Douluo: I am an ice shooter, my ice power is invincible

Chapter 165 Tang San: Why is it you again!
Sensing that something big was about to happen in Tiandou City, Ning Fengzhi sent Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in advance.

Ning Rongrong is regarded as the future of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Ning Fengzhi does not want anything to happen to her. With the protection of Bone Douluo, he and Sword Douluo can stay in Tiandou City with peace of mind to fight against the Spirit Hall.

After Yu Xiaogang was rescued by Tang San, he did not go to Shrek Academy, but went directly to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Seeing the dejected Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu both felt something was wrong.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were red and there were tear stains on his cheeks that had not yet dried, as if he had experienced some unforgettable sorrow.

"Master, Third Brother, what's wrong with you? What happened? Where are the others?"

Tang San glanced at Yu Xiaogang beside him.

Yu Xiaogang has not yet recovered from the tragic deaths of Liu Erlong and Flanders, and his eyes are full of sadness.

If Liu Erlong and Flanders were mentioned again at this time, it would undoubtedly be like rubbing salt into his wounds.

"Teacher, you are tired too, why don't you go and have a rest first?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded weakly.

Afterwards, he was helped by a disciple of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to go to his room to rest.

After Yu Xiaogang left, Xiao Wu asked anxiously:

"Brother, what happened? Why is the master so sad? Could it be Erlong's mother?"

Xiao Wu had a bad feeling, but didn't dare to ask any further.

Tang San took a deep breath and said:
"A great battle broke out in the Tiandou Imperial Palace. The fake Crown Prince Xue Qinghe is actually Qian Renxue, the daughter of the former Spirit Hall Pope Qian Xunji. She has been lurking in the Tiandou Empire and planning this coup. The Spirit Hall has dispatched several Titled Douluo-level powerhouses and a large number of masters. We obviously underestimated their determination. We didn't expect it."

Tang San choked up for a moment, then continued:

"Teacher Liu Erlong and Dean Flanders were shot by Xiao Han during the battle and unfortunately died. We can't even take their bodies away."

After hearing this, Xiao Wu's tears instantly burst out and her body trembled uncontrollably.

She seemed to have expected this.

Liu Erlong's love for her was like a mother's love. Those warm memories flooded into her heart like a tide, making her heartbroken.

"Damn Xiao Han! It's you again!"

Xiao Wu gritted her teeth, angry and desperate.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were also filled with tears.

Although the relationship between her and Liu Erlong is not as strong as Xiao Wu's, the friendship between teacher and student is equally deep. At this moment, her heart is filled with unspeakable sadness.

Ning Rongrong suddenly thought of Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo.

"Third brother, then...what about my father and Grandpa Jian?"

"Rongrong, don't worry. Senior Sword Douluo is extremely powerful, and my uncle Tang Xiao and the two Titled Douluo elders of the Haotian Sect are also here. They will definitely protect your father. I took advantage of them to hold off the enemy and rescued the master."

Just as everyone was immersed in sadness and worry, suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air was heard.

Two figures cut through the sky like meteors and landed steadily in front of everyone.

It was Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"Dad! Grandpa Jian!"

Ning Rongrong cried out in surprise, and then tears started to fall again.

This time it was because of the joy of reunion.

She walked quickly forward and hugged Ning Fengzhi tightly, wanting to confirm whether he was really safe and sound.

Ning Fengzhi comforted him:

"Rongrong, it's okay. Thanks to the assistance of Sect Master Tang Xiao and the Haotian Sect, we were able to evacuate in time. However, the situation is still serious."

Ning Fengzhi looked a little tired, but there was a gleam of determination in his eyes.

"Where is the Master?"

"Dad, don't worry. The master is a little tired and is going to rest first."

Ning Fengzhi then nodded with relief.

He also knew that the loss of Liu Erlong and Flanders was a huge blow to Yu Xiaogang. Tang San looked into the distance, as if he had a bad premonition, and asked:

"Master Ning, where are my uncle and the others? They should be okay, right?"

Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo looked at each other and said:

"Xiao San, I have some unfortunate news for you. The seventh elder of your Haotian Sect also died at the hands of Xiao Han."

"what?!"

Sect Leader Ning's words fell on Tang San like a bolt from the blue.

Tang San's body shook violently, and he felt a suffocating pain in his heart.

His eyes turned red instantly and he felt angry.

Although the Seventh Elder had opinions about him and his father, upon learning that the Tiandou Empire was in trouble, he resolutely followed Tang Xiao down the mountain to fight against the Spirit Hall.

After all, he was a Titled Douluo. The death of the Seventh Elder was a big blow to the Haotian Sect.

"It's that damn Xiao Han again!"

Tang San roared, clenched his fists, and dug his nails deeply into his palms, but he seemed to feel no pain at all.

There was only endless anger and deep hatred towards Xiao Han in his heart.

"Xiao Han! Why? Why you again? How many people I cherish will you destroy before you stop?!"

Tang San's voice was hoarse and low, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying the weight of blood and tears.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chenxin couldn't help but sigh when they saw this.

They understood Tang San's pain.

But at this moment, there was nothing they could do except comfort.

"Xiao San, I am in deep sorrow. Don't let hatred blind your eyes. It should be the driving force for you to become stronger, not the shackles that drag you into the abyss."

Tang San slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with determination.

He silently swore in his heart that for the sake of his father, Teacher Erlong, Dean Flanders, Oscar, the Seventh Elder, and those who died because of Xiao Han, he must make Xiao Han pay with blood!
The Spirit Hall will eventually pay the price for everything they have done!
At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the sect gate.

Ning Fengzhi immediately became alert and dodged with Jian Douluo.

Tang San, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu followed closely behind.

"Don't panic, we are one of you."

Ning Fengzhi said this and strode forward.

The people who came were Tang Xiao, the four elders of Haotian Sect and the hundred elite disciples.

"Uncle!"

Tang San also hurried to meet him.

"Uncle, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I harmed the Seventh Elder. If I hadn't returned to the sect, you wouldn't have come down the mountain."

Tang Xiao held Tang San's shoulders and comforted him:

"Silly boy, what nonsense are you talking about? The death of the Seventh Elder has nothing to do with you. Even if you don't join the Haotian Sect, the Spirit Hall will still seize the Tiandou Empire as planned. We will still leave the mountains by then, otherwise we will starve to death in the mountains."

Ning Fengzhi said:
“Master Tang, I didn’t expect you to bring so many disciples down the mountain this time. Fortunately, they did not enter Tiandou City, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.”

"Yes. We underestimated the ambition of the Spirit Hall. They actually sent out several Title Douluo-level masters and thousands of experts. If these disciples also entered the city, I'm afraid it would be difficult for them to escape unscathed."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly.

"Master Tang, this is not the place to talk. Please follow me in."

"Yes, please."

After those people from Haotian Sect entered the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the sect gate was closed tightly.

Ning Feng ordered his men to step up their alert to prevent a sneak attack from the Spirit Hall.

(End of this chapter)