Douluo: Me! Huo Yuhao, Holy Son of Wuhun Palace

Tiandou City, south area

Clan of Strength, main hall.

Tai Tan was currently hosting a banquet in the hall to entertain distinguished guests.

We brothers haven't seen each other for many years, so let's do this as a token of respect. Niu Gao, the leader of the Yuzhi clan, raised his glass.

Yang Wudi and Bai He raised their glasses and drank together.

Today you guys will stay in my mansion first, and we'll get drunk before resting! Tai Tan looked at the reunited old friends around him and raised his glass with a smile.

…

At the same time, outside the mansion.

A carriage drove up the street and stopped in front of the mansion.

Huo Yuhao got out of the carriage wrapped in a loose black robe and looked up at the tall mansion in front of him.

The mansion has high walls on all sides, and a large word strength is written on the plaque above the door.

There were four guards standing in front of the gate. They were tall, muscular, and faintly exuding soul power. It was obvious that they were all soul masters.

Is this right here?

Huo Yuhao was just about to step forward to enter the mansion when he was suddenly stopped by the guards.

Your Excellency, please stop, outsiders are not welcome here. The guard's soul power fluctuated from his body, and his tone was extremely unkind.

Is this how you treat guests? Huo Yuhao asked calmly.

Anyone without an invitation from the clan leader will not be allowed in, otherwise we will not be blamed for being rude. The guard at the door geared up and bared his teeth in a threat.

Huo Yuhao snorted coldly, and with just one step, the floor tiles cracked under his feet, and a terrifying torrent of soul power suddenly burst out from his body.

The four guards at the scene were immediately put under great pressure, their faces instantly turned pale, and they were forced to release their martial souls and soul rings.

Behind them, the powerful gorilla martial soul appeared, and three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared under their feet.

Three Ring Soul Lord!

Huo Yuhao walked in front of them and raised his hand to hold the door. The hurricane pushed it open with an uproar, and the huge wind suddenly swept through the entire mansion, flying flowers and falling leaves.

The force clan members in the vestibule raised their heads one after another, and their eyes immediately noticed the mysterious man in black robe who broke in through the gate.

Stop, outsiders are not welcome here! A black-haired gorilla appeared behind the burly man who spoke, with red eyes and six soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black, appearing at his feet.

Sixth Ring Soul Emperor!

The burly man stared at the uninvited guest outside the door.

The disciples of the sect quickly gathered behind him, offering their martial souls and displaying their soul rings, dazzlingly.

Huo Yuhao suddenly raised his head and glanced at everyone present with his cold gaze.

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In the main hall.

Tai Tan, who was pushing cups and changing cups, was keenly aware of the movements in the outside world, and his eyes suddenly froze.

How dare someone come to his mansion to cause trouble?

Yang Wudi, Bai He and others also noticed something strange and looked up at Tai Tan.

Uninvited guests, come with bad intentions!

Tai Tan stood up from his seat with a gloomy expression, his body exuding a heavy aura of soul power.

I want to see who is so bold as to disturb my reunion with my brothers.

Old orangutan, please be patient and sit down first. How can I ask you to do this? Yang Wudi stood up from his seat calmly and moved his arms.

I eat and drink for free here, and I happen to be here today to exercise my muscles.

As he spoke, Yang Wudi's body exuded a trace of evil spirit, he stretched his muscles and arms, and walked out of the hall.

Although I am still old, I can still fight. Bai He stood up calmly.

Hey, how can you be without me? Niu Gao stood up and said.

Stop! You are here as a guest. Is there any reason for you to take action? Sit down! Tai Tan pressed his hands down to signal the brothers present to calm down.

Old gorilla, stop farting here. Yang Wudi walked outside without even shaking his head.

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At the same time, the front courtyard of the mansion.

Yang Wudi took the lead, followed by Bai He, Niu Gao, and Tai Tan, as well as the younger generation of the family.

As soon as they left the main hall, Huo Yuhao knocked down the last person standing and threw him away.

Huo Yuhao raised his head and his eyes fell on the four figures of old men standing on the steps in front of the main hall.

The leader was a stout old man with a tall build, rough black hair hanging down his back, a rosy complexion, and a rebellious look.

Next to him stood an old man dressed in white, with a body shape like a thin bamboo pole, long pale hair falling behind him, and an indifferent expression.

A generous and honest old man with an extremely strong physique, but half shorter than the other three.

The last man was tall and burly, with short silver-white hair standing upright like steel needles. A large string of beads hung around his neck, with the word force engraved on them. He folded his hands and looked at the scene with disdain.

Is he a Titan?

Huo Yuhao guessed his identity based on the large beads around his neck.

So--

Huo Yuhao's eyes moved sideways and finally landed on the skinny old man with a white beard.

White clothes, thin bamboo pole.

Are you Bai He?

It is true that there is no place to look for after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Bai He in front of the hall was suddenly glanced at by the mysterious man in black robes for no reason. He couldn't help but feel frightened and immediately alerted himself to defense.

Your Excellency broke into my mansion for no reason and injured a member of my clan. Are you planning to become an enemy of our clan? Tai Tan crossed his arms and spoke in a sinister tone.

This is considering that the disciples of the sect were only injured and not life-threatening.

If the other party dared to come and kill someone, he wouldn't talk nonsense to him here and would have killed him long ago.

They bumped into it themselves. Huo Yuhao explained.

He was prepared to exchange for equal value and did not intend to go on a killing spree.

What nonsense are you talking to him about? First break his leg bones and make him kneel down to apologize!

Yang Wudi waved his arm, and the dark red soul power burst out from his body, converging into a dark red evil spirit spear in his palm, and round after round of soul rings appeared under his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black

The ten-thousand-year soul ring was as black as ink, and Yang Wudi's body was filled with terrifying murderous aura, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

Eight Rings Soul Douluo!

Stop talking nonsense and take a shot from me! Yang Wudi held the soul-breaking gun, and behind him was exuding a dark red aura of soul power. His long black hair was moving in the wind, and his tone was as cold as the King of Hell demanding his life.

Huo Yuhao's face suddenly turned cold under his hood.

They're all reckless people who just do it without asking why they're here, right? Satisfy you!

A gray cloud suddenly appeared in his body, and his figure was a little hazy.

In front of the lobby.

Titan and others were watching at this time.

Is this a dark attribute or a haze martial spirit?

Come on! Yang Wudi rushed towards Huo Yuhao with a soul-breaking gun in his hand. The tip of the gun flashed with cold light, and he went straight to assassinate Huo Yuhao in front of him.

You are looking for death, don't blame me for being merciless!

Huo Yuhao raised his right palm and raised the bone claw, and faced it with a claw, and the void was torn apart by the sharp claw marks.

In an instant, the tiger's claws collided head-on with the incoming soul-breaking gun. The friction spattered sparks. The two majestic soul powers of gray and scarlet collided, and a sudden burst of wind and turbulence swept the entire place.

If you have the ability to subdue me, I can kneel down and listen to you.

Yang Wudi grinned, dragged the tip of the gun to rub the ground to create sparks, and then fired out the second and third shots.

Huo Yuhao collided with it head-on with 100% acceptance, and the collision and friction produced sparks.

The second and third soul rings on Yang Wudi opened one after another, increasing the power of the soul-breaking gun. It was like stabbing four shots in a row like a violent storm. The power of the gun increased layer by layer, and each shot was more terrifying than the last.

Huo Yuhao chose to avoid its sharp edge and used ghost shadow to avoid it.

Yang Wudi jumped up, holding the soul-breaking gun high above his head, and the seventh soul ring on his body suddenly lit up.

[Martial Soul True Body·Soul-Breaking Gun]

Rat, how dare you take a shot from me?!

A bloody soul-breaking gun appeared behind him, wrapped in dark red soul power, accumulating terrifying divine power.

Come fight! Yang Wudi held the soul-breaking gun and casually moved the bloody shadow behind him.

The soul-breaking gun descended from the sky and penetrated the earth with one blow——