"Humph!"

Lou Long snorted coldly.

For the 'cunning' person in front of him who likes to sneak attack, he has long been on guard.

A martial arts barrier suddenly lit up, enveloping his body.

Other than that, there is no defense.

In his opinion, this young man in white is just a martial artist, how can he compare with martial arts.

The crimson sword had arrived, and Lou Long crossed his arms in front of his chest, unmoved, and even had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Click!

As soon as he touched the barrier, there was a cracking sound.

"What!"

Lou Long was startled and hurriedly dodged.

The knife flashed, bringing up a handful of blood.

With a scream, one arm fell to the ground in unison.

Such a scene made everyone stunned.

If it is said that when this person faced Liu Guiyan just now, he was able to succeed under a sneak attack, then now he is obviously relying on strength.

For a moment, everyone realized that something was wrong.

This young man in white is not an ordinary warrior!

Yebei's qi and blood are condensed in the bones, giving people the feeling that the breath is extremely weak, in the eyes of others, this is just an ordinary martial artist who can no longer be ordinary.

Under this illusion, all martial arts people felt that this young man in white was just someone who could be killed at will.

In the spiritual land, the martial artists who have not opened the spiritual aperture are all low-level people, and they cannot compete with the martial artists at all.

How do they know that there are thousands of martial artists who died under the sword of the Northern King.

At this moment, Lou Long broke one of his arms, he failed to die, covering his wounds, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes were full of resentment.

As the leader of the second generation of the Lou family, it is a great shame to be cut off by a martial artist in front of everyone.

However, he was angry, but he did not lose his mind, and he clearly knew that his strength was inferior to that of the other party.

This kid is very wicked.

"Boy, I wrote down today's hatred!"

Lou Long said angrily, picked up the broken arm from the ground, and wanted to leave.

It's just that he wants to go, can he go?

There are no waves in the north of the night, holding the North King Knife in his hand, and the void is slashed.

Today, as long as you dare to covet the supreme bone of your son, no one can live!

The cold sword swept in again, thunderous, still without fancy.

Lou Long couldn't avoid retreating, his eyes were about to split, and he gritted his teeth and released all his strength.

A mouthful of essence blood gushed out, condensing in front of him into a blood-mist-like barrier.

Everyone is already in a state of stupor.

As a leader in the second generation of the Lou family, Lou Long's strength is already good.

However, at this moment, in the face of a martial artist, he was forced into this situation.

People who haven't fought with Yebei can't experience this horror.

This seemingly fancy-free knife is so domineering.

"Ahh

The sword has arrived, and Lou Long roared, urging all his strength.

At this point, he couldn't even fight back, so he could only defend.

Click!

A cracking sound rang out again.

"Poof!"

Lou Long was hit hard, a mouthful of thick blood gushed out, and he was directly knocked away a hundred meters away, lying on the ground dying.

Being able to withstand Yebei's blow and not losing his life is enough to prove his good foundation.

"How could it be ......?"

Blood kept spilling from the corners of Lou Long's mouth, and his round eyes were full of fear.

He didn't understand why a martial artist could burst out with such a powerful force.

"His strength has improved a lot."

Gu Laoxie couldn't help but condense his voice.

Compared with Wusheng Mountain, after Yebei absorbed the national fortune, the strength he showed at this moment was obviously much higher.

What did this demon go through?

However, this faint voice made the night howling wind beside him suddenly look sideways, and said in shock:

"You know him!?"

Yebei is just the first time to the spiritual land, so naturally no one knows him.

He Gu Laoxi's words obviously know Yebei, and it seems that they have known each other for a long time.

Don't......?

Night Howling Wind's eyes jumped suddenly, and the answer came to mind in an instant.

What else could there be.

"If this guy doesn't stop, do you want to kill Lou Long?"

An exclamation came from the crowd.

Just because he saw the knife in Yebei's hand, he was slowly raised.

"If you really want to kill him, there will be great disaster!"

One person's face was solemn, and then he said: "The Lou clan is already scarce, kill Lou Long, that old madman is bound to start a war with the Night Clan, let's come here today, seeing Lou Long being killed and not helping, we all have to be implicated!" ”

The old madman in this person's mouth is the ancient ancestor of the Lou family.

Liu Guiyan killed him, after all, he was a member of the side of the Liu clan, and with the background of the Ye clan, the other party did not dare to start a war easily.

But this old madman in the Lou clan is different, he is just such a son as Lou Long.

Voices sounded in the crowd, and Yebei could hear it, but his face was like water, and the raging sword was about to fall.

At this moment, a force of martial power galloped in, accompanied by a monstrous roar.

"Who dares to kill my son, I, Lou Xuanxiao, will wash him with blood!"

The roar came from the strength, resounding through the sky, and it was even more coercive, obviously trying to make Yebei stop his hand.

"Oh no, that old madman is here!"

Everyone's eardrums were shaken and hurt, and they couldn't help but look for prestige, and in the distance, a figure was rushing towards the sky.

And at this moment, what made everyone even more shocked was that the young man in white didn't pay any attention to it at all, and directly slashed it down.

The sharp blade swept away.

That Lou Long was already wounded, and he was no longer able to resist at this moment.

Hmmm-

The power of the sword directly penetrated his body, killing Na Lou Long on the spot.

"I'm in trouble."

The three words fell, and one person was about to leave.

Many people just came to see the excitement, and no one expected it to come to this point.

Just as soon as it flew up, there was a scream.

The half-empty body suddenly stopped, as if it was imprisoned by coercion.

The next moment, the entire body shattered into a cloud of blood mist.

"Seeing my son being killed, you guys, all deserve to die!!"

A roar, with a monstrous fury.

But if you ask, you're going to die? No wonder this man is called a madman.

The figure fell into the air.

Dressed in a black robe, with silver hair dancing wildly, coupled with that old face, he became so hideous from anger at the moment, as if he had fallen into madness.

Everyone retreated, their faces frightened.

This is the ancestor of the Lou clan, no matter the age or strength, it is far from comparable to their generation.

Ye Xiaofeng stepped forward and bowed: "Senior Lou, this matter is not the fault of Yebei, it is Lou Long's life first." ”

Facing Lou Xuanxiao, Ye Xiaofeng also had to salute, this was the same generation as his father.

"This son is from your Night Clan!"

Lou Xuanxiao suddenly looked sideways, and his eyes were red.

Although he is called a madman, he is not really a madman.

The son was killed in front of the Night Clan, so naturally he has nothing to do with the Night Clan.

If it was another clan, he wouldn't bother to say a word, and he would directly go on a killing spree.

"Yes."

Although the night howling wind has no fear on his face, he is already helpless in his heart.

This matter has evolved to the present, and I am afraid that it is no longer good.

"Let Ye Yunyi, that old thing, get out!"

Lou Xuanxiao looked away, looked at the Night Clan, and roared angrily.

Although he is the leader of the second generation, he is not of the same generation and level as himself.

His son was killed, and he had to give an explanation.