"When you used the terrain to trap me, you were also using the terrain to trap yourselves."
Watching Bu Ziran retreat all the way to the barrier, Zhang Yu sneered and had already formed four Formless Warriors, two on the left and two on the right, blocking his opponent in.
Watching Zhang Yu charge toward him, Bu Ziran truly wanted to shout, "Don't come any closer!"
He was not afraid of Zhang Yu. He was afraid of his own teammates.
Especially when he saw Zhang Yu's body, as though taking a bath, constantly enduring barrages of Blood Lightning, Qi Explosions, and Silver Palm strikes.
He, Bu Ziran, did not have Zhang Yu's ability to withstand such attacks head-on!
But Ma Xuan promptly reassured him in the Competition Group. "Don't worry. We've enabled shared attack intent and marked each other's targets. We won't hit you easily!"
At that moment, within the Eye Remains vision of Ma Xuan's group of four, four types of markers constantly bounced about: palms, drops of blood, air currents, and little swords, representing the four of their attacks!
Every mark indicated where one of their attacks would land!
With such markers, their attacks could coordinate more closely and better avoid hitting Bu Ziran!
But no matter how carefully they avoided it, collisions were ultimately unavoidable in such a fierce battle!
Sweeping aside a bolt of Blood Lightning with one sword strike, Bu Ziran looked at the 32% durability shown by his Hand Skeleton's self-check and felt his heart ache!
"Watch it. Don't hit me."
But the next moment, Zhang Yu attacked once more. Formless Cloud Gang guided wave after wave of Qi Explosions as they smashed viciously toward Bu Ziran!
Sword Qi and Astral Qi collided and surged!
After tangling with Bu Ziran, Zhang Yu recalled all