Douluo's opening confession to Bibi Dong

An hour later! !

Three luxurious carriages left Wuhun City without any cover-up.

Head straight towards the Elephant Armor Sect in Tiandou City! !

"Your Highness the Holy Son, the news has spread five days ago. After the Fire Leopard Sect and the Wind Sword Sect got the news about the Holy Son, they also set off immediately and should have arrived at the Elephant Armor Sect by now!!"

On the carriage, Ju Douluo said respectfully to Yang Fan,

Even though he is already a lofty semi-god-level powerhouse, when facing Yang Fan, he still retains a strong sense of awe in his heart.

But he still deeply remembered the time when he was destroying the divine religion.

The terrifying aura on Yang Fan's body! !

Moreover,

All his strength was given by Yang Fan, and he was very grateful to Yang Fan in his heart!

"Ok!"

Hearing Ju Douluo's words, Yang Fan also nodded slightly,

Immediately he stopped talking and turned his head outside the carriage.

Three luxurious carriages, also carrying the banner of Wuhun Palace,

Along the way, it attracted many looks of reverence and awe, and they all quickly got out of the way!

And at the same time,

The gate of Xiangjia Sect,

Dozens of figures stood respectfully, as if waiting for some big shot to arrive!

The three figures in front,

He was extremely tall and burly, with a strong back and a strong waist, but his face was shadowy. The disciples behind him all wore mammoth masks.

There are two other figures. One has a thin body, but the muscles on his body are clearly defined. He is full of explosive power at a glance. His fiery red hair is extremely conspicuous. Behind him stands a man and a woman. The woman also has red hair. There is a red mark on his forehead, and his cold face is covered with ice.

It can be seen that he is not in a good mood!

The last figure had long cyan hair fluttering, and the disciples behind him were all dressed up as King Lanling. Behind him, a figure cast his eyes towards Huo Wu from time to time, full of scorching heat! !

"Hmph!! Grandpa!! The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is such an insignificant person, and he actually shows off in front of the outside world? Let the three of our fourth sects wait here for so long!! It's really abominable! Got it!!”

Finally, the woman standing behind the thin old man couldn't help it anymore and said immediately,

Hearing the woman's voice, the old man's expression suddenly changed, and he glanced slightly at the tall figure with a gloomy face beside him.

After finding nothing unusual, he turned around and scolded the woman sharply: "Huo Wu!! What did I tell you when I came out? If you keep talking, I will have someone send you back!!"

"Grandpa, but..."

"There's nothing wrong!! Now, stand still and don't talk!!"

The old man gave Huo Wu a cold look without any mercy.

When Huo Wu heard the old man's voice, he suddenly felt even more anxious.

My heart is already itching for Yang Fan, the Holy Son I have not yet met! !

If Yang Fan hadn't staged the show,

Let them wait here for so long,

Grandpa Fire Leopard who is usually so kind to her will not be so cruel to him! !

Tatata! !

And at this time,

There was a sound of horse hooves,

Everyone hurriedly straightened their bodies with a solemn voice.

There was respect in their eyes. Although Yang Fan seemed to be just a junior in their eyes, where was Yang Fan's identity?

The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace! !

According to Bibi Dong's current level of favor, it is almost certain that Yang Fan will succeed the pope in the future.

What's more, now that Wuhun Palace Bibi Dong covers the sky with one hand,

As the Holy Son, Bibi Dong's disciple, and Bibi Dong's adopted son, Yang Fan is naturally a rising tide!

If they knew,

If Yang Fan were still Bibi Dong's man, they didn't know if their jaws would drop in shock! !

Soon, the carriage stopped,

A team of well-trained knights trotted over, then divided into two pairs to guard the surroundings.

Then Yang Fan's bodyguards got out of the car and stood guard next to the carriage.

Then opened the curtain,

Ju Douluo came down first. When he saw Ju Douluo, the three figures in front of him trembled violently!

At this time, Huo Wu was staring at the carriage with her eyes pouting. She wanted to see what kind of person the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall was.

How could I make them wait for such a long time?

And at this time,

Yang Fan walked out of the carriage gently, then jumped down,

When she saw Yang Fan clearly, Huo Wu couldn't help but slowly widen her eyes.

The chill in his eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a hint of shock.

"How could there be such a handsome man? Is this the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace?"

"We are waiting to meet His Royal Highness the Holy Son!! Meet His Majesty Ju Douluo!!"

Huo Baozi, Hu Yanzhen and others quickly bowed and saluted! !

"Three sect masters, you don't have to be polite!! Yang Fan is a little late, I hope you sect masters can bear with me!!"

Yang Fan smiled, his tone full of kindness,

After hearing what Yang Fan said,

Huo Baozi and others looked at each other with some surprise in their eyes.

In their opinion, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace must be a tall, arrogant person with his nostrils turned to the sky.

But unexpectedly,

Yang Fan would be such an easy-going person!

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is serious! I can't wait long!!"

Hu Yanzhen, who was standing in front, suddenly said, with a smile on his gloomy face.

"Okay! You're welcome, let's go inside and talk!!"

"Your Highness the Holy Son, please!!"

Everyone quickly said respectfully,

Yang Fan didn't show any pretense and took the lead and walked inside.

There is no doubt that the person sitting on the main seat is Yang Fan, followed by Ju Douluo and Hu Yanzhen, and then the leader of the Fire Leopard Sect, Huo Baozi, and the leader of the Wind Sword Sect.

As for the disciples, they stood behind their respective sect masters.

After everyone sat down,

Yang Fan went straight to the point: "Everyone, I won't beat around the bush. I'm calling everyone here today. I believe everyone knows a little bit about the reason!!"

After speaking, Yang Fan raised his head and glanced at the three sect leaders gently.

Hu Yanzhen's expression remained normal, but the faces of the Fire Leopard Sect and Wind Sword Sect masters changed slightly.

Apparently they also got some rumors thousands of miles ago,

They can probably guess what Yang Fan is thinking, but they are all sect leaders.

His own sect is also in the Star Luo Empire, which is less powerful in Wuhun Palace.

They have always wanted to be their own local emperors,

Now that Wuhun Palace wants them to surrender, it is equivalent to placing a tight curse on them. Of course, they are unwilling in their hearts.

It’s just that Wuhun Palace is a powerful force in Douluo Continent.

Each branch hall is densely covered in Douluo Continent,

It was so overwhelming that even the three sects did not dare to challenge it head-on.

They did not dare to refuse directly, otherwise, if they offended Wuhundian,

They don’t have any good fruit to eat!