For warriors, the older they are, the more terrifying they are, but for aristocratic families, the older they are, the more fearful they are.
They have lived for too long and have been exposed to too many secrets, even many secrets that can subvert everything.
Therefore, within aristocratic families, old antiques are often feared and feared.
The grandmaster who was sent to guard Nalan Mansion was one of the few remaining late Mingyou people in the Hou family.
Even so, when an 'old man' from Nalan's family spoke, he still showed a fearful look.
"Junior, in your hands, the Hou family is really like a pearl covered in dust."
The old voice sounded again.
Immediately, a woman holding an umbrella suddenly appeared in the path of Nalan Mansion.
The woman looked curious, glanced at the Hou family grandmaster, and soon lost interest again, with a trace of disdain flashing in her eyes.
Even though she was only in the Immortal Realm, she showed a disdainful expression towards a grandmaster.
Such a strange scene made the Hou family grandmaster feel trembling, but he looked at the thin old man standing under the umbrella next to the woman.
The old man was too thin and too short.
Standing next to the woman, he seemed to have no sense of presence, but since he appeared, the master of the Hou family has already made a fighting move. His true energy surged, and all the rainwater around him was shattered, avoiding his attack. Body.
The short and thin old man raised his cloudy eyes, looked at him carefully, and then asked: "You are the only one who is here to deal with the Nalan family?"
The Grandmaster of the Hou family said nothing.
The old man also sighed: "I'm old, I'm really old."
"The Nalan family has been silent for too long. Even juniors like you are no longer afraid of us."
Before he finished speaking, Grandmaster Hou's pupils suddenly trembled.
The woman standing next to him, holding an umbrella for the old man, suddenly moved, seemingly fast and slowly. At that moment, even the rain fell into a strange situation, as if it had solidified.
A terrifying shadow appeared behind the woman, as if it had taken control of the space and stopped everything.
Wu Ling!
Grandmaster Hou's heart was shocked, and he immediately recognized the shadow behind the woman.
When he burst out his true energy and broke through the shackles of the martial spirit, the woman's figure disappeared in a flash, and then flashed back to the old man.
All this happened so fast that the umbrella that had lost its grip on the woman didn't even have time to drop down at all, and she had already gone back to hold the handle again.
Wow!
The rain fell again, but Grandmaster Hou's face turned pale and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Heavenly martial spirit... When did the Nalan family raise such a genius?"
He looked at the woman with a shocked and incomprehensible look, and spoke for the first time.
At that moment, the woman in the Immortal Realm used the power of the heavenly martial spirit to give him a huge attack.
If he hadn't been a master in the late Mingyou period, that blow just now would have been enough to make him lose his fighting power and fall to his knees in embarrassment and humiliation.
"hehe."
The short old man shook his head, his eyes full of pride: "The Nalan family has not competed with the Hou family in the past hundred years, and has not even participated in the crazy plan of the Marquis. We are so low-key that even Prince Yan's Palace has almost forgotten our existence. , do you think—we just hid?"
Upon hearing these words, Grandmaster Hou's eyes turned gloomy, and his true energy began to dissipate.
He has been hit hard.
Although he is not dead yet, his combat power has been weakened by at least 40%.
But don't forget, the old man standing next to the woman is the real troublesome existence.
In the late Mingyou period, even if he was at his peak, there was no chance of defeating him.
Now he was severely injured by the 'pervert' around him in a single meeting, and he had no chance of winning.
The Nalan family... I'm afraid they can't hold on anymore.
This thought flashed through the mind of the Hou family master, and at the same time he held the jade pendant on his heart. Just when he was about to crush it, the old man took a slow step forward.
One step later, his skinny palm had already caught the Hou family's grandmaster's wrist.
The unimaginable huge force crushed his wrist bones almost instantly. His immortal body, which had been tempered for thousands of times, seemed as fragile as a joke in front of the old man.
"Mingyou... peak..."
The Grandmaster of the Hou family struggled to spit out these four words, but he stopped struggling. The pulse gate was captured, and his intention to communicate with the Hou family was seen through by the other party. Now the roles of both parties have been completely reversed.
The Nalan family became the hunters, and he was the prey.
"In the late Mingyou period, it would be a pity to kill him."
The old man's cloudy eyes rolled, he looked up at the Hou family's master in front of him, and said with a smile: "Are you willing to serve the Nalan family?"
"If you are willing to nod and tell me the plans of the Yan Palace and the Hou family, I can spare your life."
"Think about it carefully, what good will it do you to work for the Hou family?"
His voice seemed to have a strange rhythm, which made the Hou family's grandmaster's expression become hesitant. He originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say it at all.
Just when his will was about to collapse and he even nodded in agreement, a somewhat sarcastic voice rang out, instantly defeating the old man's control over him.
"Nalan Bing, you old ghost, you are really sick."
"If he doesn't want to, I'll answer you for him."
Hearing this voice, the Hou family grandmaster suddenly woke up, burst out his true energy with all his strength, and broke free from the old man's shackles!
Of course, this was also related to the fact that the old man did not continue to restrain him.
Because, he looked at the figure who walked in from the gate of Nalan's house upright.
An old man who was also a little old, but was wearing a luxurious brocade robe.
"Hou Li, you should call me Brother Nalan."
The old man named Nalan Bing sneered.
"No one has called me this name for many years, and I was a little uncomfortable for a while."
"Since it's so formal, you should also call me, Eighth Master."
Hou Li, also known as Hou Baye, slowly walked forward, stretched out his hand to hold the shoulder of the seriously injured grandmaster, and said with a smile: "Thank you."
"Baye, be careful, that girl's martial spirit is very evil."
He nodded and whispered a reminder.
After hearing this, Hou Baye looked at the woman holding the umbrella, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then suddenly said: "So you have been lurking in the dark all these years just to reawaken the ancient martial arts spirit of the Nalan family?"
"I remember... it's called 'Tianque'?"
"Hou Li, the Nalan family has never been an enemy of the Hou family. You took it upon yourself to send people to keep an eye on the Nalan family. I'm afraid you didn't get the approval of the young manager, right?"
Nalan Bing snorted coldly, but did not answer the question. Instead, he stared at Master Hou Ba with dark eyes: "Why don't you let the Nalan family go?"
"Let it go?"
"Are you kidding me?"
A strange smile appeared on Hou Baye's face, "No matter how weak the Nalan family is, they were once one of the ancient clans. People like you are hiding in Yanzhou and intruding into the Hou family's territory. How can I not guard against it?" ?”
Mentioning the word "ancient tribe", Nalan Bing's eyes flashed with a crazy light, "I warned you, I warned you clearly."
"—No, please mention those two words again!"
boom!
Nalan Bing's thin and thin body suddenly surged up, and his body was instantly filled with vitality exuding a dead breath, and he grabbed Master Hou Ba's throat with one claw.
"You still don't learn a lesson."
Facing Nalan Bing who was charging at him, Hou Baye laughed, and all his powerful energy surged out at this moment!
Nalan Bing's palm seemed to have touched the fire, making a sizzling sound and even a string of black smoke rising up!
"Asshole! Asshole!"
In shock, he quickly moved his steps and floated away from Hou Baye's body. Seeing the burn marks on the back of his hands, he suddenly remembered the skill of the man in front of him, and his anger turned into ridicule, "I almost forgot Damn, you loser, you can’t practice the Emperor’s Dominance Technique!”
"yes."
Hou Baye's body is filled with zhenqi as violent as thunder, which is as strong as the sun and bright.
However, he is not the most famous "Emperor's Dominance" in the Hou family.
"It is precisely because I am a loser who cannot practice the Emperor's Dominance Technique that no one wants to practice the 'Big Sky Thunder Secret Technique', so it fell into my hands."
"And this kind of secret energy, doesn't it just restrain your Nalan family's invincible 'Nirvana Art'?"
Hou Baye grinned, with an extremely playful expression on his old face.
All this seems to be fatalistic and absurd.
The Nalan family's ancestral kung fu is the supreme heavenly kung fu.
But it was restrained by a 'Big Sky Thunder Secret Technique' that was only at the sixth level.
Just like two old men practicing two kinds of exercises, fire and water are incompatible, and they are enemies of life and death!