Bei He stepped forward, not seeming to take this Elder Wang seriously.

Just as he stepped into the severed gate, Elder Wang snorted coldly and swept towards the Beihe River with his thin sword in hand.

As the person's wrist shook, the blade of the thin sword shook like a soft snake, making a rattling sound, and in a strange trajectory, it stabbed into Beihe's eyebrows.

"Whew!"

Beihe flicked his fingers, and a fist-sized fireball burst out from his fingertips.

Seeing this scene, Elder Wang's pupils shrank, and the soft sword in his hand stabbed at the fireball that shot out.

"Bang!"

Under this thorn, the fireball exploded, like a blooming firework, turning into sparks and scattering down.

"Woo Woo ......"

Next, with Bei He's snapping of his fingers, fireballs shot out from his fingertips one after another, hitting all around Elder Wang's body.

And the speed of these fireballs is even faster than that of arrows.

The thin sword in Elder Wang's hand slashed horizontally and vertically, and the brilliant silver light on the sword body shone all over the palace.

But just by taking a look, this person's face changed greatly.

The thin sword in his hand was burned red by the high temperature of the fireballs after detonating the fireballs.

"Whew!"

Just as the heat spread to the hilt of his sword, a puff of white smoke came out of the palm of his grip on it.

Elder Wang was in pain, and immediately let go of the thin sword in his hand.

"Bang!"

At the same time, a fireball hit the back of his hand.

"Ahh

Elder Wang let out a cry of pain from this blow, only to see the fireball that hit the back of his hand spread out, spreading upwards along his wrist, enveloping his entire arm and incinerating it.

In just this moment, Elder Wang fell to the ground, and the dignified Void Realm martial artist actually rolled in an attempt to extinguish the burning arm.

Fortunately, the man moved quickly, and after rolling in place for a few turns, the flame on his arm was finally extinguished.

However, his entire arm was charred black, and blood continued to overflow from the charred flesh.

"Elder Wang, this arm looks useless, a good person in the north will do it to the end, so help you unload it." ”

Just as Elder Wang was baring his teeth and enduring the sharp pain, a voice sounded in front of him.

Elder Wang looked up suddenly, and saw the masked figure, looking at him condescendingly.

As soon as the words fell, the person in front of him raised his index finger and middle finger and made a downward slashing motion.

"Poof!"

A white sword qi that was stimulated from his fingertips swept down from Elder Wang's shoulder.

"Smack!"

The next moment, I heard the sound of an object falling to the ground.

It was Elder Wang's charred arm, which broke off from the position of his shoulder and fell to the ground.

"No!"

Elder Wang's roar of pain resounded throughout the hall.

However, this person is worthy of being a Void Realm martial artist, and he forcibly agitated the true qi in his body to block the blood vessels in his shoulder. At this time, he raised his head, looked at Beihe, gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you?" ”

At the moment, this person who was wearing a mask and assassinating the emperor, but called him Elder Wang, it seems that this person should know him.

And he didn't remember when he had offended someone so powerful and so weird.

"After Elder Wang left the Lanshan Sect, he should have enjoyed enough glory and wealth in the years he has followed the Seven Princes, as the saying goes, nobles forget things, and it is normal not to remember Bei. "North River Road.

"You ......"

After hearing the words "Lanshan Sect", Elder Wang's face was full of disbelief, and he finally remembered who Beihe was.

At that time, the Lanshan Sect went up and down, only Lu Hou's taciturn disciple escaped, and Lu Hou's disciple seemed to be surnamed Bei as he remembered.

After so many years, he had long forgotten the original Beihe who only had the strength of the Force Realm. After all, he won't take this kind of little person in his eyes.

When he learned that the person wearing the mask at the moment turned out to be the only remnant of the original Lanshan Sect, he was shocked and angry.

"Since the right hand is gone, it doesn't look good to keep the left hand. Beihe looked at him and chuckled.

Hearing this, Elder Wang roared, "No...... What are you doing...... Ahh

But in the end, another scream rang out.

With Beihe's sword qi slashing down, Elder Wang's other arm was also cut off directly from his shoulder, and fell to the ground with a "snap".

"Ah...... Ah......h

Elder Wang's terrible screams pierced the night of the rainstorm.

And because of the pain, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

It was a few moments before he gritted his teeth and trembled.

"Back then, Elder Wang's legs stood on the edge of the cliff like a rock, blocking the secret passage. I just don't know if Elder Wang's legs are really as hard as a rock. ”

At this point, Beihe's index finger and middle finger once again stimulated a white sword qi.

"No...... I was forced to ......"

Elder Wang kept shaking his head, begging for mercy. He sat on the ground, but his legs kicked back as he spoke.

Bei He just hooked the corners of his mouth, and the sword qi in his hand suddenly slashed down.

"Poof...... Poof......"

With two soft sounds, Elder Wang's legs were cut off from the root of his thighs, and blood immediately gushed out like a column of water.

This dignified Void Realm martial artist was cut off by Bei He, his hands and legs were cut off, and he turned into a human stick.

At this time, Elder Wang was already speechless, and a strange gurgling sound came from his throat, and blood foamed from the corners of his mouth.

"Elder Wang will take a step first, and after going down, let's bring a message to the sect master by the way, and after a while, Bei will let the Seven Princes also come to accompany his old man, as well as more than a thousand people from my Lanshan Sect. Beihe said as he walked past him.

By the end of his words, he had already turned his back to Elder Wang and stepped into the depths of the room.

Elder Wang's eyes were full of pain, unwillingness, deep resentment, and a trace of remorse, and finally his eyes were fixed and he did not blink.

After Beihe stepped into the depths of the room, he found that this room was connected by several rooms, and he walked all the way to the innermost, and at this time he could see that there was still a faint water stain on the ground.

He killed Elder Wang, but it was only a small half cup of tea, and the Seven Princes couldn't run far, and they couldn't escape.

And when he followed the passage to a place that looked like a dormitory, he saw a number of guards in armor in front of him. All of them had a murderous intent, as if waiting for his arrival.

There were twenty or thirty of these guards, and although they were fully armed, they were all Qi Realm martial artists.

Behind these guards was the embarrassed Seventh Prince, still sitting on a high seat at the moment.

At this time, the Seventh Prince looked at Beihe and grinned, "If you leave now, nothing will happen to me." But if you continue to be obsessed, then the immortal chief will be your death. ”

The Seventh Prince had never had this feeling of being manipulated for life and death, and at this moment he faced Beihe and was finally afraid.

After hearing the word "Immortal Chief", Beihe frowned.

Immediately, he noticed that there was a pile of jade stones that looked like broken pieces at the feet of the Seventh Prince. His pupils shrank, and it seemed to be a messenger.

As soon as he thought of this, he looked at the Seven Princes in front of him, and finally lost his patience, only to see him walking forward in a hurry.

"Kill...... Kill...... Kill him for me!"

The Seventh Prince stood up in fright, and then he pointed at Beihe and shouted, but because the movement was too big, he sat down again.

With his order, the guards here immediately rushed towards the North River.

In the face of these Qi Realm martial artists, Bei He stimulated the Qinggang Technique, and then the middle finger of his index finger burst out with white sword qi, constantly pointing at these people.

Under his movements, the armor on the bodies of these Qi Realm martial artists was suddenly pierced with sharp sword qi.

Although the speed of these people rushing towards the North River was fast, the speed at which they fell in pieces was even faster.

After seeing that these people couldn't stop Beihe's footsteps, the Seventh Prince exclaimed, which was very different from his usual high-ranking imperial appearance.

Taking advantage of the efforts of these guards to stop the North River, he fled again, and after opening the gate, rushed into the rainy night.

And at this time, Beihe, the sword qi inspired by his fingertips just pierced the eyebrows of the last guard.

After seeing the Seventh Prince who was about to flee, he waved his sleeves.

"Whew!"

A flying blade shot out of his cuff.

"Poof!"

The next moment, the Seventh Prince, who had just run out of the main hall, immediately fell down.

Bei He stretched out his hand, and the bloody flying blade sank into his cuff again, and then he walked towards the Seven Princes with his hands behind his back.

Over the years, he would practice his sword qi technique, fireball technique, and the golden net and this flying blade that he could control every day.

This flying blade is extremely lightweight, and it doesn't cost too much mana, and Beihe is already able to handle it skillfully. Just now, this flying blade wrapped around the crook of the Seventh Prince's leg, and the Seventh Prince's hamstrings had already been cut off by him.

The body of the Seventh Prince who was running immediately fell, and he wanted to stand up, but he could only kneel on the ground, and his calves below the knee did not have the slightest sensation, only to find that his hamstrings had been cut.

When he looked back at Beihe, who was slowly approaching him, he yelled, "Come on, help...... Rescue ......"

It's just that he burst into the palace just now, causing all the guards in the palace to kill towards that palace.

Now in the palace, countless imperial court guards are fighting fiercely around the Mo capital of the corpse refining body. Although there is only one person in Modu, the battle situation is one-sided, and in the palace, hundreds of broken corpses have fallen at the feet of Modu, piling up mountains of corpses. And the more people who died, the more the surrounding Imperial Guards rushed towards this place.

"Click!"

With a bolt of lightning illuminating the entire palace, the Seven Princes saw that Beihe had come to him. A pair of cold eyes under the mask stared at him without any emotional fluctuations.

At this time, he could only kneel on the ground, unable to escape, looking up at Beihe with only despair in his eyes.

"You can't kill me...... You can't kill me......" The Seventh Prince was speechless.

"It's to give North a reason not to kill you. Beihe looked down at him.

"Back then, it was your master who killed my imperial uncle first, and I would kill him. The Seven Princes said.

"My master deserves Bei's confession, but you slaughtered my Lanshan Sect. Beihe sneered.

He still remembered that back then, when the sect leader Jiang Muyuan was separated from him, he told him that if he would avenge his master and brother in the future, he would also avenge the revenge of the Lanshan Sect by the way.

Today, he has fulfilled the promise he made to the suzerain.

At this point, Bei He stepped forward, grabbed the scattered long hair of the Seven Princes, lifted his head, and held the flying blade in the other hand and placed it on the neck of the Seven Princes.

"Father!"

At this moment, a boy's voice came from the palace in the distance.

Then a small figure ran out and stepped into the rainy night.

It was a boy with red lips and white teeth, only five or six years old, dressed in a yellow robe, and his identity was extraordinary at first glance.

When he stepped into the rainy night, he saw a scene in the distance, and the boy's face was pale, and his small body was trembling wildly in the pouring rain.

Immediately behind the boy, another shadow also ran out.

It was a woman in a long red dress who looked less than thirty years old.

This woman has fair skin, extremely delicate facial features, and her appearance can be called a captivating city.

"Dragon!"

As soon as Fang appeared in the rainy night, the woman hugged the soaked boy and protected him in her arms.

However, when she looked up and saw a masked figure in front of her, holding the head of the Seventh Prince in one hand and holding the blade on the neck of the Seventh Prince with the other, the woman covered her mouth and was so frightened that her face was pale.

"Click!"

Another flash of lightning lit up the night sky, and then Beihe saw clearly the graceful and luxurious woman in the long red dress.

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Chapter 134: The Beauty of the Past