Clash Of The Sword Titans

boom! A fierce purple thunder cut through the darkness, tore apart the heavy black clouds, and appeared in the sky above Nalan Mansion.

At this moment, the original Nalan Mansion no longer exists, or it should be said that the place where it was supposed to be the mansion is left with only the ruins lingering in the strange black air. There are faintly flickering thunder lights, but they don’t last long before they dissipate. .

In the ruins, Hou Li, the eighth master of the Hou family, controlled Thunder, his brocade robe was almost torn, solidified by blood and burn marks, covering the wounds all over his body.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the umbrella woman standing on the other side of the ruins, and sighed: "'Tianque' deserves to be the evil existence known as the strongest martial spirit of the ancients. Given time, the gods in the sky will have a place for you."

The woman holding the umbrella had no expression on her face, and the hideous and distorted shadow behind her appeared from time to time, full of fear for the old man.

After a long silence, she said, "You can't see that day."

"Hey."

Faced with the provocation of this junior, Baye Hou let out a sigh of relief and didn't care about her almost condensed killing intent. Instead, she turned her head and looked to the other side, "Old ghost, come out if you haven't died."

"Also, besides you, what about your ineffective brothers? Are they all dead?"

At the other end of the ruins, countless black innocence full of deathly aura rolled up and turned into a thin and short figure of Nalan disease.

Nalan Bing stepped on the broken bricks and said coldly: "To deal with you, there is no need for Nalan's family to go out. Hou Li, don't take yourself too high."

Hearing this, Baye Hou spit out a mouthful of blood with visceral fragments, and said nonchalantly: "You guys who are old and immortal, talking incontrovertible empty talk, are you still calculating everything behind your back?"

"But your brothers are really cruel, leaving you this old ghost here to die for the future of the Nalan family."

Baye Hou glanced at the umbrella-holding woman who fell silent again, and said indifferently: "After you die, you will pass on to her the gods of the Nalan family. She is the **** son of the Nalan family, and will lead the Nalan family to regain the glory of the ancient clan? Good fortune, even me, I have to admit that your ideas are really good, very creative, and bold enough."

Hearing the word ancient clan again, Nalan disease was uncharacteristically calm, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

He stretched out his hand and patted his heart. The naked eye could not detect the flashing of the mine light, and he was quickly eroding his deep foundation of heavenly power.

That was the ‘gift’ that Hou Li gave him.

The sixth-order big sky thunder secret method is upright and bright, and its power is infinite. The true energy it produces is just able to restrain the dying of heaven, or in other words, they are attributes of one body but different origins.

The big sky thunder symbolizes destruction, and the dying heavenly power symbolizes death.

But these two kinds of zhenqi are incompatible with each other, and they are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other.

Therefore, when Hou Baye injected a great thunder in Nalan's heart, he had already severely wounded the Nalan family's leader.

Although it doesn't look as tragic as Hou Baye from the outside, in fact Nalan disease's internal meridians have been shattered by the True Qi conflict by half. If it weren't for the temporary closure of the Xuanmen Youfu, Hou Baye desperately left him.' 'Gifts' had already blown up his mysterious palace and took away his old life.

Thinking of this, Nalan disease's eyes darkened, but in a moment he became relieved.

Fortunately, she was there.

When Naren Bing saw the woman holding the umbrella, she smiled silently, as if thinking of a bright future.

"It's so ugly, Naren disease."

Baye Hou sighed suddenly: "You deformed monsters, turn your wishes into shackles, put them on the necks of these young people, give them powerful power beyond their control, and cultivate brand-new monsters from generation to generation. I thought it was to revive the glory of the family in the past? Naren disease, you should really look at your face now."

"too ugly!"

Hou Baye spit out these three words, even if he was seriously injured, he still made a sound.

"Forget it, Hou Li." Nalan Disease took a step forward, but he no longer had that kind of unpredictable power. He was like an old man in the dying year, with all the spiteful smiles on his face, and he said with a smile: "It's here. At this age, we have nothing left except glory, future, and the surname we inherited from birth."

Nalan disease spit out a scorched suffocating breath, which was a sequelae of the power of thunder destroying his remains.

Now his lungs have been torn apart by the thunder, if it were not for his strong physique, he would not be able to do something as simple as speaking.

But even so, he didn't seem to notice any pain, and looked at the umbrella woman standing there with very longing eyes, and smiled undiminished: "At least, I am worthy of the surname Nalan. And you? After going to the Netherworld, you might be able to answer the Hou family in front of the ancestors of the Hou family.

"Of course not."

Baye Hou coughed and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth at will. "From the moment I was born, I was destined to be the'unscrupulous descendant' of the Hou family. Even if I went to the Netherworld, there is a possibility of one in ten thousand. The remnant soul of the ancestors is lucky enough to remember who they are, and knowing what I did, they should have swarmed up, tear my soul to pieces, and throw it into the deepest part of the Nether River."

"But what does that matter?"

Without waiting for Nalan disease to ridicule again, Baye Hou opened his arms, as if to embrace the heavy rain, and laughed: "What does it matter!?"

When Nalan Bing saw some crazy Hou Baye, he was taken aback for a moment, and his expression turned gloomy again.

The entanglement between the Hou family and the Nalan family has not been a day or two.

No matter how low-key the Nalan family was and how harmless they were, the Hou family, headed by Lord Hou, never let the Nalan family go. Those indifferent eyes kept staring here.

However, now Master Hou is'dead', and the eyes staring at Nalan's family are no longer sharp. Nalan disease almost thought that the day of Nalan's turning over had arrived, but he never expected that after leaving Master Hou, a watchman came. Crazy Hou Baye.

Hou Li——!

Nalan Bing said the name silently, and the killing intent in his heart was almost overflowing.

What does he want to do? What did this lunatic want to do after destroying Nalan’s mansion in the main city?

"Nalan disease, haven't you noticed it?" Baye Hou stopped his laughter and pointed to the top of his head.

Nalan Disease looked at it subconsciously, looking at the dark cloud covering all the stars and the sky, his face was ugly.

"The era of belonging to aristocratic families has passed. The glory of the ancients, for some people, is a piece of shattered iron that gets in the way."

"The family will be destroyed."

"Everything will be destroyed."

Baye Hou's voice gradually became lower and he looked at the woman holding the umbrella, "Monsters should also be buried with the old history."

"shut up!"

Nalan Bing pointed at Baye Hou, and said angrily: "Don't pretend to be here! You are already a waste, Hou Li! You are a waste, what else can you do! What else can you do!"

"Yeah, I'm already abandoned." Baye Hou seemed to have realized it suddenly. His eyes that hadn't had any light shined brightly, and his old face seemed to regain vitality, showing a smile: "But the Hou family will get on the big boat. Overcome the storm and leave a fortune in the new era."

"Even if I am abolished, will the Hou family continue?"

"In this way, even if you go to Netherworld after death, those old ghosts have nothing to say?"

Hou Baye laughed hoarsely, and said to Nalan sickly: "The decayed and outdated rules are about to be broken, and you are not the opponent of the Yan Palace."

"Or it should be said."

"You are not his opponent."

Naren's expression became more ugly.

Of course he knew who Hou Baye was talking about.

The recent fame of that young man was almost overwhelming the two original masters of Yanzhou, Mo Shenfeng and Hou Ye.

"The Nalan family has never been an enemy of King Yan's Mansion. Even if Lu Li wanted to liquidate, he would not be able to liquidate it against us."

Nalan disease still wanted to refute, but when he saw the smiley expression on Hou Baye's face, he immediately understood what he meant.

Now, it doesn't make any sense to refute anything.

Whether the Nalan family was really as ‘innocent’ as he said, he knew better than anyone.

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