By the time the fourth round was over, there were still more than 30 people.

Now the rest are the elite of the elite, and it is simply impossible to get to this point by luck.

Although Ye Ming looks like a nobody on the surface, until now, he has not seen the face of the so-called Yanshuang girl, the first beauty of the Northern Underworld, and he is somewhat regretful.

Those who have not been eliminated yet, except for Ye Ming and Pei Rong, almost all of them are powerhouses in the Emperor Realm, and they are all famous in their respective mansions.

"It's not bad, at least, we have one in Beiwang City that has come to this point!" The elder in Beiwang City looked at Ye Ming and said with a wry smile.

Although strictly speaking, Ye Ming is not a monk in his Beiwang City in the real sense. However, he is now representing Beiwang City, no matter where he goes next, he is the pride of Beiwang City!

In the fifth round, Ye Ming's opponent was still in the early stage of the Emperor Realm, although such strength, placed in any sect, was the core existence. However, his opponent is Ye Ming, a guy who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

It seemed that he knew that Ye Ming had control martial arts, so at the beginning, the other party directly used similar martial arts!

"Melt God!" With a soft snort, a visible spiritual power fluctuation was under Ye Ming's hood.

It's just that he suddenly saw that Ye Ming on the other side was still looking at him with a smile.

With a soul defense artifact like the Tower of Babel, he would also be afraid of control martial arts, not to mention such low-grade goods.

"It's my turn!" Ye Ming smiled.

"I'm ......" The man's figure retreated sharply, and when he missed, he sensed that something was wrong.

However, when it comes to actual combat experience and counterattack speed, how can he be Ye Ming's opponent.

"Great Sun Floating Technique!" Ye Ming raised his left hand lightly, and the Emperor Realm cultivator instantly felt a blur of consciousness.

"Bang ......" turned his backhand, and the big stick instantly appeared in his hand, and without looking at it, Ye Ming picked up the big stick and beat him up.

It is estimated that the time is almost up, and Ye Ming's backhand is another big day floating slaughter trick.

"Bang bang ......" stick to meat, every time it falls, it can wear the muffled hum of the Emperor Realm monk.

This time, Ye Ming used a little spiritual power, otherwise, he really thought that he couldn't be bullied.

"Pounding ......"

"Woo ......"

"Bang!" Ye Ming slammed another stick into his face, and the huge force smashed him directly into the ring.

"Huh......" Ye Ming was slightly stunned, when was the shield removed?

"Okay, if you continue to fight, he will be beaten to death by you!" The Emperor Realm monk who presided over the competition glanced at Ye Ming and said lightly.

Except for the fact that he only shot once at the beginning, the rest of the time, he was simply enduring abuse.

If this continues, sooner or later he will be beaten to death!

What's even more interesting is that the Emperor Realm powerhouse who presided over the competition was the monk who shot at Ye Ming and Bei Jing at the beginning.

"Woo......" The unlucky monk finally came to his senses a little, opened his mouth and spit out a few broken teeth, his eyes fell on the young man in the stands, his head tilted, and he fainted directly.

At this time, this is probably the best way to resolve the embarrassment!

And at this moment, in a certain corner of the crowd, a pair of beautiful eyes were staring at Ye Ming in the ring, and a pair of pink fists were clucking!

"Good ......" Seeing Ye Ming win, the elders of Beiwangcheng shouted, and their joy was overflowing.

"It's too strong!" Dawn and Sang Tugong looked at Ye Ming's back and couldn't help but swallow.

What is an idol, it is Ye Ming, who is obviously outrageously strong against his opponent, but he is still beaten by him in this way of destroying the ancient and decaying!

There are only a dozen people left!

At this time, all eight rings were finally removed.

In the center of the "Boom ......" square, a huge ring suddenly rose slowly, and the area was four times the original size.

"Now, from No. 1 to No. 66......"

The one who spoke, Riverside is a real Saint Realm powerhouse. It seems that he also expected that the next battle would not be something that the Emperor Realm disciples could control at all, and the Tiance Mansion directly sent a Saint Realm powerhouse to preside over the overall situation.

"Boom!" As soon as the words fell, a loud bang was heard, and Bei Rong and his Sacred Realm puppet appeared in the ring one after the other.

"It's a waste of time to go one by one, the rest of you, let's go up together!" With that, Bei Rong's gaze passed through the crowd and fell directly on another monk in Hopeless City.

Shell view!

From beginning to end, the opponent in Pei Rong's eyes was only Pei Jing, or in other words, he believed that only Bei Jing was qualified to be his opponent.

As for Ye Ming and the others, at most, it's just a little bit of trouble!

"Boom ......" Bei Rong's words undoubtedly slapped everyone's face nakedly.

"It's so arrogant...... "In the stands, don't send some super strong people.

But some people looked at Bei Rong and nodded slightly, if you want to become a super strong, you must have a strong heart, and Bei Rong has this!

The Saint Realm powerhouse who was presiding over the battle raised his eyes slightly, although this was a bit unexpected, but it was not impossible.

"Hu ......" Seeing that the Saint Realm powerhouse did not stop it, more than a dozen figures suddenly swept into the ring.

It's just that there are two people standing outside the ring and not moving.

One is Bei Jing, and the other is Ye Ming, who is yawning, from beginning to end, Ye Mingli did not pay attention to the shouting Pei Rong.

"Silly ......," he muttered from time to time.

Pei Jing glanced at Ye Ming, and he had no intention of going to the ring at all!

"You two, come up together!" Bei Rong pointed at Bei Jing and Ye Ming.

"Don't shout, I'm afraid I'll come up and accidentally beat you up!" Ye Ming stretched his waist and looked like a hanger.

"Poof......" Bei Jing couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

He didn't expect that this new friend he had just met was really quite personal.

"Don't think that if you have a little luck, you can really defeat me, to be honest, he is the only one among my opponents!" Bei Rong sneered, and pointed at Bei Jing with his fingertips.

"Okay, let's win them first, who wouldn't talk big!" Ye Ming rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Hmph......" Bei Rong stomped hard under his feet, and the puppet behind him suddenly opened his eyes with a bang.

The figure of the "Boom ......" puppet directly turned into a streamer of light, rushed into the middle of the monks, and swept out with the big stick in his hand.

The power of the powerhouse of the "Zila......" Saint Realm was perfectly released, and the space was also torn apart at this moment, and several huge cracks were torn apart.

The speed of the "......boom" puppet was so fast that before they could react, the big stick was already in front of them.

"Bang ......" Just one face, four monks were smashed and flew out.

There was a "click", the sound of bones shattering, and one of them went straight to a terrible pit in his chest.

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, and in the middle, there were also fragments of internal organs!