Chapter 116 Qian Renxue's True Identity
Five Titled Douluo suddenly appeared, and the atmosphere in the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect instantly became extremely tense.

Gu Rong, Tang Xiao and Yu Yuanzhen, who had been extremely confident just now, now looked solemn.

Although they were all Titled Douluo-level warriors, they could sense the soul power fluctuations from the five figures in the sky that were no less powerful than theirs.

"Lan Minghua, when exactly did your people sneak into the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?"

Gu Rong gritted his teeth, a fierce look flashing in his eyes, "But do you think these five people can defeat us? We, the Upper Three Sects, are no pushovers!"

Lan Minghua chuckled, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing, "Isn't that so? You're just three Titled Douluo, why are you so confident?"

However, before he could finish his words, a sword light came rushing towards him.

The person who came was Sword Douluo Chen Xin. After a fierce ideological struggle, he finally dared to face Lan Minghua again.

Lan Minghua was a little surprised to see that Jian Douluo had both arms intact, but he quickly accepted it.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is one of the wealthiest forces. Not to mention something as simple as reattaching an arm, it wouldn't be surprising if they had a magical artifact that could regenerate a broken arm.

However, Jian Douluo was still only a Titled Douluo at level ninety-six and posed no threat to him.

"Just a defeated opponent. Is this your trump card? If so, I am truly disappointed."

Even with the addition of Sword Douluo, the top three sects only have four Titled Douluos.

Jian Douluo snorted coldly upon hearing this and said, "I'm certainly no match for you in a one-on-one fight, but I'm not alone now!"

"He's right, we are not alone. And today, you, Lan Minghua, and your apprentice will die here!"

A low voice sounded, not loud, but the domineering power contained in it was deafening.

Lan Minghua frowned as he saw a middle-aged man in Haotian Sect's attire coming out of nowhere with an imposing manner.

The person who came was Tang Hao!
Facing Tang Hao's shouting, Lan Minghua lazily scratched his ears without changing his expression.

"Just another defeated opponent. Tang Hao, you stand before me so bravely. Did Liang Jingru give you the courage?"

Lan Minghua glanced at them and didn't understand why they were so confident.

No wonder I didn’t see Tang Hao after arriving at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. It turns out he has been recovering his strength.

Although the time was not long, the large amount of rare treasures from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had already restored Tang Hao to his peak state.

Of course, the strength is just that.

Lan Minghua shook his head in amusement and sneered, "You are only five Titled Douluo. Whether you can defeat the five Yingxians or not is not the question. Even if you are outnumbered, you are still outnumbered. Where does your confidence come from?"

Tang Hao snorted coldly and did not answer Lan Minghua immediately. Instead, he turned to the location of the Spirit Hall and spoke in a cold voice.

"That chrysanthemum, that little brat, you two should come and help me. Otherwise, don't blame me for starting with you!"

In an instant, a powerful soul power surged into the sky, and nine soul rings shining with dazzling light rose up.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

Especially the ninth soul ring, which was now flashing with a crystal red light. It was the hundred thousand year soul ring ranked first on the soul master's dream list.

Ghost Douluo's heart sank. He had a natural fear of Tang Hao.

Immediately, he forced the sound into a line and roared at Ju Douluo who was pretending to be dead: "Juhuaguan, stop pretending to be dead. Otherwise, we will all die here!"

At this time, Ju Douluo in the deep pit moved his butt, and then he used his legs to pull himself out.

Lan Minghua raised his eyebrows when he saw this, "Wow, I didn't expect that your little chrysanthemum is still alive."

This Juhua Pass is quite resistant to blows. Although it was just a casual slap, it was equivalent to a slap from a Titled Douluo at level 99.

She looks weak and like a woman, but I never thought she is actually a punching bag.

When Ghost Douluo saw Ju Douluo coming back to his side, he immediately asked, "Juhuaguan, should we agree to them?"

Of course, Ju Douluo didn't want to agree to them. After all, the fear Lan Minghua gave him was far greater than that of Tang Hao.

Just when he didn't know how to answer, Xue Qinghe suddenly gave him a subtle gesture.

Only the elders of the Spirit Hall could understand this action.

"This action! Could it be that she is..."

Ju Douluo's pupils shrank as he thought of something.

Although he was not fully aware of some of the Spirit Hall's secrets, he did know a few things. He knew the daily missions of Snake Spear Douluo and Thorny Porpoise Douluo, both Spirit Hall elders.

That is, protection.

That’s right, the daily mission of these two Titled Douluo is to protect.

And who needs the protection of two Titled Douluo?

Ju Douluo has only one candidate in mind, and that is the daughter of Pope Bibi Dong and the granddaughter of the great priest Qian Daoliu.

Qian Renxue!
But he didn't expect that Qian Renxue would actually replace the crown prince of Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe.

If she hadn't used the Spirit Hall's exclusive sign language, Ju Douluo would never have discovered Xue Qinghe's true identity.

What Qian Renxue meant to him was that she agreed to join forces.

Ju Douluo's heart sank, and he said solemnly to Tang Hao and the others, "Okay, we can help you. But this doesn't mean we will succumb to your tyranny. Lan Minghua is also an enemy of our Spirit Hall!"

"Juhuaguan, you!" Ghost Douluo was shocked. He thought Ju Douluo would refuse, and the two of them would use the soul fusion technique to escape from here.

I never expected that he would agree to join forces.

In response to Ghost Douluo's doubts, Ju Douluo explained: "Don't worry, Old Ghost, this is the instruction from the top. In this battle, we will be the winner in the end!"

Ghost Douluo knew exactly what kind of person Ju Douluo was, so he stopped hesitating and nodded heavily.

Tang Hao was a little unhappy when he heard Ju Douluo's answer, but he could only suppress it for the time being.

But in his heart, he already regarded them as prey.

"Hmph, if you two weren't still useful, today would be the day you two die! But after we deal with Lan Minghua, it will be your turn!"

Then, Tang Hao turned to Lan Minghua and shouted, "Humph, do you still have the advantage in numbers now?"

Gu Rong, Tang Xiao, Chen Xin and Yu Yuanzhen, they all stood behind Tang Hao tacitly.

The next moment, his soul power surged, and he directly released his martial soul and soul ring.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were not to be outdone and directly released their spirit rings.

In an instant, the light released by the fifty-four soul rings actually overwhelmed the light of the night pearl.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the three upper sects cheered.

Oscar and the others were so nervous that their hearts were in their throats.

Seeing this, Huo Jin taunted him, "He dares to offend both the Three Great Sects and Spirit Hall simultaneously. He's simply courting death. Fortunately, I didn't let Wu'er and Wushuang become his disciples, otherwise they would have been in trouble."

He said this to Feng Qingyuan and Shui Ningshuang, and his tone was filled with so-called foresight.

However, Feng Qingyuan and Shui Ningshuang did not choose to turn against Lan Minghua just because his enemies were the Upper Three Sects and the Spirit Hall.

"Perhaps, Huo Jin. However, do you think that if Senior Lan Minghua loses, can the three of you walk out of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect alive?"

Feng Qingyuan's words were not alarmist. Since the three upper sects dared to attack them openly, they had no intention of letting anyone outside the three upper sects escape alive.

As soon as these words were spoken, Huo Jin, who had just been gloating, suddenly looked as pale as death.

Lan Minghua didn't notice this little fight. He looked at Tang Hao and the other seven in a joking manner.

"Is this your trump card? If that's all you have, you still don't have the qualifications to let me take action."

He raised his hand to interrupt Tang Hao who was about to refute and snapped his fingers.

The five people named Yingxian, who had been hovering in the air, finally took action.

Soul rings rose from under their feet one after another. Facing the pressure from the seven Titled Douluo, they were not at all inferior.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

Five scarlet spirit rings enveloped the sky above the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and invisible pressure vented down.

The disciples of the three upper sects, who were just excited, were now all strangled by the throat by a pair of invisible hands.

Even Qian Renxue was shocked at this moment.

"The ninth spirit rings of those five Title Douluo are all 100,000 or 100,000-year spirit rings?!"

(End of this chapter)

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