"Brother Jiao, are you sure you don't want to fight with your own body?"
A strand of black hair floated up and down in front of Wu Bao's eyes, and his eyes were strange. All of this was due to the terrifying sword intent covering his body. He was like a small mountain peak.
Jin Ge's eyes flashed. It was supposed to be an easy battle, but he didn't expect that his opponent would be so difficult.
"as you wish……"
A cyclone began to appear near Mi Ge's feet. The cyclone quickly engulfed his entire body. After a while, the cyclone disappeared, revealing a terrifying dragon more than ten feet long!
Seeing this, everyone in the hall had different thoughts.
Tang Xingfeng frowned. His mental strength was different from ordinary people. He secretly sighed that Mi Ge was indeed the Han Jiao with extraordinary talent in the Northern Han Palace. He transformed into his true form and his strength increased several times.
As for Zhuo Biao, Gu Yu and Qin Kui, they completely lost their desire to fight and fought alone. They considered themselves invincible.
"Wu Bao is already so strong..."
Qin Kui laughed at himself. He had been taking care of Wu Bao for more than ten years, but now, Wu Bao's power far exceeded him.
Of course, Qin Kui is not jealous. Chances are good.
The old man on the throne was stroking his long beard and looking more and more fascinated.
Not only the clan leader Ji Long, but also all the emperors of the Hanjiao clan were like this. They had not seen Ji Ge show his true form when competing with a 'peer' for a long, long time.
Mi Ge's body is the most perfect among them. The Yanjiao clan has high hopes for Mi Ge, because Mi Ge is very young and there is a glimmer of hope that he will transform into a dragon in the future.
At this moment, Mi Ge's body is gray-white, with dense scales, like a set of indestructible silver armor. Ordinary attacks may not even be able to break through these scales.
After Mi Ge's transformation was completed and his momentum calmed down, Wu Bao still stood where he was, not moving at all.
Looking at it now, the momentum of both sides is similar. In terms of body shape, although Wu Bao's human body is small, but coupled with the substantial sword intent that envelopes him, it is almost the same as Mi Ge.
"Roar!"
Ji Ge counterattacked, his attack method remained unchanged, he still charged head-on. Even though the opponent was a 'mountain of knives', he still charged forward. As soon as he got close, a silver-white dragon's tail lashed forward.
Wu Bao stepped on the ground and moved backwards quickly. At the same time, he slashed with his sword, and a demonic light flashed in the hall!
The scimitar struck Mi Ge's tail, and a huge force was transmitted along the scimitar to Wu Bao's palm. Wu Bao's backward movement suddenly accelerated again.
Fortunately, Wu Bao was best at defense, and his method of offloading force put even Tang Xingfeng to shame.
"It hurts so much. It's really different to fight as a real person!"
Wu Bao shook one foot, completely dissipating the impact of the previous impact. Looking carefully, there was only a white mark left on Mi Ge's tail, a very thick white mark.
Ji Ge flicked the dragon's tail, and a pair of dragon eyes stared at Wu Bao. His tail struck with all his strength, but Wu Bao was fine!
Clusters of clusters!
Xi Ge finally got serious and approached Wu Bao again. He circled around Wu Bao and attacked Wu Bao again and again. Moreover, when he attacked, his scales opened up and when he defended, his scales shrank.
A few breaths passed, and the two sides were still entangled. However, the cold air within the fighting range became more and more intense, and the temperature dropped to a terrifying level.
"Cold, so cold..."
Not far away, Zhuo Biao couldn't help shivering a few times and rubbing his hands. Gu Yu was also affected, strengthening his resistance to the cold air.
As for Wu Bao during the battle, if he did not leave this extremely cold area, it would be very detrimental to him. He knew it, but it would be difficult to escape.
The emperors of the Hanjiao Clan all smiled and nodded frequently.
The number one genius in Beihan Palace, with Mi Ge's strength, not to mention Xijiang, even in the vast Central Continent, he can still compete with the top masters of the younger generation.
The scope of the cold air was still expanding. Wu Bao tried his best to control the rhythm of the battle and avoid the center of the cold air.
But soon, the entire hall will be covered in cold air, and by then, the situation will be even more unfavorable to him.
Wu Bao took a deep breath, as if he had made a decision in his heart.
Tang Xingfeng was always paying attention to the battle. The subtle changes in Wu Bao's eyes just now did not escape his observation, and he hesitated whether to stop.
If he calls a stop, Wu Bao can stop forcing himself.
But it's hard to say whether this battle can achieve what the leader of the Hanjiao clan said, "defeating Mi Ge's spirit", because so far, Mi Ge still has the upper hand.
If Wu Baoru couldn't do it, it probably wouldn't work if he was replaced, after all, he was seriously injured.
The moment he hesitated, it was already too late.
"Guardian Blade!"
Wu Bao did not retreat but moved forward, pressing towards Mi Ge. The sharp blade seemed to want to cut everything.
"What?"
Mi Ge was very surprised. At this time, his opponent actually wanted to fight back and still retained his strength. It should be noted that he himself had gone all out. He saw that the 'Knife Mountain' shrouded in cold air in front of him had risen another foot!
Wu Bao blocked all the close combat attacks, making them airtight, and pushed them all the way to the edge of the cold air. He finally dared to give it a try!
"The demon sword returns to heaven!"
"defeat!"
The sword light rushed high into the sky of the main hall, and the entire 'mountain of swords' condensed into one sword, crushing towards Mi Ge, splitting the cold air into a passage several feet wide wherever it passed.
"Roar!"
Mi Ge was frightened.
The huge dragon's body quickly curled up, and all the scales on its body shrank into thick armor. It was also desperate.
The leader of the Shulong clan put his hand on the throne, stood up slowly, and waved his hand, releasing an unimaginable force to control the hall so that it would not be destroyed by this sword.
The emperors opened their mouths one by one, and some of them were only in the early stage of Beast Emperor, and they retreated voluntarily.
"coming!"
Xi Ge closed his eyes and his whole body seemed to shrink into a ball. Although his image was slightly ugly, it was already his strongest defensive state, which showed how afraid he was of this sword.
Boom!
Finally, the knife fell, and the cold air spread to both sides. A huge ball was instantly chopped and flew out, and you could even hear the faint sound of something breaking.
boom!
Jin Ge bumped into a gilded pillar in the hall behind him. His body spread out again, but his momentum was obviously weaker than before.
Looking at his body, there were countless scales chopped into pieces, the wounds were really deep, blood flowed out and spread to the tail of the dragon, and there was still a little blood essence.
"Roar!"
Mi Ge yelled angrily, his eyes filled with a hint of ferocity.
"Okay, that's it. Go and heal your wounds quickly. This battle will be a draw. Tang Xingfeng, do you guys have any objections?"
At this time, Ji Long stopped Ji Ge.
Because the 'frustrating spirit' was already enough, Ji Long could naturally see that if he continued to fight, Wu Bao would be close to exhaustion and Ji Ge might be able to win, but he would definitely lose too much blood and essence.
Essence and blood are extremely important to monsters. Once they are lost, their vitality will be greatly damaged.
This is why Tang Xingfeng previously believed that even with a string of Buddhist beads provided by Brother Jiji, even if he really saw the legendary Beihai Qinglong, it would be almost impossible to obtain a drop of Qinglong's essence and blood.
"We have no problem with that."
Tang Xingfeng answered on Wu Bao's behalf, and quickly took out a third-grade spirit-reviving elixir for Wu Bao to take. He then used the 'Demon Sword to Return to Heaven'. The elixir could only exert a slight effect due to the load Wu Bao had endured.
This time, Wu Bao is afraid that it will take several months to recover.
Wu Bao's injury cannot be in vain. Thinking of this, Tang Xingfeng raised his hands to the throne and said: "Senior, I don't know my brother Yang Can..."
