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

The sky above Shrek Academy is shrouded in a powerful aura, just like an isolation layer, which can make many people feel intimidated and leave independently.

But this does not include Ning Fengzhi.

He looked at Shrek. Although his expression was solemn, he still walked forward unhurriedly.

"It seems that the force sent by Wuhun Palace this time is not small! There is some trouble."

Even Sword Douluo also had a solemn look on his face: "It's indeed quite a big problem. There is an aura there that far surpasses mine. Maybe it's from the Hall of Elders, and it's ranked high."

Ning Fengzhi looked solemn and sighed: "Rescue as many people as possible. The strength of Wuhun Palace...is getting stronger."

The atmosphere in Shrek Academy was turbulent.

"The golden crocodile treads hard, the golden crocodile golden armor..."

"Big Sumeru Hammer, Big Sumeru Hammer, Big Sumeru Hammer..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo and Tang Hao fought again and again, leaving the entire Shrek Academy in a mess.

However, because Jin Crocodile controlled his strength slightly when he attacked, Tang Hao was still at a disadvantage, but he could still hold on to the stalemate.

From time to time, strips of yellow vines shaped like petals would stretch out, sweeping away villagers one after another.

On the other side, Ghost Douluo was not like that. He was as fast as a ghost. Tang Xiao was extremely frustrated when fighting with him. He couldn't keep up with the speed and couldn't make a move at all.

The key is that the ghost seems to be teasing him. The force of the attack is not worthy of his level 95 titled Douluo. Tang Xiao's face turned red with anger.

"You deserve to die if you hurt my nephew!"

Tang Xiao yelled, but still couldn't hit Ghost Douluo, so he started to attack even more crazily, not caring about the ordinary people in the village at all.

"The third soul skill, Ju Teng."

The empress's voice was more serious than ever at this moment, and orange vines spread in all directions, wrapping up each villager and sending them away.

The incredible goal of zero harm to innocent people was achieved.

After all, it is not a war at this time, and these villagers should not be involved. This is the idea of ​​Mu Zige, Ju Douluo, Qiu Sha and others, so...

Except for Tang San, Grandmaster, Flanders, Zhao Wuji and some teachers, everyone including Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu and others were sent out.

"Huh ha ha ha."

But Tang Hao laughed, he laughed wantonly, he laughed so wildly, he laughed so domineeringly, he laughed so hard that he shed tears.

"Martial Soul Hall! You are really always... Haha, you are all showing your false benevolence and righteousness. If you are really benevolent and righteous, why don't you let A Yin go, why don't you let my family go!"

"Big Sumeru Hammer! Chaos Cloak, the 38th hammer!"

"Ah."

Golden Crocodile Douluo also sneered, laughing at Tang Hao for being narrow-minded and only caring about his own personal grudges.

Tang Hao had killed the son of the great minister in their Elder Hall. Although he was heartbroken, he never spoke of such hatred.

He even suppressed himself from taking revenge, and even asked Bibi Dong to help him promote his glory, without depriving Haotian of his status as the top three sects...

If it weren't for Mu Zige's hard work, even the current scene of chasing Tang Hao wouldn't have happened.

It's not that the great worshiper doesn't care about this hatred, it's that he can only suppress it, suppress it to death, and eventually... either wait for it to explode, or die with the suppression.

"The bite power of the golden crocodile!"

The phantom of the Golden Crocodile King opened its bloody mouth and "grabbed" the Clear Sky Hammer with its huge bite force.

Golden Crocodile raised his eyes and looked at Tang Hao:

"Tang Hao, don't forget. Your Ah Yin is a soul beast, and all nine soul rings on your body are soul beasts!! Although it is not a natural thing for a soul master to hunt soul beasts, it is not the only thing. The rule is that you can kill in your family, but not in other families!!"

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, tensed his muscles, and pressed down hard with the hammer.

"Short-sighted people use the small righteousness of family to measure the great righteousness of my Spirit Hall. They are short-sighted."

The golden crocodile's spiritual power covered and then retracted, but the golden light in the sky enveloped the world in an instant. This was a punch that Golden Crocodile Douluo did not hold back.

Without those villagers and weaklings, Golden Crocodile Douluo could have no scruples. This punch...

After a moment of stalemate, Tang Hao's chaotic cloak was directly interrupted, and he was knocked into the ground, rolling up a tornado-like wave of dust and flying sand and rocks wildly swinging around.

"puff!"

Running towards the direction of the battle, the master who had just seen Tang San was knocked away by the dust wave, and a mouthful of blood poured out.

"Xiao Gang!!"

Flanders was able to react and quickly protected Yu Xiaogang, but even so, Flanders and others were still embarrassed by the air wave, and quickly retreated, not daring to get closer.

Zhao Wuji's throat rolled, and his face was horrified: "Is this... the strength of a titled Douluo?"

Outside Shrek, the villagers and others who were sent out ran far away, staring blankly at their village being destroyed by the dust and air waves, all with miserable expressions.

This is their root!

Many people even started crying directly.

However, some old people soon stood up to comfort us: "Baby, it's okay. The adults from Wuhun Palace will help us. You have forgotten that the last time there was a drought and the harvest was bad, it was Wuhun Palace who sent us Subsidies bring hope.”

"Yes, fine..."

"..."

These old people didn't know why there were suddenly such powerful soul masters fighting in the village, and they didn't know that among the people fighting there were people from Wuhun Palace.

But they just believe in Wuhun Palace.

With such prestige, it's no wonder that the major forces on the mainland are so afraid of Wuhun Palace.

But some younger people couldn't help but curl their lips. This happened many years ago.

Most of the teenagers in "Shrek" village have no favorable impressions of Wuhun Palace because they are influenced by the Shrek people.

Among the villagers, Xiao Wu looked around in panic. After seeing the familiar Ning Rongrong, he quickly grabbed her arm and said anxiously: "Rong Rong, have you seen the third brother?"

Ning Rongrong shook his head: "No, before Oscar and I could react, we were tied up with a vine and sent out. We don't know what happened. Didn't the third brother come out?"

Oscar also said: "Isn't the mistress here? I'll help you find it too..."

Xiao Wu cried and shook her head: "I've searched everywhere, but I can't find it anywhere. I, I'll go to the academy to have a look."

This frightened Ning Rongrong and Oscar, and they quickly stopped Xiao Wu.

Ning Rongrong said: "Although I don't understand the situation clearly, I definitely can't go to the academy. It's a battlefield for Titled Douluo and it's very dangerous."

"But Third Brother..." Xiao Wu's body was shaking violently, and her eyes were blurred with tears.

"I know where the mistress is?"

The sudden voice was like a life-saving straw, making Xiao Wu suddenly turn her head and look at Dai Mubai: "Where is third brother?"

"Where those titled Douluo were fighting, Mu Zige was also there."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Xiao Wu collapsed on the ground, his eyes dull.But as soon as the second half of the sentence fell into his ears, Xiao Wu whispered with hatred on his face: "Muzige..."

Xiao Wu's hatred for Mu Zige is now overflowing.

"Dai Mubai." Someone called Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai looked over and saw that it was Zhu Zhuqing.

She said: "Mu Zige... is in the academy, right? Is he... injured?"

Do you... care about him that much?

Dai Mubai lowered his eyebrows and clenched his fists secretly: "No, he knows some of those titled Douluo."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded his thanks and relaxed.

Then another gentle voice called the name "Ning Rongrong".

Ning Rongrong blinked...

who called me?

This voice is so familiar?

Damn it!Isn’t this dad? (Ahem, cross it out, little fairies don’t talk like this.)

Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of surprise.