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Xi Men Kui said coldly: "Of course I know, wait another five years! Only five years! His swordsmanship will definitely surpass you and me! No one else in this world was his match! He could rule the world and be invincible! When the time comes, it would be even easier to destroy your Beitang Clan! But this old man can't wait any longer! In five years, who knows if you, Beitang Ao, will be happy about it? "If you can't witness the Beitang Family being exterminated with your own eyes, how can you be considered to have avenged it?"

Beitang Ao shook his head, "A genius like him has been wasted by you! He's too young! It was definitely not a good thing for a person to have too many accomplishments and halos at such a young age! Showing off your edge is a taboo for sword artists! "

Ximen Kui shouted, "You don't have the right to pretend to be good here! Two more rounds! Send someone out quickly! If you feel that you don't have the confidence to get your sons to fight, don't hide like a turtle! You can come out and learn Yu'er's swordsmanship and see if it's a good thing for her to show off her strength! "

Beitang Ao kept quiet, kept silent and kept calm. After thinking for a while, he said, "Ximen Kui! Today, Beitang and Ximen Family will fight to the death! Can you give us some time? "

Xi Men Kui laughed coldly: "You want to settle some matters behind the scenes? Good! There's no need for you to avoid it, we'll avoid it! We'll stand guard outside the door! I'll give you the time of an incense stick! If anyone dares to run, then don't blame us for being impolite and starting a massacre! "

Beitang had a proud expression on his face as he said two words, "Thank you!"

A trace of contempt appeared in the corner of Xi Men Kui's eyes. He led the three teenagers out of the ancestral hall.

Once the four of them left, the ancestral hall fell into a deathly silence!

Everyone's face was as though they were facing a great enemy, grim and murderous!

It was because everyone was abnormally clear that this time, the Beitang Family was facing the greatest disaster that had struck them in the past hundred years! [I am afraid it is too much for me to escape this calamity …]

Beitang Mo could not hold it in any longer and said, "That old bastard Ximen has bullied us! It was simply like a tiger pouncing on a fly! Father, why do you not allow your son to teach them a lesson? "

Beitang said angrily, "Shut up! You're already in your fifties, and you're still so stupid? "

The moment Beitang Mo was scolded, he immediately fell silent!

Beitang had a violent temper and was also annoyed. He cursed at his eldest son's stupidity!

Amongst them, the one who was the calmest was Beitang Cheng. Seeing his father's worried expression, he said, "Father! Your martial arts are highly likely to win against Ximen Yu or Ximen Kui! This was a very big victory! For the remaining battle, both Big Bro and Tianfu would fight! We may not necessarily lose! "

The old servant Song Tianfu, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke: "The old master has suffered internal injuries! "We've lost all of our inner strength!"

"Huh?"

"How could this be?"

"Grandfather!" How did you get hurt? "

"Father, have you been plotted against by the old thief Xi Men? No wonder they came looking for us at this time! "

Upon hearing that Beitang Ao had suffered internal injuries, the Beitang disciples were angry and concerned!

Deep within their hearts, everyone was filled with a sense of majesty and sadness!

Beitang Mengze suddenly said, "Grandfather! Since they are so despicable, we shouldn't talk about the principles of the martial arts world! Later, we will all rush forward and fight to the death! "Even if we die, our Beitang Clan will die a violent death!"

Beitang Menglong also followed: "Brother is right! Men's blood spilled all over their heads! Grandpa! Father! Second Uncle! Later, let us brothers take the lead! "As a disciple of the Beitang Clan, we will live and die with the Beitang Clan!"

Mournful!

Murderous!

Everyone's eyes were red, and their faces were filled with the determination to face death unflinchingly!

Everyone looked at Beitang Ao, waiting for his orders!

A trace of emotion flashed across Beitang Ao's face as he said, "You are all good descendants of the Beitang Clan! However, this battle is definitely not your battlefield! The Beitang Clan could not be destroyed like this! Actually, I had already thought of a plan the day I received the written challenge! "

Beitang Cheng said, "Father! What countermeasures do you have? "

Beitang said proudly, "Ze'er, Long'er, Ling'er is the youngest and most talented descendant of our Beitang Clan! In the future, the three of you will be the lucky stars of the Beitang Estate! Mo'er, you have superhuman strength! When the war begins, cover the three of them and escape! "

Beitang Mengze immediately kneeled down and said, "Grandfather! Your grandson will definitely not be a deserter! "

Beitang Menglong also knelt down and said, "I'm not leaving! Grandfather and Father are not afraid of death, and neither are we afraid of death! We are one family, we must die together! "

Beitang Ling also knelt down as well, "I'm not leaving either."

Beitang said angrily, "You all want to be unfilial descendants? Today, all of you will die here. In the future, who will bear the heavy responsibility of reviving the Beitang Family? There was no need to worry about not having enough firewood to burn! "The three of you are Qingshan of the Beitang Clan!"

Beitang Mengze said, "But grandpa..."

Beitang said angrily, "Don't say anymore! It was decided! When the free-for-all started, Tianfu and Cheng'er would delay Xi Men Yu! Xi Men Kui did not know that I had lost all my inner strength. He was afraid of my martial arts, and would not act so easily! The remaining two black-robed men were not enough! Mo'er, do your best to protect the three of them as they escape! As for the other guards, they were trying to create a disturbance so that they could quickly evacuate the young disciples of the Beitang family and their servants. From now on, the Beitang Clan would disappear from the martial arts world! No one is allowed to say anything more! It's decided! "

Beitang Ao's expression was one of indifference and coldness!

He had roamed the world for several decades, so what hadn't he seen before?

In the martial world, one would risk one's life or death on the battlefield. Sooner or later, they would be beheaded by the enemy!

He had to return the favor!

It was only a matter of time! No one could escape the fate of the martial arts world!

Beitang Ao was not afraid of death at all. He had lived for more than eighty years. What had he not experienced before? At this moment, even if Beitang Sect was exterminated, he did not feel that it was a pity! The only pity is that these smart and obedient children …

They would probably suffer in the future!

Beitang Cheng was the first to kneel down with tears streaming down his face, "Father! Please accept your son's bow! My unfilial son has been unable to properly serve my lord father. I am truly ashamed! But today, I hope to advance and retreat together with Father! "

Beitang nodded his head sadly: "Alright! We, father and son, will give it our all! "

Everyone knelt down and kowtowed.

Every single one of them felt as though they were going to die. Every single one of them had tears streaming down their cheeks. Every single one of them was determined to die! They all knelt down and kowtowed to Beitang Ao!

At this critical moment of life and death, the Beitang Clan actually had a bit of humanity in them.

The icy luster that lurked on the rooftop, upon seeing this family face death with a righteous and cold affection, could not help but slightly tremble in the soft spot deep within their hearts … She suddenly felt lucky that she had transmigrated into the Beitang Clan!

This time, she felt that the Beitang Clan was human!

Suddenly!

The four of them walked in again!

"Alright!" Time is up! Have you finished dealing with the aftermath? Actually! There's nothing else to say, since all of you are running today! All of you will die! "

Beitang Ao said coldly: "Cut the crap! The fourth battle, Beitang Mo! Go and see the sword techniques of the Xi Men family! "

Beitang Mo stood up with his fists cupped together, "Yes! Father! Your child will definitely not disappoint you! "

The people of the Beitang Clan had already reached a tacit understanding! The fifth battle had ended! This would lead to a chaotic battle! Protect the three young children and escape in the chaotic battle!

Beitang Mo's sword had somehow been replaced by a golden stick!

This was his famous weapon! Although Sakura Sword was famous for its swords, Beitang Mo had used this 660kg golden staff on the battlefield!

Xi Men Yu sneered and drew his sword!

"Hurry up!" Waiting another moment was a waste of time! "The Beitang Clan's sword art is too weak to withstand a single blow!"

"You're courting death!" "Little thief!"

Beitang Mo roared!

The golden stick swept up a gust of wind and charged forward!

Xi Men Yu was calm and unperturbed. He held the Fire Cloud Sword with ease.

Beitang Mo's Golden Staff Art was powerful beyond compare, and was naturally invincible in the battlefield. However, it seemed like there was a lack of agility when he met a top expert like Xi Men Yu!

The two of them battled on the field for more than a hundred rounds, and Beitang Mo was gradually losing!

Xi Men Yu seemed to be very calm. He was not in a hurry to attack again. Each strike opened up the flaws in his pole technique …

BOOM!

Suddenly, Ximen Yu stabbed his sword toward Beitang Mo's shoulder!

Blood sprayed out.

Beitang Mo's arm hurt, and his golden club fell to the ground!

However, the Fire Cloud Sword was placed on his neck!

Beitang Mo closed his eyes, "Hmph! If you want to kill me, kill me! "

"Killing you would only dirty my sword!"

Xi Men Yu withdrew his sword and turned around.

He had fought three matches in a row and defeated Beitang Mengze, Beitang Cheng and Beitang Mo … However, he was still calm and composed. This presence, this skill, was one of a kind in the grade of a swordsman!

Beitang Ao saw this clearly and thought to himself, "Ze'er can be considered a talented youth!" He was originally the most capable person to assume the heavy responsibility of inheriting from the Beitang Clan! However, compared to Xi Men Yu, he was a little less focused!

Although Xi Men Yu spoke with arrogance and conceit, he did not look down on others. To him, this was only the way he spoke!

In his eyes, there were no enemies!

There was only the sword!

He could only win!

Such a person was too terrifying!

Xi Men Kui suddenly laughed: "Beitang Ao! You lost! Five wins! Now that you've already lost three matches, you don't even need to fight in the fifth match anymore! What else do you have to say for yourself? "

Beitang Ao said coldly: "What do you want?"

Xi Men Kui said: "The challenge book said it very clearly! The loser will commit suicide to atone for his sins! "

A trace of sadness flashed across Beitang Ao's eyes, "Will you let the Beitang Clan go just because I've killed myself?"