"Kill him, kill him, piece of shit!"

"Quick, damn Wingman, kill him!"

"Mu Ling, shoot him to death, this garbage!

The desolate people in the stands shouted as if this was not their compatriots, and because of this defeat, never had been.

Feng Xiaochen's arm was lightly raised, and the feather blade suspended in front of him seemed to burst out at any time, tearing Yan Zhongyi's body to pieces.

Yan Zhu also picked up the big stick of the pestle on the ground and stroked it at Yan Zhongyi, as if he was thinking about which part to start with.

"No...... No, no, no......" Yan Zhongyi's body began to tremble, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

His eyes were looking left and right, as if he was thinking about where to escape from this little world.

It's a pity that this is impossible, this is a small world created by Jiuxiao.

Only one team can go down.

These are the rules, the rules of the battle for the crown.

will not be with Li Yun and them, and the three families will not break the rules for the sake of a little Yan Zhongyi.

Looking at the line in front of him that seemed to be approaching, Yan Zhongyi seemed to have made some major decision, his face became pale, and at the same time, there was a bit of hope in his eyes.

I saw that Yan Zhongyi let go of the hand that grabbed the sledgehammer, and everyone was vigilant, and after the sledgehammer landed, there was a loud noise, and Yan Zhongyi's knees landed at the same time!

"Don't! Don't! I beg you! Let me go! Let me go, I beg you!" Yan Zhongyi knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, looking up at the female winged man, at the wood spirit, at the wind and dust, and at the lava giant, with longing in his eyes.

The desolate people who were watching stopped talking, they didn't know what to say.

Did you scold him?

Let him die?

If they want to do it, they don't dare to do it, even if they don't need to lift their fingers in the clouds, they can crush Yan Zhongyi to death by blowing a breath.

The crown is glorious and majestic, and it is not to be violated.

The female winged person who was watched the most by Yan Zhongyi was a little hesitant, and Mu Ling couldn't see any expression.

Yan Zhu squinted his eyes and snorted like a beast in extreme displeasure.

Seeing that everyone didn't do it immediately, Yan Zhongyi knocked his head even more fiercely.

He didn't use his spiritual power to protect himself, and as he began to peel flesh on his forehead one after another.

Countless blood red spilled between the depressions in the ground, and the words begging for mercy did not stop.

"Brother Xiaochen?" The female wingman was a little unbearable when she saw it, and looked at Feng Xiaochen in the hope that he could come up with an idea.

Feng Xiaochen didn't know what to do, after all, they were still young, who had ever seen this scene?

They are in semi-seclusion, not to mention that they are all single-minded and benevolent, but they are also with the same clan, at most they have fought with demonic beasts under the witness of their elders.

Even the intelligent beings that Feng Xiaochen has killed so far are only a handful, and they have to connect the two just now.

Feng Xiaochen shook his head, thinking of what he had seen in the three major cities before, none of these desolate people were innocent.

Maybe Yan Zhongyi looks pitiful now, but they don't deserve pity.

The wind was flowing between his hands, and he said to his companion's eyes: "No......"

"You all give me death!" Yan Zhongyi, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly let out a loud roar, the broken flesh on his forehead and a face of blood made him look like a demon!

The flawed eyes made many of the desolate people in the stands feel chills when they saw it.

The natal divine soldier that fell to the ground was instantly covered with cracks, and the blue glow seeping out of the cracks made people instinctively feel cold!

Just looking at it makes it feel like winter is coming!

"Jump!" But in the blink of an eye, after a loud bang, the sledgehammer of the natal divine weapon exploded, and countless cold air swept out of it, and the ground was frozen inch by inch.

Far above freezing!

Before he could react, Yan Zhu, who was at the forefront, was the first to be hit.

The cold air was in contact with the lines of sparks that were sputtered from time to time on his body, and the sputtered sparks were frozen by the cold.

The look of surprise in Yan Zhu's eyes was not over, and the ice had covered his whole body.

The frozen Iwazhu felt a chill that even the soul seemed to be frozen!

The rapid forward cold current touched the three Heavenly Eye Wingmen who were suspended in the air behind Iwazhu.

The three Tianyan Wingmen subconsciously wanted to blow a strong wind, and while blowing away the cold wind, their bodies wanted to rise up.

However, the cold snap that Yan Zhongyi had been planning for a long time was faster.

His goal wasn't to kill any of them, at least not yet.

It couldn't be a lava giant, this stone monster was too difficult.

The wood spirit behind him was too far away from the human to be touched.

His goal from the beginning was three winged men, no, two, those two mountain stream descendants.

The arrows in the hands of the wood spirits in the rear wanted to hit Yan Zhongyi, who was like a vicious dog, and pounced on the winged man.

But the disappeared arrow was frozen in the air when it touched the cold current, and then fell to the ground and made a tinkling sound when it came into contact with the cold ice on the ground.

They could only watch as Yan Zhongyi grabbed the male wingman closest to him.

That female winged man is the best choice, yes, what Yan Zhongyi has always liked is all intelligent creatures, well, except for them, they will have special care for women.

However, the lava giant below saw that he missed from his side, and his potential burst out with his life, and he had already broken through the ice on his body.

The fire element around him also stopped the cold from falling on him again.

Grabbing the throat of the Tianyan Winged Man who was frozen in the air, Yan Zhongyi fell to the ground.

The stone rod of Yan Zhu stayed ten centimeters in front of the head of the Tianyan Winged Man, and the temperature made the ice on his forehead turn into water droplets.

After succeeding, Yan Zhongyi looked crazy, to be honest, he is basically crippled now, and the natal divine soldier is connected to its master, which is a closer connection than anything.

You can even distrust your parents, friends, brothers, and you can't even trust yourself!

The Natal Divine Soldier is something you can always trust, and it will never betray you.

The natal divine weapon can still be warmed if it is broken, and it can be completely damaged in the system, which does not affect.

But blowing it up will break along with the connection, just like the wood spirits and their partners, and the malicious ones don't deserve to have partners.

Unless Jiuxiao makes a move, it will take a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures to ask the alchemy master to refine the elixir to assist, almost reshaping a body like gluttony, but it is not so complete.

It's the missing part that's shaped.

Otherwise, he Yan Zhongyi's cultivation in this life will not be able to advance an inch.

Yan Zhongyi looked ahead, and the few Yan Zhu who should be looking up looked at him looked crazy.

He won this gamble, at least half of it, and he won't lose with this guy in his hands!

Pinched the throat of the winged man in his hand fiercely, leveling his head with his own head, Yan Zhongyi looked at the big stick in front of him that kept retreating with his movements, and smiled: "Hahaha! Hahaha! Come on, smash, knock down, knock me to death!"

Feng Xiaochen broke through the ice, looked at his companion who was lifted in his hand by Yan Zhongyi, and trembled with anger: "You brute, let him go!"

The winged girl beside her also broke the ice, looking at the male wingman who was lifted in front of Yan Zhongyi, who also broke the ice, screamed: "Fenghua!"

She regretted her hesitation just now, seeing that her face was constantly turning red and it was difficult to breathe, she desperately squeezed Yan Zhongyi's hand, wanting him to let go of some of her grace.

She felt like she had personally delivered it to Yan Zhongyi!

Even if Yan Zhongyi is not allowed to advance an inch for the rest of his life, his cultivation on the mountain stream is still there.

The cold air in his body was fierce, and all the hands of Fenghua and below his neck were covered with a layer of ice.

While making sure that he can't make too many moves, even if he dies, he can shatter the ice and drag it down!

Staying outside, the Heavenly Eye-Winged Man was left desperately trying to rush into the small world, but how could he break through the small world fabricated by Jiuxiao?

Li Yun shook his head and sighed, he just shouldn't treat the enemy with the slightest hesitation.

Song Ling'er directly scolded Yan Zhongyi for his shamelessness, and the desolate people around him saw Song Ling'er, a weak human being, insulting them as a desolate person, no matter how you say that Yan Zhongyi is still a desolate person in nature.

Naturally, he was annoyed in his heart, but because Li Yun and his party could only stare dryly, Song Ling'er was not afraid at all!

"That's enough! Human, don't think that you are a friend of Your Highnesses and can talk nonsense! What do you know? Yan Zhongyi is not despicable, that is called tactics! That is that group of winged people and that stupid big man is stupid, he will believe whatever he says, where can Yan Zhongyi be blamed for being despicable! Victory, there is no despicability or despicable, as long as the person who survives to the end is called victory!" As soon as he knew Yan Zhongyi, the absurd man finally couldn't help but scold.