Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 132 Night Attack on Wind Sword Sect

Late at night, the fourth watch.

In front of the gate of the Fengjian Sect’s headquarters, a dark shadow slowly walked towards here.

"who……"

The two disciples on night watch had just uttered a word when another dark shadow appeared behind them.

"Click!" Two sounds.

The necks of the two disciples were strangled by the dark shadow behind them, and they fell to the ground with two thuds.

"Alas, it's a pity that the Spirit Hall has to be blamed. Otherwise, destroying the body and covering up all traces would be my usual style."

Dugu Bo squatted down and searched all their belongings. He stood up and looked at Yang Wudi who was walking towards them step by step. He asked speechlessly:
"Old Yang, how can you conduct a night raid like this?"

"If they react and sound the alarm by walking across the street openly, then everyone in the city will know about it. How can we destroy the Wind Sword Sect quietly?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Wudi came over calmly and answered confidently:
"I am not alone. Don't I have an old poisoner like you?"

"Me?" Dugu Bo was a little anxious, and his voice rose a few notches.

Then, Dugu Bo realized that his voice was a bit loud. He looked around and lowered his voice, complaining:

"I just went to the Spirit Hall to deal with that red cardinal. What if I didn't make it in time?"

"Okay, okay." Yang Wudi didn't care much about this, but pulled Dugu Bo towards the gate.

"Let's go in quickly. I can't wait to have a showdown with the Fengjian Sect's sect masters and elders."

As he said this, Yang Wudi's eyes were full of desire for battle.

Seeing Yang Wudi's martial arts fanatic look, Dugu Bo was afraid that he would mess up and ruin the plan, so he repeatedly warned him:
"Let's say it first!"

"You can only take action after I have cleaned up all the scum in the Wind Sword Sect."

In response, Yang Wudi simply replied:
"Old Poison, don't worry, I know my limits."

……

The night raid begins.

Among the two of them, Yang Wudi was lurking at the gate of Fengjian Sect, while Dugu Bo used the Ghost Shadow Technique and swept around the Fengjian Sect’s headquarters like a ghost.

As one of the four lower sects, the Fengjian Sect has more than a thousand direct disciples, plus miscellaneous affiliated personnel, a total of five thousand people.

As Dugu Bo continued to harvest, the number of 5,000 was rapidly decreasing.

First, he shot to death the disciples of Fengjian Sect who were on night patrol tonight, and then he wandered around the bedrooms like the god of death, silently killing the members of Fengjian Sect one by one in their sleep.

When Dugu Bo was harvesting the small fish, he kept in mind what Lin Rong had told him. While taking their lives, he also did not forget to search for valuables from these people and take them away.

The way he looted the property was so skillful that he didn't look like a novice at all, but rather like a skilled thief.

About half an hour later.

In the huge Fengjian Sect headquarters, apart from the two of them, the only people still alive were the five sect elders whose soul power cultivation was at the Soul Douluo level and the new and old sect masters.

The main gate of the sect’s headquarters.

In the dark night, Yang Wudi, who had been waiting here for a long time, saw Dugu Bo approaching and asked impatiently:

"nailed it?"

"Of course!" Dugu Bo answered proudly, holding a cloth bag in his hand, which made a slight sound as he walked.

"They are weaklings who are not even Contras. How could I possibly fail?"

"Look, all my gains are in these dozen or so storage soul guides."

As he spoke, Dugu Bo threw the cloth bag in his hand to Yang Wudi, signaling the other party to appreciate the results of his search.

However, as a martial arts fanatic, Yang Wudi had no time to appreciate the spoils of war. Right now, he was only thinking about finding an equally matched opponent to fight with in order to vent the anger that had accumulated in his heart.

Therefore, facing the cloth bag thrown by Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi directly slapped it back.

"I don't have the time for that."

"Hurry up and tell me where those Soul Douluos from the Wind Sword Sect live."

At the moment, Dugu Bo was in a good mood. He was not unhappy when he saw that Yang Wudi had rejected his face. Instead, he walked happily in front and led the way.

"Come on, follow me."

As they walked in, Dugu Bo asked curiously:
"Old Yang, which of the five do you plan to choose as your opponent first?"

"Is it the new leader of the Wind Sword Sect who is the weakest and has just broken through to the Soul Douluo level? Or is it the old leader of the Wind Sword Sect who has the highest soul power level and the strongest strength?"

Hearing this, Yang Wudi was a little surprised and asked:

"Aren't there five more? Why did you only say two?"

"Here." Dugu Bo took out a blue leather bag from his waist and waved it in front of Yang Wudi:
"The remaining three are in my Ruyi Baibao Bag."

As he spoke, Dugu Bo saw Yang Wudi staring at him with resentful eyes, and hurriedly explained:
"Don't look at me like that. Of the five Soul Douluos, only the three of them didn't meditate tonight and were intoxicated in their dreams."

"This gave me the opportunity to take action. I sneaked in quietly and beat them with a stick, and then gave them some neurotoxin, and then put them into this Ruyi Treasure Bag."

"Besides, don't I have two more Soul Douluos left for you to choose from?"

“Two Contras, one for each of us.

"Old Yang, you pick one and I'll take care of the rest."

After listening to this, Yang Wudi made his choice without any hesitation:

"The strongest one is mine, and the weaker one is yours, that's it."

"Really? Then good luck to you." Dugu Bo had already anticipated Yang Wudi's choice.

"After all, he is the strongest person in the Wind Sword Sect. His strength should not be underestimated. You'd better not capsize in the gutter and ask me to clean up your mess."

Although Dugu Bo said this, he was still very confident in Yang Wudi's strength.

After all, not every Soul Douluo can perform a Titled Douluo-level attack.

After a stick of incense.

They came to the central area of ​​the Fengjian Sect’s headquarters.

"Look, Old Yang."

Dugu Bo led Yang Wudi to a courtyard, pointed to one of the rooms, and whispered:
"It is this bedroom. The opponent you chose is inside."

"Then I'll leave this place to you. I'll go find the remaining one."

After saying that, Dugu Bo used his skills as a ghost and disappeared into the night.

At the spot, Yang Wudi released the Soul-Breaking Spear, and the fierce momentum directly woke up the old leader of the Fengjian Sect who was meditating in the bedroom.

"Who?"

The old leader of the Fengjian Sect, who looked like a white-haired old man, turned into a gust of wind and broke open the door. He appeared in the courtyard and stared at the black-haired old man who was in front of him with ill intentions.

"Come and fight!"

Yang Wudi didn't waste any time and rushed forward with a spear in hand.

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(End of this chapter)