However, just as he finished speaking, a hoarse voice sounded out of thin air, as if coming from all directions:
“Your Majesty, the soul cannon has been prepared and is now being secretly transported to the border between the two countries. . ”
When Blue and White Shark heard this answer, a cold smile appeared on his lips. He walked to his dragon chair and sat down slowly, his eyes flashing with determination.
"Although our royal family does not have a Limit Douluo, this thing is enough to kill you."
The blue and white shark whispered to himself, his tone full of confidence and cruelty,
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"When you two fight, both sides will lose, and then the entire Soul Fighting Continent will belong to our Lan family."
"Hahahaha."
The Blue and White Shark couldn't help laughing loudly, The laughter was full of ambition and madness. The soul power cannon is a magical weapon that is secretly researched by the royal family and requires soul power to activate.
This kind of weapon has never appeared on the Soul Fighting Continent. It is so powerful that it can change the pattern of the entire continent.
After the successful development, the royal family has kept it secret and has not told outsiders. Instead, it has been hidden, so that this is the current situation.
Early the next morning, the golden sunshine shone on the Han family manor, and two slender figures were reflected on the bluestone in the courtyard. Han Yu and Grandpa Han Guang stood side by side, preparing to set off for the southern border.
The two of them tapped their toes, soared into the sky as lightly as wild geese, and disappeared among the clouds in an instant.
The biting cold wind howled by, and only the sound of hunting wind could be heard in my ears.
Han Yu looked down at the receding mountains and rivers below, filled with pride, and said to Han Guang beside him:
"Grandpa, at our rate, we can reach the border in less than a day. ”
Han Guang stroked his beard and nodded approvingly, with a happy smile on his old face. Han Yu then said:
"When the time comes, let me take the main attack, and you can sweep the formation for me on the side. I just broke through, and I want to see how strong I am now."
As he said , he clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with an impatient fighting spirit.
Han Yu’s eyes showed a trace of arrogance, showing his ambition at a young age.
From the moment he awakened his martial soul, Han Yu’s cultivation has been smooth sailing.
It was as if things came naturally, and he had cultivated to the limit of Douluo.
People of his age, at his age, are at the Contra level at best.
Hanguang chuckled: "Okay, I will be watching the battle from the sidelines. Once you are defeated, grandpa will take action."
"Thank you, grandpa."
Two People walked all the way south, riding on the wind, at an astonishing speed.
The clouds rolled under my feet, and the mountains and rivers spread out like a scroll.
As the sun gradually sets in the west, the clouds on the horizon are dyed brilliant orange-red.
They finally arrived at their destination - Hengyang Mountains.
Cold rain and cold light are suspended in mid-air, overlooking the majestic scene below.
The rolling Hengyang Mountains are like a sleeping dragon, stretching between the north and the south, dividing the two vast lands.
The mountain peaks tower into the clouds, and the peaks are covered with snow, shining dazzlingly in the sun.
The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, sometimes as misty as a veil, sometimes as turbulent as waves, adding a bit of mystery to the majestic mountains.
Looking down, there are two solid fortresses standing on both sides of the mountain range.
The city wall is tall and made of huge bluestones. There are watchtowers at regular intervals. Flags are flying on the towers and they are heavily guarded.
In the fortress, soldiers shuttled back and forth, carrying food, grass and weapons, and it was a busy scene.
Han Yu stared down. He could clearly see the nervous expressions of the soldiers, and could even hear their hurried footsteps and the dull sound of carrying supplies.
There was a tense atmosphere in the air, like the calm before the storm.
“Let’s go directly to their military camp,”
Han Guang’s voice interrupted Han Yu’s contemplation. With a sneer on his lips, he pointed at the center of the northern country. That huge tent,
"The old immortal is sitting inside."
Han Guang said, his body swayed slightly and turned into a stream of light flying towards the North Kingdom military camp.
Seeing this, Han Yu quickly followed.
"Grandpa, didn't you say that Extreme Douluo can't participate in the war between ordinary soul masters?"
Han Yu asked in confusion while chasing,
"Why can he appear in the military camp openly?"
Han Guang slowed down, turned to look at Han Yu, and explained:
"Obviously, Extreme Douluo cannot participate in the soul master's war."
He paused. , with a bit of sarcasm in his tone,
"But this old guy is different."
"What's the difference?" Han Yu became even more confused.
Han Guang smiled slightly and said:
"In addition to being an Extreme Douluo, he is also a general of the royal family."
"In recent years, the younger generation in the Northern Kingdom has been in a recession, and there has been a phenomenon of lack of employment. , resulting in no one available in the empire."
Hanguang continued to explain,
"This old guy has no choice but to lead the battle himself."
"However, in ordinary battles, he cannot take action."
Han Guang added, "He can only exist as a general giving orders."
Hearing this, Han Yu nodded, expressing understanding.
If that were the case, it would make sense.
“Grandpa, if he takes action secretly, with his Ultimate Douluo strength, I’m afraid no one will be able to discover it, right?”
Han Yu asked worriedly.
"It is true that no one can discover it,"
Hanguang said lightly, "but we people in the southern country are not fools."
"His whereabouts have been revealed to us in the southern country. The titled Douluo is staring at it."
Han Guang said with a hint of confidence, "At least, that's the case on the surface."
"Moreover, the most he can do is make small moves."
Han Guang continued, "Once he commits an act of massacre of soldiers, he will definitely be discovered."
"I am not like that. The furnishings..." As he said that, Han Guang glanced at Han Yu with deep meaning.
Yes!
If that Extreme Douluo is really shameless, he will be noticed as long as he shows the slightest clue.
If this kind of thing happened once, then he might not be able to be the leader anymore.
The Northern Kingdom has few talents and he cannot go to war, so the Southern Kingdom should just attack the Northern Kingdom casually?
"You old immortal, get out of here!" Han Guang shouted, the sound was like thunder, echoing among the mountains, making people's eardrums buzz.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a deep breath and his chest bulged high, as if it contained a volcano that was about to erupt.
The next moment, he suddenly exhaled the breath and turned it into a wave of air visible to the naked eye, sweeping away in the direction of the North Kingdom military camp.
Wherever the air wave passed, trees shook violently, fallen leaves fell like rain, and even the sand and rocks on the ground were rolled up, forming a small sandstorm.
At the same time, there was a burst of rapid footsteps and the clang of armor clashing in the Northland military camp.
One after another figures soared into the sky like arrows, and the air flow caused the surrounding flags to whistle.
Wearing heavy armor and exuding a murderous aura, they looked like elite men who had experienced hundreds of battles.
The leader was a man, a full seven feet tall, with a strong back and a strong waist, standing in the sky like an iron tower.
He has thick eyebrows and a pair of tiger eyes, shining with fierce light.
His rough face is covered with beards, which stand upright like steel needles.
He wore a dark black armor with a ferocious animal head pattern carved on it, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.
Behind him, more than twenty figures followed, standing in the sky, surrounded by cold light and cold rain.
Although these people have different heights and shapes, without exception, they all exude a powerful aura and are obviously masters.
Han Yu's eyes were like lightning, and he quickly swept across the group of people, and his heart suddenly sank.
He could clearly feel that most of these people were powerful at the level of Titled Douluo, and there were even a few whose auras were so strong that they had reached the level of Super Douluo!
At this moment, there was a sound of breaking the air from the southern side, and figures were flying towards Hanguang and Hanyu like meteors chasing the moon. In the blink of an eye, they were next to Hanguang and Hanyu.
The leader, wearing silver armor, has a slender and tall figure, a resolute face, short hair standing straight up, and exudes a fierce aura, like an unsheathed sword.
"Lord Hanguang, don't panic, I'll be here soon!"
He said loudly, his voice full of confidence and determination.
Behind him, there were also more than 20 strong men with strong auras, no less powerful than those from the North Kingdom.
“What’s going on?”
“Why are so many powerful people here all at once?”
On the ground, soldiers from both countries looked up at this scene in the sky, each one stunned, with shock and disbelief on their faces.
They have never seen so many strong men gathered together, and they never expected that so many super strong men, who are rarely seen in ordinary times, would appear at the same time today!
On the southern side, led by Han Guang and Han Yu, more than twenty strong men were suspended on the left, like a black cloud.
On the other side of the North Kingdom, headed by Zilong, more than twenty strong men were suspended on the right, like a white cloud.
"Old Man Han, what do you want to do by putting on such a big show today?"
Zilong stared at the cold light with icy eyes, and his tone was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, making people shudder,
"Do you want to provoke a war between the two countries?"
Southern Kingdom and Northern Kingdom With the Hengyang Mountains as the boundary, each occupies one side. The national strength of the two countries is almost the same. Although there are occasional frictions on weekdays, they are generally harmonious. Today, it is the first time that the superpowers of both sides have appeared together.
Han Guang snorted heavily and exhaled a stream of hot air from his nose. He rolled his eyelids, his old muddy eyes rolled up, revealing a disdainful white eye, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Zilong, you are asking questions knowingly, why?"
He paused, glanced at Zilong with his sharp eyes, and continued:
"Don't you know that my grandson Han Yu has broken through to the limit of Douluo?"
He became more serious. Tone, he said word by word:
"You are also a senior after all, why don't you express anything?"
At the end, Hanguang's tone became cold, with a sense of oppression:< br>
"No, I personally brought people to come to you to ask for it."
He made a fist with his right hand and held it in the air, making a crisp "click" sound.
After hearing this, Zilong looked up to the sky and laughed. The laughter was full of disdain and ridicule.
He had laughed enough, and turned to Han Yu, his eyes as cold as poisonous snakes, and said in a cold tone:
"It is true that a hero comes from a young boy, and he has broken through to the limit of Douluo at such a young age."< br>
He paused, a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and continued:
"However, there is a difference between Ultimate Douluo and Ultimate Douluo."
He stretched out his right index finger, He shook his head in the air and said earnestly:
"Young people should not be too arrogant, so as not to capsize the boat."
Han Yu smiled, neither humble nor arrogant, he bowed slightly, He clasped his hands into fists and said in a respectful tone:
"Purple Dragon Douluo, I heard that your strength is almost the same as that of my grandfather."
He straightened up, his eyes shining with desire to fight, and said firmly:
"Just right, I I have recently reached my limit and have never fought against anyone. I hope that my seniors will not hesitate to teach me.”
Han Yu’s words were like adding fuel to the fire, instantly igniting the anger in Zilong’s heart.
Are you using yourself as a whetstone?
Zilong was furious in his heart, but he was very deep in the city and remained calm on the surface. He just glanced at Han Yu from the corner of his eye and said sadly:
"It's easy to say, I won't hesitate to give you some advice." Maybe."
He deliberately prolonged his voice, and his tone was full of threats:
"I just want to state in advance that if I don't stop my hand after a while, I will accidentally beat you to death. , don’t blame me."
He turned to look at Han Guang, with a trace of fear in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Old man Han, do you have any objection?"
Although Zilong looked at Hanguang with a hint of fear, his heart was full of disdain and contempt.
How could he not know the purpose of Han Guang and Han Yu? It was nothing more than trying to kill him under the guise of cutting and prodding.
In this way, without its own presence, the Northern Kingdom would no longer be able to stop the Southern Kingdom's attack. However, this also played into his own hands.
I thought the boy from the Han family was a character, but I didn’t expect him to be a brainless idiot.
If he knew how to be patient and wait a little longer, maybe he really wouldn't be his opponent.
Now he has just broken through the limit to challenge himself as a veteran extreme douluo. It is really like lighting up the toilet
Han Guang did not speak, but turned his head slightly and said to Han Yu behind him:
" Are you sure?"
Han Yu felt his grandfather's concern, and felt warm in his heart. He nodded to Han Guang and said through the message:
"I want to try, even if I am not an opponent. , and won’t be killed by him.”
Han Guang nodded and said through a message: "Then you go ahead. If you are defeated, grandpa will take action himself."
With Han Guang in his pocket, Han Yu took a step forward.
Han Guang waved his hand, and the group of people behind him quickly moved out of the way, clearing a battlefield for Han Yu.
"Purple Dragon Douluo, today, I just want to beat you to death, or be beaten to death by you."
Before he finished speaking, Han Yu suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, The light in his eyes shot straight to the sky.
He took a deep breath, his chest bulged high, and then, a deafening roar burst out from his mouth, resounding like a dragon's roar and a tiger's roar, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding space. (End of this chapter)