Chapter 1238 Tactical Contradictions

"Stop him!!"

With Chunxiang's order, the evil spirits gather in formation, leaving no room for Thunder Sword to escape.

Ten evil spirits surrounded the Thunder Sword tightly. Such a rogue style of play was quite incomprehensible for a melee fighter.

In particular, Chunxiang is relatively humble. Seeing the Thunder Sword surrounded by his younger brothers, the skills in his hand did not stop, slowing down, reducing defense, reducing attack and losing blood... A bunch of skills were set on the Thunder Sword one after another. head on.

Although the warlock doesn't have any powerful output skills, these disgusting debuff skills can be regarded as blunt knives to cut flesh, making Thunder Sword unable to survive.

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!"

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.

"hehe!"

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

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 towards Chunxiang with a slash.

It seemed that he knew that the Thunder Sword would have such a move, and when the Thunder Sword hit Chun Xiang, Chun Xiang turned into a cloud of smoke and floated away from the Thunder Sword's skill.

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.

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

"duang!"

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.

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

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..."

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

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 Xunleijian experienced a series of cycles of immobilization - besieged - breakthrough - immobilized - continued besieged, and finally his health dropped to the bottom before the end of the evil spirit summoning time. With relief, his face turned into white light and flew down the ring.

At the same time, the audience grew a little more afraid of Chunxiang, a wretched uncle.

Meow, fighting against this kind of guy is better than just dying.

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. "

"Huh!" Xunleizhijian knew that no matter what he said at this time, he would be laughed at by others, so he counterattacked powerlessly: "You...what do you know!"

"Ha ha!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing out loud when they saw the Thunderbolt Sword who was talking back against the strong king just now. Those who didn't know it thought it was someone from the Hades Realm who won the game.

"hey-hey!"

Wuji looked at the group of people from Hades Realm not far away,

A treacherous smile appeared on his face.

At the end of the first game, the mob led 5:1. The audience has become accustomed to such a record.

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.

Back in the waiting room, Wuji smiled and said, "Let's play next match..."

"Resign to fate!"

Before Wuji could say it, everyone answered in unison.

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

"Nonsense!" Wang Yu said, "It's so big every time, everyone knows!"

"hey-hey!"

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."

"Oh?" Everyone said unexpectedly: "Aiming at him?"

"Not bad!" Wuji said: "Who made him cheap! If you are a brother, everyone, let me punish him to death!"

"No problem, no problem!" Everyone glanced at Bao San and said, "We won't spare him if you don't tell me!"

………

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.

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.

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."

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

"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 everyone's words, his tail turned up again, and the Dama Jindao sat among the crowd, waved his hand and said: " Your tactics are too rubbish! You must not 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.

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 the wretchedness of the Quanzhen Sect, 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.

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.

The right hand of the grumpy god of death immediately replied: "Our tactics are rubbish, and we haven't been tortured to death... It's the same sentence, if you are a man, you have 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.

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 Thunder Sword rose against the table: "Do you think I'm afraid of you??"

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 it's too big? Everyone will play in their own ways later, and use the results to speak!"