Douluo: Intercept Hu Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning

Chapter 15, Battle

After assigning the task, Dai Jinxiao led more than thirty people to set up an ambush.

In other words, these people can get along with each other, and when things happen, they are really good.

"Miss Jiang, I will trouble you later." Dai Jinxiao said in a low voice while sitting in a teahouse by the roadside.

Jiang Wan'er nodded, and replied: "My soul power is limited, and I can only slow down the movements of a few soul sects."

"It's nothing." Dai Jinxiao looked at He Bi again, kicked him, and cursed: "You will pay attention later, don't fucking kill people, and your soul skill is a group attack. Those soul masters and great soul masters will be handed over to you."

"Received." He Bi's face flushed, and he held the hilt of his sword tightly, as if he was very nervous.

Another half hour passed

A burst of dust and smoke rolled up, and several fast horses drove quickly with more than a dozen carriages.

"Would you like some water?" A man who was on the right coughed and said, "I'm so fucking exhausted, I won't go if I'm beaten to death next time."

"Woo—" Another middle-aged man stopped his horse and shouted: "Everyone stop and rest for a few minutes, and drink water in two batches!"

"Second brother, do you have to be so careful?" Another man on the fast horse also got off his horse and said with a smile, "Who would dare to rob the items of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

"in case."

While the two were chatting, they came to the teahouse where Dai Jinxiao was.

The young man curled his lips and said to He Shengqin: "Old He, I really didn't expect that you, a majestic soul sect, would open a teahouse here."

"Life is forced, so what about the Soul Sect?" He Shengqin smiled and walked in front of the two, and said respectfully: "I wonder what you two want to drink?"

"Come to two pots to quench your thirst." The middle-aged man said while observing the environment in the tea shop. Seeing Dai Jinxiao, a stranger, he asked again: "Why? And hired a servant?"

"No way, this is my distant nephew." He Shengqin straightened up suddenly, twisted his waist, and then replied with a smile: "Don't be surprised, he's old and old."

The people ambushing behind the hillside in the distance felt relieved when they saw this, and moved towards the convoy cautiously.

At the same time, He Bi also got Dai Jinxiao's order to go around the convoy from the back door of the teahouse.

The first batch of people who came to drink tea were not many, ten people in total, five soul masters, two soul sects, and three soul masters.

On Dai Jinxiao's side, there are even fewer people, just one child, two old men and one woman.

The old and the weak, women and children may be them.

"Come, drink tea." He Shengqin came out with a tray and put a teapot on each table.

Finally, he walked to the table of the two soul sects.

"The sour plum soup specially prepared for the two of you." He Shengqin picked up the teapot and was about to pour tea for the two of them.

When the young man heard that there was sour plum soup, he was immediately happy, and quickly picked up his teacup to drink it.

"Wait." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, looked at the teapot in He Shengqin's hand, and did not continue speaking.

"What's the matter, second brother?" The young man turned his head and looked at him in bewilderment.

Dai Jinxiao was startled, and the Seven Killing Sword slowly appeared in the hand behind her.

"Nothing, nothing." The middle-aged man waved his hand, motioning for He Shengqin to pour tea.

But at this moment, the soul master on the other table fell to the ground with a bang.

"Old He, what do you mean?" The middle-aged man suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Could it be that you want to be a traitor to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

"This big hat is really well buttoned." The drunkard old man got up slowly, put away the flagon, and jumped off the roof.

"Old Li, are you there?" The middle-aged man's face became more and more serious, and the spirit ring under his feet also rose.

bang, bang, bang

three voices
The soul rings of Dai Jinxiao, He Shengqin, and Jiang Wan'er also rose.

"You found a few good helpers." The middle-aged man glanced at the configuration of the soul rings of the people in front of him, and then shouted: "Level 46 Battle Soul Sect, please..."

boom.

Dai Jinxiao raised his hand, and a black shock wave hit the middle-aged man's abdomen, directly interrupting his words.

"You, you don't talk about martial arts!" The middle-aged man was unprepared, he was beaten back several steps, and said with stern eyes: "It seems that there is no room for a peaceful settlement, come here, give me these things!" people tied up..."

"In the battle of life and death, who will report to you?" Dai Jinxiao sneered, and then shouted loudly: "Do it!"

When the middle-aged man heard the words, he reacted instantly, and quickly turned his head to look at the convoy behind him.

I saw that there was already a fight over there, and my own people didn't have the upper hand at all, and the beaten head couldn't even lift up.

"Damn it, this is a crime of genocide!" the middle-aged man said fiercely.

"Miss Jiang, it's your turn." Dai Jinxiao ignored him and continued to shout.

"Yes!" Jiang Wan'er turned around and shouted in the air: "The fourth soul skill, the stars are still."

"Drunkard, Village Chief He, quick battle!" After Dai Jinxiao finished speaking, her figure disappeared.

"Old Li, it's our turn, you hit the young ones, I'll hit the old ones." He Shengqin took a step forward slowly, and said softly, "The fourth soul skill, landslide!"

Boom!
The ground under He Shengqin's feet suddenly moved, like a real landslide.

"Old He, I haven't seen you for so many years, you still haven't made any progress." The middle-aged man suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Third brother, deal with that woman first."

"Alright, wolf possessed!"

"Don't worry, your opponent is me." The old drunkard smiled and took a few steps forward, still a little unsteady.

"Just you?" The young man was slightly disdainful.

"Attention, Lao Li is a control-type soul!" Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, He Shengqin's second attack came.

"The third soul skill, the wine of the seven sages!" The wine pot in the old drunkard's hand suddenly flew up, and then a cloud of turbid wine gushed out from it.

"Hahaha, boy, come and have a drink with this old man." The drunkard old man said with a big laugh.

As soon as the words were finished, the liquor that emerged from the jug seemed to have a sense of wisdom, and shot at the young man in batches.

The middle-aged man retreated after being beaten by He Shengqin, and seeing that no one came to support him, he couldn't help shouting: "Where the hell did you go?"

"They don't have time to save you." Dai Jinxiao suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man, and a huge black shock wave was launched from Dai Jinxiao's hands.

Peng!
The shock wave made by Dai Jinxiao exhausting all the remaining soul power is really powerful, enough to knock a soul master out of combat effectiveness.

The middle-aged man could have avoided Dai Jinxiao's offensive, but Jiang Wan'er's "time and space pause".

He had no choice but to turn sideways and avoid the vital points.

But he was still hit in the waist.

Was shot down directly from mid-air.

"Uncle He, it's your turn." Dai Jinxiao exhausted her soul power and also fell from midair.

"The fourth soul skill, landslide!" He Shengqin shouted loudly.

This also exhausted all his soul power.

A thick ground thorn rose from the ground, and the middle-aged man had no time to react, or could not react, and fell directly on the ground thorn.

bang——

However, Hunzong's body was too hard, and he was not pierced by the ground thorn.

This can be regarded as saving a life.

On the other side, the battle between He Bi and others is coming to an end.

The other soul sect was controlled by the old drunk man and Jiang Wan'er, and he couldn't move.

This soul skill of the drunkard old man can be said to be tasteless, after all, he can't hit people at all in real battles.

"My lord, where are those soul masters?" He Shengqin walked up to Dai Jinxiao with a pale face and leaned over to ask.

"It's the one lying on the ground."

Dai Jinxiao pointed to those people lying on the ground with black smoke all over their bodies.

"This…"

"Don't worry about dying."

(End of this chapter)