent shockwave, brutally tearing through the air and creating a brief vacuum zone.

The ground cracked inch by inch under the pressure of the fist, and the broken stones rolled back and forth like rain, crashing into the three sharp sword lights.

Keng——

Keng——

Keng——

The three dazzling sword energies melted away like snowflakes upon touching Titan's fist.

Three crisp sounds, like glass shattering, were heard in succession.

The starlight vanished.

The ice and fire dissipated.

The strong wind subsided.

He truly deserves to be called a super strongman whose physical strength is comparable to that of a Title Douluo.

Li Zhexian's three fierce sword strikes were shattered by a single, devastating blow.

Titan's fist, imbued with immense power, continued its relentless advance, striking directly at Li Zhexian's chest.

Witness this scene.

The students were so frightened that they closed their eyes tightly.

Yu Tianheng and the other four felt their hearts nearly stop.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling turned pale and rushed towards Li Zhexian without regard for anything else.

The punch was fierce!

The wind made Li Zhexian sway, his black hair dancing wildly!

He gritted his teeth and growled.

A magnificent soul ring, imprinted with twelve sword feathers, rose from beneath his feet.

"Third Soul Skill - Twelve Calamities of the Azure Lotus!"

This wondrous soul ring appeared.

The students watching were stunned into silence.

What age of spirit ring is this?

It overturned their understanding!

A hint of surprise flashed across Titan's eyes.

The surprises Li Zhexian brought him were more and more astonishing.

"It's a pity this young man is so unyielding..."

"Such a monster cannot be used by me; since we have already incurred enmity..."

"Then cripple him, make him severely injured and unable to heal, so that he misses his golden cultivation period and will be no threat to him in the future!"

A ruthless glint appeared on Titan's face.

The force of the punch surged again.

however.

Right now.

Twelve Azure Lotus Swords pierced through the air and surrounded him.

Within the sword formation, three sword intents intertwined and crisscrossed, causing even Titan's formidable physique to feel a slight stinging sensation.

"What a fine sword-infused wine!"

Titan gritted his teeth and praised.

boom--

However, Titan's punches were simply too powerful.

The sword formation only lasted for three breaths before being shattered by immense force.

He stared at the fist that was already at his chest.

The crimson lotus sword in Li Zhexian's hand, as red as blood, suddenly shone with a beam of condensed starlight and slashed fiercely.

Keng——

Amidst the clanging of metal.

The Azure Lotus Sword was smashed into a breathtaking arc.

After being weakened by three waves of sword strikes, most of the power in the Titan Fist was finally dissipated.

But the remaining force still penetrated the bent blade.

It slammed hard into Li Zhexian's chest.

puff--!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.

A cloud of blood mist burst open in the air.

Li Zhexian's feet plowed two deep furrows into the ground.

It retreated dozens of meters before crashing heavily into and collapsing the college wall.

He barely managed to stop himself before the rubble buried him.

"Li Zhexian!"

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's cries were choked with sobs.

They rushed towards the ruins like madmen.

Yu Tianheng and his group of five followed closely behind.

"Cough cough..."

A faint coughing sound came from the smoke and dust.

Before they could rush over, a figure leaning on a sword emerged from the billowing dust.

Upon seeing this, Titan's smile froze instantly, and his tiger eyes slowly narrowed into dangerous slits.

"Li Zhexian!"

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling rushed forward to help him up.

White light surged from Ye Lingling's palm, and the healing radiance of the Nine-Heart Begonia enveloped Li Zhexian.

Li Zhexian grabbed the Clear Spring Wine Pot, tilted his head back, and took a swig.

Blood mixed with alcohol dripped from the corner of his mouth.

He gasped for breath, the tearing pain in his chest subsiding slightly under the dual healing of the Nine-Heart Begonia and the Wine Martial Soul.

He raised his eyes, his gaze like a drawn sword, piercing straight at Titan's gloomy face.

"I took it."

"You, kneel down."

"Boy..."

The terrifying pressure above Titan's head was as solid as a physical entity.

He stared at Li Zhexian, his killing intent churning like boiling water.

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Yu Tianheng, and four others blocked Li Zhexian's path.

"I'm willing to admit defeat!"

"Titan, have you lost all sense of shame?!"

Titan's heart surged with murderous intent.

The extraordinary talent displayed by Li Zhexian far exceeded expectations.

If left unchecked, the Power Clan will surely suffer sleepless nights in the future.

His gaze was unpredictable, and the veins on his clenched fists bulged.

at this time.

Three powerful pressures descended from the sky.

The three education commissioners, Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin, landed in front of Li Zhexian and roared at Titan:
"Titan! What do you want to do?!"

Upon seeing the three education commissioners return, Titan loosened his clenched fist.

"what I do?"

"Is this the rule at the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy?"

"Our young patriarch of the Power Clan was humiliated by outsiders and students at your academy!"

"I have come today to demand an explanation for my grandson!"

Meng Shenji and the other two turned to look at Li Zhexian, whose white robes were stained with blood, and gritted their teeth, saying:

"Demand an explanation?!"

"Is this how you demand an explanation?!"

"So what?"

Titan sneered, his imposing aura overwhelming.

"The academy has never participated in power struggles. Could it be that the three members of the Education Committee intend to take action against my Power Clan?!"

"you……"

The three men, Meng Shenji, were speechless, their faces turning ashen.

They were not afraid of the Titans.

However, the Power Clan has intricate connections with the long-lost Haotian Douluo.

But this made them wary.

"Humph!"

Titan snorted coldly, grabbed Tyrone by the back of the neck with his large hand, gave Li Zhexian a chilling look, and turned to leave.

Li Zhexian's indifferent voice rang out again.

"In full view of everyone, my words still resonate in my ears."

"Chief Titan, are you going back on your word?"

Titan paused, but didn't turn around.

"I have been somewhat reckless today."

"If I have disturbed you... well, next time I'll be more courageous."

Say it.

Without lingering, he took Tyrone and drove off.

As for his previous promise to "kneel down and apologize," he had long since forgotten it.

Li Zhexian stared in the direction where Titan had disappeared.

Deep within those dark eyes, a sharp, cold glint pierced the bone.

That night.

"The Power Clan is a complex and dangerous group; the Blue Lightning Clan should not get involved."

"Besides, Titan hasn't really attacked you. Your top priority is to increase your strength."

Yu Tianheng's body trembled slightly, but he stubbornly held his neck up.

"If Grandpa refuses to make a trip to the Power Clan..."

"My grandson will remain unmarried for life, so that Tianxin may carry on the family line!"

Dugu Mansion.

Dugu Yan rushed into the flowerbed and shouted hoarsely at Dugu Bo, who was practicing his martial arts:

"grandfather!"

"I want the Power Clan dead!"

The main hall of the Ye family.

Ye Lingling met her mother's scrutinizing gaze without flinching.

"Li Zhexian's injury this time was caused by me!"

"If the Ye family still retains even a sliver of... the idea of ​​becoming the number one support martial soul..."

"Tonight, we will mobilize all our advisors to eliminate the Li Clan!"

The Crown Prince's bedroom.

Upon hearing the news, Xue Qinghe turned pale.

"I'm going to find Li Zhexian!"

She rushed out of the palace.

A chilling voice echoed from afar.

"The Power Clan has no reason to exist."

　Chapter 3 will be around 12 o'clock, the author needs to grab some food first...

　　Dear readers, please read it again tomorrow morning...

　　
　
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