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Tang Xiao, the patriarch of the Haotian School, nodded heavily after hearing the words.

"To be able to withstand the full blow of our Titled Douluo realm, its origin must be good!"

Tang Xiao nodded.

Then, Tang Xiao continued to ask:

"By the way, Second Elder, Third Elder, Fifth Elder, and Seventh Elder, how are they doing now?"

After hearing the words, the Great Elder of Haotianzong looked in another direction.

"The second child, the third child, the fifth child, and the seventh child are still looking for opportunities to kill the scourge of the Spirit Hall!"

"Although the golden light barrier is extremely defensive, I have a faint feeling that it will collapse in a short time!"

"Once this golden light shield is broken, that broken saint son will be vulnerable to a blow and will be killed by us!"

The great elder spoke with a solemn face. When he said the last sentence, his eyes were filled with murderous intent!

After the suzerain Tang Xiao heard the words, he stopped talking.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll leave it to the remaining four elders!"

Tang Xiao responded.

No words here.

On the other side, the positions of Emperor Xue Ye and the others were extremely active.

"Hey, dear friends, did you see two black shadows rushing out to attack the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall just now?"

Emperor Xue Ye asked the ministers behind him.

"Return to His Majesty, I will see it later!"

"Just now, there were indeed two figures taking advantage of the titled powerhouses of the Spirit Hall to fight, and touched them, trying to kill the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

"However, a golden mask appeared on the Holy Son of Wuhundian strangely, helping him to resist all the damage!"

A minister came out and spoke.

After hearing the words, the ministers next to him also nodded their heads.

On the side Xue Qinghe's eyes flashed a look of the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

"Fortunately, Teacher Jiren has his own destiny, and nothing happened to him!"

Xue Qinghe thought to himself and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, Xue Qinghe saw two black figures suddenly appearing, and his heart tightened, worried about Teacher Du Bai's comfort.

Fortunately, Teacher Du Bai has the means to protect himself, and he was not injured!

As Du Bai's first disciple, Xue Qinghe doesn't want anything to happen to his teacher!

What's more, Xue Qinghe swore by his martial soul!

It can be said that Xue Qinghe and Du Bai are bound together by a rope!

Once Teacher Du Bai falls, Xue Qinghe thinks that his good days will come to an end.

On the side Xue Qinghe's father, Emperor Xue Ye, had a look of disappointment on his face, wishing that the holy son of Wuhun Temple, Du Bai, would fall on the spot!

If Emperor Xue Ye knew the true thoughts in his good eldest son Xue Qinghe's heart, he might spit out a mouthful of old blood!

"Alas! It's a pity!"

"The two men in black robes just failed!"

"If you can kill the holy son of Wuhun Hall on the spot, it would be a happy event!"

"The Saint Son of Wuhun Temple has fallen, and we have one less enemy!"

Emperor Xue Ye couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Your Majesty, don't be too disappointed!"

"Those black-robed men seem to have a purpose and stop them, and they are running towards the Holy Son of the Wuhun Temple!"

"Today, if the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall survives, I'm afraid the man in black will not let it go!"

"We are waiting, maybe there is still a good show to watch!"

A minister said respectfully.

After hearing the words, Emperor Xue Ye nodded.

"What Ai Qing said is very true!"

"Let's wait!"

"Maybe, there will be another man in black robe coming out later to kill the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"

Emperor Xue Ye opened his mouth to speak, and actually showed a smile when he said this.

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And Xue Qinghe on the side frowned slightly, this was the last result he wanted to see.

"Anyone can die, but the teacher cannot die!"

"Teacher Du Bai, you have to live well!"

Xue Qinghe silently prayed for Du Bai in his heart.

If Du Bai knew that Xue Qinghe was so filial, he might be happy for a while!

Ye Chen on the side, as Xue Qinghe's good brother, he felt Xue Qinghe's emotions.

"I hope that the great terror exists, and nothing will happen tonight!"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid my brother Qinghe will have trouble sleeping all night!"

Ye Chen thought to himself, and prayed silently for Du Bai.

But at this moment, a minister suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, look!"

"Your Majesty, over there, another black robe appeared!"

The minister shouted and pointed in a direction.

In an instant, all the ministers, Emperor Xue Ye, Xue Qinghe and others looked over.

Sure enough, they saw on the vast ruins of the building, a black figure with a murderous aura, rushing out and killing Du Bai!

"Sure enough, these men in black appeared tonight with only one goal, and that is to kill the Son of the Spirit Hall!"

Emperor Xue Ye said to everyone, he couldn't help but feel joyful in his words!

It is a good thing to kill Du Bai, the holy son of the Wuhun Temple, and rub the vitality of the Wuhun Palace!

After the minister next to him heard the words, his heart was filled with joy!

And Du Bai's side.

"Made, it's really difficult!"

"Two old thieves from the Clear Sky School missed just now, and now another one has come out!"

"Could it be that the entire five elders of the Haotian School were killed?"

Du Bai cursed inwardly and guessed.

And in the blink of an eye, the second elder of the Clear Sky School had already arrived.

"Nie Zi, die for this old man!"

The second elder roared, he had already sneaked up to Du Bai's side.

"Old man, you're an old bone, and you still have the strength to tickle me?"

"Damn you!"

"Don't wait for me to reach the realm of Titled Douluo, or I will definitely visit the Clear Sky School in person and hammer you into scum!"

Du Bai roared back.

In an instant, Du Bai's voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

Pope Chihiro Ji of Wuhun Hall, Platinum Leader Salas, Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo and others all heard the words and looked over.

"Okay, okay you Haotianzong, dare to kill my disciple!"

"Damn you!"

Chihiro Ji shouted angrily from the air.

However, Chihiro Ji stood still and continued to fight the Nine-Headed Fire Qilin, not intending to come over to protect Du Bai.

"The old thief of the Haotian School, how can you be so reasonable!"

"How dare you assassinate my Son of the Spirit Hall, what a bunch of old turtles, they only bully the younger generation!"

"Stop for me!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo roared angrily at the second elder of Haotian School.

Accompanied by Ju Douluo's roar, the gigantic Velvet Tongtian Chrysanthemum on its body twirled crazily!

In an instant, the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, which was spinning rapidly, created a huge whirlwind, covered with sharp thorns, killing towards the position of the second elder of the Haotian School.

"Haotianzong, die!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo also said in a cold voice, and flashed quickly, when he got close to Du Bai, the golden crocodile on his body transformed into a huge tail, and frantically swung it towards the second elder of Haotianzong!

When Ghost Douluo and Platinum Leader Salas saw this, they also shot immediately, intending to kill the second elder of the Haotian School.

These elders were unaware of the sensitive relationship between Pope Chihiro Ji and Du Bai.