The thin ice on the ground spreads very quickly, and it is approaching in a blink of an eye. It starts from Mo Yu's feet and spreads all over his body! A hint of cold air, like an ice needle, penetrates into his body! This cold air is extremely heavy. If his cultivation is weak and he is invaded by him and he is unable to resist at all, he will be frozen to death!

Nan Minghan asked, but before Mo Yu could answer, he had already taken action! It seemed ordinary but his murderous intent was hidden!

Mo Yu looked up and saw that his expression was calm, but there was a cold surging in his eyes. He slowly said, "Why don't you dare!" Yu Luo, and the thin ice that had spread to his waist and abdomen collapsed, turning into countless debris!

"It's impolite to come but not go. Just take me a punch!"

As his footsteps fell, the ring trembled slightly, Mo Yu and Nanming Hanjian ice shattered at the same time, he raised his arm and clenched his fists and blasted out!

"Puff" "Puff"... The void sounded one after another, and this was a powerful force to tear the air apart! The surging white air wave was like an angry dragon, rushing out of it! The terrifying aura erupted from it in an instant!

The cold color of the Southern Ming Dynasty changed!

His eyes contracted and showed shock! Facing this punch, his whole mind seemed to be trapped in his sight, and there was nothing else! A thought of incompetence and fear arises in his heart!

But at this moment, he had no choice but to retreat!

"Frozen!"

Nan Minghan gritted his teeth and pointed it forward! A white cold air surged out from his fingertips, and the temperature of the space suddenly dropped wildly at an astonishing speed. Pieces of ice emerged from nothingness, and then slowly fell down!

"Crack" and "Crack" sounds of freezing, and Mo Yu punched out the air waves. Facing the cold air, it seemed to be frozen! This person's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing surprise!

Blocked!

But is this true?

Mo Yu suddenly looked up and glanced at him. The chill in his eyes made the joy that the person had not yet shown froze on his face!

A faint voice sounded at this moment, "Broken!"

The white air waves were trembling suddenly by the frozen ice, cracks appeared on the surface, and then they burst open suddenly!

call!

The momentum of a punch broke through the ice in an instant!

"Ice armor!"

Nan Minghan roared sharply, and a thick layer of ice suddenly appeared outside his body. The "crack" sound condensed and turned into a crystal-like armor!

The next moment...

boom!

The loud roar was like a thunder exploding from a low altitude, which made the eardrums of the cultivators around the arena buzzing, and they were shocked and it was difficult to distinguish things for a moment!

puff!

Nan Minghan threw this man backwards, and the ice armor outside his body was covered with fine cracks like white spider webs, which exploded in a blink of an eye! Blood squirted between his mouth and nose!

Another punch!

Twenty-eight rounds of Nanming Han, defeated!

And like Sicheng, there is no power to resist!

Where the arena is, the space is completely silent, and even the depressing gasp has dissipated!

Countless eyes looked at the monk on the stage with a look of a newborn, and a deep awe appeared in his eyes!

This person... is terrible!

Defeat Nan Minghan with one punch, his strength is probably going to be able to thirty rounds!

Guan Li's face was stiff, and his thoughts seemed to be knotted and difficult to turn! When Mo Yu first appeared on stage, he knew that his cultivation was extremely strong as soon as he defeated the King of Purgatory Valley. By the 19th round of War City, he was also defeated by a punch. He thought that Mo Yu could rush to twenty-five rounds... But until this moment, he realized that he still underestimated him too much!

Destroy Nan Minghan... Such strength is already the top in Nanming City! If there is no accident, he will definitely be able to rush to thirty rounds! This means that Mo Yu has obtained one of the ten places to Wushan!

Just because the tenth one in the ring is the monks who fight 10th to thirty rounds!

City Tower!

Lu Jiao looked angry, he already felt regretful! If he had known this person was so strong, he would have endured it a little bit, so why did he fall into this situation now? He would not be able to recover his face, but he would become more and more dirty!

Guiwu, the burly young man also had a serious face, and no longer had the idea of ​​sitting on the wall and watching coldly! Defeating Nan Minghan, this practice would be qualified to fight for thirty rounds... And judging from the fact that he showed his strength, this is not difficult!

"The Nanming family is a big family in Nanming. Nanming Han is also the most outstanding junior disciple in his clan! He is born with a cold body and has strong combat power, even comparable to an ordinary cultivator in the early Spirit Emperor! It is abnormal that this person defeated him so easily!"

"What Brother Guiwu said is right, and I also suspect that he used secret techniques to suppress his own cultivation!"

Lu Jiao's eyes grim, "If this is the case, if you dare to come to the Nanming City arena to cause trouble, this person is looking for death!"

"He has already been qualified to fight for the thirty rounds of the city, and will definitely attract the attention of the adults in the city! If I guess well, the adults will come soon and test their cultivation level!" Gui Wu spoke slowly, his fists clenched in his sleeves! Because this thirty round of the cultivator was his cultivation of Wanyue Lake!

"Okay, let's wait for the time being and see what's revealed!"

The female cultivator in purple robe heard the words in her ears, and a faint laughter flashed through her eyes. She looked at Mo Yu on the ring, and her eyes were slightly shining, clearly showing a look of interest. The three people suspected, but she knew that this cultivation was level six!

"I didn't expect that in this little Nanming City, I could meet such a brilliant person... His true strength is actually blurred in my eyes! If you really perform well today, I would recommend you to become a disciple of my father! But at the moment, it's not enough..."

When the woman's thoughts were turning, a shocking rainbow came from Nanming City and arrived in a blink of an eye! This was a cold middle-aged cultivator. He stood on the void and his eyes fell, and his natural pressure was revealed!

Great monk!

The man glanced over, and his brows frowned without a trace, and then he returned to calm and said indifferently: "Assess the arena battle, you can only participate in the seventh level or below! I represent Nanming City and want to test your cultivation level!"

As he spoke, a light of inspiration flashed. There was an extra crystal cylinder in the man's hand. He threw it down with his backhand, and his body emitted a faint inspiration, floating in front of Mo Yu.

"Inject qi and blood into it. This thing will naturally identify your realm, and start."

Mo Yu bowed slightly, and Yu Guang saw that the monks around the arena looked as normal, and it was obvious that there was nothing wrong with this matter.

Test the realm?

He will not be afraid!

Raise your hand, and as the great monk said, Mo Yu's intention moved slightly, and a stream of qi and blood immediately poured into it!

Swish!

The crystal cylinder trembled slightly, and from bottom to top, six textures lit up one after another, each of which emitted a dazzling light! But even so, there were only six paths! This shows that Mo Yu's sixth-level cultivation is not wrong, and he is qualified to participate in this arena battle!

Stop, he took a step back.

The eyes of the Great Master of Nanming City stood in the air and became more gloomy. He brushed his sleeves and took away the crystal cylinder, but did not leave immediately. At the same time, the voice of this person was directly heard in Mo Yu's ears.

"Foreign monk, my Nanming City quota is full. With your cultivation level, you can also get a quota when you return to your own city. Why should I come here to grab it? Now, if you leave directly, I Nanming City will give you a thousand top-quality treasure crystals, how about it?"

Chennan is eight million miles away, and the city is 637! The divine spring has been opened all the time. In order to ensure that there are more monks in the city and get the qualification to go to Wushan, there are often those who are strong in the city to go to another city to compete for seats! Although this is not something that can’t be put on the table, it does not violate the rules of the arena. Usually, each city will choose the default!

But this time, the quota of Nanming City was indeed full, and for some reasons, an extremely precious seat has been given up! It was finally easy to allocate the remaining nine quotas according to their strength, but now there are foreign monks who are snatching them. Naturally, the strong people in Nanming City are not happy... In their eyes, Mo Yu is one of the above-mentioned monks sent to the outside world!

That's why this message was sent!

In the eyes of the Nanming City Grand Lord, he had already given Mo Yu enough to condescend to the nobles as his identity. Besides, there were thousands of top-quality treasure crystals to give him. If this person knew how to advance and retreat, he should leave as soon as possible... But as time passed, the junior in front of him kept bowing his head and silent. This made his face look even more ugly and his eyes were even more chilling!

Mo Yu frowned, his eyes showed a faint helplessness, but it soon dissipated and his expression returned to calm. He bowed and said, "I wonder if the arena battle can continue?"

If possible, he would not want to offend the cultivation of this city, but... Mo Yu had just entered the Central Region Continent, although there were 637 cities in Chennan, none of them belonged to him! No matter where he went, he was an outsider! In this way, whether he walked or not, why did he waste his time!

The powerful pressure of the Nanming City Master appeared, but he was afraid of being in trouble with the rules of the arena battle!

"So, you can do it yourself!"

Snoring coldly, this man left!

Mo Yu watched him leave, suddenly turned around, looked at Guan Li under the ring, and said, "Can I get his rotation ranking if I defeat Nan Minghan? How many rounds are there for the tenth in the Nanming City ring?"

Guan Li was slightly stunned and noticed many glances. He showed hesitation, but he quickly gritted his teeth and bowed: "Senior, you can ask on the stage. If no one comes on stage to challenge, you can automatically get the ranking of the Nanming Han Round Battle! As for the tenth one, it is a fellow tenth Taoist Wanyue Lake, with the thirty round battle."

"Are you thirty rounds of battles? It's very close!" Mo Yu said to himself secretly. He withdrew his gaze and swept around, "Mo defeated Nan Minghan, a cultivator of the twenty-eight rounds of battles, and will replace his round-robin battle rankings. Does anyone have any objection to this?"

This statement was rumbling in the air under the turbulence of qi and blood, and the entire Nanming City could be clearly heard!

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

...

After ten breaths, no one appeared! Although the monks on the ring were disappointed, they were expected. After all, this cultivator showed such amazing strength. Who would dare to provoke him if he was less than thirty rounds!

Mo Yu's eyes looked at each other again.

Guan Li said respectfully without waiting for his question: "There is enough time and no one objected. According to the regulations, the seniors automatically got the ranking of Nan Minghan and became the 28th round of war monk!"

Mo Yu nodded and shouted loudly: "Who will fight in the 29th round of Nanming City?"

Round battles are superimposed, not any monk can do. As the ranking increases, the requirements for cultivation and ranking are becoming more and more stringent! Mo Yu is now a twenty-nine round battles cultivator. If he wants to increase the number of round battles, he can only challenge higher-level monks!
Chapter completed!