The frustrated Thousand-year Duke suddenly launched an attack. They rushed towards Yin Xuege so fast that several marquises and Yin Xuege of the Yin clan could not see their movements clearly. Even the marquis of the Yin clan who forcibly pushed their strength to the duke's level could only barely see two faint figures.

Only the Blood Spirit Sword let out a sharp cry, like a living thing, bringing a three-meter-long rain of blood, and quickly hovering around Yin Xue Ge. A large piece of sharp blood light circled Yin Xue Ge into a dazzling light tower. The sharp fingers of the two thousand-year-old dukes touched the blood-colored light tower, and two sharp howlings were heard. Their fingers were cut off at the same root, and dark red blood kept spewing out.

"A lowly little bastard, we must tear you apart!" After a sudden blow, he heard the sharp howls from his companions, and the two thousand-year-old dukes roared sharply at the same time.

But as soon as their roar was heard, the ground around them suddenly vibrated violently. A powerful and suffocating evil pressure fell from the sky, and a giant blood claw of several meters was shot from the sky. The barrier arranged by the three thousand-year-old dukes shattered like a piece of paper.

The blood-colored giant claws fell from a high altitude, tearing open the outer barrier, and pressing their heads against the two thousand-year-old dukes. It was like a giant slapped the fragile earthworm. The two powerful thousand-year-old dukes just took a breath, and their bones were crushed to pieces, and they were immediately lying on the ground and unable to move.

The sound of low horse hooves came from a distance, and a gray-black mist suddenly rose on the surrounding plains. The neighing of war horses continued to sound, but the neighing of these war horses was mixed with strange howlings and screams, as if countless unjust souls were crying.

The dull sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer. When the concentration of the sound of horse hooves is at least hundreds of knights are rushing towards this side.

The strong wind blew from the west, and the figure of the shadow Zhuozhuo appeared in the mist. Yin Xuege and the others were shocked to see at least three hundred headless knights wearing black armor roaring towards this side. The war horses under their seats were either skeleton horses without any flesh or blood, or zombie horses with phosphate ghost fires spewing from their eyes and biting cold air constantly spewing out of their mouths.

The headless knights were cut off with their shoulders. They either carried their heads with their left hand, hung their heads on their belts, or simply tied their heads to the reins of their mounts and swayed with the wind. They were filled with biting cold air, and their breath was so powerful that they were definitely not under any marquis of the Yin clan.

Three hundred headless knights with strength comparable to Marquis!

Yin Xuege let go of the Thousand Years Duke who had been sucked completely by him and was dying and unable to move. He held the Blood Spirit Sword tightly, and the dazzling blood flame on the wings of the natal bat behind him soared into the sky. The huge bat wings swelled lightly, and the blood light in his eyes was faintly staring at these uninvited undead creatures!

The headless knights are also notorious and terrifying existences in the Western world. Before the Dharma-Ending Age, they had starred in countless cruel killings in the Western world. In the Dharma-Ending Age, they had lost their soil for existence and could only rely on those powerful blood demon nobles and wealthy families to act as their gangsters and thugs.

However, it is a big deal to be able to dispatch 300 headless knights with marquis-level strength at one time! The forces behind these headless knights will definitely not be much weaker than the Yin clan.

Accompanied by the dull sound of hooves, these headless knights were about to approach Yin Xuege and others, and suddenly divided into two teams and galloped past them. Then in the mist, the sound of wheels rippling, and in the gray-black mist, suddenly, bright red rose petals flew over.

Yin Xuesong's wrist moved, and the Blood Spirit Sword swept out silently, and all the rose petals that were approaching him were cut into pieces.

Then he saw the lights in the mist. Sixteen horses with snow-white bodies and red eyes were silently surging three inches from the ground. Behind them was a very gorgeous four-wheeled carriage. The ones sitting in the coachman's seat and waving the long whip to drive away the horses were two old men wearing orangutan red palace robes and long gray-white hair on their heads were meticulously curled.

The aura emitted by these two old men with ancient appearances was a little stronger than the three thousand-year-old dukes just now. Blood light flashed in their eyes, fangs stretched out from their black and red lips, and sharp claws grew on their dry palms. These were the two amazing blood demon dukes, and they were definitely figures of the level of the Thousand-year-old dukes.

Behind the carriage, more than a hundred huge bats flew silently. When the carriage stopped less than ten meters away from Yin Xue Ge, the bats fell to the ground one after another, and rich blood mist sprayed out. They all turned into handsome men and beautiful women, standing on both sides of the carriage with great respect.

With a loud "bang", the carriage door was kicked open, and a scarlet carpet silently "flowed" from the carriage. The carpet of unknown material shone with a faint blood light, drawing an arc like a living thing, extending straight towards Yin Xuege, and then stopped in front of Yin Xuege's toes.

"Yin Xuege, little guy, I said, we will meet again!" Accompanied by harsh laughter, an old acquaintance of Yin Xuege, Farnborough, who was tortured and punished to death in the Blood Prison in the Great Berlin City-State, slowly walked out of the carriage.

Yin Xuege recognized Farnburg at a glance because he absorbed twenty drops of Farnburg's essence and blood. He had already firmly remembered the breath of this old guy. If he really wanted to recognize this guy from his face, Yin Xuege felt it was very difficult!

When I first met Farnburg that day, it was an old, weak, dying old man who was tortured and dying and might be angry at any time. He was unable to escape from the Blood Prison, Farnburg could only ask Yin Xuege for help and paid the price of twenty drops of essence and blood in his life, which allowed Yin Xuege to rescue him from the Blood Rain.

But today, Farnborough appeared in front of Yin Xuege. He looked only in his early forties at most. With a radiant face, he looked like an emperor traveling. Although no breath was revealed, his noble and majestic background came to his face, and everyone could detect the extraordinary things in him.

"Duke of Farneburg, you!" Yin Xuege looked at Farneburg, which was rejuvenated, and did not speak for a long time.

A long dark hair was braided into a complex braid, wearing a palace dress with gold and red colors as the main tone, a blood-colored tight breeches on her lower body, a pair of dark gold high-top riding boots, and a dozen rings that shine brightly on her ten fingers, emitting powerful magical fluctuations. The outfit of Farneburg was extremely coquettish, and it was like a romantic emperor in a Western fairy tale reappearing on the earth.

With a strange smile, Farnborough walked leisurely to Yin Xuege, then stretched out his finger and gently pointed Yin Xuege's shoulder: "Do you remember what I asked you? I don't even know the oldest and most traditional secret rules, I said, I will come back to find you!"

Yin Xuege looked helplessly at the eight Yin marquis behind him. He was shocked to find that the eyes of these Yin marquis seemed to have seen ghosts, staring straight at the Farnborough's face, and the expressions on his face were frozen.

Yin Xuege was stunned, then he stared at the young face of Farnborough and looked carefully, only then he found something wrong!

On the forehead of Farnburg, a blood-colored demon text as big as a thumb flashed from time to time. The structure of this demon text is extremely complex. At first glance, the shape of this demon text looks like a crown. Yin Xuege just stared at this demon text that seemed to grow from the flesh and blood of Farnburg for a while, and he felt his blood boiling all over his body, as if he was uncontrollably trying to drill out of his body and sink into the demon text.

"Damn it, old man from Farneburg, you said, are you an ordinary duke?" Yin Xuege suddenly felt that his teeth were a little itchy.

"I have never said that I am an ordinary duke! Maybe, I said it? You must have heard it wrong!" Farnborough smiled brightly, and two rows of sharp teeth were exposed, flashing a faint light in the sunshine mountain. He stretched out his hand smugly, patted Yin Xuege's face vigorously, and then laughed louder and louder.

"Look, what's going on here? The three thousand-year-old dukes of Bryan Fort? Yes, they're still my old acquaintance! This guy who was cut into several pieces, Decombe van-Keon Bryan Fort, I've also attended his grandfather's coming-of-age ceremony!"

There were bursts of thunder sounds in Yin Xuege's mind. He looked at Farnborough with a smile on his face, and he didn't know what to say.

This guy named Decomm is a thousand-year-old duke who existed before the Dharma-Ending Age! According to the law that the stronger the blood demon clan is, the harder it is to reproduce, the older the blood demon clan is, the older it is, the older it is, the older it is, is, Farnborough is at least six or seven hundred years older than him! As for Farnborough, he participated in the coming-of-age ceremony of Decomm's grandfather? In other words, Farnborough is much older than Decomm's grandfather?

Could such an old guy be a duke? No wonder Yin Xuege absorbed the essence and blood of Farneburg, such strange illusions appeared in the essence and blood of Farneburg! No wonder only twenty drops of essence and blood would make Yin Xuege's life origin so thick and powerful.

His mind was a little confused, but Yin Xuege quickly calmed down and said in detail what had just happened in a few words.

Farnborough's eyes suddenly turned into a dazzling dark golden red. He slowly turned around and looked at Sandel and Fannis who were unconscious a hundred meters away. Then he suddenly burst into laughter. With the sharp laughter, the long grass within a radius of thousands of meters broke one after another, and then was torn into countless pieces by the laughter.

The strong wind blew over, and the shattered grass leaves whistled up, condensed into a twisted green tornado in the sky.

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Chapter completed!