When Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo left with those thousand elite soul masters, those who ate melons all felt a sense of relief.

If you say, when the thousand elite soul masters showed their soul rings, the melon-eating crowd of the Soul Master Academy was shocked.

Then, when the two Titled Douluo appeared, their hearts were choked.

Subsequently, Xue Qinghe fully showed the imperial education since childhood.

As soon as the enemy retreated, he methodically began to command the Royal Knights.

Pull the unbroken carriage to the front, heal the horses, and restore the formation.

In a few moments, most of the five hundred Royal Knights had regained their combat effectiveness, except for the dead horses.

Xue Qinghe finished what he should do, then returned to Ning Fengzhi's side, and said respectfully: "Teacher, what do you think we should do next?" ”

Ning Fengzhi said with a solemn expression: "Go ahead as originally planned, they have completed their tasks, and they will definitely not come back." ”

"Teacher, is that girl special? Is the Wuhun Hall so fanfare? ”

Xue Qinghe lowered his voice and asked Ning Fengzhi in a voice like a fine line.

Wuhun Palace's move this time, Xue Qinghe couldn't understand it at all.

Two Title Douluo, more than a dozen Soul Douluo, dozens of Soul Saints, and hundreds of Soul Emperors and Soul Kings.

It seems that there are only a thousand people, but the soul master legion of this configuration is enough to resist the 500,000 army head-on.

If he, Xue Qinghe, could command this Soul Master Legion, then he could pull Xue Ye down from the dragon chair now.

Therefore, Wuhun Palace's move is to use a nuclear bomb to fight mosquitoes in Xue Qinghe's eyes.

The trench is inhuman!!

"Qinghe, I remember that when you suppressed bandits a few years ago, you dispatched 20,000 troops, but there were only 2,000 bandits, why did you choose to send 20,000 troops."

Ning Fengzhi did not answer Xue Qinghe directly, but asked another question.

"Ah......h Because there are 200,000 troops that Qinghe can control, it is very reasonable to dispatch 20,000 to carry out dimensionality reduction strikes. ”

Although he didn't understand why Ning Fengzhi asked this question, Xue Qinghe still answered truthfully.

"Hehe, look, the question you just asked, you have already answered yourself." Ning Fengzhi smiled indifferently.

"I answered myself? Teacher, what are you talking about, why can't Qinghe listen to it at all......"

Before Xue Qinghe's words could speak, he was stuck in his throat.

Gradually, Xue Qinghe's face became more and more ugly, and he figured out what Ning Fengzhi's words meant.

Two Title Douluo, more than a dozen Soul Douluo, dozens of Soul Saints, hundreds of Soul Emperors and Soul Kings.

This powerful Soul Master Legion may only be one-fifth or even one-tenth of the strength of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Is it just a fifth or a tenth of the force to be dispatched, is this called fanfare?

This is called routine operation!!

"Teacher, the Martial Spirit Hall is really terrifying?"

As the prince of a country, Xue Qinghe's qi cultivation kung fu was still good, and he came back to his senses in just a moment.

"It's still too early for you to know these things, and knowing too much is harmful to you."

Ning Fengzhi said lightly.

Seeing Ning Fengzhi like this, Xue Qinghe didn't have the idea of continuing to ask.

Under Xue Qinghe's arrangement, the whole team continued to move forward, but the atmosphere had obviously become tense.

The carriage of Shrek Academy has become the focus of many academies at this moment.

However, when Ning Fengzhi and Chenxin also boarded the carriage, the eyes of these melon-eating people did not continue to be here.

Tang San in the carriage was already in the late stage of depression.

This symptom is understood by everyone......

Ning Rongrong in the carriage stared at her father Ning Fengzhi and asked, "Baba, why didn't you and Grandpa Jian come to save me just now, you scared Ning Rongrong to death." ”

Ning Fengzhi sighed and said, "Rongrong, you should know who those two Title Douluo are and what forces they belong to." ”

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly and said: "That papal decree, I have played since I was a child, that flower and ghost shadow, isn't it the Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo of the Martial Spirit Palace, I know everything that turned into ashes." ”

"That's right, in the entire soul master world, the only one who can easily mobilize thousands of high-level soul masters is the Martial Soul Palace."

Ning Rongrong didn't have any objections to Ning Fengzhi's words, although there were more than a hundred of them in the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect's Soul Saints and Soul Douluo combined.

However, this is the full strength of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect.

These Soul Saints and Contra Douluo are distributed in various branches of the continent, guarding important strongholds such as Qibao Bank and merchants.

It is not easy to mobilize them, and it is impossible to do it like the Martial Spirit Palace.

"The reason why Uncle Jian and I didn't go over was because Black Feather Douluo was also there, and we were the same in the past. It was even said that Black Feather Douluo was over there just waiting for someone to appear. ”

When Ning Fengzhi said this, his gaze looked at Tang San, and his meaning was self-evident.

Tang San understood when he heard Ning Fengzhi say this.

The people Black Feather Douluo was waiting for were his Baba, Haotian Douluo, and Tang Ritian.

Tick!

Tick!

Tang San's fists gradually clenched, the nails on his fingertips pierced into the palms of his hands, and a stream of scarlet blood flowed down and dripped onto the carriage.

Crazy, human-faced and beast-hearted, snake-scorpion-hearted, pigs and dogs are not as good as the Wuhun Palace!

It's not enough to catch my sister, she even wants to kill my pro-baba!

The pain you inflicted on me, the calamity you inflicted on my parents, the hatred that humiliated my sister.

I, Tang San, swore to the sky that one day, I would crush the bones of the Martial Spirit Hall and kill them all.

"Uncle Ning, do you know why the Martial Spirit Hall wanted to arrest my sister?"

Tang San stared at Ning Fengzhi, his tone was very flat.

And Ning Fengzhi was also looking directly at Tang San's face.

I don't know if it was Ning Fengzhi's illusion, he seemed to see several slight cracks appear on Tang San's face.

Tang San's face was like a mask that had been worn for a long time and had cracks, and he couldn't tell when it would be scrapped.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were slightly misty, and he looked at it again.

Tang San's face was as usual, plain, honest and kind, and icy and jade......

"If what I expected is right, the Martial Spirit Palace's move should have two purposes."

Ning Fengzhi put those strange things behind him first, then thought for a moment and said to Tang San.

"I want to hear about it!"

Tang San smiled and said very sincerely.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi's eyes saw a slight crack on Tang San's face again.

The next second, it disappeared without a trace.

This scene made Ning Fengzhi's brows tighten, and he didn't know why.

He wondered if something was wrong with his brain.

"Uncle Ning, what's wrong with you?"

Tang San's shout called Ning Fengzhi's thoughts back.

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