The silver dragon's huge dragon claws fell to the ground with a bang, rolling Ye Wentian up like a wave of rolling dust.

The middle-aged man grabbed Ye Wentian and stood alone in the dust, standing still.

When the dust fell, the father and son looked at each other, only to see the silver dragon obediently sticking its proud head to the ground, allowing a man and a woman on its back to step on its head and walk down.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he clenched his fists and did not speak.

Ye Wentian keenly felt his father's abnormality, and his gentle father seemed to have become a volcano about to erupt.

"Ye Tianzi, I haven't seen you for ten years, you are really ...... Tut-tut!" The man in the dragon-patterned robe on a black background looked the one-legged man up and down, his eyes playful, and he kept snorting contemptuously.

"Ye!Know!Autumn!" Ye Tianzi popped out three words from between his teeth, and his body began to tremble slightly.

"Daddy, is he the famous Ye Tianzi? He is actually disabled! He is not even as good as a villager, what a disappointment!" The girl in red next to her shook the sleeves of the black-robed man.

Ip Man looked at the girl, the girl's eyebrows were a little cinnabar, her skin was like snow, her red clothes were like fire, and her pouting appearance revealed three points of cuteness and seven points of brutality.

Ye Zhiqiu touched the girl's head dotingly: "I like to be good, my father finally found Ye Tianzi, I want to know something important! ”

As soon as Ye Xinyi heard that it was related to herself, she immediately nodded obediently, and when her gaze swept over Ye Tianzi and Ye Wentian, she revealed a deep disdain.

Ye Wentian secretly clenched his fists.

"Cousin, hand over the ancestral imperial equipment of the family!" Ye Zhiqiu put his hands behind his back and his expression was extremely indifferent.

"I'm not your cousin! If you hadn't secretly colluded with the Demon Martial Arts Hall and ambushed us in the Sun Moon Mountain Range, Ah Li wouldn't have died! I wouldn't have been disabled and my skills were wasted! You caused my family to be ruined! You brute!" Ye Tianzi's eyes were blood-red, and he told the truth that he had hidden in his heart for ten years.

In fact, Ip Man knows half of this history, but he has never dared to mention it in front of his father. In his previous life, he was a genius with a dual personality, but he starved to death in a confinement room in a mental hospital. At the first glance of rebirth into this world, he saw his mother's weak appearance after childbirth, and he clearly remembered the huge blood hole in his mother's heart, as well as the warm embrace and cold tears before death.

Ye Tianzi single-handedly killed more than ten people on the other side, with countless serious injuries and minor injuries, and finally in order to save his newborn son, he had to leave his wife's corpse, blew up his guardian spirit, and broke out of the encirclement with serious injuries, and lived in seclusion from then on.

Without the guardian spirit, without the spiritual power, and with the disability, the current Ye Tianzi is already a wasted person, and he no longer has the power of the original Son of Heaven.

was told the truth by Ye Tianzi, but Ye Zhiqiu didn't care about you: "There are still many things you don't know about back then, if you know, I'm afraid you'll be angry on the spot!hahaha......" Ye Zhiqiu laughed a few times, and his eyes swept over Ye Wentian: "Oh, this is your son!

"I'll kill you!" I swear!" Ye Wentian stared at Ye Zhiqiu coldly, his tone calm and firm.

Ye Tianzi stretched out his hand to block his son and shouted: "Ye Zhiqiu, there is a kind of coming at me, I am already a crippled, are you still afraid of me?"

Ye Zhiqiu's face sank instantly, and he said with a cruel smile: "Afraid of you, why am I afraid of you! Finally, I will say it again, hand over the family imperial tool, and I will let your father and son live!"

"Daddy, can we just find them ourselves?" Ye Xinyi, the girl in red, crushed her white boots on the ground, crushing an ant.

Ye Wentian's impression of this cousin was immediately full of disgust.

"Okay, Daddy listens to what he likes this time!" Ye Zhiqiu patted the girl's head and stretched out his hand to the two with a cruel smile.

Ye Wentian didn't feel any warning, and suddenly there was a strong force in his neck, and he was pinched and lifted up.

"Forehead ......" Ye Wentian grabbed around his neck, but he couldn't touch anything, his face turned red and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ye Zhiqiu's arm was raised minute by minute, and Ye Wentian followed inch by inch.

"Ye Zhiqiu, you are kind of coming at me!" Ye Tianzi saw that his son began to roll his eyes, his muscles were anxious, and he gritted his teeth: "I'll give it to you, let Xiaotian go!"

"I've changed my mind!" Ye Zhiqiu sneered, he liked to admire the way others struggled before they died.

Eighth-level Emperor, Ye Wentian suddenly used the eighth-level Yin and Yang palm of the royal character trick, the skin of his neck shrank and flicked, and he actually slipped out.

Ye Wentian knelt on one knee, clutching his neck and coughing.

"Huh?" Ye Zhiqiu, Ye Xinyi, including Ye Tianzi, all looked at Ye Wentian incredulously, how could a ten-year-old child break free!

At this moment, there was a crisp applause in the room.

"Well, yes, it's worthy of my sister, the man I fancy and has potential!" The door curtain opened, and the female marshal clapped her hands and walked out.

"What kind of person!" Ye Zhiqiu shouted, slashed down with a wave of his palm, and a huge knife slashed angrily.

The female marshal sneered, grabbed the void with her slender hand, and the electric light flashed in her hand, and she actually pulled out the Coiling Dragon Overlord Spear from the void! The spear stabbed out casually, smashing the knife into pieces.

"Demon Dragon Marshal - Teresa!How can you appear in the Xianwu Continent, you are a member of the Eternal Night Empire of the Demon Martial Continent, you ...... You belong to the Demon Martial Palace!" Ye Zhiqiu took three steps back, obviously surprised.

"Daddy, who is she!" Ye Xinyi compared herself with this blue-haired beauty, and suddenly became jealous.

Demon Martial Palace! Demon Martial Palace! Demon Martial Arts Hall again!

Ye Tianzi and Ye Wentian looked at the female marshal - Teresa at the same time.

Teresa waved her spear, pointed at Ye Zhiqiu and said disdainfully: "Sinister villain, don't forget to splash dirty water on me at this time! You must have heard of my character and cut off your arm, otherwise I will wipe out your Ye Clan's Soul Splitting Sect!"

Good guy, let the other party cut off his arm before he fights! Sure enough, he is domineering and arrogant!

"You dare to use troops, you are declaring war with the Qinglong Empire! You are declaring war with the Xianwu Continent!" Although Ye Zhiqiu's tone was sharp, his courage was actually three points weaker.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Teresa suddenly showed a demonic smile, and seven spirit rings rose from under her feet: blue, purple, purple, black, black, black, red.

At the same time, a huge black dragon dragon head appeared behind Teresa, and a low roar came out of the dragon's mouth, as if it was about to rush out and devour a qiē at any moment.

With the appearance of the dragon's head, the whole sky began to darken, and the silver dragon trembled even more, crawling to the ground with a wail.

"Demon Martial Spirit!Blood Spirit Ring!" Ye Zhiqiu exclaimed, under the overwhelming coercion of the dragon's head, a long black knife appeared in his hand, and seven spirit rings also rose from his feet: yellow, blue, blue, purple, black, black, black.

Seven rings against seven rings, Ye Zhiqiu could only barely protect himself, and the momentum field was compressed into a circle, crumbling.

The qiē in front of him was all new to Ye Wentian, especially the blood-colored spirit ring, which was too dazzling.

"Wrong! It's not the Demon Martial Spirit, it's the Martial Spirit at the top of the Martial Spirit Continent's pyramid - the Divine Martial Spirit! Black Dragon Emperor, Nidhogg!" Theresa's spear pointed at the sky, lightning and thunder, black clouds rolled, and the black dragon's head heard the call, and immediately raised his head to the sky and let out a proud long groan, and a huge sound wave spread for dozens of miles.