Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

In the Southern Territory, the Yimen branch, at this moment, the spiritual power here is so strong that the ground cracked by a group of monks.

Most of them are other monks from the Southern Region. They come from many races, and even the strength of Nanhai is mixed in among them.

"Aren't you afraid of revenge from the Yi family?"

The sub-ruler of the First Sect roared angrily at this moment.

At this moment, the Yimen branch has completely turned into a battlefield. The screams and war cries are mixed together, and the battle here has become particularly fierce.

Too many people in the Yi family have died. Facing the wave-like offensive, their resistance is being disintegrated little by little.

More and more disciples of the First Sect died, but they also did not escape. Just as Yang Xiaobing said in the past, the people of the First Sect will never run away, all they will do is fight until the last drop of blood is shed.

"Over the years, one family has controlled nearly half of the resources in the Southern Territory, but why do you do so?"

The Dragon Prince of Nanhai sneered.

He is also a part of the Southern Territory, and he is also the person who led the rebellion in the Southern Territory.

The First Sect was only able to dominate the entire earth due to the existence of Yuwen Xiongba. It has been almost two years since Yuwen Xiongba left the martial arts world, but the First Sect is still the dominant one, which naturally made them a little unhappy.

With Yu Wen Xiongba disappearing, they would naturally not let go of such an opportunity. The Dragon Prince of Nanhai contacted many powerful forces in the Southern Territory in order to seize all the interests of Yi Sect in the Southern Territory.

"The strong will survive. The era of one sect has passed. If you submit to me now, I can save you from death!"

The Dragon Prince of Nanhai smiled.

Yang Nan, the leader of the First Branch, looked at the huge crowd of enemies and sighed in his heart. The First Branch of the Southern Region is probably going to be gone this time! “Kneel down and I will let you go.”

Yang Nan sneered.

At this moment, his whole body was covered in blood, and he looked like a god of war. If he hadn't been strong enough, Yimen would have fallen in the torrent of such an attack long ago.

He alone blocked thousands of monks! Although this was because the leader had not taken action yet, it was enough to prove his strength.

The Dragon Prince of Nanhai frowned. Even the Dragon King of Nanhai didn't dare to let him kneel down. Who is Yang Nan, but he dared to talk to him like this! If Yuwen Xiongba was standing here and said this, then maybe he

There is nothing to say, but it is just Yang Nan, and the two are not on the same level at all.

"I will make you suffer so much before I let you die!"

The Dragon Prince of Nanhai said coldly.

His face became ferocious, and the blood behind his back was overwhelming. Although his race could not be called a true dragon, it had turned into a dragon. His body was extremely strong. Although he was in human form, there was absolutely no one who could compete with him.

too much.

Yang Nan held an immortal sword in his hand. When he saw the Dragon Prince of Nanhai coming to kill him, he poured all his spiritual power into the immortal sword.

He also knew that this war was initiated by Prince Long of the South China Sea for the benefit of the current family.

All branches around the world are suffering from the same attack. Yuwen Xiongba has disappeared for too long, and the awe these people had before has all turned into anger.

The fist of the Dragon Prince of the South China Sea collided with the fairy sword. Centered on the intersection of the two, a huge force spread out and knocked away the surrounding monks! The ground also collapsed. This is the battle between the strong.

During the duel, Yang Nan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his overall momentum weakened a lot.

Although it seemed to be a tie, everyone knew that the Dragon Prince of Nanhai had the upper hand! However, Yang Nan was like an unbeatable Xiao Qiang. After a short breath, he raised his sword and killed the Dragon Prince of Nanhai again. He knew that one

The family is facing such a calamity, but even if it means risking one's own life, the Nanhai Dragon Prince will be killed here! To avenge the brothers of the first family! "How long can you hold on?"

The Dragon Prince of Nanhai sneered, and the strength in his hand increased again.

The blood in his body was as majestic as sea water, and there seemed to be a red dragon looming behind him.

"Eight Flood Dragon Fist!"

The Dragon Prince of Nanhai gave a cold drink.

The red dragon clung to his arm and followed his punch and struck Yang Nan.

"Fire Wave Cut!"

Yang Nan also shouted coldly.

A ball of flame ignited on the fairy sword in his hand. The two collided together, and the light burst out. Everyone closed their eyes subconsciously.

But soon, everyone was rushing to see what happened.

The battle between Yang Nan and Nanhai Dragon Prince also means the direction of this war. If a person is strong enough to a certain extent, he can indeed change the direction of a war.

For example, just now Yang Nan nearly stopped thousands of monks! However, the face of the first disciple turned pale. At this moment, Yang Nan only had half of the broken sword left in his hand, and the other half of the broken sword was inserted into it.

On the ground not far away.

The Dragon Prince of Nanhai directly broke the fairy sword with his fists.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Yang Nan's mouth. If it weren't for the half of the short sword propped on the ground, he might have fallen long ago, but now his face was as pale as paper and he had lost too much vitality.

The vitality is passing away bit by bit, but on the other hand, the Nanhai Dragon Prince has a relaxed face, and even his hairstyle has not changed much. There is a sneer on his face, and he looks at Yang Nan with disdain in his eyes.

"Have the people from the First Sect seen this? This is what will happen if you don't surrender!"

The Dragon Prince of Nanhai sneered.

Then he kicked Yang Nan. Yang Nan could no longer support his body and was kicked to the ground. Although the Dragon Prince of Nanhai did not use much force in this kick, Yang Nan also kicked him again.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

He was seriously injured. Before this, he had faced thousands of people alone, relying on his breath to hold on. Now this kick directly kicked out his breath, and Yang Nan could no longer hold on.

The whole place fell silent, and everyone was looking at Yang Nan. People in the first group hoped that he could stand up again, while others hoped that he would fall down forever.

Standing up is hope, falling down means that Yi Men Branch Rudder has no ability to resist.

Morale is particularly important at this time.

Yang Nan looked at the stunned disciples of the first sect, and his face was not very good. These idiots haven't expressed their attitude yet. It seems that they are not ruthless enough! He grabbed half of the fairy sword from Yang Nan's hand.

, cut it down with one sword! Yang Nan screamed, one of his arms was cut off by the Dragon Prince of Nanhai, and his whole body was covered with blood and his original appearance could not be seen.