Three minutes later,

Zhang Dashan vomited blood and squatted down, and the opponent took the opportunity to attack him.

Must kill!

The old man Tie appeared and retreated with Zhang Dashan in his arms.

"The second-level battle is over!"

"The current score is three to three!"

Zhang Dashan's face was filled with guilt: "Sorry! I..."

Li Nan comforted him, "I don't blame you."

"In fact, the outcome has already been determined."

"The reason why we have to fight this battle..."

"We just don't want to disappoint those who have worked hard, we just don't want to let down those who have passed away, and we just don't want to compromise."

Zhang Dashan's eyes became even redder.

He fell completely silent.

opposite.

Feng Yue sneered: "The second-level battle is over!"

"Even if it's 4 to 2 now, you might not have a chance. Now it's 3 to 3, you're definitely going to lose!"

"If I were someone from your Spiritual Department base, I would have given up Peach Blossom An without hesitation. Why do you insist on doing this in vain?"

"You don't know your own limitations!"

“That’s ridiculous!”

The old man Tie had a cold expression on his face, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Anyone who thinks like you is not worthy of being a member of my Spiritual Department base!"

Feng Yue was furious: "You..."

Then he calmed down.

He even smiled smugly: "You can be as sharp-tongued as you want, but there's no point in being so sharp-tongued!"

"I want to see how you will respond to the first-level battle."

"I want to see where you can find three first-level practitioners to fight against my three first-level practitioners!"