Chapter 24 The War between North and South

"Huh? Are you?"

Elder Golden Eagle glanced at the protagonist, couldn't help but hold his wrist, and used his spiritual power to feel it carefully.

After a moment, a ray of soul power was detected with a solemn expression, but unexpectedly, the protagonist was so excited that he vomited a mouthful of blood!

"Cough!"

The elite elder glanced at the protagonist with a guilty look on his face, and then knocked him unconscious with his surprised look in his eyes.

"Boy, I'm doing this for your own good. You'll know when you wake up!"

"It's weird, what method was used? Why did the soul power in the body turn into a pot of porridge?"

It's like Pian Kong has absorbed the soul power refined by outsiders!

Elder Golden Eagle picked up the protagonist and joined the rest of the Spirit Hall personnel.

When they saw Qian Renxue and others again, the latter's injuries had stabilized.

"Elder Golden Eagle, how is Qian Shisan?"

"Senior, Brother Thirteen, will he be okay?"

"Don't worry, what can happen to him? As long as he returns to Wuhun Hall, these won't be a problem!"

Elder Golden Eagle didn't have the heart to tell the truth. In fact, in his opinion, a situation like the protagonist's was almost unsolvable.

The force that was enough to calm down the situation inside his body was now too much for the protagonist to bear.

And the strength that the protagonist can bear cannot help him solve his current predicament.

Everyone returned to the Wuhun Hall, and Oscar reported the situation in detail with tears in his eyes.

Bibi Dong looked at the unconscious Qian Shisan and the injured Qian Renxue, and her breathing became rapid.

When she found out what happened, she became even more furious.

"Are the Beicheng Angel Clan seeking death? If our Spirit Hall doesn't show its power, cats and dogs will dare to provoke us!

Pass my order to the North City Angel Clan to immediately hand over the person who injured me, the genius of Wuhun Palace, and the genius of the Nancheng Angel Clan, Qian Renxue! "

"His Majesty the Pope, those people have been killed by me and the Thirteen Guards."

Elder Golden Eagle reminded.

"I know, my purpose is to force them to go to war!"

Bibi Dong's voice was as cold as a spring, with a strong murderous intent, and the people around him were somewhat affected.

"As ordered!"

Later, after Qian Shisan's injuries were under control, Bibi Dong led the first twelve of the fourteen guards to kill the Angel Clan in Beicheng.

"Head of the Angel Clan in Beicheng, come out!"

As soon as Bibi Dong's words came out, the entire Beicheng was shaken.

A loud voice sounded:

"It turns out that His Majesty the Pope, the Wuhun Palace has mobilized so many troops, what is the purpose of coming here?"

Qian Beihai, the head of the Beicheng family, rose into the air and greeted Bibi Dong and his party.

Also rising into the air were two titled Douluo.

"I, a member of the Spirit Hall, was seriously injured by your Beicheng Angel Clan members. Qian Beihai, how are we going to settle this debt?"

Qian Beihai's face was very ugly, because he had just received news that a group of his disciples who went out for training got into trouble and were killed before they could come back.

This was really humiliating inside and out. Even if he failed to kill the enemy, even if he came back, Qian Beihai would not be so passive.

"The Spirit Hall is so powerful. With so many powerful people gathered together, are they trying to bully others?"

"Don't say that I'm bullying you. I'll give you time to recruit people. Recruit all the people you have outside. Today in Wuhun Hall, there will be a battle between the South City Angel Clan and your North City Angel Clan!"

As one by one strong men came to take off, eight titled Douluo appeared on the side of Beicheng Angel Clan.

"Hahaha, Bibi Dong, should I call you stupid, or should I call you naive? You dare to come to Beicheng to stir up trouble with such a small number of people. Do you really think that this is your Spirit Hall? You can do whatever you want?"

"It's best to stop talking nonsense. If you want to fight, fight quickly!"

Qian Yiyi said impatiently.

Considering how vain these titled Douluo were, he felt that it would be no problem for him to fight two or three by himself.

"His Majesty the Pope, Qian Yiyi requested to fight. I want to fight three!"

Qian Yiyi's tone was very arrogant, but his fighting spirit was extremely high.

"You are so brave, have you really treated me like a soft persimmon?"

Seeing that Bibi Dong's side was not afraid and even asked for a fight, Qian Beihai directly broke through the defense.

"In this case, there is nothing more to say, let's all join together!"

Qian Beihai gave the order and led the remaining seven titled Douluo to kill Bibi Dong and others.

"It's enough to deal with you bastards without me taking any action!"

"Fourteen guards, take down all these traitors who dare to disobey the will of Wuhun Palace!"

Bibi Dong gave the order.

Qian Yi took the lead and instantly activated his martial spirit avatar, and a huge Xuanwu appeared in the air.

Then Qian Yiyi simultaneously launched an attack on three titled Douluo from the Tian clan in Beicheng.

Although angel martial arts are easy to produce the best, Xuanwu martial arts are not weak, and each of the fourteen guards is a genius carefully selected by Bibi Dong, and their talent and temperament are the best.

One thousand and one beat three with one, and they were not left behind for a while.

Just love being pushy!

Qian Yi is very disdainful. In his opinion, defeating the enemy in the most efficient way is the right way.

So he, Qian Twelve, and Qian Eleven teamed up to face a four-winged angel spirit titled Douluo.

The remaining titled Douluo from the Beicheng Angel Clan were also under siege, and the fight was very frustrating.

The three of them cooperated tacitly and made the titled Douluo run away with his head in his arms.

There are only a handful of strong men who have reached the level of Titled Douluo, so it is necessary to give these strong human beings a title. Everyone who can cultivate to the level of Titled Douluo is an elite among the elites of mankind. Be respected.

But even a dignified and powerful Titled Douluo was now being beaten like a gopher in front of everyone. He was really humiliated.

Eleven, twelve, you two pester him, I will give him a hard slap!

Qian Yier took off the wine bottle from his waist and took a deep drink. The sixth, seventh and eighth soul rings on his body lit up one after another.

"Looking at the sword with the light on while drunk, dreaming back to the company of blowing horns!"

After reciting a poem, he suddenly became arrogant. Although he was a little drunk, the strength in his hands did not weaken at all, and he launched towards the four-winged angel martial spirit expert who was trapped by Qian Eleven and Qian 12. his most powerful attack.

What?This kind of power?

The titled Douluo was shocked. He actually felt a fatal threat from this attack!

"How is it possible for a mere Contra?"

"No, no, you two, get out of my way!"

Thousand Eleven Thousand 12 After hearing his words, the two of them looked at each other and actually moved away.

Just as the titled Douluo was about to be surprised, he received Qian Yier's belated attack.

"This move is called Drunken Immortal Reaching the Moon!"

Like an immortal, dreamlike, and with deadly murderous intent, it hit the Titled Douluo hard and shot straight to the ground with huge power.

"Boom!"

Four or five houses lined up side by side were affected and all collapsed, burying the titled Douluo in the ruins.

Qian Yier felt his weakness and immediately went with the other two to support other teammates.

(End of this chapter)

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