Clash Of The Sword Titans

For the warrior, it is not that the older the more terrifying, but for the family, the more old people are, the more fearful it is. They have lived for too long, have been exposed to too many secrets, and even many secrets that are enough to subvert everything.

Therefore, in aristocratic families, old antiques are often a kind of existence that is dreaded and feared by others.

The master who was sent to guard Nalan Mansion was one of the few remaining Mingyou in the Hou family.

This is so, when an ‘old man’ in Nalan’s family spoke, he still showed a look of jealousy.

"Junior, the Hou family is in your hands, it's a jewel in the dust."

The old voice sounded again.

Immediately, in the path of Nalan Mansion, a woman holding an umbrella appeared suddenly.

The woman's expression was curious, she glanced at the Grand Master Hou's family, and soon lost interest again, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

Although she was only immortal, she showed a disdainful expression to a grandmaster.

Such a weird scene made the Grandmaster Hou's heart startled, but he looked at the thin old man standing next to the woman under the umbrella.

The old man is too thin and too short.

Standing by the woman’s side, it seemed that there was no sense of existence, but since his appearance, the grandmaster of the Hou family has already made a face-to-face action, full of anger, and the rain near her body was shattered, avoiding him. body.

The short and thin old man raised his muddy eyes, looked at him carefully, and then asked, "You are here to deal with Nalan's house?"

Grandmaster Hou's family did not speak.

The old man also sighed: "I am old, really old."

"Nalan's family has been silent for too long, even juniors like you are not afraid of us."

Before the words fell, Grandmaster Hou's pupils trembled suddenly.

The woman standing next to the old man who was holding the umbrella for the old man moved abruptly. The movements seemed to be fast and slow. At that moment, even the rain fell into a strange situation, as if it had frozen.

A terrifying shadow appeared behind the woman, as if controlling this space and stopping everything.

Wu Ling!

Grandmaster Hou's heart was shaken, and he immediately recognized what the shadow behind the woman was.

When he broke through the **** of the martial spirit by bursting out his true energy, the figure of the woman flashed away, and then flashed back to the old man.

All this happened so fast that she could not even drop the umbrella after she had lost the woman's grasp, and she had already returned to hold the handle of the umbrella again.

Wow!

The rain fell again, but Grandmaster Hou's face was pale, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Tian-rank martial spirit... When did the Nalan family raise such a arrogant?"

He showed inexplicable shocked eyes, looked at the woman, and spoke for the first time.

At that moment, just the woman of the immortal realm used the power of the heavenly martial spirit to give him a great disarming power.

If he weren't for the grandmaster of the late Ming You period, the blow just now would be enough to make him lose his combat power, kneel to the ground in embarrassment and humiliation.

"Ha ha."

The short old man shook his head, his eyes full of pride: "The Nalan family has not competed with the Hou family for a hundred years, and has not even participated in the crazy plan of the Hou Lord. It is so low-key that even the Yan Palace almost forgot our existence. , Do you think-we just hid?"

Hearing these words, Grandmaster Hou's eyes were gloomy, and his true energy began to collapse.

He has been hit hard.

Although he was not dead yet, his combat power was at least 40% weakened.

Don't forget, the old man standing next to the woman is the real troublesome existence.

In the late Mingyou period, even in his heyday, there was no certainty of defeating him.

Now a face-to-face is hit hard by the ‘pervert’ around him, and there is no chance of victory.

Nalan's house... I'm afraid I can't hold it anymore.

This thought flashed through the head of the Grand Master Hou Jia, and at the same time he held the jade pendant in his heart. Just as he was about to crush it, the old man took a slow step.

After a step, his skinny palms had already rested on Master Hou's wrists.

That unimaginable huge force crushed his wrist bones almost instantly, and he was indestructible with all his strengths, making him fragile like a joke in front of the old man.

"Mingyou...the pinnacle..."

Grandmaster Hou’s family tried to utter these four words, but he didn’t struggle any more. The pulse was captured, and his intention to communicate with the Hou family was seen through by the other party. Now the roles of both parties have been completely changed.

The Nalan family became the hunter, and he was the prey.

"In the late Mingyou period, it would be a shame to kill."

The old man's turbid eyes rolled, looked up at the Grand Master Hou Family in front of him, smiled and said, "Would you like to work for the Nalan Family?"

"If you are willing to nod and tell me the plans of the Yan Palace and the Hou Family, I can spare your life."

"Think about it carefully, what good is it for you to work for the Hou family?"

His voice seemed to have a certain peculiar rhythm, making Grandmaster Hou's expression a little hesitant, but he couldn't say what he originally wanted to refuse.

Just when his will was about to collapse, and even when he nodded in agreement, a somewhat sarcasm sounded, instantly defeating the old man's control over him.

"Naren disease, you old devil, really sick."

"He doesn't want to, I will answer you for him."

Hearing this voice, Grandmaster Hou's family instantly woke up, desperately exploded with true energy, and directly broke free from the shackles of the old man!

Of course, this is also related to the old man not continuing to restrain him.

Because he looked at the upright figure who walked in through the gate of Nalan's house.

An old man who was also a little old, but dressed in a luxurious brocade robe.

"Hou Li, you should call me-Brother Nalan."

The old man named Nalan disease sneered.

"No one has called me by this name for many years, and I still feel a little uncomfortable for a while."

"If you want to be so formal, you should call me too, Baye."

Hou Li, that is, Ba Ye Hou, walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand to hold the shoulder of the badly injured grandmaster, and said with a smile: "Thank you."

"Ba Ye, be careful, that girl's martial arts are very evil."

He nodded and reminded in a low voice.

Hou Baye heard the words, looked at the woman holding the umbrella, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then suddenly said: "So you have been lurking in the dark all these years, just to reawaken the ancient martial spirits of the Nalan family?"

"I remember... it's called'Tianque'?"

"Hou Li, the Nalan family has never been an enemy of the Hou family. You sent someone to stare at the Nalan family on your own terms. I'm afraid that you didn't get the approval of that little manager?"

Nalan snorted coldly, but didn't answer the question. Instead, he stared at Baye Hou with gloomy eyes: "Why don't you let Nalan's house go?"

"Let it go?"

"What are you kidding?"

A weird smile appeared on Hou Baye’s face, “No matter how weak the Nalan family is, they were once one of the ancient clan. People like you hid in Yanzhou and broke into the Hou family’s territory. ?"

Speaking of the word ancient tribe, a maddening light flashed through Nalan disease's eyes, "I warned you, I clearly warned you."

"——No, mention those two words again!"

boom!

Nalan's thin body suddenly violently violently, and the innocent energy exuding deathly breath instantly covered his body, and grabbed Hou Baye's throat with one claw.

"You still don't have a long lesson."

Facing the Nalan disease rushing towards him, Ba Ye Hou laughed, and at this moment, all his vitality gushed out!

Nalan disease's palm seemed to touch the fire, and he made a belching sound, and even a string of black smoke appeared!

"Asshole! Asshole!"

He was shocked, and his footsteps continued to move away from Hou Baye's body. Seeing the burn marks on the back of his hand, he suddenly remembered the man's practice in front of him, and his anger turned into mockery, "I almost forgot No, you trash, you can't cultivate the Emperor's Tyrant Prosperity!"

"Yup."

Hou Baye's body was filled with violent infuriating energy like thunder, he was just shining, and he was upright and bright.

However, he is not the most famous "Emperor Tyrant Lin" of the Hou family.

"Because I am a trash who can't cultivate the Emperor's Tyrant Prosperity Technique, this'big sky thunder secret technique' that no one wants to practice will fall into my hands."

"And this kind of secret technique is true energy, doesn't it happen to restrain your Nalan family's invincible'Silvering Heavenly Art'?"

Baye Hou grinned, and his old-fashioned face showed an extremely joking expression.

All this seems to be fatalistic absurdity.

The Nalan family's family practice is the supreme heavenly skill.

But it happened to be restrained by a ‘Great Sky Thunder Secret Method’ that was not in the sixth order.

Just like two old men practicing two kinds of exercises, they are incompatible with fire and water, enemies of life and death!

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