Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

Outside the small village where the Haotian Sect was serving as a cover, a large group of people arrived.

Quietly, silently.

It was the team from Wuhun Palace.

Bibi Dong, who was no longer wearing a luxurious dress, but was wearing casual clothes that were convenient for movement, waved her hand and said: "Second worshipers, Elder Wang and Elder Qiu, follow me to the Haotian Sect. Elder Gui and everyone else, stay put. Wait for the signal and go up the mountain.”

"Yes."

With a chorus of "yes", Bibi Dong and others disappeared on the spot, ran forward, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

Without attracting the attention of any villagers at the foot of the mountain, he walked up the steep mountain wall without any hindrance, stepping on the mountain wall.

The next second, they were already approaching the top of the mountain.

Regard dangerous and difficult-to-climb mountains as nothing.

……

On the main mountain top of the Haotian Sect, in front of the chain connecting the entrance and exit of the Haotian Sect, two people stood and looked into the distance. For ordinary people, it was impossible to cross the mountain. It was obvious at a glance that it was dangerous and the distance was terrifying.

One of these two people was slovenly and slovenly, exuding an aura of decadence. His beard covered his cheeks, his hair was messy and disheveled, and he was missing an arm and a leg.

The man behind him was luxuriously dressed and tall, and he always exuded a sense of edge when standing there.

Compared to the person in front of him.

This person is undoubtedly much more imposing.

The man behind the sloppy man, Tang Xiao, the leader of the Haotian Sect, said in a trembling voice: "Brother Hao, you have changed so much that I can't believe it. You are even more decadent now than when Ah Yin died. . You really need to change, not just talk about it."

"Well, I see."

Tang Hao, a slovenly middle-aged man, nodded gently, his voice without any fluctuation.

He knew that if he returned to the Killing City this time, he would just be humiliated, even though he could see Tang San again.

But now he was grateful to see Tang San.

"Brother, I'll go first."

Tang Hao looked at the iron rope in front of him, jumped slightly, stood firmly on the iron rope, and then jumped forward, but stopped before he could travel very far.

Tang Xiao, who was behind him, also looked solemn for a moment. With a slight jump, he stood in front of Tang Hao, with his feet firmly stuck to the iron rope.

Several people appeared on the other mountaintop connected by the iron cable, which was also the entrance to the Haotian Sect.

It's everyone from Wuhun Palace.

Naturally, they could also see Tang Hao and Tang Xiao on the top of another mountain.

Wang Mo's eyes instantly turned blood red, and his body disappeared on the spot. The ground where he was originally standing was cracked in the earth and rocks.

Bibi Dong said: "Elder Wang's hatred for Tang Hao is really not small."

Wang Mo appeared in front of Tang Xiao with a strong momentum and thin hair, and the chains under his feet were shaking.

The blood-red sickle, like a huge blade of death, cuts through the space, slashing out with a blood-red glow.

Tang Xiao's expression changed, looking dignified and frightened. He swung the Clear Sky Hammer and collided with Wang Mo's Blood Demon Scythe. A terrifying wave of air surged, and the chain under his feet broke directly.

Wang Mo grabbed the broken chain directly and ran and fought with Tang Xiao between the mountain walls.

"sieve!"

Wang Mo's Blood Demon Scythe was dodged by Tang Xiao and plunged deeply into the mountain wall.

His right palm slid slightly closer to the scythe head. The long scythe handle was slightly raised and placed horizontally in front of him, blocking Tang Xiao's subsequent Clear Sky Hammer.

The free left hand holding the iron rope suddenly exerted force, threw the iron rope out, entangled Tang Xiao's Clear Sky Hammer, and pulled it apart with force.

The Blood Demon Scythe was then pulled out and chopped down.

His left hand still pulled hard on the iron rope, wrapping it around the Clear Sky Hammer. As his soul power surged, he followed the iron rope to prevent the Clear Sky Hammer from being taken back by Tang Xiao.

But when it comes to strength, Tang Xiao is stronger.

Tang Xiao stepped hard on the mountain wall, splashing earth and rocks. The soles of his feet no longer adhered to the earth and rocks, and fell directly down the cliff to avoid the attack.

Tang Hao, who was behind Tang Xiao, had already been hit by the air wave and fell back.

Now he is no longer a Titled Douluo with title strength. He has no ability to intervene in the battle between Wang Mo and Tang Xiao.

Trying his best, Tang Hao did not fall off the cliff, returned to the previous hilltop, and fell to the ground.

"Who!! How dare you act so recklessly in my Haotian Sect's hidden place!!"

The ripples of the fight between Wang Mo and Tang Xiao could be felt throughout the Haotian Sect's gate, attracting the attention of many people in the Haotian Sect.

A voice that sounded old but full of energy seemed to reverberate throughout the world. However, when the owner of the voice, the Seventh Elder, and the other elders of the Haotian Sect came to the top of the mountain, they were stunned.

Tang Xiao and Wang Mo were fighting, and Tang Hao chose to ignore them.

In the view of the seventh elder, the sect master is not in danger for the moment, and the more dangerous ones are others except Wang Mo.

Looking at the people on the top of another mountain, the Seventh Elder looked at each other with the other elders, their eyes full of solemnity, and said loudly: "I don't know what the reason for the Pope and others from Wuhun Palace coming to our Haotian Sect is. There was also a conflict with the leader of our sect. I remember that Tang Chen had made an agreement with the Wuhun Palace that no one from the Wuhun Palace would ever set foot on the Haotian Sect. His Majesty the Pope has already broken his promise."

Tang Xiao let go of his feet and fell down the cliff.

It's not that he wants to die, but that after separation, he can stand on the mountain wall again at any time.

After just falling down and dodging Wang Mo's attack, Tang Xiao's expression changed drastically.

His current posture is too weak and inevitable. It is a big flaw.

Although it only took a moment to step on the mountain wall again, Wang Mo would never give him this moment of opportunity.

Sure enough, the corners of Wang Mo's lips raised slightly.

The Blood Demon Scythe in his hand was slightly raised. Hearing the seventh elder's words, his smile seemed to turn disdainful.

Blood Moon Scythe!

The bloody moon rose and merged into the Blood Demon Scythe, and a terrifying bloody brilliance appeared.

The expressions of the elders of the Haotian Sect changed, and the second elder disappeared directly.

Tang Xiao had no time to step on the mountain wall again and was hit by the bloody light. His panic defense seemed insignificant.

A ferocious gash opened in his body, and Tang Xiao's body fell straight down the cliff.

Wang Mo took advantage of the victory to pursue, but his target was not Tang Xiao, but Tang Hao on the mountain.

As for Tang Xiao, although he got a chance to breathe, his eyes were filled with tears. As soon as his feet stepped on the mountain wall, he ran up crazily, and the bloody scars were stopped bleeding.

The second elder who appeared next to Tang Xiao frowned slightly and stopped moving.

First, because his senses towards Tang Hao were just like that, and he mostly had a bad feeling.

Especially after seeing Tang Hao's decadent look when he came back, he became even more angry.

The second is because his strength is much weaker than that of the sect leader Tang Xiao.

If Tang Xiao could catch up, there would be no need for him as the second elder.

If he can't catch up, he, the second elder who is not as good as the sect leader, will definitely not be able to catch up, so forget it.

The third reason is that the second elder believed that it was too late to save Tang Hao.