Wang Zhiyi's eyes stared at the table viciously, he knew that he couldn't be cowardly at the moment!

And the table knows what Wang Zhiyi's eyes express, so he will also look at him with those eyes.

Finally, the two of them opened.

"Do you have to force me to do it?" said the table.

Wang Zhiyi looked at him calmly, "I want to know something, why do you have to stop me like this?"

"I've already said it, if the fact that you are an artifact is known to others, if the consequences are known, I don't need to say more!"

"Don't worry, the power I have is not something anyone can defeat me!" Wang Zhiyi said confidently.

But this sentence has been heard countless times for the table straight, "You can rest assured, you can rest assured.... Hahaha, do you know, five hundred years ago, because of your sentence, do you rest assured that you know how many tiger people died, you know that the home we worked so hard to build was destroyed in one fell swoop, you don't know this, you soar and everything will be worry-free, you don't know anything!"

His roar really scared Wang Zhiyi a lot.

Table Nao was angry, "You don't know anything, you don't know anything... Although I couldn't have done anything to you five hundred years ago, but now, five hundred years from now, I can rest assured that you can educate and educate!"

Wang Zhiyi was stunned, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

"If you want to fight me with your current ability, you're simply looking for death!"

Suddenly, a fist that emerged from mid-air and hit the back of Wang Zhiyi's head at once.

"Ahh

The table said lightly, "This is the power of five hundred years ago, and it comes directly from the ring of the gods!"

As soon as the words fell, a slap that he didn't know where it came from made Wang Zhiyi feel north again.

After a few slaps, he almost knelt.

"What kind of magic is the power of the artifact, the source of the power of darkness and light, and the artifact that created these powers is the Ring of the Gods!"

This power is directly above the power of darkness, not to mention the use of Nether Fire, and now even the power to use the magic is gone.

The conversation was very perfunctory, "Use the Divine Arsenal quickly, only in this way can you be qualified to fight with me, otherwise you won't even be able to touch my body!"

Wang Zhiyi knows the meaning of this battle.

"I won't use the Divine Arsenal, I just want to use my own strength to tell you that even if I don't have the Divine Arsenal, I can still defeat you!" Wang Zhiyi shouted, he endured the unyielding throbbing in his heart.

As long as you prove yourself, you can protect them in your own way.

He looked around with both eyes, and then did his best to unleash the Wood Walk Technique that he could use!

"Then I'll use my weakest Wood Walk Technique power to stun you!" Wang Zhiyi's fists kept colliding, and then he threw a punch.

But the punch was empty, and then it was directly kicked in the jaw by the table straight.

"Cut!" he turned and swung his fist again, but he couldn't move one after another.

Several false shaking attacks were parried by the table, and he was passively punched several times, this punch is not low, but it is all hit on the vital point.

Wang Zhiyi was tired, he touched the wounds on his body that had been beaten one after another, "If you don't show up, I'll keep fighting like this until you appear!"

The table said slowly in the middle of nowhere, "Then you can come!"

"I still don't believe it, I can't hit you!"

He threw several punches in quick succession, but they were much more missed.

There was only one punch that hit him firmly on the flesh.

"Is it here!" Wang Zhiyi was a little excited, but the next moment he was slapped on the chest by the table.

Is there any pattern to this, he thought for a while, but he couldn't tell it.

This stealth of his can be said to have no regularity at all, and you can't even find the pattern of his attacks at all, as if everything around him is his body, and everything here is an attack that he can use!

Wang Zhiyi was beaten passively, and he couldn't take the initiative to parry.

"If you have the ability, you will show yourself, don't fight me like this!" Wang Zhiyi said loudly.

The table who didn't know where it was sneered and said, "You're thinking about fart, this is my way of attacking, this is my fighting attitude!"

"The attitude of the battle ... Just kick your ditch coldly?"

"Whatever you think, you'll be beaten to death by me sooner or later if you continue like this!"

The two of you and I ridiculed back and forth, as if the two of them were like people who hadn't talked for years.

After all, a bickering is a bickering, and Wang Zhiyi is also constantly distinguishing the source of the sound of the table.

The voice had no source, no source, as if it was ringing directly in my head.

Wang Zhiyi took a deep breath, he was constantly being beaten while constantly predicting where the table might attack.

On a few occasions, he was very successful in predicting the point of attack on the straight table, and even made him feel the pattern of winning for a while.

Soon, however, his idea was completely in vain.

After catching the first few rounds of attacks, Table Nao seemed to sense something, and he was no longer just attacking one-on-one, but attacking in turns!

"What!" Wang Zhiyi, who realized that something was wrong, suffered miserably, this wave of attacks was directly attacked from three aspects, chin, stomach, and buttocks!

Three attacks from different parts at the same time can be described as painful, don't want it.

Wang Zhiyi can still bear it, but if he continues like this, he can't bear it!

"How do people know how much potential they have if they don't force it!" Wang Zhiyi clenched his fists, and the pain in his body was still spreading, "Wood Technique-Nether Fire!"

He held his breath and released the aura that had been rotating in his body, and he could clearly feel that the burning of the soul fire was very oppressive, and the nether fire in his hand was only lost.

Table Zhi smiled, "Don't struggle, in my field, I won't give you a chance to use other powers, all you can beat me is my fists and brains!"

Wang Zhiyi was unwilling, he once again wanted to burn the soul fire and release the aura, but he gave up several times in a row because of the pain in his head.

"Cough...."What the hell is going on, Wang Zhiyi covered his head, and the whole person was very bad.

"Hmph, don't struggle, you better surrender quickly, you are not my opponent at this stage!" he was full of confidence.

"I.... No, I won't, I won't just do it!"

His mouth was moving, and he ate the fists coming from the left and right.

"Well, the power of this punch is still bearable!" the voice of the table came to his head again.

Wang Zhiyi coughed dryly and spit out the blood in his mouth, "Ahem, cough... You're really willing to die!" he could even feel a tooth or two go out.

"It's more important than your life and death, or the safety of the whole world!"

"yes... yes!"

Perhaps it was at this moment that he felt his powerlessness and felt the powerlessness in his hands.

"Give up, don't protect others, you don't have the qualifications to protect others, your task is to stay in the Ye Family Villa, don't expose your identity as an artifact!"

"No... I have the power to protect others, and I will definitely be able to protect others!"

Seeing more and more Nether Flames released from his body, the table felt a slight fluctuation.

"What is this?"

He seemed to have felt this shock a long time ago, and the aura brought by this fluctuation seemed to be, yes!

"The key to the divine arsenal.... How could you!"

At this moment, Wang Zhiyi's eyes were constantly flowing with tears, and the blood in his body was boiling.

"Ahh

The power of the key to the Divine Arsenal is not only the ability to open the Divine Arsenal and use the Divine Weapon, but the power carried by the artifact itself is also not to be underestimated.

"Okay, good, I actually used my own blood to sacrifice the artifact!"

"Ahhhh

The netherworld fire in Wang Zhiyi's whole body was constantly vigorously released, and all the qi and blood were burning in this power.

He didn't dare to attack, he knew that if he attacked rashly at this time, he would inevitably be injured by the power of the artifact.

After slowing down for a while, Wang Zhiyi relaxed.

"I... It seems that he has slowly adapted to this power!" Wang Zhiyi exhaled, and the burning qi and blood just now made him sweat profusely for a while.

"You.... I still use the power of the artifact!" The table said directly, and then he appeared behind Wang Zhiyi at some point, "That's it, I'm not going to say anything anymore!"

With a wave of his hand, the two of them came from the lava-filled area to a prairie.

"The table is straight... I must protect them in my own way!" Wang Zhiyi lost his strength, but he still stretched out his right hand straight, "I will definitely do it!"

Table Zhi looked at him very calmly, "I can't imagine it, whether it was five hundred years ago or now, you are still this virtue, the more you stop you, the more motivated you are, it's just a big deal, it's all ruined..... Well, I won't tie you down anymore, just go your own way, it's all yours anyway!"

And Wang Zhiyi, who was out of strength, instantly returned to the backyard pavilion of Yejia Villa.

It just so happened that Ye Qian witnessed Wang Zhiyi who appeared beside him in an instant.

"You.... What's wrong with you, just now, what's going on?" she looked at the sweat on Wang Zhiyi's forehead in a panic, and then helped him up, "What's wrong with you!"

Wang Zhiyi shook his head, and the weakness of his body quickly recovered, "Ah, I'm fine, I'm fine, but I fought against an acquaintance just now!"

With that, he moved his mouth and spat out a broken tooth.

"Ahem.... Ah, I was beaten so badly!"