Chapter 486: A Real Man. ZHANG Yi

Three spears pierced at the same speed like lightning in three places in the prince's night.

Wang Ziye saw these three spears, his scalp tingled, and a strong sense of threat came from his intuition to warn Wang Ziye.

If he didn't hide at this time, and let these three spears pierce his body in these three places, Wang Ziye could be sure that even if he didn't die, the corpse qi would collapse a lot. If the corpse qi is crushed by a large amount, let alone kill the people here, even escaping is a problem.

Helpless, Wang Ziye could only retract his claws in hatred, and his body jumped back, dodging the attack of the three spears.

After the prince retreated from the master of Zhijue, he looked coldly at the owner of the spear.

At this time, Zhang Yi's face was flushed, his face was full of energy, and he looked radiant, and he no longer covered his ribs. It seems that when Yan Buliu helped Zhang Yi recover his mental strength, he also tried to make Zhang Yi not feel the pain in his ribs for the time being.

Wang Ziye's eyes flashed, and he rushed directly towards Zhang Yi.

Because Wang Ziye knew that if he ignored Zhang Yi, it was impossible to kill the old monk without injury, because the mobility of those three spears was too strong, and when he killed the old monk, those three spears would definitely pierce himself. This kind of thing of killing a thousand enemies and self-inflicting 999.99 points is not going to do anything for the prince who has been sealed for an unknown number of years, and now he is half-dead, and he has never left a single one.

In just an instant, Wang Ziye changed his target and went straight to Zhang Yi, intending to solve Zhang Yi first and then kill Master Zhijue.

One is because of the reasons just mentioned above, and the other is because Wang Ziye felt a greater threat to Zhang Yi than Master Zhijue, and that threat was the kind of threat that he felt before.

Although Wang Ziye's body changed, his speed not only did not affect but accelerated even more, and he saw that Wang Ziye's body disappeared from the sight of the naked eye in an instant.

"His spear should only be suitable for long-distance attacks, and the ability to stand close definitely is not good, otherwise he wouldn't have been manipulating the spear to attack me, kill him as quickly as possible, and then go and kill the old monk." Wang Ziye thought secretly in his heart, and the speed under his feet increased by three points.

Although Wang Ziye's figure can only see a trace of afterimage with the naked eye, it can be seen clearly in the eyes of his heart, and he is careful and careful.

It just so happened that Zhang Yi automatically opened his eyes the moment the white mist came out, and he saw the trajectory of Wang Ziye's movements clearly.

The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth raised, and the fingers in his hand changed according to the appearance that appeared in his mind. In an instant, the white mist behind Zhang Yi turned into a long whip after a surge, and threw it towards the oncoming Prince Ye.

"Nani! This ......" The prince's body stopped as soon as he paused, and he urgently tilted to the side, and finally barely escaped the whip.

Before he could dodge, the three spears behind him had already stabbed Wang Ziye in the back. Wang Ziye gritted his teeth and turned around, and two spears grazed Wang Ziye's body, and there was another Wang Ziye who really couldn't dodge, because this spear was coming towards his head.

Seeing that he was not in a hurry to dodge, the prince raised his blue-gray palm and grasped the spear in the palm of his hand when it was about to pierce the door of the head.

But before Wang Ziye had time to celebrate, the spear in Wang Ziye's hand turned into a white mist, which was wrapped around Wang Ziye's arm like a dexterous snake, and in the next instant, this white mist turned and twisted Wang Ziye's arm into several pieces.

This is not the end, as soon as the white mist cut Wang Ziye's arm into several pieces, the long whip turned by the white mist was whipped on Wang Ziye's waist.

The powerful force directly pumped Wang Ziye out, and after flying for a certain distance, it smashed on the stone wall with a "boom", and smashed a big hole alive.

You think that's the end of it!? And it didn't ......

I saw that Zhang Yi's finger continued to change, and the white mist behind him churned, and then turned into a long whip.

At this point, two long whips and three spears rushed towards the big hole that Wang Ziye smashed out at the same time.

The two long whips kept throwing back and forth towards the big hole, and the three spears kept stabbing back and forth towards the big hole like spinning darts.

Zhang Yi's attack, which almost crushed and beat Wang Ziye, directly frightened everyone present and dropped their jaws.

Yan Bo: (*゚ロ゚)!!

Wang Fan:( ́⊙ω⊙')

Mr. Liu: Σ(っ °Д °; )っ

Strict: !! ∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

Mr. Cang: () ́д'()

Master of Wisdom: (⊙x⊙; (Although surprised, I still didn't relax, and I kept increasing my strength)

"Rabbit! Come on! Rabbit! Come on"

"Flatten him, rabbit to death!"

"Poke him, stab him chrysanthemum, stab him in the waist, stab him in the moon!"

"Don't keep your hands, continue to beat him, the kind that doesn't even know his own daughter Liang."

When everyone saw Zhang Yi unilaterally beating Wang Ziye, they immediately shouted one by one. Among them, Yan Bo shouted the most fiercely, who let the prince scare him at night just now, and he was paralyzed to the ground.

Two long whips and three spears kept attacking Wang Ziye in the big hole back and forth, without a single stop, making the big hole dusty and blurred his vision.

Suddenly, the two long whips suddenly stopped moving, as if they had been caught by something.

A loud "roar" came out of the big hole, and this roar not only startled the people who were still shouting just now, but also dispersed the flying dust.

I saw that Wang Ziye was holding a long whip in one hand, clutching these two long whips, and the corpse qi on his hands was tumbling and jumping, constantly fighting against the long whip turned by the white mist.

"You !!" After Wang Ziye gritted his teeth and spit out a word, he pulled the long whip with both arms and pulled Zhang Yi towards him a little.

"Dead !!" After Wang Ziye gritted his teeth and spit out a word, his arms exerted force again, wanting to pull Zhang Yi over, and then bite him with four fangs.

But just as Wang Ziye was about to exert his strength, Zhang Yi preemptively changed his fingers, and the long whip instantly wrapped around Wang Ziye's wrist, pulling Wang Ziye towards Zhang Yi for a while.

In this way, Wang Ziye not only did not pull Zhang Yi over, but was pulled back by the long whip, and the three spears came back together.

I saw that the three spears returned to Zhang Yi at lightning speed when the prince was still in the air.

The three spears instantly turned into three white mist and stuck to Zhang Yi's right arm, and then with a burst of change, they turned into arm guards, arming Zhang Yi's entire arm.

At this time, Zhang Yi stepped forward, bowed his thighs, borrowed strength from the ground, clenched his five fingers into a fist, raised his arm backwards, and punched Wang Ziye in the abdomen at the oncoming Wang Ziye.