The anxious Millennium Duke burst out, and the speed at which they flew towards Yin Xuege was so fast that several marquis of the Yin clan and Yin Xuege couldn't see their movements clearly.
Even the Marquis of the Yin Clan, who forcibly pushed his strength to the level of a duke, he could barely see two faint figures.
Only the Blood Spirit Sword let out a sharp roar, like a living thing, bringing up a blood-drenched light more than three meters long, and quickly circled around Yin Blood Song.
A large area of sharp blood light turned into a dazzling light around Yin Xuege, and the sharp fingers of the two thousand-year-old dukes touched the blood-colored light, and they heard two sharp howls, their fingers were cut off by Qi Gen, and little crimson blood continued to spurt out.
"Despicable little bastard, we must break your body into ten thousand pieces" He suffered a lot of hardship, and then heard the sharp and miserable howl from his companions, and the two thousand-year-old dukes screamed at the same time.
But no sooner had their whistle come out than the ground shook violently.
A suffocating suffocating yin evil force fell from the sky, and a huge blood claw with a radius of several meters shot down from the sky, and the enchantment arranged by the three thousand-year-old dukes shattered like a piece of paper.
The blood-colored giant claw roared and fell from the sky, tearing open the outer barrier, and then pressed its head against the body of the two thousand-year-old dukes.
It was as if the giant slapped the fragile earthworm, and the two powerful thousand-year-old dukes just gasped, and their bones were crushed to pieces, and they suddenly lay on the ground and couldn't move.
The muffled sound of horses' hooves came from afar, and a gray-black mist suddenly rose over the surrounding plains.
The neighing of warhorses continued to sound, but the neighing of these warhorses was mixed with strange howls and chirpings, as if there were countless unjust souls crying.
The dull sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and listening to the intensity of the horses' hooves, at least hundreds of knights were hurrying towards this side.
The wind blew from the west, and shadows appeared in the mist.
Yin Xuege and they were horrified to see that at least three hundred headless horsemen in black armor were roaring towards this side, and the war horses under them were either skeleton horses without a little flesh and blood, or zombie horses with phosphorus ghost fire spewing out of their eyes and biting cold air from their mouths.
The heads of these headless horsemen were cut off at the shoulder, and they either carried their heads in their left hands, hung their heads on their belts, or simply tied their heads to the reins of their mounts and swayed in the wind.
Their bodies were filled with a biting chill, and their aura was so strong that they were definitely not under any of the Marquis of the Yin clan.
Three hundred headless horsemen whose strength is comparable to that of a marquis Yin Xuege let go of the thousand-year-old duke who had been sucked clean by him and was already dying and unable to move.
He held the Blood Spirit Sword tightly, and the dazzling blood flames on the natal bat wings behind him rose to the sky, the huge bat wings flapped lightly, and the blood light in his eyes was faint, staring at these uninvited undead creatures The Headless Horsemen, these things are also notorious and terrifying in the Western world, and they have starred in countless brutal killings in the Western world before the end of the law.
In the era of the end of the law, they lost the soil of existence, and could only attach themselves to those powerful blood demon nobles and wealthy families, acting as their henchmen and thugs.
But the headless horsemen who can dispatch three hundred marquis-level strength at a time, this is a big deal, and the forces behind these headless horsemen will definitely not be weaker than the Yin clan.
With the dull sound of hooves, these headless horsemen were about to approach Yin Xuege and the others, when they suddenly split into two teams and galloped past them left and right.
Then in the mist, there was the sound of wheels, and in the gray-black mist, suddenly crimson rose petals flew in.
With a movement of Yin Xuege's wrist, the Blood Spirit Sword swept out silently, and all the rose petals that were close to him were cut into pieces.
Then he saw the light in the mist, and sixteen horses with snow-white bodies and red eyes galloped silently three inches above the ground, dragging behind them a magnificent four-wheeled carriage.
Sitting in the coachman's seat, wielding his whip to drive the horses, were two old men dressed in scarlet court robes, with their long gray hair groomed into intricate curls.
These two old men with ancient appearances, the aura exuded from their bodies was a little stronger than the three thousand-year-old dukes just now.
Their eyes were shining with blood, there were fangs sticking out of their black and red lips, and sharp claws growing on their black palms, these were two blood demon dukes with amazing strength, and they were definitely at the level of a thousand-year-old duke.
Behind the carriage, more than 100 huge bats flew silently.
When the carriage stopped less than ten meters away from Yin Xuege, these bats fell to the ground one after another, and a thick blood mist erupted, and they all turned into handsome men and beautiful women, standing on both sides of the carriage with great respect.
There was a loud bang, and the door of the carriage was kicked open, and a scarlet carpet flowed silently 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's side, and then stopped right in front of Yin Xuege's toes.
"Yin Xuege, little one, I said, we will meet again" With a piercing laugh, one of Yin Xuege's old acquaintances, who had been tortured to death in the blood prison of the city-state of Greater Berlin, walked out of the carriage slowly.
Yin Xuege recognized Faenberg at a glance, it was because he had absorbed twenty drops of Faenbourg's essence blood, and he had firmly remembered the aura of this old fellow.
If you really want to recognize this guy from his face, Yin Xuege feels that it is very difficult When I first met Faenburg that day, it was a bad, old man, frail, dying of torture, and threatening to lose his breath at any moment.
Unable to escape from the Blood Prison, Faenburg could only ask Yin Xuege for help, and paid the price of twenty drops of natal essence blood, which allowed Yin Xuege to save him from the blood rain.
But Farnberg, who appeared in front of Yin Xuege today, he looked like he was in his early forties at most, and he looked like a traveling emperor with a radiant face, although there was no breath leaking out of his body, but the noble and majestic background came to his face, and everyone could detect the extraordinaryness in him.
"Old Duke of Farnburg, you" Yin Xuege looked at the rejuvenated Farnburg blankly, and didn't say anything for a long time.
He wore long dark hair braided into a large intricate braid, wore a court dress with gold and red as the main colors, wore blood-colored tight breeches underneath, stepped on a pair of dark gold high-top riding boots, and wore more than a dozen rings that radiated strong fluctuations on his ten fingers.
Faenburg's outfit is scratched to the extreme, and it is like the merry emperor in a Western fairy tale reappearing in the world.
With a weird smile, Farnberg walked up to Yin Xuege for a long time, then stretched out his finger and gently tapped Yin Xuege's shoulder: "Remember what I asked you, little guy who doesn't even know the oldest and most traditional secret code precepts, I said, I will come back to you" Yin Xuege glanced helplessly at the eight Yin marquis behind him, and he was stunned to find that the eyes of these Yin marquis were as if they had seen ghosts, staring at Faenburg's face in a daze, and the expressions on their faces froze.
Yin Xuege was stunned, and then he stared at Farnberg's recovering young face for a closer look, only to realize that something was wrong In the center of Faenburg's eyebrows, there was a thumb-sized blood-colored demon text that flickered from time to time.
The structure of this demon inscription is extremely complex, and at first glance, the shape of this demon inscription resembles a crown.
Yin Xuege just stared at this demon text that seemed to have grown from the flesh and blood of Farnburg for a while, and he felt that the blood was boiling all over his body, as if he wanted to drill out of his body uncontrollably and submerged in this demon text.
"Damn, old fellow of Farnberg, you say, you're an ordinary duke" Yin Xuege suddenly felt that his teeth were a little itchy.
"I never said I was an ordinary duke, maybe, I said that you must have misheard," Farnberg smiled brightly, and two rows of big snow-shiny teeth were exposed, flashing faintly in the sunny mountains.
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He stretched out his hand triumphantly, patted Yin Xuege's face hard, and then laughed louder and louder.
"Look, what's going on here, the three millennium dukes of Fort Brian, or an old acquaintance of mine, this guy who has been cut into several pieces, Dekum van Enk Fort Brian, and I also attended his grandfather's coming-of-age ceremony."
A burst of thunder sounded in Yin Xuege's head, and he looked at the smiling Faenburg, not knowing what to say.
This guy called Dekum, he is a thousand-year-old duke who existed before the end of the French era, according to the law that the stronger the blood demon clan, the more difficult it is to reproduce, this guy's grandfather is at least six or seven hundred years older than him, and Faenburg, he has participated in Decoum's grandfather's coming-of-age ceremony, that is to say, Faenburg is much older than Dekum's grandfather Such an old guy, will he be a duke, no wonder Yin Blood Song will have such a strange illusion in the essence blood of Farnburg when absorbing the essence blood of Farnburg, no wonder only twenty drops of essence blood will make Yin Blood Song's life source so strong and powerful.
There was a slight confusion in his mind, but Yin Xuege quickly calmed down and explained in detail what had just happened in a few words.
Farnberg's eyes suddenly turned a blinding dark golden red, and he slowly turned around and looked at Sandel and Fennice who were unconscious a hundred meters away, and then he suddenly burst out laughing.
In the shrill 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 wind blew, and the shattered blades of grass whistled up, condensing into a twisted green tornado high in the air.
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