Yi Nantian's heart was extremely bitter, and his realm was actually broken by Bei Yingchen. Although the Great Collapse Annihilation Fist is the inheritance of the Yi family, but the cultivation layer by layer is more and more difficult, in the past four hundred years of the Wing family, more than ten generations, no one has ever been able to cultivate to the Great Collapse Realm, and there are only a handful of people who have cultivated to the Collapse Mountain Realm. Especially in the past fifty years, the last two layers of the law have long been shelved, and the cultivation of the masters of the previous generations to the peak of the collapse realm is already extremely remarkable.

Yi Nantian had also cultivated the Collapse Realm of the Great Collapse Fist to the peak, but as he got older, his qi and blood decayed, and his body no longer had the courage of his prime, and the realm of the Great Collapse Fist also fell from the peak of the Collapse Realm, and his battle qi cultivation also dropped several levels.

After all, he is in his seventies, and experience can no longer make up for the big problems caused by the decay of the physical body.

But even so, he has been afraid of who he has been afraid of all his life?

The Wing Nan Heavenly Tiger's eyes widened, and one arm shook, "Xiu Xiu Xiu", and the four disillusioned golden rings that had disappeared reappeared, and at the same time, the golden battle qi soared into the sky, all of which poured into the twelve disintegration golden rings, making the disintegration golden rings more and more golden!

The entire arena was silent, and countless people prayed in their hearts, praying that their heroes would return once again.

The eyes of the pterosaurus were wide open, and the hands were clenched tightly, a string was tense in the heart. Whether you win or lose depends on this round!

All the people of the Yi family stood up, the Hong family and the Wang family all stood up, this blow is not only related to the fate of the Yi family, but also the fate of Yicheng!

It's a move!

Yi Nantian roared, like a tiger descending the mountain, his body flew out, and his right arm blasted out!

"Twelve-Ring Cloud Collapse Cannon!"

Twelve golden rings erupted at the same time, and the fierce and unparalleled power of the collapse exploded towards the northern dark dust.

At the same time, Bei Mingchen's waist twisted, and the big sword swung violently.

"Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon Slash!"

An extreme light, so bright that it was impossible to look at it directly! The faint sound of the dragon chanting and tiger roaring echoed in the gladiatorial arena. The splendor of that sword, the brilliance of that sword is like engraved in the hearts of tens of thousands of people in the audience, indescribably fierce and domineering!

"Boom!" The entire gladiatorial arena jumped suddenly, and the violent force exploded, and the layer of green bricks on the ground seemed to be lifted away, and the stones flew sideways.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a large crater in the center of the gladiatorial arena was impressive, and the two sides of the fierce battle had already switched places.

The Great Sword of the Northern Darkness Dust pointed obliquely, slowly standing up straight and straight.

The winner is decided!

Yi Nantian looked at the eager and expectant gaze of the Yi family, and looked at the eyes of the Wing Shenlong with a bitter smile.

Still, defeated!

Yi Nantian's steel body slammed down on the bluestone slab, and a stream of blood flowed out from under the torn armor and swam to the ground.

"Grandpa!" the Winged Dragon rushed forward frantically, tears streaming uncontrollably.

How could this be! How could this be! The people of the Yi family also rushed up, crying.

And the Hong family and the Wang family felt that a boulder had disappeared from their hearts, and a wave of ecstasy came up, Yicheng was about to be their world!

When the ancestor of the Wing family made an agreement with the Youtian Dynasty for the Battle of the Burning Moon, he would never have imagined that one day, the head of the Yi family would be defeated at the hands of the disciples of the Youtian Dynasty. When the head of the family is defeated, what qualifications does the Wing family have to mention the battle of Yanyue? The Wing family has completely lost, losing to their descendants.

The tens of thousands of spectators in the entire gladiatorial arena were sad and silent, and the sorrow of the family's defeat was deeply entangled in everyone's hearts.

At some point, the sunny sky was already rolling dark clouds, thunder flashed, and heavy rain poured down in an instant.

The winged dragon hugged Yi Nantian, the silver teeth were clenched tightly, and tears kept leaving from his eyes, the person he admired the most in front of him, he worked hard, and he was still going to go back to the battlefield at the age of seventy, but his wisdom turned into a stepping stone for others to ascend to the top!

The Winged Dragon let out a terrible roar of anger and despair, like a wounded beast, and with his wild roar, a mouthful of blood was irrepressibly choked out of his mouth, which was a blood that did not return to the meridian under the anger of the heart, and the five organs of the Winged Dragon were all groaning (sensitive words) were in severe pain, but the pain of that body was far less than the overwhelming remorse, anger, despair, and unwillingness in his heart. Sikong Haoyue saw the appearance of the Winged Divine Dragon, and she also cried so much that she couldn't tell her where to persuade her.

A hand stretched out from the heavy rain and stretched out to the Xuanwu Lower Rank Seal on Yi Nantian's forehead.

The Winged Dragon grabbed the armored hand, and its blood-red eyes stared at Bei Yingchen.

"What? Are you willing to gamble and not admit defeat?" Bei Mingchen sneered.

The three elders of the Yi family, Yi Xuanwei, Yi Xuanhua, all the descendants of the Yi family, and tens of thousands of people in Yicheng stood in the rain, gritting their teeth with hatred, eager to kill this bullshit young king of the Youtian Dynasty to scum!

But I hope that gambling and not admitting defeat is more terrible than the fall of Yi Nantian, and the Yi family will never be able to look up and see people!

The Wing Shenlong trembled and gradually let go of his hand, "touched" and knelt down in front of Yi Nantian, who did not know life and death, and said sadly: "Grandpa, if we are defeated today, our Wing family skills are not as good as others, and we have nothing to say! However, the Wing family will never collapse! The dignity of the Wing family will be taken back by the descendants of the Wing family!"

The Wing Shenlong stood up, his halberd pointed at the North Underworld, and his face was hideous: "North Immortal Dust, today you deprived the Wing Family of the last bit of dignity, we have nothing to say." But as long as I have a breath left, I will take back this dignity with my own hands!, do you dare to fight!?"

The people of the Yi family are crazy! The people of the Hong family and the Wang family are crazy! The people of Yicheng are also crazy!

This kid was so stimulated that he actually talked nonsense. Who is this person in front of him, that is the terrifying existence that has defeated the Golden God Warrior! The heir of this giant of the Youtian Dynasty! A waste actually dares to challenge him!

Bei Mingchen sneered: "You are the protagonist of the waste body incident, right? You dare to make a big deal out of your shit!?"

The Winged God Dragon's eyes were burning like flames, and he said hatefully, "What? Don't you dare?"

Three years later, the Battle of the Burning Moon of this generation is coming, and this will be the last Battle of the Burning Moon, after which our Youtian Dynasty will completely end this farce that has lasted for hundreds of years, and our Youtian Dynasty has no interest in playing with an unpopular family. In three years' time, if you have the guts, come ahead! Before that, I advise you to qualify for the battle. ”

Bei Mingchen sneered again and again, and without hesitation, he struck a palm on Yi Nantian's forehead, and the Xuanwu Title Seal with a light red light suddenly trembled, and then burst open with a "bang", turning into dozens of black arcs of light that shot onto Bei Mingchen's helmet, penetrating the helmet and shooting into Bei Mingchen's forehead, and then recondensed into a Xuanwu Lower Rank Seal on his forehead.

And on Yi Nantian's forehead, there was no trace of the seal anymore. The military rank that has been inherited in the Wing family for four hundred years and more than 20 generations has finally been seized!

A brand new power burned like a flame in the body of the Northern Stylist, feeling that power, the Northern Styx trembled with irrepressible excitement, this is the power of the military rank! He finally became the ninth person with a military rank in the Eastern Region of the Dry Wind Lingzhou!

"Hahahaha......" Bei Mingchen raised his head and let out a smug laugh.

Obtaining this military rank is no less than getting the highest level of the Youtian Dynasty's legal decision, and even surpassing it, the benefits of the military rank are by no means clear in a few words. Such a peerless treasure, how can it not make Bei Yingchen ecstatic.

When the military rank was in hand, Bei Mingchen seemed to be unsatisfied, his eyes flashed again and again, and the big sword pointed at Sikong Haoyue, and said in Sikong Haoyue's surprised eyes: "You." I like you. Follow me back to the Heavenly Dynasty, and you can be my princess. ”

"Boom!" a fire exploded in the heart of the Winged Dragon!

Sikong Haoyuexiu frowned, her pretty face was tense, and her beautiful eyes flashed with an astonishing murderous aura. But before she could make a move, a thin figure that seemed to be able to hold up a heaven and earth stood in front of her, with its neck against the tip of the sword of Bei Yingchen!

"We're all dead! you can't take her with you!" the pterodactyl roared like a madman. His throat was pressed against the sharp tip of his sword, blood pouring down. As long as Bei Yingchen exerts his strength, there will be no life!

A warm current surged from the bottom of his heart, Sikong Haoyue's eyes were moist, and he tightly grasped the trembling hand of the Winged Divine Dragon from behind.

Bei Yingchen was condescending, glancing coldly, like a high king looking down at the mortals prostrate on the ground, and said abruptly: "It's a bit backbone, it's just too wasteful, no matter how stubborn the bones are, they are useless people." Today is the beginning of the complete destruction of your Yi family, and I don't bother to kill you, lest others say that my Youtian Dynasty is completely wiped out. After a pause, Bei Yingchen stared at Sikong Haoyue, who was behind the Winged Divine Dragon, and smiled proudly: "You are always mine." ”

After speaking, he put the big sword behind him, separated the crowd and strode away, ignoring Hong Zhen, Wang Quan and others, and disappeared into the heavy rain in a few trances.