"Snow dance is frozen!" He Xiawei's spear danced, and instantly snow fell from the sky, and a thick layer of ice formed on the ground, which also freezes Lan Yanyu.

"The roar of the wind!" Lan Yanyu thought, and countless fine wind blades flew across her body, smashing all the ice around her.

"Mysterious Ice Diamond!" The snowflakes continued to fall, and He Xiawei continued to use his second martial arts.

He Xiawei held the jade spear and pointed the tip of the spear at Lan Yanyu. As the martial arts were used, the jade spear began to rotate at high speed. At the same time, a high-speed rotating spiral ice cone slowly formed in front of the jade spear. The ice cone was long and thin. Driven by its extremely terrifying low temperature and rotation, spiral frost clouds formed around it, just like nebula in the sky.

"Go!" He Xiawei pointed at Lan Yanyu a little on the handle of the jade gun, and along with the ice cone, the jade gun quickly stabbed Lan Yanyu.

Looking at the thorny ice cone and the trembling frost nebula around it, Lan Yanyu knew that this move was extraordinary.

Lan Yanyu took out two short swords, and the hilts of the short swords were intertwined and locked, forming a strange weapon with pointed ends and handled in the middle.

"King Ji's wrath!" Lan Yanyu injected the huge wind-attributed spiritual power into the dagger, and the dagger began to rotate around the connection as the center. With the continuous injection of the wind-attributed spiritual power, the dagger turned faster and faster until it formed a rapidly rotating sword plate.

"Your Majesty Ji can do this!" After seeing Nalan Jun use a fan to display King Majesty Ji, Lan Qian thought that the martial arts of King Majesty Ji can only be used with a fan. Unexpectedly, Lan Yanyu took a different approach and used two short swords to replace it.

"Go!" Lan Yanyu waved her right hand, and the sword plate quickly flew out to face the ice cone. Under the influence of the wind-attributed spiritual power, a light blue halo was emitting around the sword plate, which looked very beautiful.

"This halo is the wind blade I want!" Lan Qian's eyes were hot. The wind was extremely fast and sharp. This was the wind blade in Lan Qian's mind!

Bang!!!

Just as Lan Qian was admiring the Blade of Wind, the ice cone and the sword plate suddenly collided. One was extremely sharp, as if it could pierce everything; the other was extremely sharp, as if it could cut everything.

Dragons and tigers fight, tit-for-tat!

After the two martial arts collided, they were evenly matched! The jade gun was shaken away, and the two short swords were also repelled back.

"It is worthy of being the martial arts of the Nalan family, and it is still so powerful!" He Xiawei sighed very much. It was not the first time he had experienced the power of King Ji's fan. He had been defeated by Nalan Qiu at a slight disadvantage before.

"Take my third move!" He Xiawei didn't pause for too long, and his hands, who had taken back the jade gun, began to dance again.

"Frost, snow, ice storm!" He Xiawei shouted loudly, frost, snow, hail fell one after another, strong winds swept, and an ice and snow storm swept across the battle platform.

"So cold!" Lan Yanyu, who was in the storm, seemed to be in a bitter and cold place in the extreme north. The storm of ice and snow made her petite body look crumbling.

Lan Yanyu tried hard to use the roar of the wind and tried her best to resist the attack of the storm. However, unlike the previous Xuewu Frost, the frost, snow and ice storm this time was even more violent, colder, and more powerful!

"Kill!" He Xiawei kept urging the storm to attack Lan Yanyu. Lan Yanyu could only wave the short sword in his hand and shoot out wind blades to destroy the storm.

However, as time went by, the storm became more and more fierce, Lan Yanyu began to be a little unable to hold on, and even the Mifeng Step had no effect, because the scope of the storm was too wide.

"The last move, end the battle!" He Xiawei held a gun in both hands and stabbed forward. A jade gun composed of Han Yu Jianyi was formed in mid-air.

"Jade Spike!" As He Xiawei spit out the three words "He Xiawei", the jade gun in the air emitted a miserable white light. At the same time, the storm on the battle stage all faded towards the jade gun in the air, blending with the jade gun, making the light emitted by the jade gun even more powerful and the aura even more terrifying!

"Kill!" The jade gun streaked through the air and stabbed at Lan Yanyu. Because the jade gun was extremely ice-filled, the empty hand seemed to be unable to flow where it passed.

"Void Slash!" Lan Yanyu raised her right hand high, and condensed a powerful spiritual thin blade above it. The spiritual thin blade is not big, but it is extremely condensed. Moreover, there is also a light blue halo on the thin blade, which makes the power of the Void Slash a higher level.

"Slay!" Lan Yanyu slashed out the void and slashed towards the jade spear, but the power of the jade spear was completely beyond Lan Yanyu's expectations, and it smashed the thin spiritual blade in an instant.

"Slash again!" Lan Yanyu condensed a thin spiritual blade again and slashed it out again, but the result was still the thin spiritual blade was shattered again.

"Why is it so strong?" In the stands, Lan Qian was very surprised by the power of Xia Wei's jade spear.

"Lost!" Nalan Qiu shook his head regretfully on the other side.

Lan Yanyu wanted to use the Void Slash again, but the Jade God Spear had already attacked her. Although it was weakened twice, the remaining power of the Jade Spear hit Lan Yanyu, and it still injured Lan Yanyu and knocked it away.

"You lost!" He Xiawei said to Lan Yanyu who was lying on the ground.

"I admit defeat!" Lan Yanyu did not show off and directly admitted defeat.

At this point, the first round of the arena battle was over, and the results of this round were not ideal for Lan Qian and others. Next was a stick of incense break, and Lan Qian put his hands on Qu Bincheng and Lan Yanyu respectively, and quickly recovered from his injuries for the two.

"One win or two losses, the situation is not optimistic!" Lan Qian sighed.

Soon, the time of incense passed, Lan Qian, Qu Bincheng and Lan Yanyu stood on the battlefield again. After a time of incense, the three of them returned to their peak again.

"Who wants to challenge the second round of the arena?" Qu Bincheng asked.

Unlike the first round, after Qu Bincheng finished speaking, no one challenged him at all.

"It seems that Lan Qian's first round of battle played a significant deterrent effect!" Everyone began to talk in the stands.

"Yes, the third-level Wuhou's strength is defeated by him. Unless he has the peak combat power of the third-level Wuhou, no one is willing to try it."

"But, people with this kind of strength are rare in Kano City!"

"yes!"

...

"I originally wanted to challenge it in the third round, but since no one was willing to come up, I would come up in advance to see if my father's newly accepted disciple is really as powerful as the rumor recently?" A voice suddenly sounded from a battle platform, and then a young man wearing black clothes, sharp-faced and distinctive angular slowly walked onto the battle platform.

"Wow!" Seeing the people on stage, the audience was in an uproar.

"Big Young Master! It turns out to be the eldest son!"

"The eldest son actually wants to challenge Lan Qian!"

“It’s so exciting!”

"I'm looking forward to it!"

"Ah!" Some young female warriors screamed when they saw Mo Yunshang coming to the stage, and instantly suppressed the discussions of other warriors.

...

"Who will win this battle do you think, Naland?" The third elder asked Naland in a hidden height in Kano City.

"If Yanyu's words are true, it should be Lan Qiansheng!" Naland replied.

"What if I don't think about her?"

"I think it's Lan Qiansheng. During the Mo Yan war, I saw his combat effectiveness with my own eyes. He was very strong and had many means!" Naland had inexplicable trust in Lan Qian, "What do you think of the Third Elder?"

"From the situation of the first battle, Lan Qian can't win, but if he has other means, it's a different matter!" The third elder replied cautiously.

"Then let's wait and see!"

Because he heard that Mo Yunshang was going to challenge Lan Qian, the third elder and Xiao Kepan, who had not left Coconut Island, came to watch the battle with Naland.

"Big Young Master?" Lan Qian was also very surprised.

"More than a month ago, you won the Moyu Competition Championship. At that time, you were not much stronger than Yuntian. I didn't expect that in just over a month, you had grown to this point. It's really unbelievable!" Mo Yunshang didn't want to believe this result, but the facts seemed to be true. This time, he wanted to confirm Lan Qian's strength with his own hands and see how strong Lan Qian is!

"Thanks to the great master, Lan Qian is just down-to-earth and moving forward step by step!" Lan Qian replied sincerely.

"What a down-to-earth!" Mo Yunshang admired Lan Qian's attitude, "Come on, fight, it depends on how many means you have!"

"Okay, please give me advice!"

"Seven Mysteries Break!" Mo Yunshang took a palm containing the huge collapse force and attacked Lan Qian.

"It's actually Qixuan collapse!" Lan Qian was very surprised. He didn't expect Mo Yunshang would choose the same opening martial arts as Mo Yuntian. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"Eighteen Palms of the Mountain!" Lan Qian also responded to the battle with the high-level martial arts of the mortal level, and the same martial arts of the Eighteen Palms of the Mountain. Lan Qian wanted to see how different the same martial arts would be from Mo Yuntian and Mo Yunshang.

"Bang!" Lan Qian and Mo Yunshang hit each other with a pair of palms, making a loud noise. However, unlike Mo Yuntian, Mo Yunshang's Qixuan collapse directly shocked Lan Qian several steps back.

"It hurts so much!" Lan Qian's right palm burst into pain. He was also a mortal-level martial art, but when Mo Yunshang used it, the layers of collapse power contained in it was one level stronger than Mo Yuntian's use! Moreover, when Lan Qian was promoted to the second-level Martial Martial Martial Arts and had completely practiced the medicine, it can be seen how strong Mo Yunshang's strength is! Such strength is far stronger than Mo Yuntian, and the two are not on the same level at all!

"Create the mountains and break the sea!" Lan Qian's spiritual power was running at full capacity, increasing the power of the Eighteen Palms of the Mountain to the extreme. However, the seven Xuan collapsed, and the collapsed power was stacked layer by layer, and the power became stronger and stronger. After several collisions, Lan Qian retreated again and again, and his hands were shocked in great pain.

"Take your skills, such strength is not enough!" Mo Yunshang slapped out with another palm, directly shocking Lan Qian away.

Lan Qian stood up in a panic, with blood hidden at the corner of his mouth. Although he was slightly injured, Lan Qian was already a little boiling in his blood. He was also a third-level Martial Marquis, but from the brief fight just now, it can be seen that Mo Yunshang's strength is better than Yang Xianyan.
Chapter completed!