Seeing the bone-eroding wind blowing rapidly towards him, seeing this scene, Master Nanming suddenly felt a soul rising from his deceased, and a hint of chill came from the bottom of his heart. In a moment, Master Nanming's forehead was covered with fine cold sweat!

At this moment, the real man Nanming felt an unprecedented fear. He knew very well that letting the bone-eroding gusts blow to him, even if these bone-eroding gusts blow to a little, it was not something he could bear.

Moreover, after just executing the Nine Dragon Roar, the true energy of the Nanming Zhenren had consumed most of the body and his body was in a weak state. At this moment, it was too difficult for him to adjust his true energy to avoid the bone-eroding wind.

Facing the bone-eroding gale wind in front of him, Master Nan Ming felt a sense of powerlessness. You know, this bone-eroding gale wind is a danger that even the martial masters are unwilling to face!

If I didn’t care about my own face, the real person of Nanming really wanted to curse. This was just a formation constructed by a small Wushu Sect. How could such a terrifying thing appear? Isn’t this cheating person?

At this time, the real person in Nanming was really a little crying.

If I had known that there was such a evil thing in the formation arranged by Ling Zhan, no matter what, the true man of Nanming would not have entered this formation! Now the only feeling of the true man of Nanming is regret.

There is no regret medicine in this world at all. Since I have chosen to challenge the formation arranged by Ling Zhan, I have to face it. The true man of Nan Ming is very clear about this.

But facing the overwhelming bone-eroding wind and the inability of Nanming to teleport, he was really powerless!

In the eyes of the Nanming Zhenren, the only thing he can do now is to admit defeat! The Nanming Zhenren believes that Ling Zhan should have been controlling this formation. As long as he takes the initiative to admit defeat, he believes that Ling Zhan will still release himself out of the formation.

But if I really admit defeat, it is definitely not the result that Nanming real person wants to see.

The true man of Nanming knew very well that once he gave in, his status, glory, and wealth in the Ten Thousand Beast Heaven Sect would probably be ruined. If he was not lucky, he might not even be able to save his life! The true man of Nanming was very clear about his popularity in the Ten Thousand Beast Heaven Sect. It can be said that he had almost no friends. The reason why those masters did not take revenge on him was the identity of his chief formation master! If he did not have this identity, then those people could deal with him without any scruples. Thinking of this, the true man of Nanming was frightened! You must know that the martial saint of the Ten Thousand Beast Heaven Sect is not so easy to deal with.

If it weren't for the situation where there was no way, the real person of Nanming would definitely not be willing to give in.

For the real person in Nanming, the current situation is already very critical.

Seeing that the bone-eroding wind was about to blow on him, as long as the real person of Nanming hesitated a little, the final result would be either dead or injured!

Almost instantly, a trace of decision flashed in the eyes of the real person Nanming!

The real man Nanming looked at the sky coldly and said in his heart: Forget it, a hero will not suffer any loss in front of him, but his life will only be once! As long as his life is still there, there will be a chance to start all over again.

Thinking of this, the real person Nan Ming dispersed the true energy around his body and shouted loudly to the sky: "Okay, Junior Brother Ling Zhan, I will admit defeat in this formation battle!"

The voice of the Nanming Zhenren was very loud, enough to spread throughout the entire formation space.

Ling Zhan naturally heard the words of the Nanming Zhenren admitting defeat. Almost instantly, Ling Zhan quickly made several hand tricks, and then, the bone-eroding wind in the formation stopped in place and no longer moved towards the Nanming Zhenren.

At this time, the bone-eroding wind was only one arm long from the Nanming Zhenren. The Nanming Zhenren could even feel that his skin was about to split by the violent wind.

Looking at the bone-eroding wind that was so close, a trace of fear appeared in the eyes of Zhenren Nanming, and his forehead was already dissatisfied with cold sweat. Perhaps he was too excited, his body was trembling slightly.

At this moment, Master Nanming felt his heart beating rapidly, and the strong sense of suffocation made him unable to help but cover his chest. After a long time, Master Nanming recovered.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the real person Nanming, and it was almost impossible! It was almost impossible. The bone-eroding gale was about to blow on his body. You should know that the terrifying gale could even shatter the flesh and bones. If you were touched with that kind of thing, your body would probably be blown to ashes.

The real person of Nanming breathed a long sigh, and a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes. No matter what, his fortune was temporarily saved.

Since he has given up, Nan Ming Zhenren doesn't care so much about face or something.

The real person of Nanming shouted loudly: "Junior Brother Ling Zhan, I, Nanming, have already admitted my defeat. I admit that I cannot break your formation. Please send me out of the formation!" After that, he bowed to the direction of the sky.

There is no way, people have to bow their heads under the short eaves!

You should know that although the bone-eroding gale wind stopped, it always stopped in front of him. As long as Ling Zhan moves his hands and feet slightly, these bone-eroding gale winds will instantly swallow him. These bone-eroding gale winds are like a sharp sword hanging above the head of the real person of Nanming, and they don’t know when they will fall down.

Faced with the threat of life, Master Nanming had to compromise with Ling Zhan. As long as he could leave here immediately, even if he lost a little face, Master Nanming would not care so much. In the face of life, nothing mattered.

It is precisely because of this that the true man of Nanming begged for mercy from Ling Zhan. The true man of Nanming knew very well what the relationship between him and Ling Zhan was. Now the formation has been triggered to this extent. As long as Ling Zhan really wants to kill him, he only needs to let the bone-eroding wind advance a little more, and there is no need to worry at all!

At that time, Ling Zhan only had to shirk his mistakes for a while, and even didn't have to take any responsibility. With his popularity, there must be no one in the Wanwan Tian Sect who stands out for him. At that time, he would probably die in vain.

Although the bone-eroding gusts around him stopped, the black tornado was still whirling violently, as if showing him the tyrannical energy filled with the bone-eroding gust. The bone-eroding gusts, like the sickle of the God of Death, were placed on the shoulders of the Nanming Zhenren, and it might fall at any time. At this moment, the life of the Nanming Zhenren was already controlled by Ling Zhan. As long as Ling Zhan thought about it, he would immediately take the life of the Nanming Zhenren!

At this moment, outside the formation, Mu Kong and others saw Ling Zhan showing hesitant expressions. Mu Kong felt puzzled in his heart: "Junior brother, what happened again in the formation?"

Ling Zhan's expression was a little strange, and a confused look flashed in his eyes, and he said, "True Man Nanming, beg for mercy!"

"What did you say!!!"

When Ling Zhan said this, it was not only Mu Kong, but even Murray and Fang Qingzhi were stunned. They could not believe the facts they heard!

Real person Nanming begs for mercy?

How is this possible?

Although they don’t have a deep understanding of Nanming Zhenren, they also know the character of Nanming Zhenren! What a proud person he is, how could such a person beg for mercy?

Is this impossible to understand at all?

At this moment, Mu Kong and others even felt a sense of time and space disorder. They even suspected that the person who appeared in the Ling Zhan formation at this moment was not the real person of Nan Ming at all. This contrast is too strong!

Mu Kong showed a smiley expression on his face and said, "If this was not what Junior Brother Ling Zhan said, I must think it was a joke!"

Murray nodded and said, "Yes, this is simply incredible. I have predicted many results for this competition, but I never thought that Nan Ming would give in directly!"

Among the few people present, except for Ling Zhan, Fang Qingzhi knew the least about the Nanming Real Person. Moreover, because the Nanming Real Person used violently to break the formation, Fang Qingzhi was very bad for his senses. So Fang Qingzhi sneered and said, "Nanming can even use the shameless way of breaking the formation violently. I think it is nothing to be surprised that he took the initiative to admit defeat!"

Hearing Fang Qingzhi's words, Mu Kong nodded and said, "What Mr. Fang said is not without reason. In the face of life, all dignity is just a cloud. It is normal for the true man of Nanming to fear death. There is no need for us to make a big deal!"

A hint of joy appeared on Murray's face and said, "Okay, Nan Ming admits defeat, then Junior Brother Ling Zhan is the veritable chief formation master of the sect! Junior Brother Ling Zhan, congratulations!"

Hearing Murray's words, Mu Kong and Fang Qingzhi realized that after the Nanming Real Person took the initiative to admit defeat, Ling Zhan would also replace the Nanming Real Person's original position and become the new chief formation master of the sect!

When Mu Kong thought of Ling Zhan's age, a wry smile appeared on his face and said, "Junior Brother Ling Zhan is probably less than sixteen years old this year! Tsk tsk, the chief formation master of the sect who is less than sixteen years old is really a monster!"

When he was talking, Mu Kong showed a hint of jealousy on his face. When he was sixteen years old, he might still be playing with mud! Compared with Ling Zhan, he was simply a scumbag! Alas, he has been living in a dog for so many years.

At this moment, Ling Zhan said to the three of them: "Do you tell me to release Nanming's real person or just use the formation to kill him?"

Hearing Ling Zhan's words, Murray's eyes lit up and said, "Junior brother, the real person in Nanming is a real martial saint-level master. Are you sure to kill the real person in Nanming?"

Ling Zhan shook his head with a wry smile and said, "At most, 50% sure!"

"Fifty percent sure!" Murray shook his head and said, "It's still a bit too low. Although the Nanming Zhenren has a bad character in the sect, he still has many friends with formation masters. If we kill him in this battle, it will have a great impact on the reputation of the sect."

Hearing Murray say this, Ling Zhan said: "Then let Nanming come out?"

Murray nodded and said, "Let it go! At least his conceited defeat will allow you to become the chief formation master of the sect openly."
Chapter completed!