Desperate Situation! Sister Sanpao to the Rescue

"Hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"

A Star Luo Imperial Family consecrator was the first to appear.

Immediately afterward, the other four Title Douluo nearly surrounded Dai Mubai at the same time.

"Friend from the Sun Moon Empire, you have nowhere left to retreat to. Why not come with us to the palace as a guest?"

"I'm not from the Sun Moon Empire." Dai Mubai glanced at the five Title Douluo closing in around him and sneered.

"Five Title Douluo blocking a man staying at an inn—is that what you call being a guest? The Xu family's way of entertaining guests is truly unique."

Among the Star Luo Imperial Family's Title Douluo, a gaunt middle-aged man with short brown hair wore an impatient expression.

His name was Cheng Gang, a Rank 91 Title Douluo whose martial soul was the Thousand Jun Ant Emperor.

"What spy would admit their identity? Why waste words on this Sun Moon barbarian? Beat him into submission and hand him over to His Majesty. That will settle the matter."

The moment Cheng Gang finished speaking, a sharp tiger-claw slash swept toward his neck.

"Great Strength, watch out—"

Before the words could finish, another middle-aged man stepped in front of Cheng Gang, wielding a massive warhammer that was entirely black and covered in dark-gold patterns.

The giant hammer and claw slash collided explosively in midair, making several of the Title Douluo present frown at once.

Dai Mubai stood perfectly still, his right hand still held in a clawing motion, while the hammer-wielding Title Douluo staggered back seven or eight steps before barely steadying himself.

"A Rank 91 piece of trash dares to talk so big?" Dai Mubai withdrew his right claw and taunted him.

No matter what, Dai Mubai had once been the God of War, as well as one