Chapter 484: Hurry! Give me a few stitches too!

The white mist behind Zhang Yi was permeated and constantly changing various postures, as if a pair of invisible hands were kneading the white mist. And at this time, everything Zhang Yi saw slowed down, and everything changed color, and the most vivid color was the dead gray on Wang Ziye's body.

Obviously, Zhang Yi has opened his eyes......

In the next moment, Zhang Yi pointed out a change, and the white mist behind him instantly squeezed out a part of it and twisted and deformed, turning into a spear-like shape, stabbing towards Wang Ziye.

Wang Ziye endured the uneasiness and strong sense of threat in his heart, and with a sharp grip of his five fingers, he smashed towards the spear.

There was a sound of "pop la la", and Wang Ziye's arm was directly smashed by the spear and turned into meat foam.

After the spear shattered Wang Ziye's arm, Zhang Yi pointed out a change, and the spear bent in the air and stabbed at the back of Wang Ziye's head.

"Forehead !!" Wang Ziye gritted his teeth and tilted his body, dodging the blow.

After Zhang Yi saw that this blow was dodged, the finger changed a few times, and the spear turned again and stabbed towards Wang Ziye again, not only that, but the white mist behind Zhang Yi turned into two spears and hit Wang Ziye.

The spears that attacked Wang Ziye suddenly became three, although Wang Ziye's arm that was broken at the beginning has now been completely repaired, but the attack just now made Wang Ziye dare not fight the three spears at all. At this time, Wang Ziye also understood why his intuition would warn him strongly.

Zhang Yi kept pinching the finger with one hand, commanding the spear and attacking Wang Ziye.

Why do you say Zhang Yi is so skillful at manipulating this white qi? In fact, Zhang Yi himself doesn't know!

Whenever he wanted to attack, a few fingerprints would inexplicably flash in Zhang Yi's mind, and Zhang Yi only needed to draw a gourd according to the scoop and pinch out those fingers.

At this time, Wang Ziye was engrossed in dodging the three spears shuttling back and forth, and the expression on his face had changed a lot, and it seemed that Wang Ziye had indeed confirmed that the sense of threat was real.

Zhang Yi was fighting with Wang Ziye, and on the other side, the Zhijue Master who was originally dumped by Wang Ziye had gotten up at some point, and was looking at Zhang Yi in this situation thoughtfully, the original breathing method had long been stopped, but the battle Buddha body on his body had been maintained and had not been disbanded.

Not only was Master Zhijue surprised, but everyone present was surprised, but Wang Fan and Yan Bo among them were better, after all, when he was protecting the child who had an emperor's destiny, Zhang Yi also had this state, but it was a state of madness at that time, not this conscious state.

"Hurry up!" After Wang Fan glanced at Zhang Yi's state, he didn't feel the pain in his head for a long time, his eyes looked up, and he found that Yan Buliu was pinching the silver needle and looked at Zhang Yi with a curious expression.

"What's the hurry!" After Yan Buliu was woken up, he withdrew his eyes, looked down at Wang Fan, and said, "Zhang Yidu has become so hanging, do you still need to take action?"

"The rabbit's state is dangerous!" Wang Fan said eagerly.

"Huh!?" Yan Bu left a puzzled face.

"You forgot, the rabbit's soul was entangled before!" Wang Fan said anxiously: "That's caused by this state!"

"Uh-huh!!" Yan Buliu's face immediately changed a few times when he heard this, and when he looked up at Zhang Yi again, his eyes were full of surprise.

In the next second, Yan Buliu retracted his thoughts, raised his hand and pinched the silver needle and continued to pierce Wang Fan's head. Although Mr. Liu, who was holding Wang Fan, was very curious, it was not the time to ask, so he moved his lips a few times but still didn't ask, so he had to continue to support Wang Fan.

After Yan Buliu heard Wang Fan's words, the movements of his subordinates sped up by three points, and with each fall of the silver needle, Wang Fan's face would be ruddy, and in the end, Wang Fan's face had completely turned into a flush full of excitement.

"That's it!" Yan Buliu took the silver needle and pricked Wang Fan's head for the last time, then withdrew the silver needle.

With a "poof", Wang Fan stood up directly from the ground, put his hands in fists on his waist, and roared with a "drink", and went straight to the battle Buddha body.

After Wang Fan finished fighting the Buddha body, his body ran and came to Master Zhijue's side, and said, "Master, let's continue to go up and destroy him with the rabbit."

After that, Wang Fan began to adjust his breathing, intending to prescribe that breathing method again.

"Wait!" Master Zhijue stretched out his hand to stop Wang Fan when he was about to take a deep breath.

"With our current situation, I am definitely not the opponent of the prince night, originally I planned to stop the prince night desperately so that you can get out." Master Zhijue shook his head and said, "However, there is another way now!"

"You buy me a little time!" After Master Zhijue withdrew his hand, he said lightly.

"Master, do you want to ......" A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Fan's eyes.

"Yes!" Master Zhijue answered.

When the words fell, Master Zhijue raised his hands slightly and clenched his fists, adjusted his breathing, only to hear Master Zhijue's fierce "hum", and the muscles on his body exploded in an instant, tearing up the original tattered clothes.

Seeing this, Wang Fan didn't say much, and as soon as his body moved, he blocked in front of Master Zhijue.

The battle situation in the distance is still the same, Wang Ziye is still trying to avoid the three spears, sometimes when the dodge is not in a hurry, Wang Ziye will be poked out of a big hole by the spear, but most of the time Wang Ziye dodged the attack of the three spears.

When Wang Ziye was dodging the attack, he would approach Zhang Yi from time to time, and wanted to play hand-to-hand combat with Zhang Yi, but every time he stuck a few points, he was forced back by three spears.

"Hmph......" Zhang Yi smiled evilly, with a contemptuous face, and commanded five times with one hand, constantly manipulating the spear to attack Wang Ziye.

"Huh!?" Suddenly, Zhang Yi's fingers paused, and a strong feeling of dizziness came from his brain for a moment, and his body sank and almost fell to the ground.

"Ah......" Zhang Yi's face instantly turned pale and weak, his face was covered with beads of sweat, his heart and eyes were suddenly lifted, and the spear instantly dissipated into white mist, and quickly returned to Zhang Yi's back, and then the big white mist rolled a few times, passed through Zhang Yi's clothes, and returned to the jade plate.

At this time, Zhang Yi was extremely tired, and he even looked at things with double vision.

After Wang Ziye turned over and straightened his body, he looked at Zhang Yi curiously, and muttered to himself: "That seems to be auspicious just now...... No, no, there's something else out there......"

"Huh!?" In an instant, Wang Ziye sensed something else, and immediately turned his head to look away, and saw Master Zhijue at a glance.

"You ......" Wang Ziye's body moved, and he rushed towards Master Zhijue.

Seeing this, Wang Fan shouted angrily: "Battle Buddha Body-Cheng!" Open! Then, with that breathing method, he rushed towards Wang Ziye.

Zhang Yi scratched the wound on his ribs, and after using the severe pain to temporarily drive away the fatigue, he squinted at Wang Fan, who was facing Wang Ziye.

After thinking for a while, he pinched the wound on his ribs with one hand and gritted his teeth and walked towards Yan Buliu, pointed to his head with the other, and said, "Quick!" Give me a few stitches too! ”