Chapter 1283 Counterattack

The Thunder Dragon's body rolled endlessly, releasing waves of incomparable violent power, covering the vast and infinite area. The world seemed to have turned into a thunder domain, with lightning raging and the space filled with purple thunder light, which was extremely terrifying.

Everyone's heart trembled, and they saw endless thunder light falling from the void, and the destructive power was flowing wildly in it. A figure was looming in it, and his body seemed to be flashing with strange light, making him seem transparent. The lightning passed through his body, but could not kill him.

This was naturally the power of the space rule.

Li Mubai looked at the battle below indifferently, his eyes were calm as water from beginning to end, without any ripples, as if the outcome of this battle was doomed from the beginning.

The terrible thunder power continued to burst out, and Wuming's figure was always erratic. Gradually, nine moves had passed, and there was only one move left from the ten moves limited by Li Mubai.

"Only one move left!" Gongshu Yu was slightly delighted. He had never thought that he could defeat Wuming head-on. He had tried his best from the beginning, in order to hold Wuming back and not give him the opportunity to release his strength. As long as he could survive ten moves, Wuming would take the initiative to admit defeat, and he could pass smoothly.

However, just when Gongshu Yu thought that his plan was about to be completed, an indifferent voice came into his eardrum: "Do you think you are going to win?"

Gongshu Yu's expression froze when he heard the voice, and then his face froze there. This voice was naturally Wuming.

He raised his head and saw an ordinary figure appearing in front of the flashing lightning. He stood casually. He looked so ordinary, without any outstanding features. However, the moment he appeared there, Gongshu Yu's heart was shaken violently, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.

Wuming's body was filled with brilliant spatial divine light, and powerful light curtains seemed to appear around him, protecting him. The violent thunder force came with the power of annihilation, wanting to destroy everything, but when it descended on the light curtain, it only caused the light curtain to tremble slightly, without much impact.

"Gongshu Yu, it's over!" Many people had a thought in their minds when they saw this scene.

At this time, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Wuming had not used his full strength in the previous eight moves, as if he was just playing with Gongshu Yu, and when he really decided to make a move, Gongshu Yu could not even shake his defense, let alone defeat him.

The strength of the two was not at the same level at all.

Wuming's fingers were lightly raised, and the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly rioted, frantically gathering towards his fingertips, turning into a peerless long sword. An amazing spatial rule power was hidden in the long sword, making the long sword appear looming, as if hidden in the void, giving people a feeling of seeming real but not real.

"Break."

A calm voice came out, the space trembled, the endless spiritual energy roared and moved, the dazzling sword light tore the space, all swept towards Gongshu Yu's direction.

Gongshu Yu's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and fear emerged in his eyes. He had practiced for more than a hundred years and was confident that there would not be too many opponents in the realm of the emperor. He wanted to enter the Holy Dragon Pool to change his fate, so he was the first to stand up. However, the reality was so cruel.

He looked at the young man in front of him, as if he thought of something, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face, as if he was mocking himself.

Nameless, unknown?

He couldn't even beat an unknown person, so what was the point of changing his fate?

At this moment, Gongshu Yu burst out with an amazing breath, and the spiritual energy on his body roared wildly. A huge dragon figure appeared around him, with a fierce look in his eyes, roaring towards the sword light in the space that was rushing towards him, as if to bury it.

There was a rumbling sound, and the sword light in space was all-pervading, as if nothing could stop it from moving forward. The dragon's body was constantly torn apart, and the shrill screams echoed between heaven and earth, so harsh and heart-shaking.

The vast crowd on the steps of the martial arts arena were all speechless. The first battle was so fierce. What kind of scene would it be later?

I'm afraid no one dared to go out.

Many people looked in the direction of the Tianxing Legion. Li Mubai stood in the crowd, so conspicuous, and seemed to glow with a strange light. Even if he just sat there and didn't make a move, he still made them feel an extremely heavy pressure in their hearts, which made them breathless.

This big devil is really as cruel and merciless as always.

The first battle made everyone lose confidence.

There was only a loud sound, and the shadow of the dragon disappeared in an instant. The sword flashed and appeared in front of Gongshu Yu's forehead in the blink of an eye. If it went half a centimeter further, it would be able to penetrate his head.

Gongshu Yu's body trembled violently, and he felt the stinging pain left by the sword on his skin. His breathing stagnated, and he even closed his eyes in despair. There was no other thought in his mind, just waiting for the arrival of the god of death.

Void, silence.

Countless eyes stared at the two figures below, and their hearts were beating. Today's battle was a life-and-death battle. After all, both sides would try their best for the quota, and casualties were inevitable. Even the Dragon Lord would not intervene.

And Gongshu Yu naturally knew this, so he did not hold back in his previous attacks. If Wuming was not strong enough, he would be buried in it.

The end means putting life and death aside.

The head did not explode as expected, and blood plasma flew everywhere. The space seemed unusually calm. The space sword suspended in front of Gongshu Yu's body disappeared at this moment.

Gongshu Yu suddenly opened his eyes without feeling the expected pain, but found that Wuming had left at some point and appeared in the distance.

The first thought that came to his mind at this moment was that he survived!

Wuming, didn't kill him!

He immediately looked at Wuming with gratitude and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your mercy!"

Wuming glanced over there and said lightly, "Nothing."

Gongshu Yu bowed again, then stepped towards the stairs and returned to his original position.

Wuming still stayed on the martial arts stage. Now he became the defender. As long as someone continued to come down, he would fight.

However, with the powerful fighting power he just showed, who else would dare to take the risk?

After waiting for a while, no one went down, and the Dragon Lord said, "You can come up now."

"Thank you, Dragon Lord." Wuming bowed to the Dragon Lord from a distance, and then shot towards the direction of the Tianxing Legion. At this moment, the people of the Tianxing Legion showed a proud look on their faces. They, the people of the Tianxing Legion, got the first place!

Seeing the scene over there, many people showed a strange look in their eyes, and then looked at the Holy Dragon Legion in the center of the stairs. The Tianxing Legion was so powerful, and I wonder how the Holy Dragon Legion would fight back.

After all, the Holy Dragon Legion is the first legion of the dragon clan.

"Bo Kao, you go." At this time, a voice came from the Holy Dragon Legion. The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a solemn face and an unfathomable aura. It was the commander-in-chief of the Holy Dragon Legion, Yuntai.

As Yuntai's voice came out, a young man in black stepped out, with long flowing hair and a sharp look. His eyes were like a murderous sword, sharp to the extreme. It seemed that because he had been on the battlefield for a long time, he naturally revealed a murderous intention, which was daunting.

Seeing Bo Kao walk out, the crowd's eyes were all fixed. Bo Kao's cultivation was at the seventh level of Yuanhuang, and he was the youngest commander of the Holy Dragon Corps. Sending him out at this time would indeed be a good counterattack against the Tianxing Corps.

"Those who want to get a quota, come down."

Bo Kao's eyes swept to the figures on the stairs around him, and he spoke lightly, with a heroic spirit in his tone, as if he was fearless.

When Bo Kao's voice fell, many figures' eyes shone with sharpness, and their expressions were sharp, as if they were ready to move.

"Third Prince, I want to try." Behind the Third Prince Long, a man stepped forward and whispered.

The Third Prince Long and Qin Xuan both looked at the man, who was also at the seventh level of Yuanhuang, which just met the rules of the competition.

"How sure are you?" asked the Third Prince of Long.

"It's hard to say, but there are not many people in the seventh level of Yuanhuang. I don't want to miss this opportunity." The man said in a deep voice, his tone was extremely firm, as if he had made up his mind.

"Okay, you have to be more careful." The Third Prince of Long warned. In fact, he was reluctant to let the man fight against Bo Kao. After all, Bo Kao had experienced countless life-and-death battles in the Holy Dragon Corps and had rich combat experience. Even people with the same talent might be killed by him. The risk was really great.

But the man was determined, and he couldn't stop him, so he could only agree.

So the man walked towards the martial arts stage, and there were five people walking out with him, two of whom were from the Senluo Corps, and the other three were from the Marquis' Mansion and the Duke's Mansion.

Bo Kao looked at the six people who came down, and a sharp color flashed in his dark eyes. He said lightly: "Who will come first?"

After these words fell, the space was silent, and no one was willing to take the first shot.

Whoever attacks first will have to face Bo Kao in his prime, which is naturally more difficult. After the battle, Bo Kao can rest, but it is difficult to recover to his peak state.

Seeing that no one spoke, Bo Kao frowned and said, "In this case, I have to do it myself."

The moment his voice fell, his body disappeared without any sign, as if it disappeared out of thin air.

The expressions of the six people suddenly changed, and they quickly retreated in different directions. Then one of them looked quite ugly. He felt a strong killing intent coming, but he didn't know where it came from. It was as if he was stared at by an eye hidden in the dark, and his whole body was icy cold.

"Puchi..." Like the sound of sword energy tearing through space, an invisible sword energy shot out from the void, like light, straight towards the man's body, so fast that people didn't notice it.

"Ah..." The man screamed immediately, and a small scar appeared on his right shoulder, and blood kept flowing out, staining his clothes red.

Countless eyes suddenly froze in the air, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes!