Douluo: I am sister Tang San

Chapter 528 Spirit Hall and the Auction House

"Haha, I didn't expect Wuhundian to have a relationship with the auction house."

With the help of the moonlight, Tang Weiwei could see the appearance of that black shadow clearly. It was a man with a mask and a blood-red robe. If it wasn't for the moonlight, Tang Weiwei almost didn't see it.

"Title Douluo? I don't know your honor and name?"

Seeing the tall man in the blood-like red robe, the leading man from the Wuhun Hall, his complexion changed slightly.

"Hahaha, you are so funny! I even put on a mask when I came to rob, how could I tell you my name? How about you offer your soul bone with both hands? Then I can think about telling you mine name!"

The man in the red robe laughed exaggeratedly, but there was a sternness in his smile that couldn't be concealed no matter what.

"Evacuate! Everyone evacuate separately and bring the spirit bones back!"

Hearing the other party mention the soul bone, the head of the Wuhundian man's heart sank suddenly. Knowing that there was no room for discussion on this matter, he stopped hesitating and shouted loudly. Immediately, he stepped on the horse's back, and his body turned into a shadow first. Facing the jungle on both sides of the road, he flashed away.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

When the people in the auction house handed over the things to the people in the Wuhun Hall, and were about to disperse and retreat, the man in the blood robe suddenly waved his robe.

In an instant, there was a loud sound of breaking wind, and countless arrows glowing with cold light shot out overwhelmingly with fierce force, and under such seamless arrow momentum, the Wuhun Hall headed The men all had to slow down, their bodies flickering to avoid the arrows.

In the middle of the road, the members of the Wuhun Palace who had previously scattered in all directions were forced to huddle together again.

The people in the auction house were surrounded by a few people who appeared from nowhere and also wore masks.

"Sensible, hand over the soul bone, this deity can take your life! Otherwise, die!"

On the top of the tree, the ghostly figure of the man in the red robe flickered, and appeared in the surrounding sky in an instant, and his eerie voice lingered in the sky above the road.

"kill!"

Facing the gloomy shout of the man in red robe, the man headed by Wuhundian didn't hesitate at all, and sternly shouted with a gloomy expression.

Vigorous soul power surged from the body, and the tyrannical aura directly shook all the leaves and sundries on the nearby ground and shot them backwards. Judging by his aura, his strength is probably at the Contra level.

And under his shout, the people beside him from the Wuhun Palace and the auction house also let out their Wuhun with a loud noise.

The soul power surged, and circles of soul rings of different colors circled around the body, and finally burst out with terrifying force, charging away at the masked men surrounding them.

The three parties collided fiercely in the middle of the road like this, and circles of ripples of soul power surged from the contact point, like waves, bursting violently.

The group of people with exposed faces did not know which side it was from, but their moves were deadly and ruthless, full of bloody evil spirit, without making any sound.

And the strong man in the Wuhun Temple is also not a vegetarian, with a gloomy face, the soul power in his body is running to the extreme, making a hissing sound that cuts through the air, and stabs trickily and viciously. Vulnerable.

The powerhouses on both sides are not mediocre. They are not only powerful, but also obviously well-trained. Although the two sides rushed to kill, there was no loud noise, but they were secretly fighting for life and death. Immediately blood splattered.

The leader of the Wuhundian man's face was cold at the moment, and he was holding a long knife similar to Guan Erye's Qinglongyanyue knife, but his knife was several circles smaller than Guan Erye's.

Every strange rotation of the curved sword arc would slip past the neck of a masked man, and then bring a bloodstain and spurts of blood, and he flashed away while the blood was falling.

On the path, corpses gradually piled up. There were those from the Wuhun Palace and masked people. The most of them were from the auction house. Compared with the people from the Wuhun Palace, the strength of the auction house was obviously not a little bit worse.

The man headed by Wuhundian pierced a masked man's chest with a cold sword, and then he was free. He quickly swept around, and found with a heavy heart that there were originally nearly twenty strongmen in Wuhundian. At this moment, there were only eight people left.

Even the auction house is left with only one person in charge.

Feeling bad, he had to leave quickly with his soul bone.

The long knife in his hand stabbed out behind him, piercing the throat of a masked man who wanted to sneak up.

Stepping lightly on the ground with his toes, when his body suddenly lifted into the sky, a shadow suddenly flashed past him, and immediately a cold and majestic soul power descended violently from the sky. It actually caused a series of sonic booms to sound in midair.

Feeling the majestic energy coming from the top of his head, the man's face changed slightly, and he lifted his palms up, and the green light in the palms was shining, from top to bottom, covering the whole body.

"Oh!"

The majestic energy came down, smashing fiercely on the green mask of the man in Wuhun Hall, causing the latter to tremble violently.

After a while, it finally couldn't stand the bombardment, and with a slight sound, it exploded out of thin air, and the man in it also made a muffled groan, and his face turned pale instantly.

"Hahaha, the deity said that if you don't hand over your things, no one will leave today!"

In the sky, a red shadow flickered, and the man in the red robe stopped in midair.

Smiling sinisterly, he didn't give the man in Wuhundian another chance to breathe, black air surged all over his body, and his body suddenly swooped down, like an eagle seeing its prey.

Seeing the red-robed man rushing forward, the pale-faced Contra gritted his teeth in resentment, and waved his long knife to meet him. On the ground, the space where it passes is sending out subtle fluctuations.

It seems that in order to escape from the titled Douluo level powerhouse, this Contra has already exerted his strength to the limit.

Looking at the cruel and deadly battle on the road below, and then carefully glanced at the almost one-sided battle in the sky, Tang Weiwei, who was hiding in the jungle, couldn't help but shook his head and murmured: "It seems that Wu People in Soul Hall, the chances of escaping today are very small.”

Witnessing the whole incident, Tang Weiwei has already concluded in her heart that there must be a deep relationship between Wuhundian and the auction house, which she has never seen in the original book.

I don't know if it was because of her appearance that this change was caused. Thinking of this, Tang Weiwei couldn't help becoming impatient. She had to tell Tang San the news.

If it really turned into a battle with Wuhundian as in the original book, then this news would directly affect the entire battle situation.

After making up his mind, Tang slightly suppressed the impatience in his heart, concentrated his energy, and continued to pay attention to the development of the situation in front of him.

　Second watch, good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)