Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao's Demon Seed Brother

Chapter 107

This guy actually did this kind of thing after they finished eating, it would be better to let them all go hungry.

"Xiao Daizi!" Elder Xuan lazily called out.

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

Elder Xuan continued, "This is the territory of your Xingluo Western Group Army. You can deal with it. I'll sleep for a while. Hey, I'm getting old and my muscles and bones are not good, but fortunately I ate well today."

Several people in the outer courtyard continued to vomit, and they were on the verge of 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, he couldn't act better than Ma Xiaotao. If such a danger came, wouldn't he have to bear more responsibility.

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 Yaoheng sent out his own signal to communicate with them.

A team of 30 people fell down, wearing jet black leather armor, with looming figures. 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 Western Group Army of the Star Luo Empire, they are only here to investigate, and if there is any change, the signal will be that the army will press down on the territory.

"Who are you, what is the purpose of approaching our army?"

Led by him, 30 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 light of the soul ring, the white tiger head pattern on their chests shone with faint white light, covering most of the breastplate, lifelike and majestic.

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

He stepped forward with a smile on his face, "Old Du, you don't know me anymore?"

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, made outstanding contributions, and also had the title of Viscount. Although he rarely went to the Duke's mansion, he also knew His Royal Highness, 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 to rest first. After all, it was getting late, and the vomiting just now was extremely embarrassing.

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

Old man Du is old and sophisticated, of course he understands 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 the White Tiger, but not the Emperor of Star Luo. He was talking about this personal guard, and all of them were generals of the Duke's Mansion.

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 is loyalty or strength, they are all first-class existences.

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

And Emperor Xingluo betrothed his younger sister to Duke Baihu for the sake of the emperor's mind and the way of check and balance.

Everyone rested for an hour before finally recovering. Although they were still a little uncomfortable, they could already restrain themselves.

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

The Star Luo Empire is located in the southeast, the land area of ​​the four great empires is only the Sun Moon Empire, and the overall strength is also the same.

The Western Army Group is the strongest, stationed in the Mingdou Mountains, with a total strength of 50.

When they were led by Du Siheng, the personal guard of the white tiger, they were unimpeded, and the whole barracks was full of killing spirit, and they could see each other's training process.

Military discipline is strict and murderous.

Dai Yaoheng said proudly, "The Western Group Army is the most elite army in the empire, and our Central Army Corps, with 10 people, is the elite of the elite."

His pride is not unreasonable, because the White Tiger Duke, as the Grand Marshal of the Empire, leads the strongest Western Army, and personally controls the Central Army of the Army.

The Central Army Corps in Xiji has a fighting power of 10 people. It is said that it can be compared with the combined fighting power of other armies. The fighting power is so strong that it can be called terrifying.

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

The man is exercising in the morning.

A head of blond hair fluttering in the middle, bare-chested, revealing a body of strong muscles, nearly two meters tall, with a handsome and resolute face.

The movements are slow but smooth, every step and punch is accompanied by the sound of an explosion, and the whole body is extremely vigorous.

As if sensing their arrival, he slowly closed his fists and stood up, taking a long breath.

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

Du Siheng bowed and said, "Marshal, Eldest Young Master, Third Young Master and Shrek have arrived."

The two-meter man turned around and was able to see the whole picture. He looked only in his 30s, with handsome features, shining blue eyes and sharp brows, with a faint sword aura flying across his face.

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

Dai Yaoheng and Huo Dongjun stepped forward quickly, and said respectfully together, "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.

Elder Xuan did not enter the barracks, so Wang Yan was the representative.

He spoke politely to Dai Hao.

Dai Hao smiled, "Welcome to the teachers of Shrek Academy and all the outstanding students."

"I have seen the Duke."

The others saluted one by one.

Duke Baihu invited everyone to enter the account, but Wang Yan politely refused because of the mission, "Your Excellency, you are welcome, you have a lot of work to do, so I won't bother you."

At this moment, there was a sound of horse treading, and a black-haired boy galloped straight into the middle of the barracks. The other white tiger guards saw who was coming, and suddenly smiled on their faces.

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

The young man sitting on it had a gentle and unrestrained temperament, wearing a white tiger pattern light armor, with a cheerful smile on his face, and a pair of 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.

(End of this chapter)