Douluo: My Father, Titled Douluo

Chapter 177 Yuan Xunlu: Tang San, I am willing to help Ayin's funeral

Chapter 177 Yuan Xunlu: Tang San, I am willing to help A Yin with the pain of losing her husband.

Ajie climbed onto the city wall, swinging the giant sword in his hand like a whirlwind roaring across the earth.

Ajie likes this feeling now,

In fact, when Yuan Xunlu selected him as the first person to ascend,

He is very happy.

I don’t know why, but I just like the feeling of being on the battlefield.

Surrounded by roar and death,

And he,

Move forward in the long river of death!

The red-armored warrior slashed with his sword. The six soul rings were still the best configuration, and the sword was powerful.

On a normal day, Ajie would be in awe of such a strong man, but on the battlefield, Ajie didn't need to be afraid of him.

It's just a matter of one knife for everyone. If your head falls off, there will be a scar as big as a bowl. What are you afraid of?

"The fourth soul skill, Song of the Iron Martial God!"

Ajie silently recited complicated spells in a language that humans could not understand, and the blood in his body was boiling like a galloping horse.

The black-gold blade of the giant sword, as green as jade, swung out in a semicircle in the air, and the cloud-like lines on it seemed to come alive.

many years ago,

Yuan Xunlu handed this magical giant sword to Ajie, saying that it was destined to his martial spirit.

So since then,

Ajie would often dream of an unyielding god,

pig head,

personal.

He looks so ridiculous that even Ajie is doubting whether this guy with low looks is really a god.

He is God.

The most common image Ajie sees is of a god holding a jade-like giant sword, standing in the raging fire, majestic and unyielding.

Ajie learned a lot from the gods, including some... cross-level killing skills.

"Soul Emperor...a Soul Emperor who has consumed most of his soul power, hahahaha!"

The red-armored warrior's sword was so fierce that it almost made Ajie unable to breathe.

But Ajie was still so dangerous that at the last second, he struck the giant sword on his head before the red-armored warrior.

"Uh-"

There was no crisp bone cracking, there was just the sound of a human body being forcibly torn apart... like an angry dark gold Dreadclaw bear swiping its claws and splitting a person in half.

The red-armored warrior split open from it.

"Oh--"

Before Ajie finished laughing, his necklace soul guide lit up, forming a white protective cover.

The soul guide is guarded by angels.

Ajie has no knowledge about the lost soul guidance device, and he doesn’t know what level this soul guidance device belongs to.

But he understands,

This soul guide can ensure his safety.

Ajie looked around and saw several soul masters attacking him at the same time.

It's just that those soul masters didn't expect that this soldier in ordinary clothes actually had such a life-saving treasure.

"Is this what the battlefield is like? You kill someone, but someone else will kill you the next second."

Ajie's first contact with war was the first time he personally killed a soul master who was more powerful than himself on the battlefield. He moved forward and waved his sword, and the Yuan army behind him followed him and killed Balak's army on the top of the city.

The city wall turned into a meat grinder. Although many people were as brave as Ajie, the Balak defenders fought in their own city, and their perseverance was like a rock, and they actually suppressed the Yuan army.

Especially after discovering that there was a freak like Ajie on this city wall, two full-state soul emperors came to clean up Ajie.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The sound of Ming Jin withdrawing his troops came from behind, but this was not an order from the Balak Kingdom to withdraw their troops.

Ajie looked back and saw that many Yuan Family Army soul masters who had climbed up to the top of the city began to jump down.

Is it our order?

Ajie endured the feeling of losing strength and slowly retreated to the edge of the city. The two soul emperors only dared to approach and did not dare to really attack Ajie...

Just now, Ajie has proven that he can kill the Soul Emperor.

Everyone cherishes their lives.

"What's going on?"

Ajie saw that Yuan Xunlu on the high platform of the Chinese army had left here and was heading towards an army that was inserting into the battlefield from the side...

army?

There is actually an army from the Kingdom of Barak there? Are they planning a sneak attack?

hateful!

There must be too many people, and Barak's army must be too many.

The killing just now made Ajie almost lose his strength. He gasped violently and felt dizzy. Then he touched the jade-like blade of the giant sword, and a stream of heat flowed into his body along his arm.

“Really good.”

Ajie smiled and patted the giant sword,

This is the ability of the great sword, which can feed back the user with some kind of power.

Ajie looked around and saw corpses littering the city walls. There was simply no place to stand.

The Barak soldiers who fought bloody battles carried the corpses of friendly troops into the city, and when the war was over, they would burn the corpses uniformly.

As for the corpses of the enemies, the Barak defenders would use them as logs and throw them outside the city one by one, smashing down the Yuan soldiers who tried to climb the city wall.

"retreat!"

Ajie gave up the offensive and jumped from the top of the city. He was very confused as to where that army came from.

…

That army came at noon, and their flag was not the eagle flag of the Barak royal family, but a capital "Tang".

They came at noon,

What a coincidence,

Normally,

Siege battles are all in the morning,

noon……

"Noon is when both sides are exhausted. If we are filled with a new force..."

Tang San said with a cold face, looking at the fighting in Barak City.

He learned a lot from General Barak, and although his military acumen was immature, it was also tempered.

In Tang San's heart, even though General Balak died unfortunately because of him, he still regarded the general as his military teacher.

"Once a teacher, always a father. It's all Yuan Ling'er's fault for killing you. I, Tang San, must avenge you!"

Tang San thought of the hardships he had suffered these days, and also thought of the scene where his biological father was killed by Yuan Xunlu, and the hatred in his heart couldn't help but grow deeper.

Ma Hongjun is now following Tang San and has become the deputy general of the Tang army. When he saw Tang San, he said to himself,

I couldn’t help but be reminded:

"Yuan Xunlu has been a titled Douluo for a long time. Third brother, are you sure that we can kill his formation?"

Tang San's face showed the confidence of Yu Xiaogang, and he said quite proudly:

"Of course, my father told me that even a titled Douluo would not dare to face the army directly."

Ma Hongjun relaxed after hearing this, "So that's it. Third brother's father is really a hero in this world."

"Of course."

The words exchanged between the two almost blew Tang Hao to the sky.

"Third brother..."

At this time,

Ma Hongjun said weakly:

"It seems that the Dragon King Douluo is coming towards our main formation."

"What?!" Tang San looked around in panic, feeling like a mouse seeing a cat.

Yuan Xunlu is here,

one person.

He looked down at the army with the flag "Tang" from above, feeling a little amused in his heart.

"Tang San is such a loyal minister. It's a pity that he came screaming to King Qin."

Yuan Xunlu looked at the protagonists in this world, and the meeting between them seemed to be God's will.

Tang San's eyebrows are very similar to A Yin's,

Memories of that year came to mind. At that time, Ah Yin met him for the first time. Yuan Xunlu, an old man, had some evil intentions...

However, because no matter what, he could not bully a pregnant mother, Yuan Xunlu also kept the most basic moral bottom line.

but,

Now……

Yuan Xunlu didn't have much worries.

At that time, I still retained the moral bottom line of modern society, but in the ancient society of Douluo Continent...

Killing his father and seizing his mother is such a happy thing for our little Tang San.

Why can't the protagonist's parents die?

Yuan Xunlu expressed his true feelings and loudly said:

"Tang San——

Your father was killed by me. If you want to escape now, tell me the location of your mother... I am willing to help your mother's pain of losing her husband."

"..." Tang San.

Ah Yin...

Tang San knew that this was his mother.

Yuan Xunlu, this scumbag...

No person with any sense of shame would be able to say such a thing.

"Yuan Xunlu, you have no conscience at all, you have no shame at all, you will die a good death!" Tang San shouted with red eyes.

A filial person like him would never tolerate someone insulting his parents.

"Don't want to?"

Yuan Xunlu smiled:

"It doesn't matter,

I am just informing you, not asking for your opinion."

"..." Tang San.