Chapter 101 Turns out to be someone from the Haotian Sect
On the bustling streets of Tiandou City, the resplendent Luan Jia slowly moved forward under the protection of a team of guards.
Perhaps because he inherited Li Ling's arrogant genes, Xue Qinghe was already using Emperor Xue Ye's Luan Yu even though he was still just a prince.
The Imperial Army cleared the way, and the oncoming vehicles gave way to the road, respectfully watching the golden Luan Yu drive past.
Suddenly, a gray stream of light fell from the sky, and a figure in a gray cloak blocked Luan Yu's direction.
"Wantless, who dares to block His Highness the Prince's way."
The leader of the Forbidden Army who was riding at the front of the team shouted loudly, pointing his spear directly at the opponent.
The sound of neat footsteps sounded, and the Imperial Guards soldiers guarding Luan Yu gathered around him.
The figure in the gray robe and cloak snorted coldly, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body, sweeping towards the surroundings like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
In an instant, all the Imperial Guard soldiers approaching the gray-robed and cloaked figure were knocked to the ground.
The war horse under the leader of the Forbidden Army was so shaken by the terrifying pressure that it bled to death. The leader of the Forbidden Army was also pressed by the invisible pressure and fell to his knees, vomiting blood.
One soul ring after another emerged from the feet of the gray-robed and cloaked figure.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, one red, nine-ring titled Douluo.
When the leader of the Forbidden Army saw the soul ring at the opponent's feet, his face suddenly turned pale.
"You, who are you, dare"
"Get out of here."
The gray-robed titled Douluo snorted coldly, and a majestic wave of air swept out, flying the leader of the forbidden army tens of meters away. He rolled his eyes and passed out.
"Protect His Highness!"
I don't know who shouted, and the Imperial Guard soldiers behind Luan Yu rushed up one after another to protect Luan Yu.
The gray-robed figure ignored the imperial soldiers and looked straight at the resplendent Luan Yu.
"Is that the Prince of Tiandou, Xue Qinghe, in the car?"
The curtains of the car were lifted slightly, and a young man in luxurious clothes walked out, stood on the carriage, looked down at the gray-robed figure in the distance, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of amusement.
"It's me. I wonder why you stopped me?"
The gray-robed figure frowned slightly. The other party's attitude was somewhat different from what he had imagined.
Although no one has seen the Tiandou Prince take action, it is unclear what his soul power level is.
But looking at his age, no matter how talented he is, he is only at level 40 or 50.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to accept Ning Fengzhi as his teacher.
A being who had reached the Soul King level to death was not intimidated by his own strength. He did not show the slightest fear when he saw himself, a titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year old soul ring.
Could it be that he really thought that his status as the so-called prince would give him the confidence to ignore the titled Douluo?
The figure in gray robe snorted coldly: "Follow me, I have something I want to talk to you about."
After the words fell, the gray-robed figure turned around and walked towards the outside of the city, seemingly not worried that Xue Qinghe would not follow.
"Prince, you."
The guards were about to say something, but Xue Qinghe smiled and raised his hand.
"It doesn't matter, you can pick me up at Lanba Academy later."
Xue Qinghe jumped off the carriage and walked slowly towards the direction where the gray-robed figure left.
The two elders, Snake Spear and Guillotine, were about to follow in the dark, when Xue Qinghe's voice suddenly rang in their minds.
"You don't need to follow me. I haven't done anything for a long time. I just want to stretch my muscles."
The snake spear and the agouti looked at each other, but in the end they did not choose to follow.
They are well aware of Xue Qinghe's strength. If they follow him secretly, they will definitely be noticed by Xue Qinghe. Although the titled Douluo just now was strong, in the eyes of the two of them, he might not be Xue Qinghe's opponent, and it didn't matter if he didn't go.
The gray-robed figure and Xue Qinghe left the city one after another and came to a secluded forest.
"Not bad, but a bit brave."
The gray-robed figure stopped and turned to look at Xueqing River.
"I'm calling you out this time because I want you to help me do something and do it well"
"There's no rush." Xue Qinghe interrupted him with a smile, and said in an unhurried tone: "Let's wait for your business later. Let's first talk about how you stopped my car and injured my guard for no reason. ”
The aura of the gray-robed figure suddenly changed, and an icy cold killing intent attacked him unabashedly.
"In front of me, you'd better put away your so-called princely airs."
"Okay, then I don't need to talk to you as the prince."
Xue Qinghe smiled, raised his right hand slightly, and strands of ice-blue aura gathered towards his right hand, gradually condensing an ice-blue long sword in his hand.
What!
The eyes of the gray-robed figure under the hood suddenly shrank.
Why does this starting position look so familiar?
However, before he could recover, Xue Qinghe's unhurried voice reached his ears again.
"However, even if I don't have to speak to you as the prince, I still don't like the tone and attitude of your conversation with me."
"You want me to help you with things, right? You can, but you have to let me see your strength first."
"Morrowind·Ebi!"
A gust of breeze blew by, and Xue Qinghe's figure instantly turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared without a trace.
The gray-robed figure's heart was ringing with alarm, and he didn't dare to be careless. A black soul ring suddenly appeared, and his aura surged.
"The seventh soul skill, Haotian's incarnation."
Black light rose from his body, and the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit emerged, rising in the wind and turning into a hundred-meter-long behemoth in the blink of an eye, exuding a cold and deep metallic luster.
At the same time, Xue Qinghe's figure appeared behind Tang Hao.
"It turns out he is from the Haotian Sect."
The cold light suddenly appeared, and the ice blue long sword cut through the air, and slashed forward with one sword.
Boom~~~
The terrifying energy exploded, and the strong shock wave sent Tang Hao flying dozens of meters away. Xue Qinghe also took several steps back before he could barely stop.
"What is your relationship with Li Ling?"
The figure in gray robe stabilized his figure, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Xue Qinghe.
At this moment, his gray cloak was in tatters, revealing his true face under the hood, which was none other than Tang Hao.
With a similar starting move, he was able to kill this level 97 super Douluo with one sword without using his spirit.
Apart from Li Ling, who poached his wife and then forcibly kept his son by his side, Tang Hao really couldn't think of anyone else who could use such a weird trick.
"Yes, you can actually take my sword head-on. I'm looking down on you."
Xue Qinghe moved his slightly numb wrist and looked up and down Tang Hao with great interest.
"Among the Haotian Sect, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao should be the only two people with such strength."
"I have met Tang Xiao. In other words, you are the Tang Hao who was expelled from the Haotian Sect according to rumors?"
(End of chapter)