Tianji Peak won the best.

But next, it's a team competition.

Ten people can be dispatched from Yanri Peak!

Zhan Wuque, because he only signed up for one person on his own, so the rest of Tianji Peak could not play.

In the team competition, the ratio of the number of participants in Yanrifeng and Tianjifeng is:

Ten to one!

"Boy, I want to see how arrogant you are!"

Hong Yuan snorted.

Because he can switch personnel, he has replaced ten new players, all of whom are in full swing. He is the elite among the elites!

In the team competition, he will have to win a game back and equalize the score!

"The second game, team battle, start now!"

As the referee's voice rang out, ten people in a row fell into the court neatly.

Ten people stood in a row, all wearing black robes with the words "Yanrifeng" embroidered on them.

These ten people were specially arranged by Hong Yuan, with true disciples and some core disciples.

But in terms of strength, everyone can rank at the forefront of Yanri Peak.

This is the limit that Hongyuan can find at present.

If he can't beat this, he really has no choice.

"Senior Brother Zhan, be careful!"

Murong Qianqian kindly reminded.

"You underestimate the young master too much. These cats and dogs don't deserve to carry shoes for my young master," Linglong said carelessly, which attracted ten people on the stage to glar at Linglong.

But Linglong still did not restrain herself at all, but instead made a face and looked indifferent.

Anyway, they will be defeated by Zhan Wuque later, and this threat will have no effect on her.

"hateful!"

Ten disciples of Yanrifeng on the stage were irritated.

"What arrogance? One-to-one. I admit that he is very powerful, but now it's a team battle. If we fight one of ten, I don't believe that I can't beat him!"

The lead substitute captain said angrily.

"Don't show mercy to me for a while, and fight to the death!"

"yes!"

The remaining nine people said in unison.

Zhan Wuque was speechless.

Before I could go on stage, the people on stage had a deep hatred like me.

But this is good, and the battle is quick.

Zhan Wuque jumped lightly and landed leisurely on the ring.

"Group battle begins!"

The referee said loudly.

There is only one team battle.

The total points are five, which belongs to the winning side.

In other words, if Yan Rifeng wants to reverse this unfavorable situation, it is only possible to win the team match.

"Kill him for me!"

As soon as the game began, ten people from Yanrifeng immediately attacked Zhan Wuque.

All ten people took full advantage.

Ten people, all half a step into the martial spirit!

"This kid is over. I'm sorry that I've entrusted Xu Yin to kill him. It seems that it's no longer useful now, hahaha!"

Yan Wushuang laughed in her heart.

He admitted that he had underestimated Zhan Wuque before, but he did not expect that Zhan Wuque seemed to have a low level, and using other means, he could actually achieve the combat power of a half-step martial spirit.

I don’t know what treasure I used, and even the sword soul of the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword was taken away.

But no matter what, now Zhan Wuque is definitely finished.

Ten and a half-step martial spirits, the siege is indecisive.

Do you still have to consider this ending?

"Hmph, I'm just letting you die like this, it's really a bargain!"

Xu Yin looked unhappy.

He also thought that after he came to power, he would humiliate Zhan Wuque first and then kill him.

But I didn't expect that this would happen.

"Who made Zhan Wuque so desperate? There were five people, but they had to go there. This was the price of pretending to be compared."

Someone had a sneer on his lips.

"Brother Tianji, it seems that the outcome of the bet has been decided."

Wang Dong looked at Tianjizi with pride in his eyes.

"Master Wang Feng was too anxious. The game has not started yet, so how can I win or lose?"

Tianjizi said lightly.

"Haha, it seems that Brother Tianji won't cry until he sees the coffin. Well, I'll wait a little longer," Wang Dong said with a slight smile.

On the ring.

Ten people all acted and shouted loudly.

"Ten Directions Heavenly Thunder Array!"

"Hao!"

Ten people actually activated a rare thunder formation.

Of course, the so-called power of thunder is naturally not, it is just an exaggeration.

All they mastered was the ordinary thunder power activated through the formation.

Even so, it seems to be extraordinary to outsiders.

After all, thunder's attack and destructive power are very famous.

"God helps me."

Zhan Wuque saw it and laughed.

Thunder power is a terrifying power of destruction for others, but for him, it is a great replenishment.

Hong Yuan, who was observing this scene from a distance, felt a sudden sigh of heart and thought to himself that it was not good!

He remembered the scene where Zhan Wuque swallowed the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Sword Spirit just now.

Could it be that he has a way to restrain Thunder?

A bold guess suddenly appeared in Hong Yuan's mind.

He wanted to remind him, but it was too late.

Zhan Wuque has taken action.

Looking at the white lightning, Zhan Wuque directly sacrificed Leimu.

To be honest, he doesn't even look down on this level of Leili.

It is of little use to restore his physical body and his soul power.

When practicing, he uses the power of heavenly thunder, his body and the residual soul of the God of War, and has already had a certain degree of resistance. Ordinary thunder power is useless and will only be wasted.

At this time, the best choice is to sacrifice raywood.

Sure enough, Leimu stayed in mid-air, and all the sword lights and thunder power were sucked over.

Like a long whale sucks water.

Even the sword in the hands of ten people was sucked in.

The so-called thunder sword formation fell apart in an instant.

Zhan Wuque's Qi becomes a dantian, circulates the Yuanli, and opens his mouth and yells angrily.
To be continued...