Douluo Continent: My life is ruined, but I become stronger by taking on disciples.

Chapter 123 Yu Xiaogang, Dead

A thousand strands of hair danced wildly, and a raging fire burned in his eyes.

Golden Crocodile Douluo is not only the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall, but also his comrade-in-arms and brother for many years.

How could he not be furious when corpses were being carelessly thrown on the ground like trash?

"Lan Minghua!"

The sound of a thousand streams was like thunder, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

Those who were nearby, including the Spirit Hall elders and Tang Hao, quickly covered their ears, but their eardrums were still jolted and nearly ruptured.

Those were Soul Masters who were close to Qian Daoliu and weak in strength; they were even blasted to death by the shock.

"So powerful! Is this the might of a Limit Douluo!?"

Tang Hao was dumbfounded, even though he had long known that Qian Daoliu was very strong.

But no, I never imagined it would be this powerful.

Gu Rong, Tang Xiao, and Yu Yuanzhen were utterly shocked, only now truly realizing the gap in strength between the three upper sects and the Spirit Hall.

They thought that by uniting they could stand against the Spirit Hall, but in the eyes of the Spirit Hall, it was such a ridiculous act.

Lan Minghua picked at his ear and replied nonchalantly, "Don't yell, I heard you."

Upon witnessing this scene, all the elders of the Spirit Hall were enraged, wishing they could devour Lan Minghua alive.

However, Lan Minghua remained as steady as an old dog, his gaze indifferent, as if he were looking at a group of clowns jumping around.

Qian Daoliu's face immediately darkened further, and he attacked in anger.

With a sudden swing of the Angelic Holy Sword, the sword light shone like a rainbow, slashing straight towards Lan Minghua.

Faced with this sudden attack, Lan Minghua simply sneered.

Immediately following, a dazzling golden light condensed into a smooth mirror surface in the blink of an eye.

The sword light struck the Golden Light Mantra, but instead of exploding, it was reflected back directly.

Qian Daoliu turned to the side, and the sword light swept past him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tang Xiao and the others from the three upper sects quietly retreated, trying to take the opportunity to escape.

However, before they could set off, Ying Xian and his group appeared before them like ghosts, blocking their path.

"Trying to leave?" Yunshan sneered, his gaze sharp as a knife. "The matter is not yet settled. You'd better stay here obediently."

Tang Hao and the others' expressions immediately changed, and they secretly realized that something was wrong.

Although they were titled Douluo, they still faced many dangers when facing Ying Xian and the others.

After all, no one expected that the Tianlong Gang would have a double-digit number of titled Douluo.

Especially Yunshan and Wusong, whose strength is unfathomable.

One was on par with Qian Daoliu, and the other even killed the Golden Crocodile Douluo, whose soul power reached level 98.

Qian Daoliu naturally noticed the strength of the Heavenly Dragon Gang and thought to himself, "The Spirit Hall alone cannot contend with the Heavenly Dragon Gang."

After thinking it over, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

Turning to Tang Hao and the others, he said in a deep voice, "Tang Xiao, Chen Xin, Yu Yuanzhen, today's events are beyond the capacity of any one of us to handle alone. If we don't join forces, none of us will escape unscathed!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao and the others' expressions changed constantly; this was a time when everyone was on edge.

They were originally enemies of the Spirit Hall, but the current situation is pressing. If they do not join forces, they may really be wiped out by the Heavenly Dragon Gang.

After a moment, Tang Xiao gritted his teeth and nodded, saying, "Alright! Let's join forces for now and deal with the Heavenly Dragon Gang!"

Chenxin and Gurong nodded in agreement.

Although Yu Yuanzhen was somewhat unwilling, he knew that the only way to survive was to join forces.

Upon seeing this, Lan Minghua's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

"Indeed, there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests. But do you really think that joining forces can change the outcome?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand to the sky, and golden light shot up into the sky in front of him.

Just like the sword energy last time, it spread out in the sky, transforming into a huge golden birdcage.

Once again, it enveloped the entire ruins of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The birdcage shone with golden light and emitted powerful soul energy fluctuations, clearly making it more sturdy than the previous sword energy birdcage.

Tang Hao and the others' expressions changed drastically; such a scene was playing out again.

Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted, and four words appeared in his mind.

Catching a turtle in a jar!

Without hesitation, he swung the angelic sword and cleaved the golden birdcage.

However, when the sword light struck the birdcage, it only caused a ripple, and the birdcage remained completely still.

"How is this possible!" He was shocked. He had put all his strength into his attack but couldn't break through the golden birdcage!

Lan Minghua chuckled lightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and said calmly, "Since you've chosen to join forces, then stay here together."

After saying that, he waved his hand lightly, and Yunshan, Wusong, and other titled Douluo of the Tianlong Gang instantly moved.

Yunshan took a step forward and directly met Qiandaoliu.

The two clashed instantly, their soul energies colliding, causing the heavens and earth to change color.

Wu Song, on the other hand, was full of momentum and actually confronted Guangling Douluo and Qingluan Douluo alone, fighting against two opponents without being at a disadvantage.

The other titled Douluo of the Heavenly Dragon Gang also sought out their opponents, and the battle broke out again.

An even more terrifying surge of soul power swept in all directions, causing the entire ruins of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to collapse continuously under this power, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Those who were weak were unable to withstand the aftershocks of the battle and died from their bodies exploding.

Lan Minghua remained seated, calmly observing everything.

His gaze swept across the battlefield, finally settling on the younger generation, including Tang San, Xiao Wu, Qian Renxue, and Hu Liena.

With a slight upturn of her lips, she gently waved to Feng Qingyuan and Shui Ningshuang behind her.

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The two of them immediately understood and sprang into action, rushing towards the younger generation.

"not good!"

Tang San's expression changed, and he immediately pulled Xiao Wu back.

However, Feng Qingyuan and Shui Ningshuang moved extremely fast.

They were, after all, Soul Douluos. Although their strength was not comparable to that of Title Douluos, it was still beyond the reach of Tang San, a Soul Master.

In the blink of an eye, they had caught up.

Feng Qingyuan struck out with his palm, and suddenly countless azure wind blades surged toward Tang San and Xiao Wu like a tide.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot with rage, but with his Soul Master strength, he was unable to dodge.

Just at this critical moment, a figure suddenly blocked Tang San's path.

Upon recognizing the person, Tang San exclaimed in surprise, "Dean Flander!"

Flander's expression turned solemn. He unleashed his full soul power, and the cat-owl's wings, as strong as iron, forcefully blocked Feng Qingyuan's wind blade.

However, he was only a level 78 Soul Saint, and he had no chance of winning against a level 83 Soul Douluo.

The terrifying impact of the wind blades caused Flander to cough up blood and fly backward.

In mid-air, there was another figure, none other than Yu Xiaogang, whom Flander had risked his life to protect.

As he flew backward, he shouted to Tang San, "Little San, hurry up! And remember to take Xiao Gang with you too!"

However, Tang San ignored Yu Xiaogang without hesitation, took Xiao Wu and fled far away, turning a deaf ear to Flander's instructions.

Yu Xiaogang glared at Tang San with hatred, having long since realized that he was a heartless scoundrel.

The next moment, a cyan wind blade sliced ​​Yu Xiaogang in half at the waist, and blood sprayed into the air.

Upon seeing this, Flander's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

He had gone to great lengths to protect Yu Xiaogang, a great soul master, until he survived to this day, but he never expected him to meet such a hasty end.

Tang San, who usually appears to respect his teachers, is actually such a heartless and treacherous person.

Flander fell to the ground, disheartened, just then, Lan Minghua's voice rang out softly.

"Flander, you've got some nerve, ruining my plans again."

When Feng Qingyuan and Shui Ningshuang saw Lan Minghua speak, they stopped attacking Flander and continued to pursue Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Upon hearing this, Flander turned pale and managed a weak smile.

"Senior Lan Minghua, could you please let me off this time, considering we used to know each other?"

Lan Minghua sneered, "Let you go? Flander, I've given you countless chances. If it weren't for your greed, you wouldn't be in this state today."

Upon hearing this, Flander's expression turned even more unpleasant.

He knew that he had betrayed Lan Minghua for his own benefit, and that begging for mercy now would be of no use.

However, he did not give up and turned to look at Oscar next to Lan Minghua.

With a pleading look in his eyes, he said, "Little Ao, please, for the sake of the time I raised you, put in a good word for me!"

Oscar's expression was complicated as he looked at Flander, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Lan Minghua noticed his hesitation and said, "Let him be dealt with as you see fit. Kill him or let him go, it's up to you."

Flander's eyes lit up, sensing a glimmer of hope, and he immediately cried out, "Little Ao, you can't be as heartless as Tang San!"

Oscar remained unaffected. After careful consideration, he took a deep breath, turned to Lan Minghua, and slowly spoke.

"Master, cripple his soul power, give him a fortune, and let him live out the rest of his life in peace."

(End of this chapter)