Ice Leopard Douluo was unquestionably the most amusing person Su Ling had ever met. He embodied the saying "a wise man knew which way the wind was blowing" to perfection.
Bing Yuluo had already introduced him to these Titled Douluos of the Far North.
Among them, Snow Dragon Douluo was level ninety-six, and Frost Sword Douluo was level ninety-three.
Ice Leopard Douluo had the lowest soul power at only level ninety-two, but he was also the youngest. He had become a Titled Douluo at sixty-six and was only seventy-one now.
Su Ling said, "You want to acknowledge me as your master? Ice Leopard Douluo, do you mean that?"
"Yes, of course I do! I'm willing to bring the entire Ice Leopard Sect under your command," Ice Leopard Douluo said earnestly.
"All right, I'll give you a chance!"
"First, kill every soul master from the Ice Flame Sect involved in this attack on Wind Snow City. You must not harm any of the city's innocent soul masters," Su Ling said calmly.
"Ah..." Ice Leopard Douluo looked at Su Ling. He had never expected the man before him to be so ruthless. Wasn't this forcing him to thoroughly offend the Ice Flame Sect?
After all, the Ice Flame Sect still had three Soul Douluos and more than a dozen Soul Saints here.
"What? You're unwilling?" Su Ling asked.
"All right, I'm willing. I've disliked the Ice Flame Sect for a long time anyway." Ice Leopard Douluo rose and left, but before he had gone even a kilometer, he encountered a large group of soul masters.
The Ice Flame Sect had sent two Soul Douluos, and the Ice Leopard Sect also had two.
"Sect Master!"
"Senior Ice Leopard!"
"Have you already killed that man?"
One of the Ice Flame Sect's Soul Douluos stepped