Mo Hanjian's brows furrowed.

Poof!

The power of thunder and lightning broke through his defenses, and the domineering poured into the meridians, quickly clearing and freezing spiritual power.

Outside the body, the silver-white arc moved, and the muscles were stiff and cracked, unable to move.

All the vitality in the body has suffered a devastating blow.

On the other hand.

Nangong Mian was even more shocked in his heart.

The irritable flames, strange and abnormal, could not be stopped at all, and entered the body along the palm, incinerating the spiritual power and muscles, and the pain was unbearable.

If it weren't for the fact that it was much higher, it would have turned to ashes.

Now.

The two sides are at a stalemate.

"Guess who's going to be the first to hold on?"

The white-haired old man smiled and said, this is the strong man of the Lingxu Academy, and he has the mentality of watching a play.

"If it is according to the strength, Nangong Mian will win, if he talks about his will, he will lose!"

The boy's eyes flashed, Mo Han surprised him too much, he thought he would dodge, but he didn't expect him to fight head-on.

As soon as his words fell, sure enough, Nangong Mian burst back and forced out the flames in his body.

Nangong Mian didn't dare to gamble, because he believed that he had a hundred ways to defeat Mo Han, and there was no need to risk losing both.

"Oh! If you kneel down and kowtow, I will spare you from death, otherwise, the next move, you will definitely die!"

Nangong Mian, looking at Mo Han, whose muscles were cracked and thunder and lightning were stirring on the opposite side, looked powerless to fight back, and sneered.

"Hmph, really?" Mo Han said with a rhetorical laugh. He scolded lightly.

"Out!"

Mo Han's body shook, and a storm of spiritual power burst out from his body, his muscles quickly recovered, and the thunder and lightning dispersed.

He no longer suppressed his spiritual power and showed his true strength.

"What?Rank 19 Spirit King?!"

"Could it be that this guy has been hiding his strength all along?!"

"Even if it is the Spirit King level, if you want to defuse this kind of attack, you can't do it in a short period of time, he is a freak?!"

There was a lot of talking.

The white-haired old man suddenly stood up, as if he had discovered a new world.

Possessing black spiritual power is bad luck, and breaking through the spirit master realm is simply unimaginable.

Arriving at the Spirit King Realm, it can be said that there is no one before or since.

Then, with a sigh.

"If you are exposed too early, you will die young!"

Nangong Mian was furious in his heart, he actually underestimated himself and hid his strength.

What's more, the waste turned out to be stealing the limelight for itself, damn it.

"Waste, you luckily dodged my one-and-a-half-trick, can you really think that the world is invincible?"

"This is the strongest blow I broke through not long ago!"

Nangong Mian said with a cruel smile. It seems that Mo Han is regarded as an experimental subject.

He shouted angrily.

"Thunder!"

Click! Click! Click!

Suddenly.

Dark clouds covered the top, lightning and thunder roared, strong winds rose, pouring rain, and the arena was flooded by thunder and lightning.

Poof!

The thunder and lightning with the thickness of the arm flashed with dazzling white light, and the onlookers were blind for a while.

Obviously, this is already the strongest blow of Nangong Crown.

Click!

Mo Han's face changed greatly.

The Ice Spirit Flame Shield outside his body couldn't withstand the power of thunder and lightning, and it cracked and shattered.

This has never been the case, which shows that the domineering abnormality of his spiritual skills.

At this time, the competition field, lightning and thunder, deafening, thunder and lightning power, more than ten times stronger than before.

Poof!

A bundle of thunderbolts with the thickness of an arm struck Mo Han.

Instantly.

His body couldn't stand it, thunder bombarded, skin and flesh opened, bones shattered, and his cloak was scattered, exuding a burnt smell.

"Hah! Kill him!"

"Hahaha! Look, he's like a lost dog!"

Liu Xin sneered, venting his frustration.

"Heh! This is the Nangong family's box pressing stunt, not much worse than the old guy in Nangong back then!" the white-haired old man commented in amazement.

"Do you have to go all this way?" said the boy with a question in his eyes.

"Then I'll give you a ride!" Nangong Mian said with an arrogant smile.

"Thunder destroys the sky!"

The power of thunder and lightning in the arena converged above his head.

In an instant.

A pillar of thunder was formed, a violent arc of lightning, terrifying thunder and lightning fluctuations, and suppressed fear filled everything.

"Go!"

The pillar of thunder light went away at an extremely fast speed, like a sharp sword, invincible.

The ground was torn out of a gully several meters deep, and the blinding white light made people blind.

I want to use this move to finish Mo Han and advance to the next round.

"At this moment, you are at the level of the Spirit Sect, and you will definitely die, today is your sacrifice day!" Nangong Mian smiled arrogantly, with madness.

"Nangong Mian is worthy of being the Nangong family, a peerless genius that is rare to see in a hundred years!" the boy said in a solemn tone.

"Brother Mo Han!" Han Mengya's pretty face turned pale, and she bit her lip lightly, and her worry was even stronger.

Turin, let out a slight cry, and the pain in his chest was unbearable.

Seeing that, the pillar of thunder light arrived on Mo Han's chest. It's dangerous.

Right now.

Mo Han gently raised his chin and greeted him with his mouth.

"What? What kind of move is this?"

"A light kiss?"

"That's how he ended his life?"

Everyone's minds were knotted.

Mo Han, whispered softly.

"The first spirit technique of the Emperor Killing Seal, Dragon Breath Yin!"

Whew!

Moment.

The pillar of thunder and lightning, like spring water, flowed down his mouth and into his stomach, and his whole body arced.

And that's not all.

The surrounding thunder and lightning were induced, turned into an arc, and melted into Mo Han's muscles.

"What? He actually ate Nangong Mian's power of thunder and lightning?"

"Freaks?"

There was a boiling outside the arena.

"Could this be the lost, Whale Devouring Spirit Technique?" the white-haired old man asked.

"Could it be his descendants?!"

The boy, with a twinkle in his eyes, muttered to himself.

A moment ago.

Analysis of the automatic operation of the ink cold phantom spirit rune, the power of thunder and lightning, is also a kind of spiritual power. It happened to be suppressed by the Emperor's Killing Seal.

After counting the interest.

Mo Han, with a single mouth, a cloud of thunder and lightning appeared, and his body made a crackling and crisp sound.

Level 20 Spirit King!

"This is simply unreasonable, a peerless blow, turned into a tonic?!"

"Is this what it is, the freak of legends?"

"People are more angry than people!"

The crowd was speechless.

For others, this is a death attack, but for Mo Han, it is a great supplement. I was indignant in my heart.

Mo Han looked at Nangong Mian, who looked shocked, and flashed up, punching him in the chest.

Boom!

A mouthful of bloody arrows erupted from his mouth, shooting several meters away.

Nangong Mian, his mood is unstable, and his spiritual power is lost, so he can't attack more than Mo Han.

Seeing this, how could Mo Han let it go.

Bang!

After a few dozen punches.

Mo Han hit Nangong Mian in the chest with a right hook, and his body drew a graceful arc in the air, accompanied by a mouthful of blood rain, and fell gorgeously under the stage.

"Sister Mengya, Brother Mo Han, he won!" Turin pointed to Mo Han in the field, happily picking up.

"Well, he won!" Han Mengya's eyes lit up and she nodded.

The audience was shocked.

Nangong Mian is defeated! The invincible guy is defeated!

"The afterlife is terrifying!" the two deans disappeared at the same time.

The black-clothed young man on the martial arts arena had slightly condensed sword eyebrows and was imposing. Those deep eyes are heroic.

It can be seen that a star is rising.

There is no longer contempt for the people.