The odd number of Douluo

Chapter 460 Battle, start!

Although this is a blatant conspiracy, Wuhundian has to bear it with its nose. After all, the attacking spirit beasts are not simple things, whether it is the Azure Bull Python, the Titan Giant Ape, or the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, every time One of them is at least comparable to the existence of a 95th-level Titled Douluo.

Not long after Wuhundian mobilized several titled Douluo to suppress it, Lingyun Pass got the news.

"Thousand-eyed Douluo, Green Bamboo Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo?"

On the tower of Lingyun Pass, Zhao Xuan looked far away at the big pit not far away. Behind the big pit, the team of Wuhun Temple was stationed there.

The corners of his mouth turned up slowly, then he put down the letter paper in his hand, and asked Marshal Ge Long beside him: "Marshal, tell the troops lurking behind the Spirit Hall to take action."

Ge Long nodded, then summoned the lieutenant general to give orders.

Not long after, a soul emperor of the agility department crossed the nearby mountains and sent an order to a troop lurking behind the Spirit Hall, waiting for an opportunity to disturb the rear.

Grandmaster's clothes fluttered slightly in the wind, and he looked indifferently at the camp opposite the Wuhun Temple, and sent an order: "Notify the whole army, wear iron armor, polish swords and halberds, and prepare to attack!"

"Yes!"

In the barracks behind Lingyun Pass, Herod the warhorse was calling, and the heralds were running around with flags in their hands, shouting loudly, and the barracks was filled with the sound of armored swords and halberds rubbing against each other.

He was wearing a pitch-black battle armor, and even the horse was covered with thick armor. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a torrent of steel as far as the eye could see.

Xue Beng was inspecting the troops in the back, seeing the situation with pride, he couldn't help saying: "With this army, our Heaven Dou Empire will definitely be able to expel the Spirit Hall!"

"Don't dream, the gap between soul masters and ordinary people is huge, and it cannot be filled by numbers and momentum."

Beside him, Xue Qingqing looked at the solemn heavy cavalry regiment, although her eyes were equally bright, she told a truth.

Xue Beng couldn't help but glanced at his half-sister. Xue Qingqing was weak and sick and lived in Swan Castle all the year round. Although the two were siblings, they didn't feel close.

But at this moment, there are only Liao Liao left among the descendants of the Xue family, and he can't help but want to get close to Xue Qingqing, let alone Xue Qingqing's return to...

An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and then he chuckled and said, "Although what my sister said is good, you should not underestimate these ordinary soldiers. This is a group battle, and ordinary soldiers trained on a large scale are obviously better than soul masters."

Xue Qingqing's bright eyes flickered slightly, but for some reason, a figure suddenly flashed in her mind, and she continued: "Even so, they are not the same generals of the title Douluo."

Xue Beng was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to refute, because in his subconscious mind, even if the "quality" of Title Douluo was stronger than that of ordinary sergeants, the "quality" of thousands of ordinary soldiers combined was undoubtedly much stronger.

But soon he shut up, because he had never seen a Title Douluo make a move, he lacked real knowledge about it.

But he suddenly remembered the thousand-meter-diameter pit outside Lingyun Pass, and he couldn't help but fell silent. Compared with Titled Douluo, no amount of ordinary soldiers would be enough to fill the gap.

Not far behind them, Zhao Xuan and Grandmaster stood there. Although the distance was quite far, the conversation between the two was captured by Zhao Xuan's divine sense, and then fell into the ears of the two.

Zhao Xuan squinted his eyes and asked the master: "Master, what do you think of Xue Beng?"

The master first glanced at Xue Beng in the distance, and then said: "A person who can endure for more than ten years will not be a fool."

"He has a good learning talent and is eager for knowledge. He has often asked me questions about soul masters in the past few days. He usually stays with Marshal Ge Long to learn how to lead troops."

"However, this little guy still has a bit of arrogance in his heart, and he is also somewhat rebellious and unruly developed when he was a dandy. I think this is the reason why His Majesty threw him here."

"Hone him?"

"probably."

"Lei Douluo, master, the whole army is ready and ready to fight at any time."

Marshal Ge Long suddenly came out from the army and said to the two of them.

Zhao Xuan nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I'll leave the rear to you."

Although Marshal Ge Long has gray hair and beard, he is still in good spirits. He slapped the armor on his chest and said, "As long as you can defeat the Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall, everything else will be fine." Leave it to me, if there is any accident, I will see you in advance!"

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Since Marshal Ge Long said so, then I can't let you down."

……

On the top of the Lingyun Pass, several figures soared into the sky and flew towards the camp of the Wuhun Palace, without any concealment, they went straight to the camp of the Wuhun Palace.

The ear-piercing siren sounded quickly from the Spirit Hall camp, Bibi Dong walked out of the tent and looked up to the sky, showing a sneer: "So what if there are a few fewer people!"

Her eyes flickered, and then her voice spread to all corners of the Wuhundian camp: "The whole army is ready to attack at any time!"

The speed of Zhao Xuan and the others was not that fast. On the way to the Wuhun Hall, his spiritual consciousness was also constantly scanning the surroundings, checking for the aura of other titled Douluo.

His eyes flickered. At the previous meeting of the Seven Sects, Ice Chi Douluo had concealed his aura. It might be a soul tool. Although the number is definitely not many, it has to be guarded against.

In the camp of the Wuhun Temple, figures soared into the sky, and the aura of each figure was as unfathomable as an unfathomable abyss, and each of them was a titled Douluo with extraordinary strength.

However, when any of them faced Zhao Xuan's gaze, they subconsciously avoided it, and they didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Xuan.

"Ah."

Zhao Xuan smiled lightly and didn't care, these past opponents were already existences that could be easily suppressed in his eyes, but this voice fell in the ears of Fifteen Jun Douluo and others, but it made them feel ashamed and annoyed. There seemed to be endless sarcasm in the chuckle, although Zhao Xuan's original intention was only to sigh slightly.

Zhao Xuan and the others were no match for them, so all their anger was vented on their opponents.

This made the titled Douluo of the Tiandou side slightly startled, thinking that there was some kind of ambush in the Wuhun Palace, until Zhao Xuan didn't warn them, they came back to their senses, frowned and looked at their opponents, this was epilepsy Not crazy.

However, no matter how surprised they were, they finally met together, and the roar continued to resound in mid-air.

Zhao Xuan and Bibi Dong also looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)