Douluo: Master Yao Chen

Chapter 84: Title Battle
Almost at the moment they stepped out of the Notting City Gate, Yu Jiaolong instantly felt a surge of strong murderous intent locking onto them.

Subconsciously, she felt her legs go weak and she couldn't help but kneel down on the ground.

Puff, puff!
While Yu Jiaolong was still holding on, a group of people fell down behind her.

She subconsciously looked at the tall figure beside her, but the other person seemed to be unaware of anything. He stood there like a sculpture, with not even a corner of his tattered cloak lifted.

"You are more anxious than I am," Tang Hao said hoarsely as he looked into the darkness at the city gate. His hands, hidden under his black robe, were already trembling slightly. "I originally thought I could still have time to sort out those things with you, but now it seems there is no chance."

Yu Jiaolong followed Tang Hao's gaze with a serious expression.

She is a Soul Saint, and the murderous intent alone is enough to make her legs weak. Just being a Titled Douluo is not enough, and she is coming for Tang Hao, so the only one is the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong, this bitch...

There was also a hint of hatred in Yu Jiaolong's eyes, but she hid it very well.

"You guys go now, or you won't be able to leave later."

A dark red aura filled with the smell of killing and blood rose from Tang Hao's body. He tilted his head to look at Yu Jiaolong who was holding on, and his voice was unrecognizable, "If you dare to let these two people die, I don't mind going to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect in person in the future."

Threat, this is a naked threat!
Yu Jiaolong's face turned pale. She felt a very dangerous aura from Tang Hao, and she had no doubt that if she really let Yu Xiaogang and Tang San get into trouble, she would be buried with them.

But Yu Jiaolong is also a person with a temper. She gritted her teeth and said, "Tang San is your son. I can ignore him, but you can't interfere with Yu Xiaogang's affairs."

In response to her, Tang Hao disappeared in an instant. He could no longer control his killing urge.

As Tang Hao disappeared, the murderous intent that enveloped her also receded like a tide in an instant, leaving only a thin layer of cold sweat on her back.

"Elder Yu, what should we do?!"

One of their companions struggled to get up and came to Yu Jiaolong, asking them what to do next.

Yu Jiaolong looked at the darkness in the distance, then gritted her teeth and said, "Take them with you, let's go a little further and take a look at the situation first!"

She was extremely confident in Tang Hao's strength, otherwise how could he have survived the Spirit Hall's hunt and search for so many years? Moreover, she was happy to see the people of the Spirit Hall suffer, even if it was a little dangerous. If the situation was not right, it would not be too late for her to run away!

Not long after she led her people away, in the distance, a blood-red aura carrying a murderous intent rose into the sky. The enormous pressure it brought was enough to make even Yu Jiaolong, who had already gone far away, still feel palpitations.

She looked back with longing in her eyes. That was the power of a Titled Douluo!

In the dark forest, Tang Hao stood high on the treetops, emitting a bright red aura unrestrainedly, and his eyes were indifferently meeting the two figures below him.

Behind him, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red soul rings were constantly emitting magnificent light.

“Tang Hao, you really made it so hard for me to find you,” Yue Guan held a fragrant chrysanthemum in his hand, with nine circles floating up and down around it. Although his voice was gentle, it could not hide the murderous intent in his eyes at all. “I thought I could only see you when I was with your son named Tang San!”

"Where's Bibi Dong? She didn't come herself, so she sent you two?!" Hearing the threat in Yue Guan's words, Tang Hao's voice became hoarse.

The death energy around the ghost surged, constantly emitting the breath of death, "You don't need the Pope to take action now!"

"That's a shame. I was thinking of sending you both down together!"

Just as Tang Hao finished his words, a huge pitch-black hammer emerged and smashed towards the two people below. The speed of the attack surprised Jue and Gui, but they swiftly dodged to the sides.

The hammer missed, dust flew all over the ground, and Tang Hao's figure turned into a black lightning and appeared next to the giant hammer, with his big bony hand resting on the hammer handle.

Tang Hao's hoarse voice echoed in the dust, "You are just a chrysanthemum and a little devil, you are not worthy of fighting me!"

On the other side, Ning Fengzhi and his group also felt this surge of energy.

Ning Fengzhi looked in the direction of the blood-red aura rising into the sky with an incredible look, "What is this overbearing aura?!"

"No doubt about it," Chen Xin, who was standing beside him, also had a serious expression on his face. "This is the aura of the Clear Sky Hammer, and the strength of this aura is at the Titled Douluo level."

"Tang Hao?!"

Hearing these two names, Xue Qinghe clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves instantly. The culprit who caused his father's serious injury and death actually dared to come out so brazenly.

"But why is Tang Hao here?!" Ning Fengzhi thought more.

Tang Hao has been hiding here all this time. Could he have been attracted here by the foundation-building spiritual liquid? !
"Feng Zhi, we shouldn't stay here for long!"

But compared to Ning Fengzhi's thoughts, Chen Xin was more concerned about everyone's safety.

While the two were negotiating, a pitch-black crack suddenly appeared out of nowhere beside them, instantly attracting their attention again. Then a black-robed figure walked out quickly from it.

"Uncle Bone?!"

"Old Bones?!"

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin exclaimed at the same time, but Xue Qinghe on the side was secretly happy.

Especially when Ning Fengzhi saw the little blue figure in Gu Rong's arms, he felt his eyes go dark and couldn't help crying any longer, "Uncle Gu, you are too indulgent to Rongrong!"

Before he set out, he had warned them many times not to act according to Rongrong's temper. However, everyone took his words as
Hearing this, even someone as shameless as Gu Rong couldn't help but look embarrassed. When Ning got angry, sometimes even he might not be able to withstand it.

Hearing that her father was trying hard to suppress his anger, Ning Rongrong did not dare to act unruly. She just tried to curl up her small body into a ball and kept burrowing into Gu Rong's arms.

But now is not a good time to teach the child a lesson. Ning Fengzhi raised his hand and rubbed his brow with a headache, "Uncle Gu, this place is not safe. You should take His Highness and Rongrong away from here!"

"This..." Gu Rong couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Ning boy, why don't you come with me?!"

"No," Ning Fengzhi said sternly, turning his head to look at Xue Qinghe who was trying to keep calm. "Your Highness, Tang Hao's appearance is of great importance, but the situation is critical and we cannot let you take risks. You should leave with Senior Gu first, and we will meet up later."

Xue Qinghe naturally responded without hesitation, but his face showed a worried expression, "Teacher, then you must protect yourself and come back safely."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Under Ning Fengzhi's order, Gu Rong finally chose to leave with Xue Qinghe and many soldiers, leaving only Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin who looked at each other.

Chen Xin also disagreed, "Sect Master, the Titled Douluo who can fight with Tang Hao must be from the Spirit Hall. If we go there rashly, it will inevitably give the Spirit Hall people a handle on us." "So, Uncle Jian, we have to hide in the dark." Ning Fengzhi's expression was rare and serious, "I want to see if their appearance is a coincidence or a premeditated plan,"

"Also, if they fight like this near Notting City, will that senior in the city take action?"

"Then you shouldn't have let me stay." Hearing this, Chen Xin couldn't help but frown. He was also very afraid of the strength that the man behind the scenes showed to drive away the prying eyes when they left. "Although I don't want to admit it at all, when it comes to concealing the breath, Lao Gutou's methods are much better than mine!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly, "Uncle Jian, do you think Uncle Gu would be so obedient as to listen to me and take the person away? I'm afraid that he will come looking for me just after I take the person to a safe place."

Chen Xin's brows relaxed, "You are really insightful!"

After saying that, the two of them calmly walked towards the place where the murderous aura was strongest.

Yao Chen naturally could not hide the noise outside, especially when he felt a faint and familiar soul breath, he subconsciously looked at Tang Yin who was wrapped in blue silver grass.

Sure enough, Tang Yin, who was originally in a state of cultivation, had a hint of uneasiness between his brows.

Yao Chen sighed softly. After he verified what he had thought in his heart today, he would have to think of a way to get rid of Tang Hao as far away as possible. When Ah Yin was resurrected, he would leave it to her to deal with it herself.

From now on, Yao Chen would rather die outside in a very ugly way than owe this shitty favor to anyone!

It really makes him feel overwhelmed and he has to worry about this and that. It's really annoying!
Thinking of this, he flicked his fingers at Tang Yin, who was completely unable to concentrate on his practice. A trace of energy landed on Tang Yin's forehead, and a feeling of pain spread, causing him to immediately exit his practice state. The breath in his body leaked out, and his soul power fluctuated. The blue silver grass that wrapped around his body also dissipated and disappeared. Even the emerald water dragon surrounding his body was deformed by the impact and was pulled back into the wooden barrel by Yao Chen.

"Teacher, why did you hit me suddenly again?!"

Tang Yin, who had quit the cultivation state, covered his forehead and stared at Yao Chen with his eyes wide open. Then Yao Chen grabbed her fair and tender cheeks and pulled them to both sides. "Of course I'm going to beat you, you little idiot. You obviously can't concentrate on cultivation but you're still forcing yourself to do it."

Yao Chen exerted more strength in his hands, "You kid, aren't you afraid that something might go wrong in your practice and damage your foundation? Then you will have to trouble an old man like me!"

Tang Yin knew he was in the wrong, but because the corner of his mouth was pulled, his words were unclear, "Making trouble, damn it!"

Hearing Tang Yin admit his mistake, Yao Chen immediately let go and looked at Tang Yin with red cheeks, who immediately resumed his ethereal demeanor, causing Tang Yin to secretly curl his lips and complain that he was really good at pretending.

Yao Chen also rolled his eyes, pretending not to notice Tang Yin's appearance of asking for a beating, and asked, "Did you feel anything when you were practicing just now?"

Tang Yin bit his lip immediately, looking confused. He glanced at Yao Chen beside him, fiddling with his fingers and telling the truth, "I seemed to feel my mother's breath just now."

But he knew that this was obviously impossible. His mother had lost all her abilities and was sleeping in a place he didn't know.

Yao Chen completed the transfer and looked in the direction of Tang Hao. He knew that Tang Yin had sensed the soul power of Ah Yin that was damaged in the soul ring.

But he would never let Tang Yin see the spirit ring on Tang Hao's body. He just pretended to be relaxed and changed the subject, "As expected, a kid like you loves to stick to your mother. Shame on you!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and scratched his face, causing Tang Yin's face to turn red. He lowered his head and acted shy like a little girl for a rare time.

But he just missed his mother, which was human nature, so Yao Chen made a decision, "How about this, I will take you to your mother's recuperation place in a few days, so you can meet her!"

Tang Yin raised his head quickly, his eyes shining brightly, "Really?!"

"Why? How could your master have ever lied to you?" Yao Chen said with a straight face, "However, if you don't perform well, your master will cancel this opportunity. After all, what your mother needs most is rest."

After tonight, Tang Hao probably won't have time to guard Ah Yin's body for at least a year or two. He will try to find a place suitable for Ah Yin to grow as soon as possible and take the opportunity to transfer her.

Suddenly, Yao Chen let out a light exclamation in his heart.

Outside the city of Notting, what happened in the place with murderous aura that was closely monitored by Yao Chen was somewhat beyond his expectations. The battle was not very intense, but rather tended to be a one-sided crushing.

OK, got you.
Feeling the hidden and familiar spiritual power in the air, a ball of white flame instantly ignited in Yao Chen's eyes!
"boom!"

There was a loud bang as soul power collided, and even the light produced by the explosion illuminated half of the night.

In the smoke, two figures popped out like cannonballs, their feet making close contact with the ground, leaving deep scratches of nearly twenty meters. They both knelt on one knee, breathing slightly, looking very embarrassed.

One of the two was wearing a white dress, and the other was wrapped in a thick aura of death. They were Yueguan and Guimei, who were ordered to capture the elders of the Spirit Hall.

The two looked at each other and saw disbelief and shock in each other's eyes.

Tang Hao was obviously injured so badly back then, and he lived in a small village for so many years without any chance of treatment. Why is he even stronger now!

The smoke dissipated, and Tang Hao's figure reappeared. The torn black robe on his body could no longer conceal his figure.

Large patches of bronze skin were revealed, and his originally regular facial features were no longer covered with a layer of sallow color as before. Instead, there was an abnormal faint blush, making his face look exceptionally rosy.

His eyes no longer had the sleepy look from years of alcoholism, but instead continued to ooze out violent red energy. The only thing that hadn't changed was his hair, which was still as messy as a bird's nest, and his beard hadn't been trimmed in who knows how many days.

"Ahem, old ghost." The battle situation was critical, and Yue Guan no longer had the mood to joke, "Do you feel that Tang Hao seems to be a little bit off?"

Gui Mei stared at Tang Hao in front of him, "You mean, his murderous intent of wanting to tear the two of us apart alive?!"

"Haven't you noticed yet? The murderous intent and evil spirit in him are even stronger than those of the Pope in the past and now. However, according to our investigation of his life trajectory over the years, he has no chance to absorb the evil spirit to strengthen himself!"

"Need you to tell me? I feel like I am more like a living person than he is now!"

While the two were talking, Tang Hao was already dragging the huge black hammer in his hand, staggering slowly towards Yue Guan and Gui Mei. With every step he took, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand would gain more imposing momentum, and with every increase in momentum, the bright red soul power that continued to rise from Tang Hao's body would spread more, until, without knowing when, a layer of bright red field had appeared around them, covering all three of them.

"Oh no, this is..." Sensing the aura within the area, a trace of fear appeared on Yue Guan's fair and delicate face.

"Same as the Pope." The death energy around the ghost surged violently.

"Killing God Field?!" X2
"Let's fight!" Looking at Tang Hao in front of them who looked like a god of death, Yue Guan and Gui Mei made up their minds almost at the same time.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Soul True Body!" X2
A surging and dazzling soul power erupted from Yueguan and Guimei, with golden and cold light radiating everywhere and eerie ghost energy sweeping in like waves.

A huge chrysanthemum floated in the air, flashing with golden light. The densely packed, countless petals turned into sharp blades and shot directly at Tang Hao.

Under the ground, the gate of hell opened wide, a huge ghost shadow walked out, and countless ghost hands broke out of the ground.

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