Chapter 246: The offensive is like a dragon

Every word of the Shentian-level master was accurately transmitted to every Longxiong warrior. No one expected that although Meng Wuhen looked a little unruly, he was as careful as he could calculate the power of his attack in a small way to the point where he was just faint but not to death. He only left a breath, and was worse than death. It was really terrible!

The referee walked up, tested the man's breathing, nodded and said, "There is still breathing, no death. This game is not considered a violation. Meng Wuhen from Yunyi tribe won!"

The crowd was in an uproar!

Facing the booing from Longxiong tribe, Meng Wuhen turned around and walked off the competition stage in the form of a winner with a contemptuous smile.

After all, he is a warrior of Shentian level, and he has a full range of magic weapons and special martial arts. It is difficult for the deputy commanders of each department to deal with it, but they are all sitting in the Tiangong Tower. How many of these generals and officials who stand under the sun have the strength of Shentian level? How many people dare to go up and argue with him?

With this instant defeat at the Shentian level and almost instantly killing Kuotian level, the competition for the military rank of Yunqiwei and Fenwuwei seemed boring. The soldiers below seemed like people who were used to eating seafood and abalone, and they couldn't be interested in these cabbages for a long time.

And they knew they wanted to keep their passion and watch the next battle, because this was the real feast, the battle of the deputy commander who caused a sensation in the entire Tianjing city!

The five-star thunder power is equivalent to half a star-level warrior, and the five-star thunder power is even more incredible and unheard of. Moreover, it is said that the sword of the deputy commander of the Yunyi Division is so fast that it is shocking and is worthy of being the best sword in the capital. Therefore, the people who are paying attention to this battle have a layer of hope. If you can see the legendary deputy commander of the Yunyi Division knocking on the door, it will be extremely beneficial to improve the sword skills of these warriors.

Finally, the Fenwuwei level battle ended with the victory of the Huju tribe. At this point, the Huju tribe general was the first in the centurion, and the Fenwu tribe was the first in the lottery, and the Longxiang tribe won the first place in the imperial guards and the Yunqi lieutenant. The Qiangu tribe was the first in the Yunyi tribe. In this way, if Zhuge Rulong could defeat Gu Fan at the level of the deputy commander, then the Longxiang tribe won the first place in three categories. Even if Yuchi Weiming was defeated in the last game, the Huju tribe could only be ranked first with the Longxiang tribe, and still could not shake the Longxiang tribe's position as the first in the eight imperial guards. On the contrary, if Yuchi Weiming lost in the last battle, the Huju tribe would become the first in the eight imperial guards for the first time! But in fact, no matter whether the Yunyi tribe Gu Fan lost or won, the Yunyi tribe, the last division of the Yunyi tribe, would have a huge increase in status, and even jumped to become the third in the eight imperial guards. This is really unacceptable to many people!

But that's the case, no one can be happy or unhappy!

At this time, everyone's eyes gathered on the competition platform. Zhuge Rulong, the deputy commander of Longxiang Division, was wearing black armor, shook off the cloak on his body, and his left foot lit up, his body had already flew up in the air and landed steadily on the competition platform. Unlike the loud provocations that Sima Zhanfeng had last time after he came on stage, this time Zhuge Rulong did not speak, but just stared at the figure on the Tiangong Pavilion of Yunyi Division with a wise and deep gaze. The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and killed everyone, and everyone held their breath.

Gu Fan smiled faintly, handed over the cloak on his body to Sun Mouche beside him, then grabbed the Sword of Jingshou on the table, and his toes fell into the air, landing a hundred steps opposite Zhuge Rulong. He also smiled faintly and then had a confrontation with his eyes.

Zhuge Rulong's eyes were determined to win, but Gu Fan's eyes were confidence to win!

Zhuge Rulong stretched out his right hand, and a purple-red sword engraved with runes suddenly condensed in his hand, and then gradually turned into a physical body. Obviously, this is his Heavenly Soul weapon, Zhenxiao Heavenly Soul Sword! And judging from the number of runes above, this Zhenxiao Heavenly Soul Sword has been strengthened quite a few times, with the sword body, sword spine, sword blade, and sword hilt where runes can be carved are all carved with runes!

Gu Fan rotated the sheathed sword in his hand, pulled out the long sword, and flew towards the direction where the Yunyi part was.

The two of them tacitly turned their swords down, clasped their fists, bowed slightly, and saluted to each other. This movement showed respect to their opponents, and the sword had no eyes. Please forgive them. But many people discovered the clues, that is,: it is etiquette for masters to salute each other before the showdown, but most of them only perform this formal etiquette in the battle between life and death. Moreover, neither of them spoke, but they had tacitly performed this life and death ritual to each other. Could it be... Are these two people fighting for death?

Although it took only a few seconds from the time the two of them came on stage to the time when they saluted each other, it seemed as long as a century in everyone's eyes. Almost everyone was waiting for the moment when the official start, and couldn't help but hold their breath, afraid of missing the moment when the two men took action!

Just as the two of them slowly straightened their bodies, the long-lost gong finally rang!

Suddenly, an ice-blue long sword appeared in Gu Fan's left hand. No, to be precise, it seemed to be a sword, because it had no hilt or sword edge, and it seemed like a bare sword blade.

Gu Fan held the sword in both hands, his right hand in front and his left hand in back, and his legs were spread like a horse's stance. This was actually a defensive posture that no one had ever seen before. Even Zhuge Rulong was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, holding the Zhenxiao Tianhun Sword with both hands, swung a sword energy with force, and then his body rose up in the wind, and his right hand danced in the air in a scattered manner. One after another, purple-red light blades formed in the air waves one by one in the air, peeling them out from the sword blade. Dozens of runes on the sword blade kept separating various lights. They seemed to be attached to the sword light like life.

The roar of a giant dragon came faintly in the void, as if the sword energy was too dense, causing the sound of air to burst, which came from the horizon, rumbling like thunder.

"Ten Thousand Dragons Break!" Just as the purple-red sword blade next to Zhuge Rulong completely covered his body, his body suddenly sank and fell to the ground. He roared. The light of the sword blade in the air suddenly turned into a giant dragon with teeth and claws pounced towards Gu Fan below. Behind Zhuge Rulong, the space was shattered, and five silver-white star spins kept spinning in the dark night sky.
Chapter completed!