Weilimir thrust his thunder-shot pistols with both hands, only to be deflected by Bai Wanbao with his sword.
"This is after all our Thunder Element Spirit Clan's home ground, your resistance is futile!"
As he spoke, Weilimir waved his pistols again, thrusting straight toward Bai Wanbao.
Bai Wanbao clenched his teeth, daring not to relax his vigilance, continuously parrying and dodging Weilimir's attacks.
On the other side, after Nezha shouted, Wen Jingzhi, who was being relentlessly pursued by two members of the Thunder Element Spirit Clan, also shouted.
"Just ten minutes!"
"Begin!"
"Press on!"
Smilian shouted, clearly aware of the strength of this young man of the Human Clan, an absolute paragon among humans.
Murderous intent flashed in Smilian's eyes; he wanted to crush this human right here!
Even if it meant sacrificing some of his own clan's lives!
After Smilian shouted, he took the lead in attacking Nezha.
With Smilian leading the charge, the rest of the Elemental Spirit Clan pressed forward as well.
Instantly, Nezha's breakout plan fell apart.
"To die for, little lord!"
Nezha's eyes were bloodshot, and as he swung the Fire-tipped Spear in his hand, for a moment he pressed Smilian so hard that he could only barely parry.
Watching this scene from the other side, Weilimir immediately made the same decision as Smilian.
However, he even planned to sacrifice Smilian to kill that young man of the Human Clan.
Compared to that guy, his current opponent seemed inconsequential.
"You guys, restrain him!"
Weilimir made his decision on the spot; he wanted to join the battle on that side, to kill that young man of the Human Clan!
As for Bai Wanbao?
A few members of the Elemental Spirit Clan were enough to tie him down.
Wielding a Longsword, yet the attack strength was insufficient.
Ha!
With the shift in the battle situation, Weilimir also joined in the siege on Nezha, which made Bai Wanbao's eyes instantly turn bloodshot, as he tried to burst out.
But he simply could not break through the encirclement of six members of the Thunder Element Spirit Clan and could only watch with wide eyes as Weilimir advanced towards Nezha, leaving a scar on Nezha's body with his pistols.
"To death!"
Nezha bore many wounds, but his Combat Power grew even stronger.
With a sweep of his long spear, petals of lotus flowers danced with the weapon, clanging against Weilimir's pistols.
"Bang!"
But just as Nezha's spear sliced across Weilimir's chest, another Thunder Ball fell upon Nezha.
Luckily, the lotus petals blocked it slightly and did not cause too much damage to Nezha.
"Little lord will surely kill you!"
Nezha's gaze towards Weilimir was filled with a cold indifference.
Apart from the injuries and deaths sustained within the Dream Tower, this was also the first time Nezha had been hurt, including battles in the Martial Arts Arena.
And all of it was caused by this member of the Thunder Element Spirit Clan in front of him.
"Heh, talking is useless, you are surely going to die here today!" Weilimir sneered, reactivating his Thunder Armor and once again charging at Nezha.
Meanwhile, Smilian silently initiated his attack with a flash of purple light in his hand.
"Tai Chi, Four Symbols Formation, activate!"