Chapter 97: Planning to break up a clan, clan leader Yang Wudi is furious!
“Gulu~”
“Sister Lingyuan.”
Feel the warmth coming from behind.
Ye Han swallowed, his blood boiling all over.
"What are you thinking about? Something about the god's assessment?"
Lingyuan gently bit Ye Han's earlobe, her voice was extremely soft and charming.
"Yeah...right."
Ye Han was so excited by her teasing that he couldn't hold it back anymore.
He turned around and threw him down, kissed him deeply, and told him what he planned to do.
"Woo~ Let's start with the Po clan first?"
While Lingyuan catered to them, he couldn't help but frowned. This might not be easy to handle.
The damage caused by the Wuhun Palace to the Po clan far exceeded that of the other three clans.
"But since your husband has decided, I will do my best to help you."
Lingyuan quickly regained her determination and continued to cater to Ye Han's kiss.
After a deep kiss, Ye Han held Lingyuan tightly in his arms and said softly:
"Sister Lingyuan, please accompany me to the Broken Clan tomorrow, and let Xiaowu and the others stay. "
"Hmm~"
Lingyuan blushed and nodded, obviously still immersed in the wonderful taste just now, and murmured infatuatedly:
"Husband, you want me~ ”
"Sister Lingyuan!"
Ye Han suddenly felt his mouth was dry and his throat was rolling.
Immediately, I pressed hard against him, lingering with him in a lingering manner
......
The whole night passed by.
Ye Han and Ling Yuan danced to everyone respectively.
Go to the Po Clan's mansion located in the south of the city.
Not long after, the outline of the mansion appeared in front of us.
The simple and majestic building exudes a unique atmosphere.
On the upper floor of the mansion, there is a plaque hanging high, with the word "Broken" engraved on it!
In front of the gate, stood two strong men, both holding long spears.
It was like two door gods fighting there, filled with a chilling atmosphere.
"Is this the Po Clan? It's quite grand."
Ye Han murmured in a low voice and immediately approached with Ling Yuan.
"Stop! Who is coming! What is the purpose of coming!"
"This is the mansion of the Po Clan, no one can come near!"
The two guards shouted loudly when they saw strangers approaching.
The voice echoed in this silent street, carrying an unquestionable intimidation.
Ye Han did not report his identity immediately, but said slowly:
“I want to see your clan leader, please lead the way.”
The two guards were shocked at first when they heard such direct and domineering words.
But after looking at Ye Han, veins suddenly popped up and his eyes widened with anger:
“Listening to your tone, those who don’t know would have thought it was some big shot coming here!”< br>
"You are a weakling like you, but you still want to see our clan leader? Do you have the qualifications? Get out of here!"
Ye Han frowned slightly, and Ling Yuan beside him was the first to hold back.
In an instant, a powerful breath burst out from her body.
The pressure of Titled Douluo swept across like a raging wave, and nine soul rings emerged one after another.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!
The nine-circle soul ring shines brightly, and the gorgeous brilliance makes the surrounding air tremble.
"Seal...Seal Douluo!"
The two guards suddenly turned pale, their eyes filled with fear.
My legs trembled slightly involuntarily, and they almost collapsed on the ground.
“Now, are we qualified?!”
Lingyuan’s voice was cold, but with unquestionable majesty.
Along with a burst of terrifying Titled Douluo aura, it exploded.
"Yes...yes, your noble title Douluo, please follow me."
A guard said tremblingly, and hurriedly turned around to lead the way. Another guard ran directly into the mansion and reported to the clan leader first.
At this time, in the hall of the mansion.
Yang Wudi, the leader of the Broken Clan, was listening to his subordinates reporting intelligence.
"Clan Chief, according to the information we gathered, a shocking event happened in the city yesterday!"
"Yesterday at the Tiandou Royal Academy, the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was dethroned and became a eunuch!"
"Three Souls" The Douluo Education Committee was even seriously injured!"
When Yang Wudi heard this, he stood up in shock:
"What! Why are you reporting such a big thing to me now! Who did this! ”
The subordinate said anxiously:
"Clan leader, because the news was blocked by Tiandou Royal Academy, I only found out a few things today."
"Who did it specifically? I don’t know, I just know that the person who did it came from... Wuhun Palace!"
When Yang Wudi heard this, he was shocked and frightened.
It’s actually the Spirit Hall, and they dare to use force in the capital of the Tiandou Empire!
The targets of the move were still the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and the third educational committee of the college.
If the Tiandou Empire does nothing, will their four single-attribute clans be next? !
While thinking about it, the guard who had been guarding the door broke into the hall and reported the news.
"A female Titled Douluo, leading a young man to forcefully want to see me?!"
Yang Wudi was shocked, knowing that there were not many Titled Douluo in the entire continent , let alone a woman!
There happens to be a famous Titled Douluo female elder in Wuhun Palace. Could that female elder be the one who came here?
Could what happened at Tiandou Royal Academy yesterday have anything to do with this female titled Douluo?
All speculations are in vain. We still need to see them to know. He immediately ordered in a solemn and solemn voice:
“Lead the way!
After hearing this, the guard hurriedly walked ahead. Lead the way without any delay
...
Ye Han and Ling Yuan had already entered the mansion at this time.
This mansion is larger than expected, but the decoration is relatively simple.
It is enough to see that the current situation of this broken clan is not that good.
At this moment, the guard who ran in earlier arrived.
Behind him was a strong middle-aged and elderly man.
Has a head of sleek black hair, a ruddy complexion, but a somewhat gloomy expression.
The most eye-catching thing is his sinister eyes, which give people a sense of eeriness.
Obviously, he is the leader of the Po clan—Yang Wudi!
"My lord, they are the two of you."
The guard said tremblingly.
The guard who led Ye Han and Ling Yuan over also nodded tremblingly.
“Huh?!”
Yang Wudi didn’t pay attention to Ye Han and stared at Ling Yuan.
Although she has heard that there is a female elder in Wuhun Hall, she has never seen her.
Therefore, he couldn't recognize whether the woman in front of him was the female elder.
So, he had no choice but to ask tentatively:
"Excuse me, who is your majesty? Where are you from? What is the purpose of this trip?"
Lingyuan was not in a hurry to answer. , but looked at Ye Han beside him.
Ye Han knew that she was letting him make the decision, so he immediately stopped beating around the bush and said calmly:
"We are from Wuhun Palace, and the purpose of this trip is to persuade you to submit to Wuhun Palace!"
"Martial Soul Palace!!!"
When Yang Wudi heard these three words, he immediately Furious, trembling all over, roaring:
"The damage caused by the Wuhun Palace to my clan is vividly remembered by everyone in my clan and will never be forgotten! How could it happen to you?!"
As he said this, he suddenly burst out his martial soul and held it in his hand. The soul-breaking gun suddenly appeared, its body glowing coldly.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!
The eight soul rings rose up, and as the light flickered, the powerful soul power made the surrounding air seem to condense.
The tip of the spear was sharp, as if venting the anger in his heart, and he roared with rage again:
"Leave quickly, otherwise don't blame Yang for being ruthless!!!"
“Hmph!”
Seeing his decisive attitude, Ling Yuan suddenly flashed a cold light in her beautiful eyes.
The martial soul is released instantly, the nine rings suddenly appear, and the aura around the body surges instantly.
The terrifying aura of the ninety-seventh level titled Douluo swept through the entire place like a hurricane.
The momentum of Yang Wudi's eighty-two level Contra was completely crushed and dissipated in an instant.
"Nine...level ninety-seven titled Douluo!!!"
Yang Wudi turned pale in shock, his pupils shrank like needles, completely beyond his expectation
(End of this chapter)