Douluo: A Yin, the weapon spirit, master of both bow and sword

"You..." Emperor Xueye's eyes widened in horror, his breathing became rapid, and he asked intermittently, "Who...who are you?!"

Having come this far, Emperor Xueye was no ordinary man, and naturally understood the meaning behind Xue Qinghe's words.

"I've been infiltrating your Heavenly Dou royal family for nearly a decade, first killing your third son, then your second son, and finally my eldest son. Not long ago, your fourth son, Xue Beng, also died. In the end, you are now completely alone."

Xue Qinghe spoke calmly, but every piece of information he revealed was explosive.

This not only shows that the person dressed as Xue Qinghe is the culprit who killed his four sons, but also that the emperor of the Tiandou Empire trusts this outsider completely, and in the end, he even gives him all the military and political power.

"Spirit Hall! You're from Spirit Hall! Aren't you?!" Emperor Xueye shouted hoarsely, his breathing becoming weak.

This shout seemed to have used up the last bit of strength in his body.

"Don't waste your energy. The Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace and its defenses have been replaced by my people, and you are about to become the last emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire, the last ruler of the country."

Xue Qinghe smiled gently: "I will take good care of your Heavenly Dou Empire, so you can go in peace."

Emperor Xueye coughed violently, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were bloodshot, and he even exuded a murderous aura befitting an emperor.

"Even if your Spirit Hall has connections to the heavens and today you are trying to seize the imperial power of my Heaven Dou Empire, Ye Ping'an is someone you never expected. Just wait, Sect Master Ning and Sect Master Ye will destroy you for my Heaven Dou Empire!" Emperor Xue Ye let out his final roar, his breath gradually weakening.

"I forgot to tell you, Ye Ping'an is Ye Tianxing." Xue Qinghe said gently. Emperor Xue Ye's pupils contracted, and then his head tilted to the side, and he was completely lifeless.

The emperor, filled with endless regret and anger, as well as the sorrow of being the last emperor, finally passed away in the Tiandou Imperial Palace.

The Heavenly Dou Empire has changed hands.

……

"Quick! The Power Clan is just ahead!"

"Grandpa! Wait for me! Tyrone has brought back reinforcements from Yemen!"

Tyrone ran and shouted, eagerly wanting to reach the Power Clan as soon as possible.

However, the scene before him deeply shocked him, as well as Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, and the Ye Clan members who came to his aid.

On the signboard of the Power Clan, the head of a Titan was prominently displayed. His headless corpse stood at the gate of the Power Clan, with his arms outstretched.

Titan was like a god of war, fighting to the last moment of his life for the race of power.

"We're still too late." Niu Gao sighed deeply. His old comrades had died in battle, and they had arrived too late. He couldn't help but feel deeply guilty.

"Damn it!" Yang Wudi roared to the sky, holding the Soul-Breaking Spear.

Yang Wudi led the way through the ruins of the Power Clan, where he saw only the corpses of Power Clan members. As for the black-clad men who had attacked, they had taken away all the bodies of their companions, leaving no trace of evidence.

"Grandpa!" Tailong was struck dumb, his knees buckled, and he wept bitterly over the bodies of his grandfather and his clansmen, his hands pounding the ground weakly.

"Talon, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences." Niu Gao stepped forward, took Titan's head, and pieced the head back together with the body.

"Old Goat, what's the situation inside?" Niu Gao looked at Yang Wudi as he emerged from the ruins, and saw that he was holding a head in his hand.

Not long ago…

Ghost Leopard Douluo moved like lightning, his entire body resembling a black line. After personally severing Titan's head, he hung it on the plaque of the Power Clan.

The disciples of the Spirit Hall returned one after another. They were still dressed in black, but in reality, their bodies were covered in blood, which was not noticeable under normal circumstances because of their black clothes.

"Elder Ghost Leopard, all 287 members of the Power Clan have been slaughtered, not a single one survived." Ghost Leopard Douluo nodded slightly. He clenched his right fist and then punched the magnificent building behind him. All the buildings of the Power Clan, as well as the corpses on the ground, exploded.

"With jade-like anus".

"Let me go! Where am I? Where am I?!"

Yu Xiaogang was forcibly taken to the Power Clan by two men in black. The air was thick with the stench of blood, and every disciple of the Spirit Hall was bloodthirsty, creating an extremely tense atmosphere.

Ghost Leopard Douluo personally stepped forward to remove the blindfold from Yu Xiaogang's eyes, and he was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze kept overlapping and then gradually merging back together. Finally, looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood before him, he became much calmer.

Having witnessed the Spirit Hall's destruction of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan, this current situation is nothing more than a minor skirmish.

"You've ruined the Power Clan again... Well done! You've done it perfectly!" Yu Xiaogang looked at the Titan's corpse hanging on the plaque with sarcasm, feeling extremely pleased.

Back then, the Titans of the Power Clan had humiliated him.

Not only did he slap himself in public, but he also sent people to beat him out of the Li clan, causing Yu Xiaogang to lose face completely.

"You've finally met your match! Hahaha!"

Yu Xiaogang laughed wildly.

Immediately afterwards, Ghost Leopard Douluo waved his hand, and the Spirit Hall disciples standing behind Yu Xiaogang raised their butcher knives, aiming them at Yu Xiaogang's neck.

"What are you trying to do!" Yu Xiaogang was terrified. He trembled all over and looked around furtively, hoping that no one was alive and would come to his rescue!

"Of course you should take the blame!"

Ghost Leopard Douluo swung his hand down, and the butcher's knife immediately sliced ​​across Yu Xiaogang's neck.

A line of blood ran down Yu Xiaogang's neck. Then, Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, her expression of panic froze on her face, and her head rolled to the ground with a thud, dying with her eyes wide open.

"Giving you a knife would be too lenient of you."

Ghost Leopard Douluo kicked Yu Xiaogang's head aside like a ball, out of sight, out of mind.

"Brothers, our mission is complete. Take our bodies and evacuate Tiandou City!"

The men in black and Ghost Leopard Douluo retreated like a tide, taking all the corpses and the pieces of cloth that had fallen on the ground with them before they left, leaving nothing behind.

……

"Yu Xiaogang's head!"

Niu Gao squinted, his eyes meeting Yu Xiaogang's terrified gaze. Finally, he recognized her.

"How did Yu Xiaogang's head end up here?" Niu Gao asked, full of doubt.

"I don't know." Yang Wudi shook his head, carefully preserved Yu Xiaogang's head, and ordered his disciples to take it back to the sect.

"Clean up the scene and see if there are any survivors."

As soon as Yang Wudi finished speaking, Tailong seemed to have gone mad. He lay face down in the ruins, throwing broken bricks with both hands, continuing even though his hands were covered in blood.

(End of this chapter)