Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

The leader was dressed in a black robe, with long hair shawl. He looked to be between thirty and forty years old. He looked handsome, with a faint smile on his face. He looked easy to talk to, but there was something subconscious about him. Obey, a unique temperament that makes people worship.

This person is the ruling elder of the Wuhun Palace, the Grand Priest of the Elder Palace, and the master of the Douluo Palace. He is known as the peerless Douluo who is invincible in the sky.

Qian Daoliu was also the main force in encircling and suppressing Tang Hao. He regarded Tang Hao as his son-killing enemy.

Behind Qian Daoliu, there were four people lined up in a row, with different looks, but they all had the confidence and calmness on their faces that belonged to the strong.

Snake Spear Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Porpoise Douluo.

They are all titled Douluo.

Beside these titled Douluo, there was a figure who looked particularly weak, trembling among the big bosses, like a little puppy that had blended into a pride of lions.

"Several elders, this is the Holy Soul Village, and Tang Hao lives here in seclusion."

Su Yuntao didn't dare to raise his head and whispered.

The few people in front of him were all big shots who could cause earthquakes in the Douluo Continent just by stamping their feet. Just next to them, Su Yuntao felt as if his brain was going to crash.

"Do not be nervous."

"This time you discovered Tang Hao's traces and made great achievements. The position of the head of the Notting City branch hall is yours."

Su Yuntao was stunned for a moment, and the tension disappeared immediately, and he nodded ecstatically: "Thank you, elder, thank you elder."

"I, Su Yuntao, will definitely follow the elder to the death and contribute my meager strength to the Wuhun Palace."

He seized this opportunity.

After confirming that Tang Hao was really living in seclusion in the Holy Soul Village, Su Yuntao rushed all the way to Wuhun City to report to the headquarters. The Wuhun Palace was greatly shocked and directly sent several titled Douluo out of the city. They rushed all the way and in a very short time Come here.

Next to him, Qian Daoliu looked in the direction of Holy Soul Village with a gentle expression, but a deep coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.

His son, named Qian Xunji, is the former Pope of Wuhun Palace.

He was also one of the protagonists who was killed by Tang Hao, and his final fall made Tang Hao famous.

In fact, Qian Daoliu knew how his son died, but he also knew that if he had not been seriously injured by Tang Hao, Qian Xunji would not have been killed by Bibi Dong.

He doesn't hate Bibi Dong because he can't stand the sins Qian Xunji committed against Bibi Dong, but this doesn't mean that he can let Tang Hao go.

Hatred always needs an object to vent to.

The pursuit of Tang Hao over the years has been basically carried out by Qian Daoliu.

However, because he misjudged Tang Hao's strength, he managed to escape and finally disappeared.

This time, Qian Daoliu no longer relied on others. After getting the news, he directly led four titled Douluo to come together, trying to cut off all possibilities of escape for Tang Hao.

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In the Holy Soul Village, there is a simple small shop with many iron farm tools piled up.

Tang Hao was writing a letter seriously.

Different from the sloppy appearance that Yang Jian had seen before, Tang Hao now changed into neat clothes, his hair was neatly combed, and his beard was carefully trimmed.

His originally dull eyes became extremely bright at this time, implying an unspeakable domineering power.

Compared with the picture scroll Su Yuntao took out, both his expression and appearance were completely consistent.

"Xiao San, when you read this letter, I have already left, don't go looking for me...Dad needs to get back some things that belong to me. .....................If one day you are tired of the soul master profession, return to Holy Soul Village and become a blacksmith like me... ....."

When the last stroke was written, Tang Hao let out a long breath, placed the letter on a conspicuous table, and pressed a corner with something to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

Turning back to look at the small but familiar cabin, Tang Hao looked away and sighed.

At this moment, a dull voice came from outside the door.

"Tang Hao, I didn't expect that you have been hiding in such a remote village and not paying attention to worldly affairs."

"No wonder I can't find any trace of you."

Hearing this familiar voice, Tang Hao paused slightly.

He turned around slowly in silence, and a handsome and calm face appeared in his sight.

Qian Daoliu sat down minding his own business, picked up the letter Tang Hao had just written and looked at it, then put it down again and said with a smile: "It seems that you have a new life."

"It's just that I came uninvited, so I'm disturbing you."

What he said was very polite, and he was smiling when he spoke, but on Qian Daoliu's face, there was no smile at all in those eyes, and his eyes were piercingly cold.

Looking at Qiandaoliu with light clouds and gentle breeze, Tang Hao's heart sank.

Because in addition to Qian Daoliu, he also felt several other auras belonging to Titled Douluo appearing in all directions, encircling him, and faintly blocking all his movement routes.

As long as he makes the slightest move, he will be struck by a lightning-fast strike.

"The people in Holy Soul Village are ordinary people, don't implicate them."

"If anything happens, come to me, Tang Hao."

Tang Hao said in a deep voice, the soul power in his body had been mobilized and condensed.

On the opposite side, Qian Daoliu's smile gradually faded and he said: "You don't need to tell me, my Wuhun Palace will naturally not hurt innocent people. I will not hurt these villagers even a hair."

"My goal is just you."

As soon as these words came out, it seemed to hit a sore spot in Tang Hao's mind.

That day appeared in his mind, as well as the sad smile of his wife A Yin when she sacrificed herself, as well as the ferocious expressions of many spirit masters from the Spirit Hall around him.

Tang Hao's face turned cold, he looked directly into Qian Daoliu's eyes, and said sternly: "Will Wuhun Palace hurt innocent people?"

"What about Ah Yin? Although Ah Yin is a soul beast, what wrong things has she done and who has she harmed? How can she not be an innocent person?"

"Saying that no one is harming the innocent is nothing more than sanctimonious rhetoric!"

Qian Daoliu looked calm and sneered: "Those who are not of my race must have different minds."

"Tang Hao, you don't understand such a simple truth?"

"A 10-year-old soul beast has transformed into a human and infiltrated into our human society. If we don't hunt her down, how can we let her move freely?"

"And for a soul beast that has survived for 10 years, you are so naive that you believe what she said and never harmed anyone!"

"You are just a pathetic person who is carried away by emotions and doesn't even care about the justice of his own race."

"Man and beast? How ridiculous!"

After hearing these words, Tang Hao's face became gloomy, he stared at Qian Daoliu, and clenched his fists together unconsciously.

"It's useless to talk more. Let me see what new skills your Wuhun Palace has developed over the years!"

"Let's see if you can take down me, Tang Hao!"

Before the words could even be finished, Tang Hao jumped up.