“Awakening——!”

Thousands of colorful light rays exploded and rotated in Zhang Ke's left palm, which was raised above his head, just like hundreds of neon lights rotating and flashing at the same time.

Supernatural powers: The Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light!

The flying black shadows were cut, broken, twisted, and annihilated in these colorful lights. It was not until a lead flower appeared in the air that Zhang Ke barely dispersed his magical powers.

In the air, a "Bagua Formation" constructed by tens of thousands of platinum runes gradually disappeared into the void.

"Hu~~Hu~~Hu~~Hu~~!"

Stepping on a white cloud under his feet, Zhang Ke's face was pale, his legs couldn't help but tremble, bent down, and held his hands on his knees and gasped.

This time the opponent is from Zhongzhou's "Jiuyou Dark Sun Sect", named Sikong Tie.

A master who is good at clone art and can shuttle back and forth between clones.

The disciples of this sect are good at assassinating and hiding, which is an extremely troublesome sect.

The pair of fourth-grade acquired spiritual treasures in his palm are extremely powerful, and there has never been a survivor to the target of being stabbed by this cone.

Unfortunately, the battlefield today is wrong. The extremely empty sky is unblocked and Sikong Tie cannot even exert half of his strength.

But despite this, Zhang Ke still spent a lot of effort to win him.

If Zhang Kexian had not used the "Eight Trigrams Formation" to block four sides and eight directions, so that Sikong Tie could not escape, and then attacked in all directions with the "Big Five Elements Extinction Divine Light" without blind spots.

This time he really may not be able to kill him quickly.

Of course, this is because Zhang Ke was almost exhausted at this time. Not only was his magic power almost exhausted, but he even had little power left.

Zuo Yuwen and others could see clearly his condition, and smiles appeared on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, another Yuanshen Zhenjun rushed out impatiently.

Three minutes later...

"boom--!"

A sound of thunder broke out, and the true king of the Yuanshen was blown into powder by a 'Gengjin Tribulation Thunder'.

Then...

"puff--!"

A stream of blue smoke rose, and another true master of the Yuanshen was burned to ashes by Zhang Ke borrowing the Sun True Fire.

In the next seven battles, everyone clearly saw Zhang Ke's body shaking and seemed to be unable to hold on for even a second.

But every Yuanshen True Lord who was involved in the battle was still beaten by him neatly.

The numerous true masters of the Yuanshen looked at each other and a hint of doubt arose in their hearts.

‘Will Mr. Ruyi pretend to be exhausted at this moment?’

No wonder everyone thought so. As early as midnight, Zhang Ke showed signs of fatigue.

But the night passed, and it was almost noon the next day, and his condition became more and more tired, but he couldn't take him.

When another Yuanshen True Lord rushed up to fight Zhang Ke, Zuo Yuwen asked:

“How many battles have been held?”

He actually remembered the duel very clearly. The reason why he asked on purpose was to lay the groundwork for his next words.

Min Songfa said in a stern tone:

"The 167th game."

Zuo Yuwen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"We can't continue like this. The Lord Ruyi has used the 'Ganlin Yushu' formation twice before.

The continuous recovery ability of this formation is quite strong, so it is not that easy to just endure it.

and..."

He paused a little and then said:

"Since yesterday's duel, Ruyi Zhenjun has never swallowed pills or spiritual medicines that can quickly recover magic power. I don't believe he doesn't have such a treasure.

The only explanation is that he thinks he can still persevere and there is no need to restore his mana.

Moreover, he still has 62 battles to fight, so he dare not take pills easily. After all, taking a variety of drugs in a short period of time will interfere with himself.

At this time, he will only take spiritual medicine at the most critical moment.

So now we have two options.

First, continue to survive and persist until Ruyi Zhenjun falls, or we are all defeated by him.

Another thing is..."

Speaking of this, Zuo Yuwen closed his mouth and Min Songfa said directly:

"The situation is now very unfavorable to us. If there is a good idea, just tell me.

No matter whether it is right or wrong, there is no need to worry about it.”

He guessed that Zuo Yuwen's suggestion might be a bit risky, so he didn't dare to say it out directly.

There are many people who see this and they all speak together.

"Fellow Daoist, stop being too busy. Everyone is trying to win, and it is worth it even if they take some risks."

"Yes! You are just suggesting, and everyone is making the point. Even if you fail, you won't blame you."

Zuo Yuwen smiled bitterly and said in a deep thought:

"Since you fellow Taoists have said this, I will give you a suggestion. If you need it, please discuss it."

Then he continued:

"I think Ruyi Zhenjun's fatigue is real at this moment, but he may not be able to hold on.

I thought about it and found that this wheel battle is actually a tactic of adding fuel to it.

As long as one side has strong enough strength, if the other side is not strong enough to break the deadlock, there is almost no solution.

Generally speaking, no matter how strong the cultivators of the same level are, they cannot continue to fight with other cultivators of the same level.

After all, even if everyone has different strengths, even if they reach the realm of the soul, they will not be too big.

No one can continually fight against monks of the same level.

In my memory, when I arrived at the Yuanshen Realm, there had never been a wheel battle of one or more than thirty in the blue world.

The most common one seemed to be Wei Yunyuan, the "Jinluo Sect" of the Southern Region, 1,100 years ago, and won one to twenty-five years ago.

But that battle also damaged Wei Yunyuan's origin and he was unable to break through the "Five Qi Realms".

So at the beginning, when Ruyi Zhenjun made a request for two hundred and twenty-nine, we were a little careless.

Ruyi Zhenjun is the strongest practitioner of the Yuanshen realm I have ever seen in my life, no doubt about it.

Now, one hundred and sixty-seven battles have been fought, which means that he has defeated 167 cultivators of the same level in a row in one day and one night.

What a terrible record this is. Such a person has not had it in the past and will definitely not have it in the future.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! I am very worried now, that is, if he can persist in the remaining sixty-two battles, then we will be in trouble."

Min Songfa said impatiently:

"I already know all these, so don't need to say anything more. What I want to ask about is your suggestions now."

Zuo Yuwen was silent for a moment and said:

"My suggestion to Ruyi Zhenjun to cancel the one-on-one wheel battle and turn it into a group battle!"

He took a breath and said:

"One group of us fights against him!"

Everyone was confused by Zuo Yuwen's words and looked at Zuo Yuwen with incredible eyes.

How is this possible?

Ruyi Zhenjun is not a fool, how could he give up his advantage and let everyone beat him up?

Min Songfa did not directly refute. Zuo Yuwen was meticulous. Since he said that, there must be some more details.

"How to tell the True Lord Ruyi?"

Zuo Yuwen looked around everyone and said slowly:

“Are you still sixty-two battles not to be fought?

As long as he agrees, we can only send a certain number of people to fight, and decide the winner and lose in one go!”

Min Songfa's heart moved and asked:

“How many people are suitable?

How about thirty people?”
To be continued...