Jiang Zhao was actually a little speechless. You guys can just quarrel among yourselves, why do you have to drag them into this?
Besides, don’t you see that everyone in their team is busy practicing? Who has time to watch them quarrel?
But Chen Nian doesn’t think so. If you don’t let me live well, I won’t let you live well either.
Under the rules of the game, life or death depends entirely on personal ability.
Chen Nian replied coldly, "It's better for you to die than for me to die."
The giant fist formed by spiritual power mercilessly smashed into the companion who was rushing towards him, knocking him back directly.
His strength at the third level of foundation building was fully displayed, but the faces of his companions beside him were cold and silent.
They were heartbroken to see their leader push his companions out instead of protecting them.
"Don't panic, I'll handle it."
Seeing Mo Huanyan and the others frowning, Jiang Zhao quickly sent a message to comfort them.
In mid-air, the man who was knocked back had a look of disbelief on his face and even forgot to continue cursing.
More blood-red eyes in the sky turned around and stared at them closely. As long as any of them showed any unusual movement, they would be wiped out immediately.
The person who was knocked away was just a bait.
"Chen Nian, I fuck your mother..."
The rage seemed to have been ignited, and while cursing, the man did not forget to try to drag the other person into the water.
Spiritual power surged, and dozens of wind blades broke through the void and flew towards Chen Nian.
At the same time, the flying sword magic weapon was also thrown out.
This is really a gamble!
"Please, fellow Taoist, save me."
After doing all this, the man began to ask Jiang Zhao for help.
Jiang Zhao suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. What the hell is he saving? It’s good enough that he doesn’t come to harm himself.
The power of thunder and fire surged instantly, blocking the man who was almost flying towards him.
"Why didn't those eyes kill him?"
Yan Zichen couldn't help but mutter something through telepathy.
Jiang Zhao remained calm and replied in a calm voice, "Those eyes want to use him to lure us or others."
Only half an hour had passed since the start of the game, and miasma and killer vines appeared one after another. The death toll was increasing exponentially. It was obvious that the game didn't want anyone to pass.
Not only did that person fail to successfully enter the circle of Jiang Zhao and his group, but he was burned by thunder and fire, and the blue flames on his body began to dance happily.
“No, no…save me…”
While struggling, the man let out bursts of wails.
Jiang Zhao raised his eyelids and looked at Chen Nian with a sneer.
Chen Nian was frantically circulating his spiritual power to resist his companions' attack, and he consumed a lot of his spiritual power, and his face looked bad.
When he saw the look Jiang Zhao was giving him, Chen Nian suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. He suppressed the urge to stand up and kill, and used his spiritual power to forcibly change the direction of the flying sword that was piercing in front of him and pushed it towards Jiang Zhao.
Jiang Zhao sneered, his spiritual power surging around him. A wisp of the surging blue flame split off and condensed into a fist, smashing directly into the opponent.
You want to kill me? Haha, then I’ll let you die!
The blue fist and the flying sword collided with each other. Both were controlled by spiritual power, but there were differences in strength.
There was a shock in the void, and the flying sword was hit by the fist, causing the sword body to tremble slightly, let out a mournful cry, and then shattered into dozens of pieces.
Dozens of flying sword fragments were like streaks of light and shadow in the air, and flew straight towards Chen Nian's face in front of his shocked eyes.
Chen Nian gritted his teeth secretly and madly used his spiritual power to carry the fragments of the flying sword.
Jiang Zhao succeeded in one move, so of course he wanted to pursue the victory.
She didn't use the flying sword, but directly controlled the blue fist to follow the flying sword fragments and smashed it straight towards Chen Nian.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Punch after punch came, and at first Chen Nian could still barely resist. However, as more and more punches came, the spiritual power shield condensed by Chen Nian became weaker and weaker.
Chen Nian also showed no weakness and condensed his spiritual power into a fist to fight back against Jiang Zhao and the others.
However, the more fire spiritual power Chen Nian used in the circle formed by thunder and fire, the more vigorous the thunder and fire became.
"Impossible, this is impossible..."
When Chen Nian discovered that his fire spiritual power was being devoured by the opponent's blue flames, he was momentarily stunned. They were both fire spiritual power, so why was his fire spiritual power weaker?!
“Crack!”
A moment of distraction was met with a crisp sound, and the spiritual power shield shattered, and a blue fist smashed heavily into Chen Nian's face.
There was murderous intent in Chen Nian's eyes, but he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
In his opinion, he was at the third level of foundation building. Even if the other party showed the strength of the first level of foundation building, it was impossible for him to be seriously injured by a single punch.
"I, Chen Nian, a powerful master of the third level of foundation building, how could I be afraid of you, who has just entered the foundation building stage? When the game is over, I will make you wish you were dead."
Chen Nian looked at Jiang Zhao, his eyes filled with murderous intent. If it weren't for the restrictions of the game rules, he would have wanted to kill the person opposite him immediately.
"If you can't beat me, then you can't beat me. If harsh words are effective, then there's no need to practice."
Jiang Zhao mocked. This time she did not transmit her voice, but directly turned on the voice speaker function.
The spiritual battle between Jiang Zhao and Chen Nian has long attracted the attention and prying eyes of other people in the secret realm.
Everyone can project their spiritual consciousness. Although they dare not look at the giant blood-red eyes, secretly watching the fight does not violate the rules of the game, and those eyes cannot control them.
Little did he know that the blood-red eyes in the sky were already staring straight at his target, and any movement would be immediately wiped out.
This is called fishing and baiting.
Chen Nian was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but the people watching the fight exclaimed that it was so exciting. They learned the fighting technique of not moving at all!
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