Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao’s demon brother

This guy actually did this kind of thing after they finished eating. It would be better for them to starve.

"Xiao Daizi!" Mr. Xuan shouted lazily.

Dai Yueheng's face twitched, but he still said honestly and respectfully, "Mr. Xuan."

Mr. Xuan continued, "This is the territory of your Xingluo Western Group Army. You go and deal with it. I'll take a nap first. Hey, I'm old and my muscles and bones are not good, but luckily I ate well today."

Several people in the outer courtyard continued to vomit and were close to collapse.

Even Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yueheng, who had the highest cultivation level in the inner courtyard, looked extremely ugly and were holding back the gastric juices surging in their bodies.

Huo Dongjun also acted very uncomfortable, which at least would make others less afraid of him.

After all, you can't be stronger than Ma Xiaotao. If danger comes, you will have to shoulder more responsibilities.

It didn't take long, and lights and shadows flew towards them in the distant sky. They were well-equipped and all of them were elites.

Dai Yueheng sent his own signal to communicate with them.

A team of thirty people fell down, wearing jet black leather armor, their figures looming. The flying soul guide equipment behind them was of the same level as what He Caitou wore.

They formed a circle, led by an old man with a stern face.

This place is too close to the Star Luo Empire's Western Group Army. They are just here to investigate. If there is any abnormal movement, the army will press on the border as soon as the signal is sent.

"Who are you, and what is your purpose in approaching our army?"

Led by him, thirty people all released their martial souls, and the gorgeous soul rings illuminated the large open space, which was so majestic.

The leader, the old man, is a Soul Sage, there are six Soul Kings, and the rest are all Soul Sects.

Under the illumination of the soul rings, the white tiger head patterns on their chests shimmered with faint white light, covering most of the breastplates, lifelike and looking fierce and majestic.

Huo Dongjun didn't recognize the old man in front of him, but of course Dai Yaobin did.

He took a step forward with a smile on his face and said, "Mr. Du, don't you recognize me?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face, "His Royal Highness!"

He followed the White Tiger Duke all the way to the north and south, and made outstanding achievements. He also had the title of viscount. Although he rarely went to the Duke's palace, he also knew the eldest son of the White Tiger Duke.

The two were talking.

Others began to look at Dai Yueheng differently.

Dai Yueheng arranged for everyone to go down and rest first. After all, it was getting late and the people who had just vomited were particularly embarrassed.

He then patted Huo Dongjun on the shoulder, smiled at Mr. Du and said, "This is my third brother."

Old Man Du was an old man, so of course he understood the meaning, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, Third Young Master."

"Hello, Mr. Du."

Mr. Du continued, "The Fourth Highness is in the White Tiger Camp. He will be very excited to hear the news about you."

"We haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm a little excited." Huo Dongjun smiled slightly.

After Du Lao's introduction, Huo Dongjun had some expectations for Yuhao's performance during this period. After all, he had a unique feeling for this younger brother.

Dai Guyuan had introduced the White Tiger Guards a few years ago. He had also seen this guard team at the Duke's Palace, so he naturally knew something about it.

They are the most elite troops under the White Tiger Duke, and they only obey the White Tiger Duke.

The Prime Minister of the Star Luo Empire once said that the White Tiger Army only knew the Duke of White Tiger, but not the Emperor of Star Luo. He was talking about this personal guard team. All of them were generals of the Duke's Palace.

The White Tiger Bodyguard is the lowest soul leader, each one is equipped with various soul tools, and all three generations of the family must serve in the Duke's Palace.

Whether it's loyalty or strength, they are all top-notch.

As the Supreme Marshal of the Empire, the Guards are always at his side, so he is naturally powerful.

And Emperor Xingluo betrothed his sister to Duke White Tiger for the sake of the emperor's mind and the way of checks and balances.

After everyone rested for an hour, they finally recovered. Although they were still a little uncomfortable, they were able to control themselves.

They rushed to the Mingdou Mountains, where the Western Army was stationed.

The Star Luo Empire is located in the southeast. Among the four major empires in China, the Sun and Moon Empire is the only one in terms of land area and overall strength.

The Western Group Army is the strongest, stationed in the Mingdou Mountains, with a total strength of up to 500,000.

When they were led by White Tiger's personal guard Du Siheng, they were able to see each other's training process without any obstruction. The entire military camp was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Military discipline is strict and murderous.

Dai Yueheng said proudly, "The Western Army is the most elite force in the empire, and our Central Army, with 100,000 people, is the elite among the elite."

His pride was not unreasonable, because as the Grand Marshal of the Empire, the White Tiger Duke commanded the strongest Western Army and personally took charge of the Central Army of the Army.

Xiji's Central Army has a combat strength of 100,000. It is said that it can be compared with the combined combat strength of other armies. Its combat strength is terrifying.

Passing through large areas of cooked cowhide tents, everyone finally saw the White Tiger Duke under the leadership of Du Siheng.

The man was doing morning exercises.

He has blond hair flowing in the middle, and is bare-chested, showing off his strong muscles. He is nearly two meters tall and has a handsome and resolute face.

The movements are slow but smooth. Every step and punch is accompanied by the sound of Qi explosion, and the Qi and blood in the whole body are extremely powerful.

As if sensing their arrival, he slowly put back his fists and stood up, taking a deep breath.

In an instant, a strong wind blew hundreds of meters around the cowhide tent, and the wind roared like a tiger, making everyone feel the hair on their backs stand on end.

Du Siheng bowed and said, "Marshal, the eldest son, the third son and Shrek have arrived."

The two-meter-old man turned around and was able to see his whole face. His appearance looked like he was only in his thirties, with handsome features, shining blue eyes, and sword-like brows, with a hint of sword aura flying across the sky.

When others looked at each other, they seemed to be struck by the sword energy.

Dai Yueheng and Huo Dongjun quickly took a few steps forward and said respectfully, "Father."

The tall man in front of him was none other than Dai Hao, the Grand Marshal of the Star Luo Empire, a hereditary Grand Duke, and his status was second only to the current emperor.

After Wuhun awakened, Huo Dongjun had seen him several times during the five years in the Duke's Mansion.

Dai Hao nodded, and the two of them returned to the crowd of Shrek Academy.

Mr. Xuan did not enter the military camp, so Wang Yan was the representative.

He spoke politely to Dai Hao.

Dai Hao smiled and said, "Welcome the teachers of Shrek Academy and all the top students."

"I have met the Duke."

The others bowed one by one.

Duke White Tiger invited everyone to come into the tent, but Wang Yan declined politely because of his mission, "Your Majesty, there is no need to be polite. You have many things to do, so I won't disturb you."

At this moment, there was the sound of horses trampling, and a black-haired young man galloped straight into the center of the military camp. When the other White Tiger guards saw who it was, a sudden smile appeared on their faces.

The white horse has a steady pace and a tall and strong figure.

The young man sitting on it has a gentle and unrestrained temperament, wearing a white tiger-patterned light armor, with a cheerful smile on his face and extremely bright eyes.

He reined up his horse, turned over and dismounted, his movements were graceful and joyful.

He stood at attention outside the military camp and waited patiently for the generalissimo to finish talking to others.