The muscles on Lou Yuanqing's face jumped significantly twice, and he got up slowly, staring at Yebei with a pair of angry eyes, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, gritting his teeth and squeezing out a sentence:

"Your Excellency is doing this, do you want to explain?"

At this moment, Lou Yuanqing still wanted to win over the other party.

Yebei didn't pay attention to it at all, and never showed mercy to this kind of insidious and vicious martial artist.

His deep eyes looked around, and his lips moved slightly: "Where is Yu Sheng and Yu Qiang." ”

The words fell, and there was silence all around.

After a moment of silence, two middle-aged burly warriors walked out of the crowd, and they knew at a glance that they were two brothers.

"Who are you? Why do you know my two brothers? The martial artist named Yu Qiang was the first to ask.

Both brothers are hermitages, and they rarely interact with people on weekdays, and there are not many people who know them.

"Tianhe, behead them."

Yebei said indifferently.

As soon as the words fell, it was a killing order, Chu Tianhe did not hesitate at all, and instantly pulled out his waist...... Suona.

Forget it, suona is suona, it's all something to send people away anyway.

Chu Tianhe was accumulating strength at his feet, and rushed into the air with an arrow step, and by the way, he also blew a few words of 'bitter seven passes', and the miserable suona sound suddenly resounded through the valley, and everyone felt numb when they heard it.

"Who the hell are you, we have no grievances, why did you kill us?" Yu Qiang roared.

"Twenty-three years ago, you two brothers killed a daughter in turn, and you won't forget it." Yebei said coldly.

When the two brothers heard this, they were shocked and couldn't help but take two steps back.

No one knew this better than the two brothers, at that time, they were only worshipping, but after all, they did not receive the beauty of the daughter of the head of the family......

However, it has long been an old thing, and they have been hidden for so long, how can the people in front of them know?

Twenty-three years is indeed an old thing, the warriors are in turmoil, and they were still supervised by the Ministry of War at that time, but these files are now in the Temple of the Gods.

"Old Lou, help!"

Feeling that the person who came exuded the aura of the peak level of the king, the two brothers shouted for help in unison.

Back then, the two brothers were just martial artists, and after twenty-three years, they were just three-star gods of war.

It can be seen how important the word talent is to a martial artist.

"Humph!"

Lou Yuanqing let out a deep sigh, raised his arm, and slapped the void in the direction that Chu Tianhe was coming from.

is only a king, and he dares to make a mistake here!

However, with a sound, a crimson afterimage in the ground suddenly rose from the ground and fell directly into Yebei's palm, and then, slashed down.

The cold blade roared, directly defeating Lou Yuanqing's palm wind, Chu Tianhe stepped on the void, and the true qi condensed on the suona, directly towards the two below, the void slashed.

Hmmm——!

Under the blow, the cold true qi directly penetrated the two people's bodies, and they fell down without even having time to let out a wail.

The sound of suona came again, and the corners of Lou Yuanqing's eyes trembled, this time, as the head of the hermit world, this person actually killed people again and again in front of him, which was a naked provocation.

As soon as he wanted to make a move, he heard Yun Xingyuan exclaim on the side.

"Northern King Knife!"

Lou Yuanqing stopped in an instant, his palm was still condensed with true qi, he turned sideways, looked not far away, and saw that in the hand of the young man in white, a war knife exuded a red luster like a flame.

If it's not the North King Knife, what else can it be?

The young man in white in front of him is the king of the north?

There was a commotion in the crowd, although no one had ever seen the North King, but the murderous reputation of the North King Knife had long been famous.

The sound of suona gradually faded away, Lou Yuanqing could not still take care of Chu Tianhe, withdrew the true qi in his palm, stared at Yebei, and said indifferently: "I didn't expect a generation of northern kings, but they are ruthless." ”

"Kill the three of my hidden martial artists, this matter, it is impossible to just forget it."

Today, many parties gathered, and he is not afraid of the king of the north alone.

"It's four!"

With a loud voice, a young man in a forged rust robe came with anger.

It was that Qiao Hao.

"Grandpa Lou, this person killed my father under the mountain, you have to make the decision for me!"

A loud grandfather Lou proves his relationship is not expensive.

"What? Is Joehon dead? ”

Lou Yuanqing exclaimed, he had no children under his knees, and for so many years, he had been treating Qiao Hong as a godson.

"My father had all his muscles and veins broken, and he experienced all kinds of pain before he died!" Qiao Hao's eyes were cracked, and he gritted his teeth.

If this revenge is not avenged, he will be a son of man in vain!

It's just that he never thought that his father, who was a murderer who had four lives, didn't even let go of his unborn child.

Killing people pays for life, it is justified, not to mention four human lives.

Yebei stood with his hands in his hands, looked around at everyone, and said loudly, resounding through the valley.

"Today, those who surrender can live!"

Yebei, who has always been decisive in killing, faced the warriors on the top of the mountain, and did not kill the killer.

On the contrary, it gave everyone a chance to live.

That is, surrender to the temple of the gods, if not, there will be no forgiveness!

The way of ancient martial arts, originated in China, Yebei knew in his heart that whether it was a sect, a family, or a hermit, it was impossible to kill.

Now the gate valve seems to have been washed away by blood, and within 30 years, it will be reborn again.

Only by reducing it to its own use can it be consistent with the outside world.

The foreign enemy, that is the real enemy.

Before, if the warriors of the world gathered together, how could the Dragon Kingdom be bullied by the barbarians outside the country.

As a descendant of Yan and Huang, he has no armed force, but he does not have a trace of patriotism, if it is like this, how can he be strong.

At this moment, Yebei stood between the heavens and the earth with his hands in his hands, and his white-clothed body was filled with a coercion, shocking the entire mountaintop.

"What a big breath to make me surrender at your feet? You're not afraid to flash your tongue either! ”

"If you want me to surrender, I don't know if you have the ability!"

Lou Yuanqing stretched out one hand to his waist behind his back, and suddenly pulled out a three-foot short stick, the whole body was jet black, the ends were thick and thin in the middle, it was obvious that this was an ancient cold weapon, and its name was 'pestle'.

The pestle, wood, was originally just a wooden stick used to pound rice in the people's homes, but with the development, it became a weapon.

At this moment, what Lou Yuanqing is holding in his hand is obviously made of metal, exuding light, and it is obviously not ordinary.

"Beware, King North!"

Seeing the other party rushing over, Yan Chen exclaimed, after a short fight just now, this Lou Yuanqing's strength has already reached the late stage of the Holy Realm, which should not be underestimated.

However, Yebei did not use the Beiwang Sword, his left hand stretched out in the void, and a stream of true qi condensed in his palm, gradually forming a seven-inch sword body.

"True gasification? Saint realm-level exercises? In the distance, Situ also saw this scene, and his complexion changed suddenly.

Throughout the ages, being able to condense and transform one's own true qi into shape can only be done by Saint Realm-level exercises.

At this moment, Yebei threw it with one hand, and the sword body in his palm burst out, directly shaking the blade in Lou Yuanqing's hand.

Rumble!

There was a muffled sound, and they collided in an instant, and the surrounding space was distorted.

One is a true gasification, the other is an ancient divine weapon, and the moment they collided, the blade in Lou Yuanqing's hand broke instantly.

This scene shocked everyone.

Lou Yuanqing retreated violently in an instant, releasing all the true qi in the dantian, forming a barrier to resist the remaining strength.

The pale face was full of shock, but he didn't expect that under just one blow, his divine weapon would collapse, and he had no power to resist.

"Yun Xingyuan, Situ Yi, what are you two still doing in a daze, let's join forces and kill him!"