Chapter 491: Intense

The clothes of Mr. Liu and the three of them shook a few times and their hairstyles were messed up a little bit. But more importantly, the figure surrounded by corpse qi that came with the strong wind.

I saw that this figure flew upside down with the strong wind, until it stopped after smashing into the stone wall and shaking down countless dust stones.

"Roar!" There was a loud bang in the dust, which shook the dust and smoke, revealing the figure inside.

At this time, there was a depression on Wang Ziye's chest, which was more than ten centimeters deep. Not only that, but there were also many sunken places in other places of the prince's night, but without exception, the corpse qi in those sunken places was about to be repaired continuously, and it was only a short moment, and those places were repaired.

After the prince finished roaring at night, he looked coldly at the direction he had just flown from......

At this moment, a golden light appeared from the darkness in the distance, and a long golden bell rang out.

"Bell, bell, bell!" The voice of the golden bell is getting closer and closer, and the figure of the golden light is getting closer and closer. A moment later, Master Zhijue had already walked in front of Wang Ziye.

"Old bald donkey...... "The prince said through gritted teeth.

"Do you really want to do that?" Wang Ziye's tone changed, and he said in a consultative tone.

Wang Ziye misestimated the strength of Master Zhijue, and also misestimated his own strength, to put it simply, Wang Ziye was too arrogant.

In fact, if Wang Ziye had just come out of that state, it would not be a vain battle Buddha body-full Zhijue Master at all, but there would still be a seventy percent victory rate.

But Wang Ziye was too conceited, underestimating everyone present, obviously his own intuition at first kept persuading, "Zhang Yi's threat is very great!" But I just don't think so, thinking that I feel wrong.

Outcome...... was hung and beaten by Zhang Yi in the back......

In fact, hanging and beating is secondary, after all, they can be repaired, the problem is that the wound Zhang Yi punched out is too consuming to repair. It seems that the speed of repair is fast, but the amount of repair is not a concept at all.

"If I let you out, you will definitely harm the people of Dawn......" Master Zhijue said categorically.

"Then I'll see how long you can last in this state......" Wang Ziye's tone changed back to the original, and he said hatefully.

"You won't last long! Your current repair activities are all based on corpse qi, and since the resurrection, the corpse qi has been consumed a lot......" Master Zhijue saw through Wang Ziye's situation at a glance.

"After you are forced to get rid of this state, I will immediately kill all the people here, and the first thing I will do when I get out is to slaughter the city!" Wang Ziye was not annoyed after being seen through, but his tone was a little darker.

"Then let's see which of us can support it to the end!" Master Zhijue's eyes froze, and the battle intent on his body rose.

"Good! Good! Very good! The prince said with a furious smile.

When the words fell, the prince punched him fiercely, and the corpse qi on the fist was surrounded, which was eerie and abnormal, making people shudder.

This punch hit Master Zhijue's face, knocking Master Zhijue crookedly.

"En!!" Master Zhijue tilted his head, glared at Wang Ziye, clenched his five fingers, and hit his cheek with an uppercut.

This punch was much stronger than Wang Ziye's punch, and it directly twisted Wang Ziye's head, and after turning for most of the circle, it stopped.

"Well...... Yes!!!! Wang Ziye used corpse qi to repair his neck in an instant and turned back. The fist that had hit Master Zhijue's face before did not retract, but instead increased its force and pressed it hard.

"Smack!" Master Zhijue raised his hand and grabbed Wang Ziye's wrist on his cheek, and broke it out little by little.

"Roar!" Wang Ziye roared angrily, the four fangs on the side of his mouth were exposed, and he was extremely hideous, and raised his other hand to slap it.

Master Zhijue had already withdrawn his previous hand, and his five fingers then clenched his fist to meet that palm.

After this blow, Wang Ziye's palm suddenly became extremely distorted, and broken bones stabbed out of the flesh. On the other hand, Master Zhijue's fist was fine, but it trembled slightly.

At first glance, it seems that Master Zhijue has the upper hand, but don't forget that the prince night can be repaired and regenerated.

I saw that after the corpse qi on the palm of Wang Ziye's hand flowed twice, it was completely repaired and reborn.

After the repair, Wang Ziye first shook his backhand, firmly grasped the wrist of Master Zhijue's hand, and then raised the five fingers of the hand that had just been repaired and shook it towards Master Zhijue's face.

Master Zhijue snorted coldly, and the palm force that was originally pinching Wang Ziye's wrist suddenly increased a few points. The figure was slightly straight, and a long bell suddenly rang, and the five fingers formed a fist against the punch of Wang Ziye.

"Boom" punch, after the two fists collided, they were immediately shaken away by the impact of both sides, and before they slowed down for a moment, the two of them smashed at the same time.

In this way, the two of them did not have a trace of slackness, no retreat, no hesitation, and bombarded each other, bursts of anger and strong wind kept coming from the fists of these two people.

"Did you just say that you were going to help!?" Mr. Liu said with his hands around his neck.

When Wang Ziye was beaten by Master Zhijue before, the three of them ran away from that piece very recklessly, of course, they didn't forget to drag Wang Fan and Zhang Yi before running.

"Go! The time has come to witness your heroics! Mr. Liu's eyebrows squeezed vigorously, signaling Yan Bo to hurry up.

Yan Bo saw Master Zhijue and Wang Ziye fighting like this, how could he dare to go up, not to mention that the fists of these two people were facing each other head-on, even a little rubbing a little fist pressure was enough for Yan Bo to lie in the hospital for a month.

"Ouch!" Yan Bo kept touching his hands on his body, and a painful look suddenly appeared on his face.

"The gas is starting to run around again, and the gas is forking again!" Yan Bo's face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

Strict: (¬_¬)

Mr. Liu: (¬_¬)

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts, it's not good! You have to sit down and breathe......" Yan Bo ignored the disdainful eyes of the two people, sat cross-legged on the ground, and sat up to breathe.

Strictly do not stay: (¬_¬) convex

Mr. Liu: (¬_¬) Convex

Mr. Liu, this is a small episode......

On the other hand, Master Zhijue and Wang Ziye, although their posture is still the same, but the attacks are getting more and more ruthless, and both of them are deadly at this time.

Wang Ziye punched over, but this punch Master Zhijue did not pick up, and when the five fingers were clenched and the punch was not made, Wang Ziye directly hit Master Zhijue in the face with a "boom".

"Ah!!h Wang Ziye withdrew his fist, did not hesitate, roared angrily in his mouth, and punched it again, but Master Zhijue still did not pick it up, and he was punched again.