Judging from the previous two death resets, even Wu Zijian himself can still perform a death reset. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info However, the person killed by Jia Yi is really dead, and there is no possibility of resetting.

And, just as a fish is born to swim and a bird to fly when it breaks out of its shell. Wu Zijian's instinct told him that -1 time was the last death reset, and there would be no more death resets.

The reason why Wu Zijian proposed peace to Jia Yi was because he wanted to save more people. And Jia Yi's actions shattered Wu Zijian's good wishes.

Jia Yi, the sin is unforgivable!

For Wu Zijian, this is a battle with no way out.

Wu Zijian was unsteady on his feet at the moment, and his body was covered with bruises.

But he is still crazy about running the Cloud Gate Technique:

"Life is not stopped, self-improvement is endless!

The blood mist that burned on Wu Zijian's right arm like a flame became thicker.

Rumble!

After a bursting sound, the red flames around Wu Zijian's right arm suddenly rose up.

The blood in his arms swelled and became thicker.

Six times the combat power!

The look of surprise in Jia Yi's eyes was even worse, but he was still full of confidence in his heart, with his current cultivation, it was enough to deal with Wu Zijian's six times the combat power.

Wu Zijian seemed to know what Jia Yi was thinking in his heart, and saw that his figure suddenly bowed down like a dragon, burying his head and roaring, as if he was gathering strength.

I saw that the upper half of his bare body and the muscles on the right side collapsed and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they withered and cracked.

The state is shocking.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Wu Zi's fitness body was uncontrollably throbbing.

Seven times the combat power!

In the crowd, the male and female policemen who were about to stop and stop were in a dilemma, as well as the dazed Lin Quan and the shocked Director Jin.

They stood like chickens standing out in the crowd full of kneeling on the ground, looking at Wu Zijian who was shrouded in blood mist, each with a complicated expression on his face.

Wu Zijian, still not getting up, let out a painful roar in his struggle:

"My father named me Zijian because he wanted me to always remember, 'Tianxingjian, a gentleman should strive for self-improvement!'

Rumble!

At this moment, Wu Zijian's entire right half of his body was shrouded in blood mist, as if he was wearing half of the red blood armor, and his momentum was monstrous.

Eight times the combat power!!

But he didn't seem satisfied, it seemed ...... Do you want to increase the combat power of your right arm again?!

Wu Zijian has fought with Jia Yi, and he knows that this is the final battle of life and death, and he also knows that his current strength is not enough!

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was another dull roar, which seemed to sound in everyone's hearts.

The people in the crowd, whether standing or kneeling, looked up one after another when they heard the sound, and the situation in the field as far as they could see suddenly made the people who didn't know what they were in stunned.

I saw a slender humanoid creature, most of his body shrouded in blood mist, his body was full of terrifying momentum, and his posture was terrifying and strange crouching in the ruins.

At this moment, Wu Zijian's body is almost withered, like a dry corpse!

Nine times, combat power!!

Jia Yi's eyes narrowed, looking at Wu Zijian, who had been covered by a thick blood mist and couldn't see his figure clearly, his face was calm, but his heart was terrified.

How powerful can a mortal be?!

Suddenly, in the eyes of Jia Yi, who had been staring at Wu Zijian, his pupils suddenly shrank again!

In the field, Wu Zijian, who was originally curled up on the ground, suddenly straightened his spine.

He stared at Jia Yi with a hideous face. Then he slowly raised his right arm, which was as thick as an adult's waist, and his whole body was filled with ups and downs of blood mist, and his voice was low and hoarse, like a demon god, and he spoke to Jia Yi:

"All living beings in the world have the right to live! Jia Yi! You have no right to deprive them of their lives at all. You, damn ——!!!"

Rumble!

In the trembling and sincere fear of the crowd, in Jia Yi's solemn and serious gaze, Wu Zijian forcibly started to operate at a high speed again because the Cloud Gate Technique, which had already exceeded the limits of the human body and had begun to stagnate!

Rumble!

Wu Zijian's blood mist permeated his whole body, and suddenly danced with the wind, constantly conjuring up all kinds of hideous shapes in the air, as if he was choosing someone to devour.

Ten times the power!!

Wu Zijian actually increased the combat power of his right arm to ten times!

And at this moment, except for the thicker right arm, the muscles and blood veins all over his body have been completely exhausted, and he has become a pinned bone and a dove-shaped hoof.

The crowd erupted in a deep panic that could not be suppressed, and for a while, they all stopped kowtowing to Jia Yi.

Jia Yi looked at Wu Zijian's gaze, and for the first time, there was a look of jealousy.

Before Wu Zijian, he fell from the air, injured his legs, and had difficulty moving. At this time, his legs were even more shriveled and withered, and he couldn't move at all, but he had a plan in his heart.

Wu Zijian put down his raised right hand, bent down slightly, and when the dragon squatted in the middle of the tiger, he suddenly punched the ground with his backhand.

Whew——!

Wu Zi's body, with the help of this reaction force, left the ground and was shot into the air.

Jia Yi saw that Wu Zi's fitness form had risen to the highest point of the parabola, and was about to fall towards him.

He instinctively wanted to avoid it, but his feet stood still as if they were rooted.

Jia Yi first looked down at his legs in amazement, and then he laughed at himself in his heart.

As the owner of this physical body, when did he even lose this physical instinct.

The immortal road is rugged, if there is no indomitable spirit, the fearless spirit of facing difficulties, what to talk about cultivating immortals. The old man is a dignified Jindan monk, if he is forced to retreat by this small mortal in the human world, then the old man no longer has to call himself an immortal cultivator!

In the air, Wu Zijian exerted force on his waist, adjusted his body shape, faced down Jia Yi, and roared hoarsely like a demon king:

"Jia Yi, do you dare to go head-to-head with me!"

At this moment, Jia Yi reflected in his heart, only to see that his original solemn face had been replaced by a full of fighting spirit.

Although I don't understand the 'just front', at this moment, Jia Yi and Wu Zi in the air are all overwhelming, mighty and unstoppable. You don't need to communicate verbally, you know what the other person is going to do.

Jia Yi even calculated Wu Zijian's landing point, adjusted his position, and stood up, just waiting for Wu Zijian to fall.

He, too, wants to be with Wu Zijian, just head-on!

In the air, Wu Zijian took a deep breath, clenched his right hand into a fist, the center of the fist was downward, the fist was facing forward, his right arm was bent and accumulated, flush with his cheek, aiming at Jia Yi standing in the ruins below, and silently recited in his heart:

"Ten times the combat power - convince people with virtue!"

The blood mist in the air, like flames, pulled out a crimson trajectory as Wu Zijian fell.

In the crowd, the person who had been coiling to the others suddenly pulled a person who was also kneeling on the ground next to him, and asked in disbelief:

"Brother...... Do you remember a trick that fell from the sky?"

"Boom ——!"