Douluo: Reborn Xue Ke, determined to protect Qian Renxue

Three days later, Xue Ke's reply was delivered to Bai He.

It can be seen that the Min family is indeed the fastest "homing pigeon" in the entire continent, and the speed of the sharp-tailed swift is well-deserved.

Bai He carefully read the reply written by Xue Ke to him, and the surprise on his face gradually became stronger.

Putting the letter away, Bai He sighed deeply.

This son's far-reaching intentions and brilliant resourcefulness made Bai He admire Xue Ke, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart.

Bai He has read countless people, and Xue Ke looks like an innocent little girl on the surface, but in fact, she is far more scheming than ordinary people, and she is also a ruthless master.

If the Min clan dares to betray Xue Ke in the future, Bai He believes that Xue Ke will destroy the Min clan without hesitation.

"Old White Bird, what did your master say?" Niu Gao asked with a hint of ridicule.

Yang Wudi also looked at Bai He.

Bai He sighed: "Don't worry, I already have a countermeasure for this matter, which will definitely dispel the Haotian Sect's idea of ​​conquering us."

"Then why do you still look so sad?" Niu Gao asked.

Bai He shook his head and said nothing.

At this moment, the disciples outside the door reported: "Heads of the clan, there are a few people claiming to be from the Haotian Sect outside the door, and they want to meet the clan leaders."

Yang Wudi asked: "How many people are there in total?"

"There are six of them in total, five old and one young."

After hearing this, Yang Wudi was about to summon the Soul-Breaking Gun and fight to the death with the Haotian Sect people. Bai He stepped forward in time to stop him:

"Old goat, don't be impulsive. Listen to what they say first. I have my own countermeasures."

Yang Wudi took a deep breath and said, "Bring them in."

Led by the disciples of the Po Yi clan, six Haotian clan members came to the Po clan meeting hall. The visitors were naturally the five elders of the Haotian clan and Tang San.

The five elders walked into the hall with their heads held high, followed closely by Tang San.

Yang Wudi, Bai He, and Niu Gao stood up one after another and looked at the six arrogant people coldly.

Bai He stood up and took the lead in saying, "I wonder why you all come to my single-attribute clan gathering for important matters?"

The leader, Tang Chao, said: "Of course it is for the return of your three clans to the Haotian Sect. All three of you clans were once relatives of my Haotian Sect, and we are all one family. As long as you can return to the Haotian Sect, our previous kindness will be How about just erasing all the grudges?"

Tang Chao looked very arrogant, and the expression on his face seemed to say, it is your great honor to be able to let you return to Haotian Sect.

Yang Wudi sneered: "What a Haotian Sect, he really knows how to confuse right and wrong! When our four tribes are in danger, who abandoned us? Who sat back and watched the Wuhun Palace suppress us? Who sealed the mountain gate and hid like a mouse Are you getting up? Now that you are down, you only think of us, want to use us, and squeeze out our value. In my half-life, Yang Wudi, I have never seen such a shameless person!"

Tang Qi pointed at Yang Wudi and said angrily: "You Yang Wudi, you are indeed a born rebel! I think the Po clan had reservations about our Haotian Sect back then and refused to contribute your medicinal methods to the sect. Door, since then, I have long seen that you have different intentions. There are only two ways before you three clans today, surrender, or die, you choose one!"

Tang Qi's arrogance completely angered Yang Wudi, and a two-foot-long spear appeared in Yang Wudi's hand. It was his Wuhun Soul-breaking Spear.

The spear was completely black and shone with a cold luster. The shaft of the spear was eight feet long and the tip was four feet long. The entire soul-breaking spear was as thick as an ordinary person's arm.

Eight soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black appeared on the gun body at the same time, shining up and down around the two-foot-long spear, blooming with incomparable brilliance.

Yang Wudi pointed his gun at Tang Qi, and Tang Qi felt a sharp energy coming towards his face.

Yang Wudi is a level 82 attack spirit Douluo who has the strongest attack power among the four single-attribute clans.

Tang Qi snorted coldly, unwilling to be outdone. At the same time, eight soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and four black, appeared, and the Clear Sky Hammer was already in his hand.

Seeing that the atmosphere on the field had become anxious, Bai He said calmly: "The boy behind him must be Tang San who came to my Min Clan last time."

Tang San stepped forward and saluted Bai He: "Uncle, you are exactly the boy. I hope that for the sake of blood being thicker than water, I will not disobey the five elders today. We are all one family, and we work together." Only by working together to fight against Wuhun Palace can you and I stand out."

Bai He smiled slightly, his smile looked a little weird and was out of tune with the atmosphere on the field.

"Everyone knows that the Min clan is good at scout work, but apart from that, few people know that our Min clan is equally good at gathering intelligence."

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what Bai He's intention was when he said this.

Bai He turned to look at Tang Chao: "As far as I know, Tang Mao is your great-nephew. About two years ago, Tang Mao and others went out to hunt soul beasts, but they disappeared in the end, right?"

Tang Chao asked doubtfully: "So what?"

Bai He pointed at Tang San: "He was the one who killed Tang Mao."

The five elders looked at Tang San one after another, doubtful of Bai He's words.

Tang San saw that everyone was looking at him. Although he was a little panicked, he finally calmed down because Tang Mao's death had nothing to do with him. Tang San was sitting upright and there was no reason to feel guilty.

"Chief Baihe, the reason why I respectfully call you uncle is because our blood is thicker than water. But I never expected that you would actually frame me out of thin air in front of all the elders and say such shocking things. Laughing lies.”

Tang San looked at the five elders: "Elders, please think carefully, two years ago I was just a little Soul Lord, how could I possibly kill Tang Mao and others?"

The five elders nodded. Tang Mao was protected by the soul saint of the sect. Besides, the other disciples were not vegetarians. It was indeed not something that a mere soul saint from Tang San could murder.

Bai He continued: "Have the elders forgotten, whose son is he? Tang San can't do it, but for Tang Hao, it is extremely simple to kill Tang Mao and the others."

Tang San still didn't panic: "Even if you make it up, you have to make up a decent reason. My father has always been loyal to the sect, so how could he harm Tang Mao and others for no reason?"

This time, Tang San didn't even call him uncle or grandpa.

"Tang San, the reason why I dare to say this is naturally based on some basis. As Tang Chao's grandnephew, Tang Mao is quite talented. I think Tang Chao will let Tang Mao absorb the right leg bone he treasures. Tang San, do you dare to take out the things in your storage belt and show everyone whether you have this soul bone?"