Douluo Dalu: Huo Yuhao Knows the Plot

Chapter 329 Pig Teammates

Over a thousand soul masters launched a siege against the disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Although the disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School also used soul tools to counterattack, they suffered heavy casualties in a short period due to the disparity in numbers.

Seeing the disciples of the sect falling into pools of blood one by one, Ning Zhiyuan's face was filled with sorrow.

Looking at the outside of the barrier, the attacks of the alliance soul masters on the barrier never stopped, but all the titled Douluos stood by, as steady as old dogs.

Ning Zhiyuan understood that those bastards wanted him, the sect master, to fight these mud-legged people until both sides were exhausted, and then come to pick up the spoils.

But even though Ning Zhiyuan knew this, it was useless.

The Heavenly Court seemed to have weak strength, but that also depended on who they were compared to.

At least the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, with its top experts tied down, was far from being a match for the Heavenly Court.

Watching the family disciples fall one by one, Ning Zhiyuan's heart was pierced like a knife.

Pouring soul power into his throat, Ning Zhiyuan tore open his voice and roared: "Brothers and sisters of the Heavenly Court, Huo Yuhao colluded with soul beasts, intending to subvert our human race, a heinous crime.

Everyone, do not make mistakes again and again, and help the evildoers.

Look outside, you are already surrounded.

Stop now, and this seat can guarantee your personal safety and turn back to the shore."

No one cared about the first sentence.

No one was a fool.

Believing that Huo Yuhao colluded with soul beasts was a joke.

However, the words behind it made some people hesitate.

Yes, the outside was already surrounded.

Did they really want to be buried with the Heavenly Court?

Many people hesitated.

In the end, they had only joined the Heavenly Court for a short year.

Joining the Heavenly Court was just to improve the age of their soul rings and the Ming Realm.

Saying that they had any sense of belonging to the Heavenly Court was pure nonsense.

An enforcer at the Soul King level was originally chasing and hacking at the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but after hearing Ning Zhiyuan's words, he hesitated.

He stopped chasing the disciple of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and turned his gaze to the surrounding comrades.

He felt that it was not enough to just surrender.

He had to make some contributions in order to not be liquidated, and even had the possibility of joining the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School after this matter.

But his small actions attracted the attention of others.

Before this active-minded enforcer could take action, his head was chopped off by a long knife.

The scene flipped, and the enforcer finally saw a headless body.

The clothes that person was wearing seemed to be his own.

At this point, the enforcer lost all vitality and died.

A young man carrying a long knife kicked the enforcer's body to the ground.

The young man was a Soul Saint, belonging to the Surveillance Hall.

"Those who dare to rebel will be killed without mercy."

The young man shouted sharply, his face revealing baleful aura.

In other places, members of the Surveillance Hall were also moving around, occasionally beheading those who were causing trouble.

Although most people had already made plans in their hearts, very few people actually jumped out.

Even if they wanted to rebel, they had to see the timing.

At this time, the alliance soul masters could not come in, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School could not be relied upon.

If they jumped out to rebel, they would be surrounded and hacked to death by the surrounding people in minutes.

The battle between the Snow Empress and the Sword Bone Douluo had already reached the high altitude.

The disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School were very precious, and there could be no casualties.

The Snow Empress also did not want the aftermath of her battle to affect the members of the Heavenly Court, so the two sides tacitly came to the high altitude.

The situation of the Sword Bone Douluo was not optimistic.

The Sword Douluo had disheveled hair, his clothes were damaged in many places, and there were already more than a dozen large and small wounds on his body.

The ultimate cold air invaded his body.

The level 98 Sword Douluo was already like this, let alone the Bone Douluo, whose strength was even weaker.

The gap between level 97 and level 99 could not be compensated by a hundred thousand year soul ring.

Emperor Palm, Great Cold Without Snow!

The Snow Empress forced the Sword Douluo back with a sword, seized the opportunity, and struck the Bone Douluo with a palm that had been brewing for a long time.

The fair and slender jade hand seemed light and飘飘, imprinted on the Bone Douluo's body, but only the Snow Empress and the Bone Douluo knew how powerful it was.

The Bone Douluo flew out backwards.

On the way, he vomited large mouthfuls of blood and some broken pieces of organs.

His face also turned pale in an instant.

Finally, the Bone Douluo's body formed a parabola in the air and then crashed heavily to the ground.

Ning Zhiyuan, who had been paying attention to the battle in the air, changed his face drastically, and quickly came to the Bone Douluo under the protection of a Soul Douluo and several Soul Saints.

"Old Gu, how are you?

Don't scare me."

Ning Zhiyuan trembled as he squatted down and came to the Bone Douluo.

At this moment, the Bone Douluo's eyeballs were staring round, as if they were about to jump out of their sockets.

The wrinkled old face did not have a trace of blood, and the chin and chest were covered with blood and scattered organs.

"Old Gu, wake up, hurry, where is the healing soul master?"

No matter how Ning Zhiyuan shouted, the Bone Douluo could no longer respond.

He was dead, and he did not even have time to explain his last affairs.

In fact, he was already proud enough to have persisted under the Snow Empress for so long.

The Snow Empress was already a nine hundred thousand year soul beast, and her strength had definitely reached the quasi-god level.

The Snow Empress could make many mistakes, but the Bone Douluo only had one chance.

"Ah! Beast, Heavenly Court, this seat will never let you go."

Ning Zhiyuan roared to the sky, his eyes blood red.

The Bone Douluo was not only the guardian of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, but also watched him grow up.

Ning Zhiyuan regarded him as his own grandfather in his heart.

Now that his relatives were killed in front of him, how could he not be angry, how could he not hate.

The Snow Empress in the high sky looked cold, and freed up one hand while fighting with the Sword Douluo.

With a flick of her finger, a sword qi attacked Ning Zhiyuan below.

Not good, the Sword Douluo was shocked, and did not care about himself.

The Seven Killing Sword came out of his hand and intercepted the Snow Empress's sword qi, and shattered it.

Ignoring one thing while attending to another, the Sword Douluo gave the Snow Empress an opportunity under distraction, and an extremely cold sword qi landed on his chest.

In an instant, a deep wound that could see the bone appeared on the Sword Douluo's chest, all the way from his right shoulder to his left abdomen, which was shocking to see.

The battle situation on the Yanhuang Douluo's side was not very ideal either.

Although the Ice Empress and Shui Miaoyun Shen Yan were all injured, it was impossible for the Yanhuang Douluo to end the battle in a short time.

There were originally more than nine hundred disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, but now there were less than five hundred left.

The ground was full of corpses lying in disorder, bloody and blurred.

Most of them were members of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, but many members of the Heavenly Court also fell in pools of blood.

The stone ground was covered with viscous blood, and the smell of blood was soaring into the sky.

Some people were so frightened by this hellish scene that their legs trembled and they knelt on the ground and began to vomit.

As a result, before he could vomit a few more mouthfuls, his head had already left home.

Nearly three thousand soul masters were fighting, and more than seven hundred people had died unexpectedly.

At this moment, human life was worthless.

The death of the Bone Douluo made the Sword Douluo furious, but he did not have the ability to turn grief into strength.

Instead, losing the help of the Bone Douluo, coupled with the serious injuries he suffered under distraction just now, he was already in a very unfavorable situation.