Chapter 487: Returning to Tibet...... Fuxi!

Zhang Yi used his fully armed right arm to punch Wang Ziye in the abdomen.

"Boom", an obvious impact sound came, and Wang Ziye's abdomen was suddenly pierced by Zhang Yi's punch, and Wang Ziye was beaten back because his hands were entangled with a long whip, but there was no such blow.

"Ahem!!" The prince opened his mouth and coughed up a small mouthful of dark green liquid. Judging by its appearance, it may be the blood of the prince's night, but the color is different from ours.

It is also strange to say that the prince had cut off his hand before, been beaten by the crowd, pierced by a spear, and now even a hole was blasted out of his abdomen by Zhang Yi, but he still did not see a drop of blood flowing from his wound, but spurted blood from his mouth.

"You ......" After Wang Ziye spat out a mouthful of blood, he raised his head with difficulty, the four long mouths were stained with dark green blood, and the wound on his abdomen was steaming and entangled, and it was being repaired rapidly.

"Humph!!" Zhang Yi withdrew his fist, straightened his body, hooked his fingers, and the long whip pulled Wang Ziye's body to change its position, and pointed his head in front of Zhang Yi.

The white mist on Zhang Yi's right arm moved slightly, and although the rest of the place did not change, a few spikes appeared on the surface of the fist.

"Oh" Zhang Yi stepped forward again, bowed his thighs, borrowed strength from the ground, clenched his five fingers into a fist, raised his arms backwards, and hit Wang Ziye at the time.

But this time it was aimed at the prince's brain......

Wang Ziye was already struggling vigorously when Zhang Yi put on an attack posture, but the two long whips seemed to have the power of ten thousand jun, but no matter how hard Wang Ziye tried, he couldn't break free from these two long whips, so he could only watch this punch hit his head.

The long thorn of the arm with the root of the fist turned into the white mist blasted towards Wang Ziye's head, looking at the look revealed in Wang Ziye's eyes, if this blow is real, Wang Ziye will hit the street nine times out of ten.

Just as Zhang Yi's punch was about to hit Wang Ziye's head, Zhang Yi whispered a "forehead ......", and the action of the punch suddenly stopped, the pupils of his eyes suddenly collapsed, and the white mist on his body trembled violently and began to become unstable.

The first thing that the white mist couldn't stabilize was the white mist that wrapped Zhang Yi's right arm, only to see that the white mist instantly disintegrated and disintegrated into the white mist behind Zhang Yi, and the two long whips also instantly disintegrated into the white mist behind Zhang Yi, and finally the white mist behind Zhang Yi rolled and drilled towards the jade plate on Zhang Yi's chest.

After the white mist completely penetrated into the jade plate, Zhang Yi rolled his eyes, and his body fell straight down in such a punching posture.

Zhang Yi's sudden state of stopping from eating made everyone present surprised again.

Wang Fan: (゚д゚)!?

Yan Bo: !? (ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ

Mr. Liu: (*゚ロ゚)!?

Strict Stay: (•'╻'• )!?

Mr. Cang: (º Д º*)!?

Prince Night: ( ́⊙ω⊙')!?

The situation just now, it was clear that he was almost able to solve the prince's night, and he actually dropped the chain at a critical moment.

"Oh no, he's running out of stamina!" Yan Buliu was the first to come back to his senses.

"Damn......" Wang Fan roared angrily, forcibly squeezed out the last bit of physical strength he had, lifted the battle Buddha body that had already been dim and would collapse at any time, and quickly ran towards Wang Ziye, who was still in a daze, kicked his waist, and kicked Wang Ziye out.

After Wang Ziye was kicked away, he also came back to his senses in an instant, and stopped his retreating figure with one foot on the ground, and then the other foot followed the ground a little, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Wang Fan.

"Boom", just one blow, Wang Ziye just relied on this blow to knock Wang Fan away, until he hit the stone wall and shook down a lot of rubble, Wang Fan was forced to stop his backward figure.

And all of a sudden, it also caused the complete disintegration of Wang Fanzhan's Buddha body, and after spurting out a mouthful of blood, he slid down weakly against the stone wall, rolled his eyes, and suddenly fainted.

"Humph!" After Wang Ziye knocked Wang Fan away, he grabbed the back of Zhang Yi's head with five fingers and straight to his feet.

Because Zhang Yi's feeling for Wang Ziye was too strong, Wang Ziye even felt that even if he went out of the sea corpse cave today and regained all his strength outside, when he met Zhang Yi again, he would probably be killed in the same way. So no matter what, even if the people here can let go today, they have to solve Zhang Yi.

Just when Wang Ziye was about to catch the back of Zhang Yi's head, a white shadow rushed over with a tenth-of-the-second move name.

"The third form of hamster boxing, rat soul step!" Teacher Cang kicked Wang Ziye's knee with a roundabout kick, causing Wang Ziye's figure to be crooked, and the quasi-head of his five fingers instantly moved, stabbing into the ground against Zhang Yi's ear.

"It's you demon again!" Wang Ziye withdrew his hand and said hatefully through gritted teeth.

As soon as Mr. Cang remembered his hand, he did not continue to attack, but stepped back, landed on all fours, the rat's hair exploded, the rat's body was entangled with demonic energy, and he looked at Wang Ziye with bared teeth.

Kura-sensei's main purpose is not to defeat Ojiya, but to gain time. Although Zhang Yi is now on the street, there is still the hole card of Master Zhijue.

The prince's crimson eyes flashed with a killing essence, and in the next second, he rushed towards Mr. Cang.

"The first form of hamster boxing, rat burst!" Teacher Cang roared angrily, and his body turned into a white shadow and fled.

The prince also flashed his figure and chased after him. If you don't solve Teacher Cang, then you won't be able to stop Teacher Cang when he is doing something in the prince's night.

When Teacher Cang fled, Yan Bo pinched his fingers with both hands and said, "Ascending to the sky is like a good abyss, and the Tianmu Dynasty is not conducive to the praise of grass and trees." It is said that the former followed the dragon Bu and held it for the heavens, and the former Mu Tianzi Bu went out of the division and occupied it. Compared with the Qian, compared to the cang, the former boy Bu Qibang is not stingy and grabbed, and the former Yi shoots the horse than Zhuang Shi on the Yi fruit shoots. ”

The white shadow didn't run much distance, and after only a few round-trips, he was stopped by the prince to the corner of the stone wall.

After Wang Ziye blocked Mr. Kura into the corner, he raised his hand and smashed Mr. Kura into the stone wall with a punch. This blow was definitely a blow to Wang Ziye, because this blow even took half of Wang Ziye's arm into the stone wall.

After Wang Ziye succeeded in striking, he pulled out his arm from the stone wall with an expressionless face, and then ignored Teacher Cang, came to Zhang Yi's side with a phantom figure, and stepped on it.

"There is no patience to kill!" Yan Bo pinched out a strange finger and shouted at the top of his throat.

Suddenly, several reddish-gray iron chains like rust sprang out from under Wang Ziye's feet, wrapping Wang Ziye tightly.

"This is ......" The prince looked at the chains on his body in astonishment, and exclaimed, "Return...... Fuxi! ”