Chapter 227 The Suppressed Five Elders of Haotian After Xie Yue left, A fierce battle broke out between the Fengjian Sect, the Poyu Clans, and the elite disciples of the Haotian Sect. The Fengjian Sect's specialty is formation attacks. "Wind and Thunder Sword Formation!" It can be wielded individually or with the combined strength of the entire sect, controlled by the sect leader Feng Bailong; it can use the power of storms and thunder to condense soul power into a giant sword. Feng Bailong controlled the sword and rushed towards the location of the Haotian Sect members. "Quick! Haotian Formation!" The second elder's son, a Soul Douluo, shouted loudly, and the Soul Saints and Soul Emperors around him reacted quickly, setting up the Haotian Formation to fight against the Wind and Thunder Sword Formation! "You beasts from the Haotian Sect! Go to hell!" the people from the Po and Yu clans roared. Back then, because Tang Hao killed Qian Xunji, a conflict broke out with the Spirit Hall. At that time, their four single-attribute sects were affiliated sects of the Haotian Sect, and they were the first to fight against the Spirit Hall. They fought hard, but the Haotian Sect abandoned them without saying a word, causing the loss of most of their relatives, and they also experienced more than ten years of suppression. When they found out that the reason for abandoning them was a hundred thousand year old soul beast, they wished they could eat its flesh alive and drink its blood. Now that the Spirit Hall has given them this opportunity, of course they have to perform well.
"Yang Wudi! How dare you, our slave, bite your master!" The second elder's son roared after blocking the wind and thunder sword formation. "Humph! You bunch of bastards, if it wasn't for that old bastard Tang Chen who coveted our Po Yi clan's inheritance and forced us to join the Hao Tian Sect, and would have killed us if we didn't join, why would we have joined the Hao Tian Sect if it wasn't for the inheritance." "More than ten years ago, Tang Hao killed Qian Xunji for a soul beast, but you, the Haotian Sect, simply abandoned us, causing our Poyi clan to suffer heavy losses. Now you keep saying that we are your slaves. Do you really think my gun is ineffective?" Yang Wudi said angrily. For many years, the Haotian Sect has always been arrogant and would even abandon its subordinates for its own interests. Now it keeps saying that they are slaves, as if it really thinks that he, Yang Wudi, has no temper. "Humph, it's your honor that the ancestor has taken a liking to your Poyi clan. How many people want this opportunity but don't have it yet." The second elder's son said proudly. “Tsk, I don’t know which cowards closed the mountain after seeing the Spirit Hall. They don’t even dare to fight. They really bring shame to your ancestors’ reputation!” Yang Wudi said disdainfully. “Shut up! Only a slave like you can slander the ancestor’s name!” When the second elder’s son heard what Yang Wudi said, his eyes turned red and he gasped like a cow. He wished he could kill Yang Wudi on the spot. "Hey, are you angry, you coward? If you're angry, come and hit me!" Yang Wudi said sneerfully when he saw the look in the second elder's son's eyes. "Ahhh! Die!" The second elder's son attacked directly after hearing Yang Wudi's ridicule. At this time, in the sky, The confrontation between the Five Haotian Elders and the Three Spirit Hall Elders ended, as the Spirit Hall had two people with soul powers as high as level ninety-five, and Yu Luomian was a Super Douluo with a hundred thousand year soul ring. The Spirit Hall is extremely powerful, and the quality of its soul power is far higher than that of the Five Haotian Elders. Among the Five Elders of Haotian, only the Second Elder has reached level ninety-four. Although he has seen the path to level ninety-five, he also knows that his limit may be there. The soul powers of the third elder, the fifth elder, and the sixth elder are all at level ninety-three. The soul power of the seventh elder, Lieyang Douluo, is level ninety-one. The Five Haotian Elders are obviously weaker. A Super Douluo at level ninety-seven can easily suppress four ordinary Titled Douluos. Although Yu Luomian is only at level ninety-five, he has a hundred thousand year spirit ring, and his combat power is no less than ninety-seven. Qingluan Douluo, who is at level ninety-seven, can easily suppress four Titled Douluos whose soul powers are lower than level ninety-five. "Senior Yu, Elder Ghost, Third Priest, leave these old guys to me. Go help the others. After all, they are our Spirit Hall members. We cannot let them suffer serious damage." Xiao Yi also came to the battlefield at this time. Xiao Yi saw the collision just now. How to say it, a bunch of weaklings are no match for the seriously injured Tang Hao, so he simply asked the three Qingluan Douluo to go downstairs to help others. He could beat these five old guys with one hand.
"Are you sure? Don't you want us to stay and help?" Qingluan Douluo asked. Although he knew Xiao Yi's fighting ability, he obviously hadn't had enough fun yet. "No need. You can beat up those who are traitors." Xiao Yi replied. "You little brat! Are you treating us like we don't exist?" The second elder shouted loudly. He was infuriated by Xiao Yi and the others' words that seemed to ignore everyone, so he took direct action. "roll!" Xiao Yi didn't even look at him, he just hit the Second Elder back with a ruler. The three Titled Douluo didn't say anything when they saw Xiao Yi's casual look, and turned around to help others. After the three Titled Douluo left, Xiao Yi was the only one left confronting the five immortal old men from the Haotian Sect. "Strange, when did such a monster appear in the world of soul masters?" The second elder thought to himself when he saw Xiao Yi blocking his attack so casually, and then the second elder loudly questioned: "You little brat! Tell me your name." "You are not worthy yet." Xiao Yi replied without raising his head when he heard the second elder's question. “Okay, okay, it seems that our Haotian Sect has not been out for a long time, and the world has forgotten the reputation of the Haotian Hammer. Now a young boy dares to bully our Haotian Sect.” When the second elder heard what Xiao Yi said, his eyes turned red and he gasped like a cow. "Tsk, what a coincidence! The last person who spoke like that now has grass two meters high on his grave. What was his name? I think it was Tang Hao. Half a month ago, a man named Tang Xiao also died in my hands." Xiao Yi said casually. "Hmph, no one would believe empty words." The second elder did not believe what Xiao Yi said. After all, the Clear Sky Hammer is the number one weapon spirit in the world. "Really? Then take a look at this?" Xiao Yi took out three inherited soul bones of the Haotian Sect from the soul guide. "This... this is!" The second elder was stunned when he saw the soul bone in Xiao Yi's hand. This was the inherited soul bone of their Haotian Sect. Now that the soul bone was in Xiao Yi's hands, didn't that mean that both the Tang Xiao brothers died at the hands of Xiao Yi? "Ahhh! You brat! I want you to die!" After confirming that the soul bone was the inherited soul bone of the Haotian Sect, the second elder could not help himself. "Noisy!" Xiao Yi didn't even bother to look at him and beat the Second Elder back without even releasing his spirit ring. "Tsk, can you please show us your true abilities? Didn't your Haotian Sect say that they have a Haotian Formation? Take it out and show it off." Xiao Yi said sarcastically. These old guys were not strong enough. He wanted to try out the power of the Haotian Formation of the five Titled Douluo. On the other side, Yu Luomian arrived at the battlefield below and turned into blue-purple thunder and began to wander around the battlefield like the god of death. The disciples of the Haotian Sect below saw a Titled Douluo break away from the battlefield of the elders and run towards where they were. Suddenly, there was an extra Titled Douluo on the enemy side, which made the disciples of the Haotian Sect feel a little frightened. "Haha, you rats from the Haotian Sect, your doomsday has come. Sixth soul skill! Thunder Hell!" Yu Luomian sensed the fear of the people from the Haotian Sect below, and then he chuckled. Suddenly, a blue-purple lightning appeared in his hand, and then he pinched it. The blue lightning Tyrannosaurus behind him suddenly released dense thunder, and then the thunder kept falling and turned into a thunderstorm. The thunderstorm touched a member of the Haotian Sect and instantly turned him into charcoal. (End of this chapter)