"Stop him!!"

With Chunxiang's order, the evil spirits gathered their formation and left no gap for the Thunder Sword.

Ten evil spirits surrounded the Thunder Sword tightly. Such a scoundrel's fighting style is quite indescribable for a melee warrior.

Especially Chunxiang is a relatively low-key person. Seeing that the Thunder Sword was surrounded by his younger brothers, the skills in his hand did not stop, slowing down, preventing and reducing attacks and losing blood... A bunch of skills were put on the Thunder Sword's head one after another.

Although warlocks do not have any powerful output skills, these debuffing skills that are disgusting and unpaid for life can be regarded as cutting flesh with a dull knife, which makes the Thunder Sword not die.

Of course, Chunxiang also wanted him to die soon, but the Thunder Sword was not weak in equipment and Chunxiang's output was not high, so he could only take his younger brother to sharpen it down little by little.

"I've fought for you!"

Tortured like this, the Thunder Sword was furious and roared and was about to slash the whirlwind.

"hehe!"

Chunxiang smiled slightly and directed his younger brothers to disperse the formation and avoid the attack range of the Thunder Sword.

Seeing this, the Thunder Sword lowered his head and rushed out of the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and jumped high, and a collapsed and cracked the ground and smashed it towards Chunxiang.

It seemed that I had known that the Thunder Sword would have this move. Just when the Thunder Sword hit Chunxiang, Chunxiang turned into a fog and floated away in the Thunder Sword's skills.

After failing to hit the attack, the Thunder Sword after landing prevented being dominated by Chunxiang's evil spirits again, without saying a word, and launched the Pojun Shenglong Slash to attempt to escape by displacement.

As a result, after just jumping two steps, Chunxiang's dark barrier suddenly rose from the ground and circled the Thunder Sword.

“duang!”

The Thunder Sword was not enough to close, and it was as if it was deliberately hitting it, and its head hit the dark barrier, and was once again fixed on the spot.

Chunxiang commanded the evil spirits to rush up and grind down blood little by little again.

Looking at the blood strips falling down the Thunder Sword's head, Quanzhen and others couldn't help but be amazed: "Tsk tsk, Brother Chun is going to kill that kid? It's cruel..."

Bao San clenched his fists and said excitedly: "Brother Chun is such a good brother!"

Chunxiang plots against others, once he is plotted, he will be one step after another, and every step is a pitfall.

Under Chunxiang's pursuit and blocking, the poor Thunder Sword had experienced a series of fixed-being-beating-break-stabilizing-continuous-beating-continuous-continuous-beating-beating, and finally his health was reduced to the end before the end of the evil spirit summoning time, and he turned into white light and flew down the ring with a look of relief.

At the same time, the audience became a little more afraid of Chunxiang, the vulgar uncle.

Meow, it’s better to die than fight with such a guy.

What is the retribution in this world? Thunder Sword had been scolding his teammates so happily. At this time, when he got off the stage, the God of Death's right hand followed him and sneered: "Brother Lei, your tactics are not very good, you have been tortured like this."

"Hmph!" The Thunder Sword knew that no matter what he said, it would be ridiculed, so he had to fight back without any effort: "You... what do you know!"

"Ha ha!"

Seeing the bird-like look of Thunder Sword, which was a king who was so swaying, everyone couldn't help laughing out loud. Those who didn't know thought it was someone from the Pluto world who won the game.

"hey-hey!"

Wuji looked at a group of people in the Pluto world not far away, and showed a treacherous smile on his face.

At the end of the first game, the rabble led 5:1. The audience is already accustomed to this record.

After all, Quanzhen Cult has played so many games, and the record in each first game is very awesome. As for the second game, it depends entirely on luck. Everyone has figured out this trick of Quanzhen Cult.

Back in the lounge, Wuji smiled and said, "We will have the next game..."

"Leave it to fate!"

Without waiting for Wuji to say it, everyone answered in unison.

"Oh, everyone knows." Although Wuji's tone was a little surprised, his expression was taken for granted.

"Nonsense!" Wang Yu said: "Every time I'm so big, everyone knows!"

"hey-hey!"

Wuji laughed and said, "That's right, the second game is still to fate, but when encountering the Thunder Sword, you must do your best to beat him."

"Oh?" Everyone said unexpectedly: "Target him?"

"Not bad!" Wuji said, "Who made him cheap? If you are brothers, please kill him!"

"No problem, no problem!" Everyone glanced at Bao San and said one after another: "If you don't say it, we can't forgive him!"

………

In the rest room of the Pluto Realm Team, the left hand of the God of Death was also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, the Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful look on his face and did not join the discussion.

If you don’t accept life and death, just do it! It has always been the slogan of the Pluto Realm team, so the tactics of these guys are summed up in six words. Don’t be cowardly, just do it.

Thunder Sword was despair when he heard this.

The left hand of the god of death had some emotional intelligence. Seeing that the Thunder Sword looked like he was desperate, he waved his hand and invited him, "Old Lei, you can also express your opinion."

"Me?" The Thunder Sword pointed at himself consciously and said, "Can you listen to my opinion?"

"Of course." Everyone said politely: "Our team is the most democratic. You are a master of tactics. As long as you are right, we will listen to you!"

The boy of Thunder Sword was obviously staying abroad for a long time and couldn't understand Chinese politeness. After hearing what everyone said, his tail was raised again. He sat in the middle of everyone with a golden sword, waved his hand and said, "Your tactics are too trash! You must not fight that way! We should wait for an opportunity to act, be ready to go, and take action first..."

“…”

When everyone in the Puritan world saw that this boy was really rude, their faces immediately turned black.

The style of a team can be changed by saying that it can be changed. Moreover, these guys can get to this day, and their personality that just meets is like the vulgarity of Quanzhen Sect, and has become an instinct.

As soon as the Thunder Sword came up, it denied the worldview of these guys over the years. No matter how true the Thunder Sword was, everyone would inevitably feel conflicted.

What's more, the Thunder Sword has just been tortured once, and there is no prestige in everyone's eyes. He speaks so unintentionally. Everyone has already restrained their temper without pressing him to the ground.

His right hand, who was as irritated as death, immediately replied: "Our tactics are garbage, and we have not been abused to death... As for the same sentence, if a man is a man, he must be faced with him."

"What's the matter with whether this is a man or not!" After being squeezed by the God of Death's right hand one after another, Thunder Sword was a little anxious.

The God of Death said coldly, "What's wrong? I'll go to the game to gestulate later?"

The Thunder Sword slapped the table and said, "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the god of death hurriedly pulled the two with one hand and said, "It's a big deal that everyone will fight. Are you stupid? Everyone will play their own way of playing later and speak with their record!"

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