She pointed so easily, it was obvious that she had no strategy.

Since she is required to command, she will win the national war, but she will also punish the evil people.

Duanmu Rui's gloomy face twitched a few times, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his toes fell to the ring that was set up high.

"Are you going to help the prince!"

After Jun Qianxi finished speaking, the cheerleaders from Lingshan Sect were dispatched.

Mo Lingfeng's toes fell to the big drum standing there, and his fingers rotated rapidly, condensing a six-pointed star, and the wild giant ape was summoned by him.

Under his command, the wild giant ape raised Kong Wu's powerful arm and beat the big drum.

"Rise up, rise up, and your prince rises up!"

Mo Lingfeng shouted in agreement with the rhythm.

Under his leadership, the junior brothers of Lingshan Sect also shouted at the top of their voices: "Your Highness, get up!"

He shouted at a eunuch, not knowing whether he intentionally or unintentionally, whether he laughed or encouraged.

No matter what, the roar fell into Duanmurui's ears, but it was like a needle.

The spiritual power that had originally surged suddenly stagnated. At this time, Nangong Fenghua called out and his momentum became half weaker as soon as the battle started.

The other party was at the peak of the eighth level. When he saw that the Duanmu Dynasty had sent out a ninth level as soon as the battle started, he immediately had the intention of admitting defeat.

But when Duanmu Rui felt that the momentum on him suddenly became weaker, he had the intention of fighting against a ninth-level master.

At worst, you can jump off the ring later.

The time for the peak of momentum to recover was very short, which made him unable to summon the summoned beast.

His eighth-level peak spiritual pressure was immediately released, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of Duanmu Rui, raising the weapon in his hand.

Duanmu Rui took a few steps back.

"Duanmu Rui, are you so embarrassed? The ninth level was actually defeated by the eighth level? Are you embarrassed?"

Mo Lingfeng held the drum hammer in his hand and pointed at the person below and cursed angrily.

Duanmu Rui's momentum just surging became weaker again, and he was defeated halfway through a moment of inattention.

Sighs sounded around.

He gritted his teeth and closed his hearing with his spiritual power, so that he could not be disturbed by the surroundings.

When his momentum had just recovered, the people from the Baili Dynasty immediately jumped out of the arena to admit defeat.

He was proud to be able to make the ninth-level masters retreat one after another.

Duanmu Rui had nowhere to vent his anger. He pointed to the direction where the Baili Dynasty was and shouted angrily: "Dunmu Rui is here, who dares to come out to fight?"

The other party came out slowly, a ninth-level master.

Duanmu Rui didn't say much and rushed forward.

"Your Highness Ming, why don't they need to summon beasts?" Jun Qianxi was a little confused.

"That's a trump card. Unless it's an irresistible opponent, no one will use it!" Duanmu Ming answered her doubts softly.

His eyes were half-hung, and his thick eyelashes fell on his fair face. His pink and thin lips were slightly bent and he asked softly: "Xiao Xier, have you thought about what tactics to deal with them?"
Chapter completed!