Douluo: I, start as a Celestial Dragon

Chapter 205 How cruel is the devil?

Among the upper three sects and the lower four sects, the Haotian Sect is undoubtedly the strongest.

Although the Haotian Sect at its peak was still far behind Wuhun Palace, it was no worse than Poseidon Island.

Although several elders have successfully broken through to Titled Douluo in recent years, the old sect leader Tang Chen disappeared, Tang Hao was cut into a stick, and the four major single-attribute families parted ways with them. All these factors combined have made the current Haotian Sect still It cannot be compared to the peak period.

In this state, what can Haotian Sect do to resist the Tianlong people?

"The visitor is not good!"

Tang Long looked worried, then turned around and picked up a shovel, pretending to go to the field at the entrance of the village to turn up the soil.

As the chief disciple of the third generation of Haotian Sect, Tang Long believed that he had the responsibility to deal with the coming Tianlong people.

Tang Tian and Tang Yu had already turned back towards the sect.

The Titan chariot came slowly, not in a hurry, and the wheels rolled against the ground, making a creaking sound.

Tang Chen disappeared 30 years ago, so when Tang Long first saw Tang Chen lying on the ground pulling a cart, he did not recognize the identity of the old sect leader.

I just felt that this old man looked kind-hearted and made him feel a little close to him, that's all.

At this time, the Titan chariot had already arrived at the entrance of the village.

Snapped!

The iron whip hit Juhuaguan and Tang Chen, making a crisp sound.

Ah Yin shouted, and the Titan chariot stopped.

Ah Yin: "Little brother, is the Haotian Sect ahead?"

Tang Long's heart trembled, and he secretly thought that these people were indeed coming towards Haotian Sect.

"Haotian Sect? Never heard of it!"

Tang Long scratched his head honestly: "We are the only village within a radius of dozens of miles, and the Haotian Sect is not here."

Beside the carriage, Milo whispered: "Master, I have sensed several powerful auras, deep in the mountains... It should be the titled Douluo of the Haotian Sect."

Moro's voice came out: "Don't worry, let's take a rest in this village for a while... The villagers in this village are all disciples of the Haotian Sect. We just caught them for a while."

After finishing the trip to the Killing City, the role play progress of the Tianlong people has reached 48%. It should not be difficult to reach 50% for this trip to Haotian Sect.

What Moro needs to do now is to increase the progress as much as possible.

Milo said solemnly: "My master wants to go to the village to rest, so he should tidy up the best yard immediately."

Tang Long's expression froze: "My lords, there are only a dozen families in our village, and their lives are extremely poor. Moreover, every family is a blacksmith and has a low status... The smell of charcoal burning in the house is pungent, I'm afraid you lords will I can’t get used to it.”

This was said beautifully, and the rejection was said tactfully. If someone passed by and wanted to stay overnight, they might not stop after hearing what Tang Long said.

Unfortunately, his words had no effect this time.

Ah Yin waved the iron whip again, and the wheels of the Titan chariot turned and drove towards the village.

When Tang Long saw this, he subconsciously took a step forward, trying to stop the Titan chariot.

Upon seeing this, Ah Yin's expression changed: "No...!"

boom!

A golden light flashed, and Tang Long, who had just approached, suddenly exploded all over his body and was directly blasted into a ball of blood mist.

Beside the carriage, Dismask slowly lowered his fist and said with an evil smile: "You dare to stop my master's car? You simply don't know how to live or die."

Tang Long, the third generation chief disciple of Haotian Sect, died.

At this time, people in the village had gathered together, more than twenty people from more than a dozen families.

These people are basically the third generation disciples of Haotian Sect, and most of them are around 30 years old.

Seeing that Tang Long was instantly killed in one blow without even leaving a body behind, the expressions of these people changed drastically.

"Damn it, fight them!"

"Stop them!"

There were angry shouts, and some people couldn't help but reveal their soul rings.

But before they could take action, a terrifying pressure had already enveloped them.

boom!

Under the pressure, the Haotian Sect disciples felt like an invisible big hand was pressing down, and they knelt on the ground involuntarily.

The door of the carriage opened, and Zhu Zhuyun jumped down, looking at the people in front of him arrogantly.

"Let me introduce myself...I am the slave girl of Lord Moro Sheng, a noble of the world. My name is Zhu Zhuyun!"

Zhu Zhuyun said: "My master now needs a guide to take us into Haotian Sect... I wonder who among you is willing? Don't tell me that you don't know where Haotian Sect is, I know that this is the outpost of Haotian Sect. "

Lead the way into Haotian Sect?

A group of Haotian Sect disciples glared at Zhu Zhuyun.

I have to say that the disciples of Haotian Sect still have some backbone.

"Bah, don't even think about it!"

"Kill us if you dare."

Hearing these words, Zhu Zhuyun was not angry.

The more courageous you are, the more interesting this game is to play, this is what the master often says.

Zhu Zhuyun took a step forward, suddenly grabbed one of them's head with both hands, and twisted it hard.

Click!

The sound of bones exploding sounded, and the man's neck had been turned around.

Such cruel methods made everyone take a breath.

"Don't refuse in a hurry... Have you seen that beast pulling the cart? It's the old one!"

Zhu Zhuyun licked the corner of his mouth: "He is your ancestor, Tang Chen! Even Tang Chen of your Haotian Sect pulls the cart for my master like a dog. What's the point of just asking you to lead the way? Not only do you not Instead of resisting, you should feel honored."

"Little brother, am I right?"

As he spoke, Zhu Zhuyun placed his hand on the head of a thirteen or fourteen year old boy again.

Tang Chen?Ancestor?

After hearing this name, everyone showed disbelief, and their eyes were focused on Tang Chen.

At this time, Tang Chen was lying on the ground, relying on his hands and right foot to stabilize his body.

His eyes were dull, his mouth was drooling, and he looked like a zombie, just like the Juhuaguan next to him.

"Is that really the old sect leader?"

"I don't know, I've never seen the old sect leader."

"I heard that the old sect master disappeared 30 years ago...I was only two years old at that time."

"Impossible, don't listen to her nonsense. The old sect master is a level 99 peerless Douluo. Who is his opponent in this world?"

Zhu Zhuyun smiled slightly and exerted force on his palm, strangling the young man in front of him to death.

Then, with a casual flick, the young man's body was thrown in front of Tang Chen.

"Old dog, it's time to eat!"

"Roar!"

Brutal and bloody scenes appeared.

These disciples of the Haotian Sect may not be afraid of death, but when they watch their fellow humans being eaten, they can't help but feel endless fear in their hearts.

"You devil, you must die!"

"No, I...I am willing to lead the way!"

"Damn it, are you crazy? Whoever dares to lead the way is a traitor to the Haotian Sect!"

"It's better to be a traitor than to be eaten. I'm willing to do that too."

(End of this chapter)