The old man was the Northern Envoy of the Five Xuanyin envoys. He was surprised to let the other party recognize his identity, but he still gave in to the old man Beishou. However, thinking that the Demu family could not survive today, it didn't matter if they were dragged down by themselves.

"Haha, I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who remember what happened to me back then. Your family's eyes are really wide, and even know about the events of his county decades ago."

How far is Yu County separated from Liangjiang County? The Te'a family is so clear that it is connected to Yu County decades ago. How big is the Te'a family in other places? Isn't it even more terrifying in its hometown in Liangjiang County?

This made the other two families feel that their family crisis. The giant beast of the Te'a family might be holding a big mouth to annex several of its families. Seeing the faces of the Xiwen family and the Latin family's fighting king, Beisou sighed. If the Five Envoys of Xuanyin had today's insights, they wouldn't have...

"Haha, I am the Northern Envoy of the Five Xuanyin envoys, the famous skills of the Blood Yin Palm and the Soul-losing Silk. Who is yours?" The thin old man from the Northern Envoy said the indescribable pride on the face of the Xuanzhou envoy. As respect for his opponent, he usually introduces each other's famous skills and weapons.

The Xiwen family and the Latin family fighting kings were all shocked by the identity of the skinny old man fighting king and the vast information of the Te'a family. The damage to the Dou King who was the same level as the Beishou Old Man just now has changed from being incredible to being like this.

I believe these king-level masters have also heard of the Five Envoys of Xuanyin. Those who face the Blood Yin Palm are definitely fools. The old man from Xiwen's family deserves to die.

"Haha, when did the Five Envoys of Xuanyin become such a noble? My weapon is two short swords and a set of moon-cutting sword techniques." Before the West Chamber could finish speaking, the West Chamber attacked the old man Beishou like a phantom.

Huh! A gust of wind passed, and the old man Beishou blinked slightly, and the attack from the west wing had arrived.

Ding Ding! The soul-lossing silk is like a blood snake passing through the old man Beishou. It blocked the sharp edge of two black short swords. A blood-red left hand also printed on the west wing.

Ding Ding! Chi Chi! The blood-colored red hand confronted a short sword again, which made the ice fighting spirit attached to the short sword vaporize and discover the chi sound. After the two separated for a short time, they rushed towards each other and fought again.

On a large open space in Luoyang Villa in Heyang Town, a middle-aged Dou Wang and a thin old man performed an artistic scene. The two were like two sunset dancers, with their overturned belts and strange and undisputed movements, and wonderful rotation angles.

There were also arcs drawn by the vague bodies that made everyone present see how strange the battle could be. Whenever the opponent attacked, they could barely avoid it with their bodies.

Is this the body of an old man and a middle-aged man? Isn’t this more seductive than a sudden baby? Such dangerous movements require you to grasp your own body to the extent that you can grasp it.

The two black short swords in the west wing hand were like two snakes staring at the thin old man, constantly pressing towards the thin old man's body. The blood-devouring sword tip was like the blood-eroded poisonous fangs, trying to bite the flesh wrapped in the thin old man's ribs.

Sometimes he retreated back to the west wing, guarding the surroundings of the west wing, like a copper wall and an iron wall. He made endless jingles.

The soul-lossing silk in the thin old man's right hand looked like a thin snake spitting long apricots, and opened a fight with the two black poisonous snakes on the west wing's hand.

Hissing! The sound of apricots always surround the west wing, constantly interfering with the judgment of the west wing, but it was not successful, because the black snake in the west wing could always block the invasion of the long red apricot at the critical moment. The two black poisonous snakes also kept biting the blood Yin palm of the old man Beishou.

Huh! Boom! The ground and surroundings where the two fought were destroyed. The strong wind roared, roared, and cheered this wonderful alternative art. This was a kind of visual beauty.

The bright red apricots in the hands of the old man Beishou kept revealing the hearts of everyone present. It was so floating, so light, and so bloody. There was so bloody in perfection. I don’t know how many souls left the world and entered hell under the leadership of a strange soul-torn line.

The red apricots are waving long and long in the wind, like the red apricots coming out of the wall, or the red apricots entering the ground, or the red apricots entering the sea, disturbing everything around the West Chamber, and creeping from the ground where the Beishou Old Man was standing, then strung out from the ground where the West Chamber was standing, lifting up pieces of gravel and cutting the ground.

He drilled into the wall, in the trees, in the flowers, and in the grass, and then rushed out quickly, chasing and biting the west wing. He seemed to have never stopped until blood was seen.

Everyone was intoxicated by the artistic fighting dance of these two people. The fighters saw such beautiful silk threads, but they were so vicious. No wonder people have such an sigh that the most beautiful things are often the most terrifying, terrifying, and poisonous.

This made the fighters feel even more sweating when they appreciate such a beautiful dance. If the red apricot came towards them, would they release a brilliant blood flower under their influence?

The Demu family couldn't keep up with the movements of the two. They saw them dancing in the air, and of course they had no idea that they were in crisis at all times. They just felt that the bloody battle could be such a scene. Perhaps there was no flying sand and stones around them, maybe these two people could not be said to be a bloody battle.

Boom! The old man Beishou's blood-red hand was dodged by a difficult 270-degree rotation in the west wing, and was heavily bombarded on a big tree.

Crack, bang, the big tree broke off on the spot, and fell to the two people who were several meters apart.

"Good opportunity!" The two of them fought for a long time, trying their best to force each other to reveal their flaws, and the big tree fell towards them. At the same time, they realized that this was the best opportunity.

Huhu! The two figures got closer, just as the big tree fell across the middle of the two, he was soothing! Hissing! The two black short swords that were spitting out the cold air violently faced a long red apricot.

The two black and shiny poisonous snakes, under the full ice fighting spirit of the West Chamber, ran towards the old man Beishou with a scream of cold light that cut through the air. The face of the West Chamber also showed a crazy blood-devouring smile. The red apricot was not proud and sang fiercely to the two black snakes. The old man Beishou also looked at the West Chamber with a fierce look on his face.

The West Chamber and the old man Beishou fought for a long time, and finally began to decide the victory and defeat, which made the whole scene even more silent. The two rushed towards each other wildly, and the big tree mixed in the middle became a thing for them to avoid. The two could only rely on their intuition to judge the direction and purpose of the other party's attack.

When everyone saw the reaction of the two of them, they knew that the victory or defeat was about to be decided. In fact, after watching the battle for so long, it was obvious that the two of them were almost the same.

But now there is a big tree in the middle. Who can get the lead? Of course, the probability of winning is higher, and this is not impossible. These two people may still have brake clippers.

Puff! The sound of the soul-losing silk that was supposed to block the two short swords did not sound, but the sound of a knife stabbed into the human body.

Sisi, the west wing blocked the cut silver wire that was cut by Wushuang Short Sex with his hands. The silver wire was still pierced towards the west wing, and was blocked by the west wing with his left hand, in exchange for a short hand of his right hand that penetrated deeply into the old man Beishou's abdomen, cold fighting spirit.

The wound he was stabbed immediately covered with a layer of thin ice. Just as the West Chamber was about to retreat, sizzled! He heard the sound of another soul-loss thread piercing into human flesh. The West Chamber jumped back, lowered his head and stared at the blood-red soul-loss thread piercing into his Douhai hole and was pulled out of his body.

It turned out that the old man Beishou used his other hand to control the other end of the soul-losing silk, penetrated out of the tree, and pierced into the West Chamber's body like lightning. The powerful Dou Qi also bombarded the Douhai acupoint in the West Chamber's body with the silver chain.

The West Chamber was so stupid that she couldn't believe the bloody wound. The thin old man standing by the big tree also slowly fell down along the big tree. The West Chamber was retreating and felt more and more powerless, and the fighting spirit of physical strength was quickly dissipating.

Boom! The west wing, which had jumped out more than five meters, fell heavily to the ground, and his whole body was trembling constantly. Around him, the ground quickly spread out by a silver cold wave on his body.

In the eyes of the Te'a family, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, the blood-red face of the West Chamber suddenly turned pale, and its hair and eyebrows became ice-shaped.

Several other Dou Wangs of the Te'a family quickly carried the west wing back. Xiao Ke and Xiao Zhang also carried the old man Beishou back. A deep knife edge appeared there, and blood gushed out like a storm. The old man Beishou urgently bandaged him and let him lean against him so that he would not let blood overflow from his mouth.

Grey, Lan Xianger, and Demu also came to the side of the old man Beishou. Demu watched the powerful Dou King fight to death for his family, and he could no longer survive. He could not save the old man seriously injured for his family.

Demu's eyes were wet, but he was not allowed to cry at the scene, and he could only deeply suppress his inner feelings.

"Thank you!" Demu, who held the old man Beishou's hand, said this word of thanks for a long time.

"Haha, it's okay, old man Skinny, I should have died back then. If my elder brother hadn't saved me with his life, I would not be as good as I am now, haha," Pu! The old man Beishou, who was talking, was still feeling uncomfortable when he ordered his elder brother to save him and died. He touched the wound and vomited a big mouthful of blood again.

"Haha, I finally changed two Dou Kings today, and my life is worth it. Besides, I still died under the perverted and famous weapon, and I am satisfied with death."

Looking at the several fighting masters of the Te'a family hundreds of meters away, after saving the lives of the West Chamber, they all shook their heads. The old man Beishou showed a joyful smile on his pale face.
Chapter completed!