"Stop him!!"
"Oh, everyone knows." Although Wuji's tone was a bit surprised, his expression was taken for granted.
One hit missed, and in order to prevent the Thunder Sword from being dominated by Chunxiang's evil spirit again after landing, he lifted the sword upwards without saying a word, and launched the Breaking Army and Rising Dragon Slash in an attempt to escape by displacement.
With Chunxiang's order, the evil spirits gather in formation, leaving no room for Thunder Sword to escape.
Reaper's left hand has a bit of emotional intelligence. Seeing Thunder Sword's unlovable appearance, he waved his hand and invited, "Old Lei, express your opinion too."
At the end of the first game, the mob led 5:1. The audience has become accustomed to such a record.
Meow, fighting against this kind of guy is better than just dying.
Ten evil spirits surrounded the Thunder Sword tightly. Such a rogue style of play was quite incomprehensible for a melee fighter.
Bao San clenched his fist and said excitedly: "Brother Chun is really a good brother!"
Seeing this kid, everyone in Hades Realm was really rude, and their faces immediately turned dark.
"No problem, no problem!" Everyone glanced at Bao San and said, "We won't spare him if you don't tell me!"
Ten evil spirits surrounded the Thunder Sword tightly. Such a rogue style of play was quite incomprehensible for a melee fighter.
"Oh?" Everyone said unexpectedly: "Aiming at him?"
"Oh, everyone knows." Although Wuji's tone was a bit surprised, his expression was taken for granted.
In particular, Chunxiang is relatively humble. Seeing Thunder Sword surrounded by his little brothers, the skills in his hand didn't stop, slowing down, reducing defense, reducing attack and losing blood... a bunch of skills were set on Thunder Sword's head one after another. superior.
With a grumpy right hand like a god of death, he immediately replied: "Our tactics are rubbish, and we haven't been tortured to death... It's the same sentence, a man has to be straight."
In particular, Chunxiang is relatively humble. Seeing Thunder Sword surrounded by his little brothers, the skills in his hand didn't stop, slowing down, reducing defense, reducing attack and losing blood... a bunch of skills were set on Thunder Sword's head one after another. superior.
What is the report of the present world? Thunder Sword scolded his teammates heartily before, but when he stepped off the stage, the right hand of Death God followed him and sneered: "Brother Lei, your tactics are not good, you were tortured like this. "
"Oh, everyone knows." Although Wuji's tone was a bit surprised, his expression was taken for granted.
"What the hell does this have to do with being a man or not!" After being squeezed by the right hand of the God of Death one after another, Thunder Sword was also a little anxious.
Seeing this, Thunder Sword bowed his head and rushed out from the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and leaped high, smashing at Chunxiang with a slash.
Back in the waiting room, Wuji smiled and said: "Let's play the next game..."
In particular, Chunxiang is relatively humble. Seeing Thunder Sword surrounded by his little brothers, the skills in his hand didn't stop, slowing down, reducing defense, reducing attack and losing blood... a bunch of skills were set on Thunder Sword's head one after another. superior.
After all, Quanzhen Sect has played so many games, and every time the first game record is very good, as for the second game, it depends entirely on luck, and everyone has figured out the routine of Quanzhen Sect.
Although the warlock doesn't have any powerful output skills, these disgusting debuff skills can be regarded as blunt knives to cut flesh, making the Thunder Sword unable to survive.
As a result, just after jumping two steps, Chunxiang's dark barrier suddenly rose from the ground and surrounded the Thunder Sword.
Although the warlock doesn't have any powerful output skills, these disgusting debuff skills can be regarded as blunt knives to cut flesh, making the Thunder Sword unable to survive.
What is the report of the present world? Thunder Sword scolded his teammates heartily before, but when he stepped off the stage, the right hand of Death God followed him and sneered: "Brother Lei, your tactics are not good, you were tortured like this. "
Wuji laughed and said: "That's right, the second round is still resigned to fate, but when you encounter Thunder Sword, you must try your best to win him."
"Ha ha!"
Death's right hand said coldly: "What's the matter? If you don't accept it, will you go to the game to make gestures?"
If you are indifferent to life and death, just do it! It has always been the slogan of the Netherworld team, so the tactics of this group of guys can be summed up in six words, don't be cowardly, just do it.
Of course, Chunxiang also wanted him to die quickly, but the equipment on the Thunder Sword is not weak, and Chunxiang's output is not high, so he can only take the younger brother to grind down a little bit.
"No problem, no problem!" Everyone glanced at Bao San and said, "We won't spare him if you don't tell me!"
"Of course." Everyone said politely: "Our team is the most democratic. You are a master tactician. As long as you are right, we will listen to you!"
"I'll fight for you!"
Seeing the blood streaks dripping down from Thunder Sword's head, everyone in Quanzhen couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Tsk tsk, Brother Chun, is he going to play with that kid to death? Cruel..."
"Fate to God!"
Being tortured like this, the Thunder Sword was in a hurry, and with a loud roar, it turned around and was about to release Whirlwind Slash.
In particular, Chunxiang is relatively humble. Seeing Thunder Sword surrounded by his little brothers, the skills in his hand didn't stop, slowing down, reducing defense, reducing attack and losing blood... a bunch of skills were set on Thunder Sword's head one after another. superior.
Bao San clenched his fist and said excitedly: "Brother Chun is really a good brother!"
"What the hell does this have to do with being a man or not!" After being squeezed by the right hand of the God of Death one after another, Thunder Sword was also a little anxious.
"hehe!"
Although the warlock doesn't have any powerful output skills, these disgusting debuff skills can be regarded as blunt knives to cut flesh, making the Thunder Sword unable to survive.
Chunxiang commanded the evil spirits to swarm up and grind down blood little by little.
Chunxiang schemes against people, once he is schemed against, there will be one step after another, and every step will be a pitfall.
"hey-hey!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the left hand of Death God hurriedly pulled the two away one by one and said, "Aren't you stupid to fight on your own when something big is wrong? We will each fight according to our own style, and use the results to speak!"
Chunxiang commanded the evil spirits to swarm up and grind down blood little by little.
As soon as Thunder Sword came up, it negated the worldview of these guys for so many years. No matter how correct Thunder Sword said, everyone would inevitably feel conflicted.
With Chunxiang's order, the evil spirits gather in formation, leaving no room for Thunder Sword to escape.
Chunxiang smiled slightly and directed his younger brothers to spread out and avoid the attack range of the Thunder Sword.
"Oh?" Everyone said unexpectedly: "Aiming at him?"
Chunxiang commanded the evil spirits to swarm up and grind down blood little by little.
At the same time, the audience grew a little more afraid of Chunxiang, a wretched uncle.
Wuji looked at the group of Hades not far away, with a treacherous smile on his face.
With a grumpy right hand like a god of death, he immediately replied: "Our tactics are rubbish, and we haven't been tortured to death... It's the same sentence, a man has to be straight."
Seeing the blood streaks dripping down from Thunder Sword's head, everyone in Quanzhen couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Tsk tsk, Brother Chun, is he going to play with that kid to death? Cruel..."
"Duang!"
Wuji laughed and said: "That's right, the second round is still resigned to fate, but when you encounter Thunder Sword, you must try your best to win him."
Seeing this, Thunder Sword bowed his head and rushed out from the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and leaped high, smashing at Chunxiang with a slash.
The Thunder Sword rose against the table: "Do you think I'm afraid of you??"
"Fate to God!"
It seemed that he knew that the Thunder Sword would have such a move, and when the Thunder Sword hit Chunxiang, Chunxiang turned into a cloud of smoke and floated away from the Thunder Sword's skill.
Under Chunxiang's siege and interception, the poor Xunleizhijian finally dropped to the bottom before the end of the evil spirit summoning time after a series of cycles of immobilization - besieged - breakthrough - immobilized - continued to be besieged. With relief, his face turned into white light and flew down the ring.
"Duang!"
What is the report of the present world? Thunder Sword scolded his teammates heartily before, but when he stepped off the stage, the right hand of Death God followed him and sneered: "Brother Lei, your tactics are not good, you were tortured like this. "
Under Chunxiang's siege and interception, the poor Xunleizhijian finally dropped to the bottom before the end of the evil spirit summoning time after a series of cycles of immobilization - besieged - breakthrough - immobilized - continued to be besieged. With relief, his face turned into white light and flew down the ring.
One hit missed, and in order to prevent the Thunder Sword from being dominated by Chunxiang's evil spirit again after landing, he lifted the sword upwards without saying a word, and launched the Breaking Army and Rising Dragon Slash in an attempt to escape by displacement.
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the left hand of Death God hurriedly pulled the two away one by one and said, "Aren't you stupid to fight on your own when something big is wrong? We will each fight according to our own style, and use the results to speak!"
At the end of the first game, the mob led 5:1. The audience has become accustomed to such a record.
Ten evil spirits surrounded the Thunder Sword tightly. Such a rogue style of play was quite incomprehensible for a melee fighter.
The Xunlei Sword was too late to stop, as if deliberately bumping into it, it hit its head on the dark barrier, and was fixed on the spot again.
In particular, Chunxiang is relatively humble. Seeing Thunder Sword surrounded by his little brothers, the skills in his hand didn't stop, slowing down, reducing defense, reducing attack and losing blood... a bunch of skills were set on Thunder Sword's head one after another. superior.
Wuji looked at the group of Hades not far away, with a treacherous smile on his face.
Being tortured like this, the Thunder Sword was in a hurry, and with a loud roar, it turned around and was about to release Whirlwind Slash.
"Hmph!" Xunleizhijian knew that no matter what he said at this time, he would be laughed at by others, so he counterattacked weakly: "You... what do you know!"
As a result, just after jumping two steps, Chunxiang's dark barrier suddenly rose from the ground and surrounded the Thunder Sword.
With a grumpy right hand like a god of death, he immediately replied: "Our tactics are rubbish, and we haven't been tortured to death... It's the same sentence, a man has to be straight."
As soon as Thunder Sword came up, it negated the worldview of these guys for so many years. No matter how correct Thunder Sword said, everyone would inevitably feel conflicted.
"Duang!"
Chunxiang smiled slightly and directed his younger brothers to spread out and avoid the attack range of the Thunder Sword.
After all, Quanzhen Sect has played so many games, and every time the first game record is very good, as for the second game, it depends entirely on luck, and everyone has figured out the routine of Quanzhen Sect.
"Fate to God!"
"What the hell does this have to do with being a man or not!" After being squeezed by the right hand of the God of Death one after another, Thunder Sword was also a little anxious.
"hey-hey!"
The Xunlei Sword was too late to stop, as if deliberately bumping into it, it hit its head on the dark barrier, and was fixed on the spot again.
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
How can a team's style be changed just by changing it? What's more, this group of guys have made it to this day, and their personality of just doing things when they meet each other has become the same as Quanzhen Sect's wretchedness, and has become an instinct.
…
Thunder Sword next to him had a look of despair when he heard this.
Chunxiang commanded the evil spirits to swarm up and grind down blood little by little.
Reaper's left hand has a bit of emotional intelligence. Seeing Thunder Sword's unlovable appearance, he waved his hand and invited, "Old Lei, express your opinion too."
"Oh, everyone knows." Although Wuji's tone was a bit surprised, his expression was taken for granted.
It seemed that he knew that the Thunder Sword would have such a move, and when the Thunder Sword hit Chunxiang, Chunxiang turned into a cloud of smoke and floated away from the Thunder Sword's skill.
Seeing the blood streaks dripping down from Thunder Sword's head, everyone in Quanzhen couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Tsk tsk, Brother Chun, is he going to play with that kid to death? Cruel..."
If you are indifferent to life and death, just do it! It has always been the slogan of the Netherworld team, so the tactics of this group of guys can be summed up in six words, don't be cowardly, just do it.
"Hmph!" Xunleizhijian knew that no matter what he said at this time, he would be laughed at by others, so he counterattacked weakly: "You... what do you know!"
Death's right hand said coldly: "What's the matter? If you don't accept it, will you go to the game to make gestures?"
The Xunlei Sword was too late to stop, as if deliberately bumping into it, it hit its head on the dark barrier, and was fixed on the spot again.
Wuji laughed and said: "That's right, the second round is still resigned to fate, but when you encounter Thunder Sword, you must try your best to win him."
"I'll fight for you!"
With a grumpy right hand like a god of death, he immediately replied: "Our tactics are rubbish, and we haven't been tortured to death... It's the same sentence, a man has to be straight."
"I'll fight for you!"
Bao San clenched his fist and said excitedly: "Brother Chun is really a good brother!"
Seeing the blood streaks dripping down from Thunder Sword's head, everyone in Quanzhen couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Tsk tsk, Brother Chun, is he going to play with that kid to death? Cruel..."
"Of course." Everyone said politely: "Our team is the most democratic. You are a master tactician. As long as you are right, we will listen to you!"
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
Seeing this, Thunder Sword bowed his head and rushed out from the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and leaped high, smashing at Chunxiang with a slash.
Chunxiang schemes against people, once he is schemed against, there will be one step after another, and every step will be a pitfall.
"Nonsense!" Wang Yu said, "It's so big every time, everyone knows!"
Death's right hand said coldly: "What's the matter? If you don't accept it, will you go to the game to make gestures?"
Under Chunxiang's siege and interception, the poor Xunleizhijian finally dropped to the bottom before the end of the evil spirit summoning time after a series of cycles of immobilization - besieged - breakthrough - immobilized - continued to be besieged. With relief, his face turned into white light and flew down the ring.
"I'll fight for you!"
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
"Oh?" Everyone said unexpectedly: "Aiming at him?"
Back in the waiting room, Wuji smiled and said: "Let's play the next game..."
"Not bad!" Wuji said: "Who made him cheap! If you are a brother, everyone, let me punish him to death!"
Being tortured like this, the Thunder Sword was in a hurry, and with a loud roar, it turned around and was about to release Whirlwind Slash.
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
At the same time, the audience grew a little more afraid of Chunxiang, a wretched uncle.
Chunxiang smiled slightly and directed his younger brothers to spread out and avoid the attack range of the Thunder Sword.
Seeing this kid, everyone in Hades Realm was really rude, and their faces immediately turned dark.
Meow, fighting against this kind of guy is better than just dying.
…
At the same time, the audience grew a little more afraid of Chunxiang, a wretched uncle.
"I'll fight for you!"
This boy Thunder Sword obviously stayed abroad for a long time, and he didn't understand Chinese polite manners. Hearing what everyone said, his tail cocked up again, and the Dama Jindao sat among the crowd, waved his hand and said: " Your tactics are too rubbish! You absolutely can’t fight like that! We should wait for the opportunity, get ready to go, and strike first... "
"Oh, everyone knows." Although Wuji's tone was a bit surprised, his expression was taken for granted.
What is the report of the present world? Thunder Sword scolded his teammates heartily before, but when he stepped off the stage, the right hand of Death God followed him and sneered: "Brother Lei, your tactics are not good, you were tortured like this. "
It seemed that he knew that the Thunder Sword would have such a move, and when the Thunder Sword hit Chunxiang, Chunxiang turned into a cloud of smoke and floated away from the Thunder Sword's skill.
At the end of the first game, the mob led 5:1. The audience has become accustomed to such a record.
"Duang!"
"Hmph!" Xunleizhijian knew that no matter what he said at this time, he would be laughed at by others, so he counterattacked weakly: "You... what do you know!"
Ten evil spirits surrounded the Thunder Sword tightly. Such a rogue style of play was quite incomprehensible for a melee fighter.
"Duang!"
It seemed that he knew that the Thunder Sword would have such a move, and when the Thunder Sword hit Chunxiang, Chunxiang turned into a cloud of smoke and floated away from the Thunder Sword's skill.
In particular, Chunxiang is relatively humble. Seeing Thunder Sword surrounded by his little brothers, the skills in his hand didn't stop, slowing down, reducing defense, reducing attack and losing blood... a bunch of skills were set on Thunder Sword's head one after another. superior.
At the same time, the audience grew a little more afraid of Chunxiang, a wretched uncle.
If you are indifferent to life and death, just do it! It has always been the slogan of the Netherworld team, so the tactics of this group of guys can be summed up in six words, don't be cowardly, just do it.
Death's right hand said coldly: "What's the matter? If you don't accept it, will you go to the game to make gestures?"
"Ha ha!"
Seeing this, Thunder Sword bowed his head and rushed out from the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and leaped high, smashing at Chunxiang with a slash.
One hit missed, and in order to prevent the Thunder Sword from being dominated by Chunxiang's evil spirit again after landing, he lifted the sword upwards without saying a word, and launched the Breaking Army and Rising Dragon Slash in an attempt to escape by displacement.
"Duang!"
Although the warlock doesn't have any powerful output skills, these disgusting debuff skills can be regarded as blunt knives to cut flesh, making the Thunder Sword unable to survive.
Everyone couldn't help laughing out loud when they saw the Thunderbolt Sword who was talking back against the mighty king just now. Those who didn't know it thought it was someone from the Hades Realm who won the game.
With Chunxiang's order, the evil spirits gather in formation, leaving no room for Thunder Sword to escape.
"..."
Everyone couldn't help laughing out loud when they saw the Thunderbolt Sword who was talking back against the mighty king just now. Those who didn't know it thought it was someone from the Hades Realm who won the game.
Chunxiang smiled slightly and directed his younger brothers to spread out and avoid the attack range of the Thunder Sword.
"No problem, no problem!" Everyone glanced at Bao San and said, "We won't spare him if you don't tell me!"
"hey-hey!"
"Oh, everyone knows." Although Wuji's tone was a bit surprised, his expression was taken for granted.
Although the warlock doesn't have any powerful output skills, these disgusting debuff skills can be regarded as blunt knives to cut flesh, making the Thunder Sword unable to survive.
Wuji looked at the group of Hades not far away, with a treacherous smile on his face.
…
"Of course." Everyone said politely: "Our team is the most democratic. You are a master tactician. As long as you are right, we will listen to you!"
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
Chunxiang schemes against people, once he is schemed against, there will be one step after another, and every step will be a pitfall.
"Of course." Everyone said politely: "Our team is the most democratic. You are a master tactician. As long as you are right, we will listen to you!"
…
At the end of the first game, the mob led 5:1. The audience has become accustomed to such a record.
Thunder Sword next to him had a look of despair when he heard this.
"hey-hey!"
"Ha ha!"
"Me?" Thunder Sword pointed at himself very consciously and said, "Can you listen to my opinion?"
Seeing this, Thunder Sword bowed his head and rushed out from the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and leaped high, smashing at Chunxiang with a slash.
"Not bad!" Wuji said: "Who made him cheap! If you are a brother, everyone, let me punish him to death!"
"hehe!"
The Xunlei Sword was too late to stop, as if deliberately bumping into it, it hit its head on the dark barrier, and was fixed on the spot again.
After all, Quanzhen Sect has played so many games, and every time the first game record is very good, as for the second game, it depends entirely on luck, and everyone has figured out the routine of Quanzhen Sect.
At the end of the first game, the mob led 5:1. The audience has become accustomed to such a record.
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the left hand of Death God hurriedly pulled the two away one by one and said, "Aren't you stupid to fight on your own when something big is wrong? We will each fight according to our own style, and use the results to speak!"
Seeing this, Thunder Sword bowed his head and rushed out from the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and leaped high, smashing at Chunxiang with a slash.
Seeing this kid, everyone in Hades Realm was really rude, and their faces immediately turned dark.
Back in the waiting room, Wuji smiled and said: "Let's play the next game..."
How can a team's style be changed just by changing it? What's more, this group of guys have made it to this day, and their personality of just doing things when they meet each other has become the same as Quanzhen Sect's wretchedness, and has become an instinct.
As a result, just after jumping two steps, Chunxiang's dark barrier suddenly rose from the ground and surrounded the Thunder Sword.
Back in the waiting room, Wuji smiled and said: "Let's play the next game..."
"hey-hey!"
Before Wuji could say it, everyone answered in unison.
Death's right hand said coldly: "What's the matter? If you don't accept it, will you go to the game to make gestures?"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the left hand of Death God hurriedly pulled the two away one by one and said, "Aren't you stupid to fight on your own when something big is wrong? We will each fight according to our own style, and use the results to speak!"
"What the hell does this have to do with being a man or not!" After being squeezed by the right hand of the God of Death one after another, Thunder Sword was also a little anxious.
Death's right hand said coldly: "What's the matter? If you don't accept it, will you go to the game to make gestures?"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the left hand of Death God hurriedly pulled the two away one by one and said, "Aren't you stupid to fight on your own when something big is wrong? We will each fight according to our own style, and use the results to speak!"
"Fate to God!"
Wuji laughed and said: "That's right, the second round is still resigned to fate, but when you encounter Thunder Sword, you must try your best to win him."
After all, Quanzhen Sect has played so many games, and every time the first game record is very good, as for the second game, it depends entirely on luck, and everyone has figured out the routine of Quanzhen Sect.
Chunxiang schemes against people, once he is schemed against, there will be one step after another, and every step will be a pitfall.
After all, Quanzhen Sect has played so many games, and every time the first game record is very good, as for the second game, it depends entirely on luck, and everyone has figured out the routine of Quanzhen Sect.
"hehe!"
Under Chunxiang's siege and interception, the poor Xunleizhijian finally dropped to the bottom before the end of the evil spirit summoning time after a series of cycles of immobilization - besieged - breakthrough - immobilized - continued to be besieged. With relief, his face turned into white light and flew down the ring.
Chunxiang smiled slightly and directed his younger brothers to spread out and avoid the attack range of the Thunder Sword.
Before Wuji could say it, everyone answered in unison.
After all, Quanzhen Sect has played so many games, and every time the first game record is very good, as for the second game, it depends entirely on luck, and everyone has figured out the routine of Quanzhen Sect.
"Ha ha!"
Chunxiang commanded the evil spirits to swarm up and grind down blood little by little.
"Duang!"
"Oh, everyone knows." Although Wuji's tone was a bit surprised, his expression was taken for granted.
"I'll fight for you!"
After all, Quanzhen Sect has played so many games, and every time the first game record is very good, as for the second game, it depends entirely on luck, and everyone has figured out the routine of Quanzhen Sect.
Bao San clenched his fist and said excitedly: "Brother Chun is really a good brother!"
"Nonsense!" Wang Yu said, "It's so big every time, everyone knows!"
"hehe!"
"Nonsense!" Wang Yu said, "It's so big every time, everyone knows!"
"Me?" Thunder Sword pointed at himself very consciously and said, "Can you listen to my opinion?"
"Oh, everyone knows." Although Wuji's tone was a bit surprised, his expression was taken for granted.
"Ha ha!"
"hey-hey!"
After all, Quanzhen Sect has played so many games, and every time the first game record is very good, as for the second game, it depends entirely on luck, and everyone has figured out the routine of Quanzhen Sect.
Ten evil spirits surrounded the Thunder Sword tightly. Such a rogue style of play was quite incomprehensible for a melee fighter.
Wuji laughed and said: "That's right, the second round is still resigned to fate, but when you encounter Thunder Sword, you must try your best to win him."
"Hmph!" Xunleizhijian knew that no matter what he said at this time, he would be laughed at by others, so he counterattacked weakly: "You... what do you know!"
Before Wuji could say it, everyone answered in unison.
Death's right hand said coldly: "What's the matter? If you don't accept it, will you go to the game to make gestures?"
"hey-hey!"
After all, Quanzhen Sect has played so many games, and every time the first game record is very good, as for the second game, it depends entirely on luck, and everyone has figured out the routine of Quanzhen Sect.
"Oh?" Everyone said unexpectedly: "Aiming at him?"
"hey-hey!"
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
Seeing the blood streaks dripping down from Thunder Sword's head, everyone in Quanzhen couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Tsk tsk, Brother Chun, is he going to play with that kid to death? Cruel..."
What's more, now that Thunder Sword has just been tortured and killed, he no longer has the slightest prestige in the eyes of everyone, and his words are so unreserved, everyone didn't push him to the ground and beat him up, it was already restraining their temper.
Reaper's left hand has a bit of emotional intelligence. Seeing Thunder Sword's unlovable appearance, he waved his hand and invited, "Old Lei, express your opinion too."
"Ha ha!"
"hey-hey!"
Bao San clenched his fist and said excitedly: "Brother Chun is really a good brother!"
"Not bad!" Wuji said: "Who made him cheap! If you are a brother, everyone, let me punish him to death!"
"Not bad!" Wuji said: "Who made him cheap! If you are a brother, everyone, let me punish him to death!"
At the end of the first game, the mob led 5:1. The audience has become accustomed to such a record.
What's more, now that Thunder Sword has just been tortured and killed, he no longer has the slightest prestige in the eyes of everyone, and his words are so unreserved, everyone didn't push him to the ground and beat him up, it was already restraining their temper.
"Hmph!" Xunleizhijian knew that no matter what he said at this time, he would be laughed at by others, so he counterattacked weakly: "You... what do you know!"
The Thunder Sword rose against the table: "Do you think I'm afraid of you??"
Seeing the blood streaks dripping down from Thunder Sword's head, everyone in Quanzhen couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Tsk tsk, Brother Chun, is he going to play with that kid to death? Cruel..."
Chunxiang commanded the evil spirits to swarm up and grind down blood little by little.
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
"No problem, no problem!" Everyone glanced at Bao San and said, "We won't spare him if you don't tell me!"
Wuji laughed and said: "That's right, the second round is still resigned to fate, but when you encounter Thunder Sword, you must try your best to win him."
This boy Thunder Sword obviously stayed abroad for a long time, and he didn't understand Chinese polite manners. Hearing what everyone said, his tail cocked up again, and the Dama Jindao sat among the crowd, waved his hand and said: " Your tactics are too rubbish! You absolutely can’t fight like that! We should wait for the opportunity, get ready to go, and strike first... "
"I'll fight for you!"
Bao San clenched his fist and said excitedly: "Brother Chun is really a good brother!"
"hey-hey!"
"Me?" Thunder Sword pointed at himself very consciously and said, "Can you listen to my opinion?"
Thunder Sword next to him had a look of despair when he heard this.
…
Reaper's left hand has a bit of emotional intelligence. Seeing Thunder Sword's unlovable appearance, he waved his hand and invited, "Old Lei, express your opinion too."
At the end of the first game, the mob led 5:1. The audience has become accustomed to such a record.
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
"hehe!"
Seeing this kid, everyone in Hades Realm was really rude, and their faces immediately turned dark.
Seeing this kid, everyone in Hades Realm was really rude, and their faces immediately turned dark.
"hehe!"
Although the warlock doesn't have any powerful output skills, these disgusting debuff skills can be regarded as blunt knives to cut flesh, making the Thunder Sword unable to survive.
If you are indifferent to life and death, just do it! It has always been the slogan of the Netherworld team, so the tactics of this group of guys can be summed up in six words, don't be cowardly, just do it.
As soon as Thunder Sword came up, it negated the worldview of these guys for so many years. No matter how correct Thunder Sword said, everyone would inevitably feel conflicted.
Death's right hand said coldly: "What's the matter? If you don't accept it, will you go to the game to make gestures?"
"Oh?" Everyone said unexpectedly: "Aiming at him?"
Chunxiang smiled slightly and directed his younger brothers to spread out and avoid the attack range of the Thunder Sword.
"hey-hey!"
Thunder Sword next to him had a look of despair when he heard this.
How can a team's style be changed just by changing it? What's more, this group of guys have made it to this day, and their personality of just doing things when they meet each other has become the same as Quanzhen Sect's wretchedness, and has become an instinct.
Back in the waiting room, Wuji smiled and said: "Let's play the next game..."
Wuji laughed and said: "That's right, the second round is still resigned to fate, but when you encounter Thunder Sword, you must try your best to win him."
What's more, now that Thunder Sword has just been tortured and killed, he no longer has the slightest prestige in the eyes of everyone, and his words are so unreserved, everyone didn't push him to the ground and beat him up, it was already restraining their temper.
Reaper's left hand has a bit of emotional intelligence. Seeing Thunder Sword's unlovable appearance, he waved his hand and invited, "Old Lei, express your opinion too."
What is the report of the present world? Thunder Sword scolded his teammates heartily before, but when he stepped off the stage, the right hand of Death God followed him and sneered: "Brother Lei, your tactics are not good, you were tortured like this. "
"What the hell does this have to do with being a man or not!" After being squeezed by the right hand of the God of Death one after another, Thunder Sword was also a little anxious.
As soon as Thunder Sword came up, it negated the worldview of these guys for so many years. No matter how correct Thunder Sword said, everyone would inevitably feel conflicted.
Before Wuji could say it, everyone answered in unison.
"Me?" Thunder Sword pointed at himself very consciously and said, "Can you listen to my opinion?"
Chunxiang schemes against people, once he is schemed against, there will be one step after another, and every step will be a pitfall.
Under Chunxiang's siege and interception, the poor Xunleizhijian finally dropped to the bottom before the end of the evil spirit summoning time after a series of cycles of immobilization - besieged - breakthrough - immobilized - continued to be besieged. With relief, his face turned into white light and flew down the ring.
Wuji laughed and said: "That's right, the second round is still resigned to fate, but when you encounter Thunder Sword, you must try your best to win him."
"..."
As a result, just after jumping two steps, Chunxiang's dark barrier suddenly rose from the ground and surrounded the Thunder Sword.
How can a team's style be changed just by changing it? What's more, this group of guys have made it to this day, and their personality of just doing things when they meet each other has become the same as Quanzhen Sect's wretchedness, and has become an instinct.
How can a team's style be changed just by changing it? What's more, this group of guys have made it to this day, and their personality of just doing things when they meet each other has become the same as Quanzhen Sect's wretchedness, and has become an instinct.
"Of course." Everyone said politely: "Our team is the most democratic. You are a master tactician. As long as you are right, we will listen to you!"
This boy Thunder Sword obviously stayed abroad for a long time, and he didn't understand Chinese polite manners. Hearing what everyone said, his tail cocked up again, and the Dama Jindao sat among the crowd, waved his hand and said: " Your tactics are too rubbish! You absolutely can’t fight like that! We should wait for the opportunity, get ready to go, and strike first... "
"Of course." Everyone said politely: "Our team is the most democratic. You are a master tactician. As long as you are right, we will listen to you!"
What is the report of the present world? Thunder Sword scolded his teammates heartily before, but when he stepped off the stage, the right hand of Death God followed him and sneered: "Brother Lei, your tactics are not good, you were tortured like this. "
With Chunxiang's order, the evil spirits gather in formation, leaving no room for Thunder Sword to escape.
Seeing this, Thunder Sword bowed his head and rushed out from the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and leaped high, smashing at Chunxiang with a slash.
"..."
"hey-hey!"
Chunxiang commanded the evil spirits to swarm up and grind down blood little by little.
This boy Thunder Sword obviously stayed abroad for a long time, and he didn't understand Chinese polite manners. Hearing what everyone said, his tail cocked up again, and the Dama Jindao sat among the crowd, waved his hand and said: " Your tactics are too rubbish! You absolutely can’t fight like that! We should wait for the opportunity, get ready to go, and strike first... "
Seeing this kid, everyone in Hades Realm was really rude, and their faces immediately turned dark.
"hey-hey!"
Back in the waiting room, Wuji smiled and said: "Let's play the next game..."
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the left hand of Death God hurriedly pulled the two away one by one and said, "Aren't you stupid to fight on your own when something big is wrong? We will each fight according to our own style, and use the results to speak!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the left hand of Death God hurriedly pulled the two away one by one and said, "Aren't you stupid to fight on your own when something big is wrong? We will each fight according to our own style, and use the results to speak!"
With Chunxiang's order, the evil spirits gather in formation, leaving no room for Thunder Sword to escape.
"..."
Thunder Sword next to him had a look of despair when he heard this.
Ten evil spirits surrounded the Thunder Sword tightly. Such a rogue style of play was quite incomprehensible for a melee fighter.
It seemed that he knew that the Thunder Sword would have such a move, and when the Thunder Sword hit Chunxiang, Chunxiang turned into a cloud of smoke and floated away from the Thunder Sword's skill.
Seeing this kid, everyone in Hades Realm was really rude, and their faces immediately turned dark.
The Xunlei Sword was too late to stop, as if deliberately bumping into it, it hit its head on the dark barrier, and was fixed on the spot again.
Seeing this, Thunder Sword bowed his head and rushed out from the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and leaped high, smashing at Chunxiang with a slash.
"Me?" Thunder Sword pointed at himself very consciously and said, "Can you listen to my opinion?"
"Oh?" Everyone said unexpectedly: "Aiming at him?"
Ten evil spirits surrounded the Thunder Sword tightly. Such a rogue style of play was quite incomprehensible for a melee fighter.
How can a team's style be changed just by changing it? What's more, this group of guys have made it to this day, and their personality of just doing things when they meet each other has become the same as Quanzhen Sect's wretchedness, and has become an instinct.
As soon as Thunder Sword came up, it negated the worldview of these guys for so many years. No matter how correct Thunder Sword said, everyone would inevitably feel conflicted.
"hey-hey!"
Before Wuji could say it, everyone answered in unison.
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
As soon as Thunder Sword came up, it negated the worldview of these guys for so many years. No matter how correct Thunder Sword said, everyone would inevitably feel conflicted.
"Me?" Thunder Sword pointed at himself very consciously and said, "Can you listen to my opinion?"
If you are indifferent to life and death, just do it! It has always been the slogan of the Netherworld team, so the tactics of this group of guys can be summed up in six words, don't be cowardly, just do it.
"I'll fight for you!"
In the waiting room of the Underworld team, Death's Left Hand and his team were also discussing tactics. Due to the loss of prestige, Thunder Sword sat in the corner with a resentful expression on his face, and did not join the discussion.
"hey-hey!"
What is the report of the present world? Thunder Sword scolded his teammates heartily before, but when he stepped off the stage, the right hand of Death God followed him and sneered: "Brother Lei, your tactics are not good, you were tortured like this. "
What's more, now that Thunder Sword has just been tortured and killed, he no longer has the slightest prestige in the eyes of everyone, and his words are so unreserved, everyone didn't push him to the ground and beat him up, it was already restraining their temper.
Although the warlock doesn't have any powerful output skills, these disgusting debuff skills can be regarded as blunt knives to cut flesh, making the Thunder Sword unable to survive.
"Not bad!" Wuji said: "Who made him cheap! If you are a brother, everyone, let me punish him to death!"
Before Wuji could say it, everyone answered in unison.
Chunxiang commanded the evil spirits to swarm up and grind down blood little by little.
In particular, Chunxiang is relatively humble. Seeing Thunder Sword surrounded by his little brothers, the skills in his hand didn't stop, slowing down, reducing defense, reducing attack and losing blood... a bunch of skills were set on Thunder Sword's head one after another. superior.
"Duang!"
The Thunder Sword rose against the table: "Do you think I'm afraid of you??"
With a grumpy right hand like a god of death, he immediately replied: "Our tactics are rubbish, and we haven't been tortured to death... It's the same sentence, a man has to be straight."
Meow, fighting against this kind of guy is better than just dying.
As a result, just after jumping two steps, Chunxiang's dark barrier suddenly rose from the ground and surrounded the Thunder Sword.
With a grumpy right hand like a god of death, he immediately replied: "Our tactics are rubbish, and we haven't been tortured to death... It's the same sentence, a man has to be straight."
"What the hell does this have to do with being a man or not!" After being squeezed by the right hand of the God of Death one after another, Thunder Sword was also a little anxious.
Of course, Chunxiang also wanted him to die quickly, but the equipment on the Thunder Sword is not weak, and Chunxiang's output is not high, so he can only take the younger brother to grind down a little bit.
"I'll fight for you!"
"hey-hey!"
Chunxiang schemes against people, once he is schemed against, there will be one step after another, and every step will be a pitfall.
Death's right hand said coldly: "What's the matter? If you don't accept it, will you go to the game to make gestures?"
"Fate to God!"
Under Chunxiang's siege and interception, the poor Xunleizhijian finally dropped to the bottom before the end of the evil spirit summoning time after a series of cycles of immobilization - besieged - breakthrough - immobilized - continued to be besieged. With relief, his face turned into white light and flew down the ring.
Although the warlock doesn't have any powerful output skills, these disgusting debuff skills can be regarded as blunt knives to cut flesh, making the Thunder Sword unable to survive.
The Thunder Sword rose against the table: "Do you think I'm afraid of you??"
Reaper's left hand has a bit of emotional intelligence. Seeing Thunder Sword's unlovable appearance, he waved his hand and invited, "Old Lei, express your opinion too."
Seeing this, Thunder Sword bowed his head and rushed out from the gap between the evil spirits. Then he raised his sword and leaped high, smashing at Chunxiang with a slash.
If you are indifferent to life and death, just do it! It has always been the slogan of the Netherworld team, so the tactics of this group of guys can be summed up in six words, don't be cowardly, just do it.
"Oh?" Everyone said unexpectedly: "Aiming at him?"
Chunxiang schemes against people, once he is schemed against, there will be one step after another, and every step will be a pitfall.
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the left hand of Death God hurriedly pulled the two away one by one and said, "Aren't you stupid to fight on your own when something big is wrong? We will each fight according to our own style, and use the results to speak!"
"Stop him!!"
How can a team's style be changed just by changing it? What's more, this group of guys have made it to this day, and their personality of just doing things when they meet each other has become the same as Quanzhen Sect's wretchedness, and has become an instinct.
With a grumpy right hand like a god of death, he immediately replied: "Our tactics are rubbish, and we haven't been tortured to death... It's the same sentence, a man has to be straight."