The ring match between the Xingxin team and the Zhuxian team is underway.

Baozi and Qiao Yifan defeated their opponents by one each.

At present, Qiao Yifan will face the third person of the Zhuxian team!

At present, Qiao Yifan's health is still more than 60%, but his mana is not much left.

Although he easily won the ghost sorrow of the Zhuxian clan, the ghost array consumed too much mana.

Zheng Shengchao, the third person of the Zhuxian team, is on the field!

Zheng Shengchao is a mad swordsman player of the Zhuxian team.

In general, the Berserker is the most active and unrestrained class in fighting.

The Berserker is a profession that fights more and more fiercely, and the less blood there is, the more fierce it becomes, so it is also the class that likes to charge the most.

However, Zheng Shengchao is very steady, and he is not in a hurry to attack.

Like cat and mouse, Zheng showed that he had enough patience.

However, Qiao Yifan is also very patient and is not in a hurry to attack.

The two sides are at a stalemate.

For a full minute, Zheng Shengchao's patience reached the limit!

Finally choose to take the initiative!

As a result, Qiao Yifan ran away!

Qiao Yifan confronted Zheng Shengchao head-on, but chose to run away!

"Don't run! You've got a kind of stop! Do you think you'll be able to regain your mana if you keep running? Zheng Shengchao chased after Qiao Yifan, anxious.

As a result, his words became a prophecy, and Qiao Yifan really brought a reply suit!

As a ghost array, what he lacks is not attack power, he doesn't need to do too many attacks, the ghost array, as a team support class, needs a steady stream of mana to maintain a steady stream of ghost arrays!

Therefore, Duan Fei equipped him with a set of mana return equipment!

The recovery effect is the same as Ye Xiu's!

So Qiao Yifan kept running, and Zheng Shengchao kept chasing.

However, everyone thought that Qiao Yifan only had 10% of his mana, but they didn't know how much of the dark array Qiao Yifan, who had recovered his mana, had quietly put down!

It wasn't until seven minutes had passed that Qiao Yifan finally stopped running!

"! You've finally stopped, let's die!! ”

Zheng Shengchao, who chased half of Qiao Yifan, had already gone crazy.

Seeing that Qiao Yifan had finally stopped, he immediately rushed forward with a big sword.

However.

"Whoop!!

Suddenly, countless ghost formations rose from under his feet!

Woohoo!

In the ghost fox wolf howl, Zheng Shengchao's attributes dropped significantly.

Then, Qiao Yifan used the 10% of his remaining mana to release his attack skills and send Zheng Shengchao out of the battle platform!

Qiao Yifan is a dozen two!

Victory in World War II!

The Xingxin team is now 2-3, leading by one head! Moreover, Qiao Yifan, who still has 30% of his blood left, is still standing firmly in the ring!

The face of the Zhuxian team is like ashes, especially the team boss, best-selling author Xiao Jie, his face is so heavy that he can squeeze out water!

The fourth person of the Zhuxian clan came on the field, the magic swordsman of one of the four swordsmen!.

Qiao Yifan, who had completely lost his mana, would no longer be obscene, and as soon as the game began, Qiao Yifan rushed towards the opponent's demon swordsman.

Thirty-two seconds after the battle began, Qiao Yifan finally fell.

However, before he died, he also knocked out 10% of the health of the Demon Swordsman of the Zhuxian Clan, and Qiao Yifan had done his best.

Qiao Yifan went down, Duan Fei praised a few words, and then asked Qiao Yifan to rest.

Duan Fei's eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the Xingxin team, and finally called softly: "Old Wei, you can go on!" ”

"Okay! See if I don't beat them all over the place! Wei Chen grinned and walked to the platform.

"Don't talk too much!" Duan Fei smiled, Wei Chen's current state was not suitable for fighting in the ring at all.

If it's a heads-up match, he can also use obscenity, shameless no lower limit obscenity, and he can also play a good fight, but in the ring match, Wei Chen's hand can't bear it!

As soon as he got on the field, Wei Chen shouted on the public channel: "On the other side, if you can find me, I will admit defeat!" If you can't find me in three minutes, you can quit the game and admit defeat yourself! What do you think? ”

This kind of trash talk is really not advanced.

Don't forget, Wei Chen is the originator of Glory trash talk, and Huang Shaotian, the first cannon of Glory, is the apprentice cultivated by Wei Chen himself!

After talking trash, Wei Chen found a stone crack, and then the whole person hid in it!

It's obscene!

A minute passed.

"Yikes! Why are you so stupid, why can't you find me? ”

Two minutes passed.

"Hey, where have you been? I'm here, you come quickly."

Three minutes passed.

"Oops! Three minutes have passed, and I haven't been found, so you can quit on your own now! ”

Under Wei Chen's trash talk, the heads of the demon swordsmen of the Zhuxian clan were all big.

Because he couldn't find Wei Chen!

But he didn't know that he was approaching Wei Chen unconsciously!

Five meters, three meters, one meter!

At this time, Wei Chen, who was in the crack of the stone, saw Zheng Shengchao approaching, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

At this time, the staff in Wei Chen's hand was gently swung out, and a six-star light prison quietly appeared under Zheng Shengchao's feet, trapping Zheng Shengchao!

What happened next was completely Wei Chen's solo show, and the flames burned! Rain of Chaos! The Hand of Death! Wraith Haunting! Bondage...... All kinds of ultimates are used in turn, a large amount of damage is played, and a large number of control skills are used to seal Zheng Shengchao to death!

Five minutes and sixteen seconds, Zheng Shengchao fell!

Wei Chen is in a state of full blood, and he is victorious!

"Appeal !!"

A burst of boos erupted from the scene.

Wei Chen is so obscene, so obscene that it makes people feel disgusted!

Anyway, he was also a former god, and he didn't fight against people openly, but he played some conspiracies and tricks, assassination and sneak attacks, which is really disgusting!

But Wei Chen didn't care so much, the battlefield is only for victory, only the winner is eligible to enjoy the palm, and only victory is the ultimate goal of the game.

As for the methods used, they were all sacrifices for the sake of victory.

Soon, the fifth and last player of the Zhuxian team.

The player was an ammunition master, and as soon as he got on the field, he was provoked by Wei Chen's trash talk: "Are you still fighting?" There's no need, right? You can't beat me, just admit defeat! ”

"Phew!!"

Wei Chen's words once again caused a boo, and the ammunition division of the Zhuxian clan was annoyed, his usual calmness had been replaced by anger, and he rushed up to bombard indiscriminately.

Missiles flew like fireworks.

Facing the ammunition division whose skills were fully blossomed, Wei Chen could only hide in Tibet, looking very embarrassed.

"Blow him up! Blow him up! ”

The audience cheered for the ammunition division of the Zhuxian team, and they also hoped that this obscene uncle would be killed!

This is not to support which team wins, but purely to hope that Wei Chen, a lewd guy, will die.

However, it backfired, although the ammunition bombarded indiscriminately, it did not mean that Wei Chen was suppressed.

On the contrary, attentive viewers can find that the ammunition division of the Zhuxian clan loses their lives faster than the obscene Wei Chen!

In just a minute and a half, the smoke cleared, and the ammunition division, which had run out of ammunition and food, suddenly fell!

And that obscene uncle is still standing in the center of the stage with his blood broken!

No one knows how the ammunition division died.

But everyone knows that this obscene uncle is still alive, and the opponent is dead.

"The show is over! Thank you! ”

Taking off the headphones, Wei Chen waved to the surrounding spectators.

The audience looked at each other and let out a boo in unison.

"Appeal !!"