Douluo Continent: Infinite Clone, Starting with Taunting Gangzi

Even Golden Crocodile Douluo was a bit confused. Xue'er went out to kill the evil soul master, but ended up running into an ambush by the evil soul master and the Clear Sky Sect.

To ensure safety, the eldest brother even sent himself, the second strongest in the Spirit Hall, to protect everyone, only to run into a Limit Douluo whom he couldn't defeat!

It's as if a director is deliberately arranging the plot.

What is going on?

Chapter 124 Itachi: My foolish little brother!

"What kind of magnanimity... You killed your clan and everyone for such a small reason?" Sasuke was already being protected in Sword Douluo's arms.

Sasuke felt a sense of security as he sensed someone protecting him. He stared at Itachi Uchiha with bloodshot eyes and let out a roar like a young lion.

Sasuke and Itachi Uchiha locked eyes. A sinister glint flashed in Itachi's Sharingan, and Sasuke's eyes glazed over for a moment before he let out a heart-wrenching scream of pain.

"Aaaaaaah!" Sasuke screamed in agony, as if he had witnessed something horrific. "Stop! Don't let me see this! Just for this reason, you're going to kill Mom and Dad, you..."

Sasuke seemed to have finally broken free from the world of genjutsu. He was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Uchiha Itachi.

"Why? Why did you leave me alive? Why didn't you kill me when I ran away?" Sasuke's voice was no longer hysterical, but hoarse and cold.

"Because... you are not worth killing!" Itachi Uchiha's expression changed instantly. His previously calm face became distorted, as if he had gone mad.

He laughed and shouted, "My foolish brother! If you want to kill me, then hate me, loathe me! Then live a vile life, run away, run away, and just eke out a living like this!"

He's gone mad... completely mad.

This is how everyone present described Itachi Uchiha's current state; he's clearly gone mad!

As Itachi Uchiha gradually went mad, his three-tomoe Sharingan began to spin rapidly, gradually transforming into the shape of a large windmill.

"Come and seek revenge with eyes like those! Hahaha..."

"The power of the Mangekyou Sharingan is something you, with only a single tomoe Sharingan, can never imagine! Sasuke, you are my backup eye!"

The eerie windmill spun wildly, its crimson light fueling Itachi Uchiha's madness.

For some reason, when Qian Renxue met those blood-red Mangekyou Sharingan eyes, even the eight-winged Seraph felt a sense of unease.

If the six eyes are azure pupils, hiding mysteries as deep as the universe, then the Mangekyou Sharingan is an ominous eye, concealing endless pain and calamity!

"Alright..." At this moment, Genbu, standing behind Itachi Uchiha, spoke indifferently, stepping in front of Itachi. "Itachi Uchiha has joined our [Shadow] and become one of the Shadow Assassins... And you distinguished guests who have come to visit the Uchiha clan..."

Xuanwu's lips curled into a chilling smile as he slowly placed his hand on the blade of the sword he had been holding—his martial spirit, the Blade of Fear.

"Let's stay here!"

As the Blade of Fear was drawn, Xuanwu's smooth white hair turned into a frizzy mess, resembling Madara Uchiha's hairstyle. With the Blade of Fear unsheathed, it seemed as if a barrier had been created, turning the area into a desolate wasteland.

In the desolate wilderness, countless blood-red eyes opened, and Xuanwu's body was covered in a layer of black armor, which enveloped his entire body, causing his figure to swell to more than two meters tall!

Nine soul rings—six black and three red—rose beneath his feet. His eerie, blood-red eyes stared at everyone trapped within the barrier. He slowly raised the Blade of Fear in his hand, and an eye on the blade slowly looked down at everyone.

"Get behind me!" Golden Crocodile Douluo roared, his seventh spirit ring lighting up. "Seventh Spirit Skill, Golden Crocodile True Form!"

A massive golden crocodile burst from the ground, its golden armor reflecting a faint light, its imposing presence surpassing even that of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Golden Crocodile Douluo roared, "Xue'er, if a fight breaks out later, I'll cover your retreat and leave with Xue'er and Ranmo!"

"Grandpa..." Tian's eyes reddened.

"Feng Zhi, I'll stay behind to cover the rear..." Sword Douluo transmitted his voice using his soul power.

"Uncle Jian!" Ning Fengzhi gripped the scepter tightly in his hand.

"Trying to run?" Xuanwu's voice came from beneath the black armor. "Do you think you can escape?"

After everyone made eye contact with the eyes on the knife, their minds went slightly dazed.

The Blade of Fear, as the name suggests, pulls people into the most terrifying images in their hearts and amplifies their fears many times over.

If one fails to overcome their inner fear, they will be trapped in a cycle of fear forever, and the Xuanwu in reality will sever their head.

This can be considered an epic buff from Bai Ranmo to the assassin leader. Look at how weak he was in the original work; he had no leader's prestige at all.

……

The wind whipped up Sword Douluo's white hair, and in a daze, he found himself in an ancient and solemn bedroom.

Sword Douluo's pupils constricted sharply. This was... the Chen family's residence before his father passed away!

"Xin'er!" A hoarse voice called out.

Sword Douluo turned his head and saw his father, Chen Jianjun, lying on the bed, his face full of wrinkles, on the verge of death.

"Father!" Sword Douluo exclaimed and walked to his father's side.

“Xin’er, your father is failing… This time, in my challenge against Qian Daoliu, I used all my skills, but I still couldn’t break through his Angel Sword Technique… Cough cough, I have already passed on all my sword skills to you. Remember, do not seek revenge for your father! To die under a sword master like Qian Daoliu, your father will have no regrets… Hahaha! However, Xin’er, I know you have no plans to marry and have children, but I still advise you… to at least find a disciple and pass on the Seven Kill Sword Technique.”

“I understand, Father,” Sword Douluo replied repeatedly.

Then, he watched his most respected father one last time as he slowly closed his eyes and breathed his last.

Sword Douluo was shaken. When he regained his composure, he found himself on the battlefield where he had faced the two evil soul masters, Red Fang and Black Bird, more than a month ago.

At this point, both Red Fang and Black Bird had already run away.

Qian Daoliu descended, enveloped in the holy light of angels.

Looking at the Limit Douluo before him, Sword Douluo's sword heart seemed to be shaken.

He gripped the hilt of the Seven Kill Sword tightly, his eyes tinged with bloodlust. This man was his father's killer!

Sword Douluo's body was taut like a drawn sword, ready to challenge and attack Qian Daoliu at any moment.

but……

Sword Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi beside him, finding a thousand excuses for himself: "Fengzhi is still here. If I die, what will happen to him..."

"And if I die in this challenge, without me, can that old man really protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with just my old bones...?"

"Also, Rongrong can't lose me, her sword-wielding grandfather, and Taibai hasn't fully mastered his swordsmanship yet. I can't die..."

"Enough, Chenxin, you're nothing but a coward."

Chapter 125 is simple, I'll just break through to level 97! His aura was no longer concealed…

A magical voice that went straight to the deepest part of his heart suddenly rang out, tearing away the fig leaf he had been hiding and revealing the scar he had never dared to look at.

Yes, on that day, he wanted to challenge Qian Daoliu to avenge his father!

But...but...

In that instant, he was afraid; he had let down the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul!

"If it happened again..." Sword Douluo gripped his sword tightly, staring at Qian Daoliu flying in mid-air.

"If I gave you another chance, you would be a coward. Compared to your father, you are nothing! Generation after generation of Seven Kill Swords, generation after generation of Sword Douluo, yet you have disgraced the Chen family's name!"

"Your grandfather dared to swing his sword at Tang Chen, and your father dared to make a move against Qian Daoliu, but what about you? Facing your father's killer, you don't even have the courage to draw your sword?"

"You! You're a coward! You're not worthy of this Seven Kill Sword in your hand..."

Not worthy!

Sword Douluo stared blankly at the Seven Kill Sword he was tightly gripping in his hand. Then, veins bulged on his hand as he watched Qian Daoliu fly away. Suddenly, he took a step forward.

"Fengzhi, I'm so sorry!"

"Senior Qian Daoliu, I am Jian Daochenxin, please enlighten me! Ninth Soul Skill, Divine and Demonic Slash!"

Qian Daoliu suddenly turned around and unleashed a slash with the Measuring Heaven Sword in his hand.

Click!

The Seven Kill Sword shattered, and Chen Xin was pierced by the Measuring Heaven Sword, but a smile played on his lips. At that moment, he witnessed the same breathtaking view of the pinnacle of swordsmanship as his father!

……

Sword Douluo suddenly opened his eyes, struggling to break free from the fear deep within his mind.

At this moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo had escaped the illusion of fear. He had been cultivating for nearly 200 years, how could he be defeated by a little fear?

However, even Golden Crocodile Douluo could only be utterly defeated when facing Xuanwu.

"Seven Killing Thunder Rise, One Sword Pierces the Sky!"

"My body is like a sword!"

Sword Douluo suddenly stepped forward, wielding the Seven Kill Sword in his hand. At this moment, he seemed to feel the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul trembling slightly along with him.

"Chen Xin, are you trying to die?" Golden Crocodile Douluo cursed as he looked at Sword Douluo charging towards him. "A level 96 Title Douluo is no different from an ant in front of a Limit Douluo, unless you are already a level 97 Title Douluo! If your strength is insufficient and your soul power is absorbed by evil soul masters, how can we fight against them?"

"It's simple, I'll just break through to level 97..." Sword Douluo laughed.

Having said that, Sword Douluo no longer concealed his aura and revealed himself to be a Level 97 Super Douluo!

"Get out of my way!" Xuanwu swung the Blade of Fear in his hand, clashing with the Seven Kill Sword.

when!

The Seven Kill Sword clashed with the Blade of Fear, and after a mere three seconds of stalemate, Sword Douluo was sent flying.

Even after breaking through to level 97, the gap between him and the Limit Douluo was still as vast as an insurmountable chasm.