Douluo's holy sword

Chapter 372 Action
Among the mountains, a huge troop was moving covertly at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, a cold, low voice rang clearly in everyone's ears.

"Rest in place for half an hour."

There are no unnecessary sounds, no unnecessary movements, and all the hustle and bustle is abandoned, just like an army that has always been iron-blooded.

Everyone sat down silently, adjusted their breath quietly, and recovered their slightly depleted physical strength.

Only a few old men who were clearly dressed differently from the others stood together and discussed in low voices.

"Very good, we can arrive at Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Castle in two days." The old man in white robe said with satisfaction.

"Haha, no one has found our whereabouts so far, and the plan seems to be going smoothly." An old man with a red face said angrily.

The Seventh Elder of Wuhun Hall, who had some friendship with Ye Yao, shook his head.

"It's better to be careful, now we have only passed one defense line of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and there are three more after that..."

"That's right, what Lao Qi said is right, it's best to be careful." The white-robed old man nodded with a solemn expression.

"Don't forget how important this action of ours is to the great cause of our Spirit Hall!"

"We understand!" Including the Seventh Elder, the other three elders all nodded seriously.

The atmosphere was extremely tense for a moment.

The old man in white robe pressed down with his hands, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It doesn't need to be so serious. I have been planning this operation for a long time. At least, so far, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has not noticed it."

"The war is not yet here, we need to be cautious, but there is no need to be too nervous."

"Third Brother is right." The Seventh Elder also smiled.

"A big battle..." The Eighth Elder of Wuhundian subconsciously rubbed his palms, his eyes drifted slightly.

"In this battle, we have gathered most of the backbone forces in the palace and the manpower of the next four sects. Not to mention a sneak attack, even if we fight head-on, we will be able to crush the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"However, the key to this battle lies with the few of us..." the Eighth Elder whispered.

Why did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have to challenge the Haotian School's position as the number one school in the world?
Is it the many outstanding soul masters from the mainland that have been recruited?Or the powerful energy of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in support?
No, neither, at least, not entirely.

What they relied on were those two world-renowned powerhouses, the real pillars of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Bone Douluo, Sword Douluo.

Not to mention that these two are far stronger than ordinary Title Douluo, if they have Ning Fengzhi's support, they may even rival the four Title Douluo in a short period of time.

Although Bone Douluo will struggle a little, but Sword Douluo is very likely not to lose.

"Gu Rong and Chen Xin..." The Seventh Elder licked his lips, and there was both eagerness and deep fear in his eyes.

In terms of age, they, except for the third elder, are actually a generation younger than those two in terms of age.

When they first appeared in the mainland, those two were already among the strongest in the mainland.

Therefore, the three of them grew up listening to the deeds of those two.

"Hmph, I've heard that Chen Xin is a tyrannical old man, but I really want to learn for myself whether his Seven Killing Sword is worthy of such a high reputation." The tenth elder with the most violent temper said in a low voice. .

"Don't risk yourself!" The third elder gave him an angry look.

"This time, Lao Qi and I are in charge of stopping Chen Xin, and you and Lao Ba are in charge of Gu Rong. Remember, we don't want to hurt the enemy, we only want to delay."

"With the four of us around, it is absolutely impossible for the two of them and Ning Fengzhi to distract him."

"Half an hour! Just half an hour! Our large army is enough to destroy the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

"At that time, seeing the sect being destroyed, the three of them will inevitably show their flaws under the agitation of their minds. After that, we will consider whether to keep them together..."

"If it's possible, it's the best. If it's not...you don't need to force it." The third elder emphasized again.

"Everything is based on security."

"For Wuhundian!" The third elder made a final conclusion in a deep voice.

"For Wuhundian!" The other three people responded one after another.

After talking about serious matters, taking advantage of the short time, the elders started chatting one after another.

"I said, old seven, this time, did the boy who was enshrined come in?" The tenth elder asked suddenly.

In the past half a year, the high-level officials of Wuhundian have already spread the word.

A young man from the Xingluo branch hall was spotted by a priest and brought into the worship hall to practice.

The Seventh Elder's face darkened slightly, he hummed and did not speak.

"Stop teasing him, he's still angry." The third elder laughed softly.

"What's going on?" Ten Elder asked curiously
"Not yet..."

"Third Brother!" The Seventh Elder said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I won't expose your scars..." The third elder waved his hands cheerfully.

After that, the other two scratched their heads and asked again and again, but neither the seventh elder of the party nor the third elder of the insider gave any reply.

"Strange, why didn't this kid practice hard, but he came here?" The eighth elder asked suspiciously.

You know, this is not a good job!
"Who knows what kind of madness this kid has gone!" The Seventh Elder snorted coldly, and cast a fierce glance at a figure in the crowd.

Sorrow for its misfortune, hate it for indisputable!

It is rare to have the opportunity to worship and practice, why are you here mixed with action?

This is not an award for the top ten outstanding youths in the mainland!
This is the drudgery of not being able to talk to anyone, not being able to say anything if you win, and dying if you lose!

Really...

At the same time, the elites of Wuhundian who were resting,

He is also communicating with acquaintances with the faint sound of mosquitoes and flies.

"It seems that even the elders find it difficult to plan this time!" Fang Cheng sighed softly when he saw the elders gathered together.

"Nonsense!" He Wuyan didn't change his expression, his lips didn't seem to move, but his voice came out naturally.

"That is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! At the moment when the Haotian School is hidden from the world, that is the biggest enemy of our Spirit Hall, the number one school in the world!"

"Don't talk about being strict, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful!"

"Tsk, it's just a casual talk, you're more serious." Fang Cheng clicked his tongue lightly.

"Modred, tell me, isn't Old He too serious?"

Beside the two, the handsome Mordred's eyes were slightly dazed, as if he was thinking about something.

After hearing Fang Cheng's words, after a brief moment of daze, he grinned.

"Indeed, too serious."

"Ha! Old He! You see, Xiao Mo also said the same thing!" Fang Cheng said with a low smile.

If it weren't for the fact that loud noises were not allowed, he would have laughed out loud.

After all, He Wuyan's expression is really worth recalling.

Seeing Mordred echoing what Fang Cheng said, He Wuyan couldn't help but turn slightly dark.

He slapped Mordred on the shoulder with some displeasure, and said, "You boy, why are you with Lao He..."

Mordred frowned imperceptibly, then avoided He Wuyan's slap without a trace, and then said in a low voice: "It is indeed your problem, old He!"

"Hahaha..." Fang Cheng couldn't restrain himself, and a burst of suppressed laughter came.

He Wuyan didn't smile.

He lowered his head and glanced slightly at the hand that he stretched out but didn't touch, and there was some suspicion in his eyes.

He raised his head and looked at Mordred's face, which seemed to be no different from ordinary ones, with some thought in his eyes.

Soon, everyone set off again.

On the way, He Wuyan slightly moved away from Mordredella, and stood with Fang Cheng.

"Old Fang..." He Wuyan said in a voice that only two people could hear.

"What's wrong?" Fang Cheng asked in a low voice.

"Do you feel... that there is something wrong with Mordred?" He Wuyan's face became a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Fang Cheng was a little dazed.

"No! Isn't this kid like this?"

There is nothing wrong with life, behavior, certain habits, or communication words and deeds.

If I really want to say it, it seems that I spent a little more time in a daze.

"I'm worried about that girl Ma Xiu!" Fang Cheng said with a smile.

"After all, it's the first time I leave my apprentice alone. As a master, I'm somewhat worried."

"However, I think that guy is thinking too much, but Matthew is also in the enshrinement hall, how could there be any problems..."

"Tsk, the Hall of Enshrinement! Although I knew that this kid is not someone in the pond, I never thought that this kid would have such a great opportunity!" Fang Cheng said enviously.

"You know, how happy the bishop is when this matter is reported back to the branch hall..."

The people under him are enshrined and accepted as disciples, and he will definitely benefit a lot as a leader.

He Wuyan frowned deeply.

Although he knew what Fang Cheng said, but...

"I always feel that something is wrong..." He Wuyan felt a little uneasy.

Although there is no difference in all aspects, but in his heart, he always feels...

Just like the slap that was avoided just now...

That's right!

He Wuyan's eyes widened slightly.

strangeness!

Although Mordred appeared to be very familiar with them, he was no different from before.

However, he felt a sincere indifference and indifference emanating from his heart.

Something is wrong!This is very wrong!
Mordred has been with them for more than a year, and he has a deep understanding of this younger generation.

He is bold and informal, but arrogant and irritable.

He is like a bloodthirsty beast to his enemies.

Treat your friends like the blazing sun.

He has many different images, and his personality is also diverse.

However, only this indifference should not exist!
In addition, Mordred had been in the Shrine for more than half a year, and this time, he was included in the list of this operation almost abruptly, and they had not received any news or inside information beforehand.

Shouldn't...

He Wuyan's heart skipped a beat.

He thought of a terrible possibility.

A possibility that made him almost suffocate, almost unable to restrain himself from shouting.

After a long time, the calm mind that has been tempered all year round finally kept him calm in front of him.

Hope I'm overthinking...

He Wuyan prayed more than once in his heart.

Later, because the speculation was too unbelievable and the consequences would be too terrifying, he dared not speak up until he was sure.

He didn't even dare to say anything to Fang Chengduo, who he knew the most, so he quickened his pace and ran diagonally behind Mordred.

He quietly hid in the crowd, his body was invisible, but his pair of widened eyes, as sharp as a falcon, had already started to stare at Mordred.

There is no difference in height and body shape... He Wuyan thought silently.

The swing of the arms... that's right!
Tap the thigh with the index finger of the left hand from time to time... That's right!
The person in front of him is exactly the same as the person in his impression, whether it is height, body shape, or some subconscious habits.

However, this fact did not bring him the slightest comfort.

He looked up and moved to the handsome face that was far more mediocre than himself.

Although he had no expression on his face, the muscles on his face twitched slightly as the wind howled while he was running.

The face doesn't look fake either...

eyes...

Like the usual Mordred, it is like a calm volcano, seemingly calm, but it seems that it may erupt at any time, generating monstrous flames and burning everything!
However, He Wuyan felt it keenly.

Mordred's fierceness did not know when it started, but it had cooled down slightly, and became even more calm.

However, that doesn't mean much.

People are going to change……

He Wuyan convinced himself like this.

Next, is the most important...

"Old He, what's going on? Why are you staring at me all of a sudden?" A familiar voice rang out from beside his ears.

He Wuyan turned his head.

Mordred, who was originally obliquely in front of him, had already appeared beside him.

That's right!So does that wild instinct!He Wuyan was shocked in his heart.

Although he looked at it carefully just now, he only glanced at it in time.

Ordinary people, even powerful soul masters who have experienced many battles, no matter how keen their perception is, they will only feel slightly unnatural.

Even if they knew that someone was watching in the dark, they couldn't accurately find that person among the crowd.

Except for that Mordred whose intuition is almost monster!
Am I really wrong?Seeing Mordred smiling beside him, He Wuyan couldn't help but question his guess.

Is it true that I am too suspicious?

Seeing that He Wuyan didn't speak for a while, Mordred seemed a little displeased.

A red light flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly pushed out his right hand, restrained his soul power, and patted He Wuyan.

"What about you!"

He Wuyan's hair exploded all over his body, and his figure moved quickly, forcing him to pass the blow.

"What are you doing? You're crazy!" He Wuyan was shocked and angry.

"Tsk, who told you to ignore me!" Mordred snorted coldly.

"Kid, keep your voice down!" He Wuyan could not help cursing in a low voice when he felt that everyone around him looked over.

This kid didn't lower his voice!
Don't know what task is being performed now!

Still so crazy!I don't know how to measure!

He Wuyan cursed inwardly.

However, at the same time, he was quietly relieved, and his whole body relaxed.

Sure enough, no one else can imitate such madness...

Also, that exactly the same fluctuation of soul power...

Height, body shape, appearance, and even personality can all be considered to be imitated or changed by other means.

However, only the unique soul power breath of each soul master can never be changed.

Such a breath of soul power is definitely Mordred!
Sure enough, I was suspicious...

He Wuyan laughed at himself.

He has stayed there for a long time, and after being trained, his personality has changed to some extent. What's so strange?

Really...

When he was lost in his own thoughts, he didn't notice that Mordred, who had hidden anger on his face, had turned his head.

Those eyes were full of indifference.

He looked at his "companions" around him, as if a god was overlooking all living beings.

In the end, these eyes looked into the distance, and the destination of their trip finally had a bit of vitality that belonged to the world.

"You should be here soon, right?" This "Mordred" thought silently in his heart.

"Ye Yao..."

But at this moment, a guest was welcomed in front of the splendid Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Castle.

"This is my first time here..." the figure whispered in the shadows.

Not long after, he took the initiative to step out of the shadows, revealing that young but handsome sunny face.

Amidst the stern warnings from the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, he showed a slight smile.

"Five years..."

"Old man, Rong Rong, Xiao Ao..."

"Long time..."

"not see……"

(End of this chapter)