Wang Ziyi felt that if he killed him directly, the movement was too big, and it might alarm Teng Jiu, and there would be no way to get close at that time, and he would not be able to kill him at all.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Wang Ziyi hasn't come up with a better way, if it goes on like this for a long time, I really don't know what will happen to Yi Manying, Wang Ziyi is more and more afraid to imagine.

At this moment, Wang Ziyi suddenly noticed that Hong Qian's eyes seemed to flicker, his complexion changed greatly, it seemed that he had discovered him, he walked too close, and accidentally entered the range of Hong Qian's divine sense.

The range of the divine consciousness of a first-order monk is about one mile, and the divine consciousness of a second-order monk is about two to three miles, which is not a clear range, and everyone is different.

The divine consciousness of a third-order monk can reach five miles, and Wang Ziyi's current divine consciousness is about five miles, if he reaches the fourth order, his divine consciousness will reach ** li, or even ten li.

Seeing that Hong Qian seemed to have moved, Wang Ziyi's body flashed, and his speed was exerted to the extreme, attacking her, and now there is only one way, and no other can be considered.

Hong Qian's complexion changed greatly, and she only felt that someone in her divine consciousness was galloping towards her at an extremely fast speed, and the speed was so fast that she couldn't even see her appearance clearly.

The situation was too sudden, Hong Qian lost her square inch for a while, and just tried her best to retreat to the rear, trying to get rid of the people who came to her, but at this time she forgot to call for help.

Wang Ziyi was also glad for a while, if Teng Jiu was alarmed, not only would he not be able to save people at that time, but he would also put himself in it.

His speed is very fast, the distance of two miles is only a few breaths for Wang Ziyi, and by the time Hong Qian really realizes the danger, it will be too late!

"Brush!"

Wang Ziyi pushed forward with a palm, and the palm of his hand was very mysterious, making people unable to figure out the trajectory.

Hong Qian's face changed greatly, she didn't know what was going on, no matter how she dodged, she just couldn't get rid of Wang Ziyi's attack.

Time is pressing, Wang Ziyi exerted all his strength, he wants to end the fight as soon as possible, and the situation will change at any time.

"Brush!"

Wang Ziyi's speed increased again, and Hong Qian exclaimed.

The prince's color changed, and her exclamation might alarm Teng Jiu, so he once again activated his physical potential, and his body was full of wind, and his fists contained unparalleled strength, and he blasted towards Hong Qian.

Hong Qian was shocked, but after all, he was a second-order monk, and he often fought between life and death, and he had a lot of combat experience.

Looking at Wang Ziyi's fist, she tilted her head slightly to the right, and at the same time stretched out her left hand to grab Wang Ziyi's arm.

But Wang Ziyi's speed was too terrifying, and she only had time to tilt her head slightly to the right, and Wang Ziyi's fist had already swung over.

Around Wang Ziyi's fist, a spiral-shaped vortex was formed, and it was all made of air.

Hong Qian could clearly feel the horror of Wang Ziyi's fist at this time, her head was next to her, the wind was raging, and the feeling of tearing muscles spread all over her body.

Wang Ziyi was a little surprised when he failed to strike, it seems that this Hongqian has two points of strength.

Then Wang Ziyi's right hand turned into a claw and quickly grabbed Hongqian's neck.

This claw contains ten percent of the strength of the prince, and if he is caught, there will be no suspense.

Suddenly, between Hong Qian and Wang Ziyi's hands and claws, a red sword appeared, which turned out to be a middle-grade mid-level weapon, which is rare among second-order monks, it seems that Teng Jiu should have given it to her, and this idea only flashed in Wang Ziyi's mind.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, how could this mid-grade mid-level weapon stop him?

"Click!"

Hong Qian's heart was terrified to the extreme, because the mid-grade mid-grade fire spirit sword didn't block Wang Ziyi's claws at all, and it broke open in an instant!

At this time, Wang Ziyi's hands and claws were the most terrifying thing in the world in Hong Qian's eyes, a call to death.

"Click!"

Wang Ziyi grabbed Hong Qian's neck, blood flowed down her neck, and her eyes slowly dimmed.

Monks can only go out of the body with the third order, and before the third order, if the body is fatally damaged, the spirit will dissipate.

After killing Hong Qian, Wang Ziyi quickly took her body into the distance, and then quickly dived back.

As soon as he came back, the formation at the entrance of the cave flashed, a gap appeared, and then a man walked out, it was Teng Jiu at the beginning of the fourth order.

As soon as Teng Jiu came out, his brows furrowed, and he smelled a smell of blood.

But then his face changed dramatically, because he found Hong Qian's body in the distance.

Just for a moment, he calmed down, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

At the same time, he also found Wang Ziyi, frowning slightly.

Then Teng Jiu denied the conjecture in his heart, this is too nonsense!

Teng Jiu unfolded his divine sense and searched frantically nearby, he felt that there was someone else who killed Hongqian, but after looking for a long time, he didn't find it.

"What about the two of you?" Looking at Wang Ziyi's frightened expression, Teng Jiu smiled and said slowly, he didn't take Wang Ziyi in his eyes at all.

"What two people? I don't know. You still hurriedly released Yi Manying, no...... Otherwise, I won't let you go!" Wang Ziyi was a little trembling when he spoke, his face was frightened, and his face was very inward, Wang Ziyi's reaction was very abnormal, this was not his style.

How could I think that he killed Hong Qian? Teng Jiu felt even more impossible now, not to mention that his spiritual power was sealed, just being so timid would not be him.

"Those two stupid people can even lose a waste!" Teng Jiu was a little angry, he thought that the two of them had lost Wang Ziyi, and Wang Ziyi had found him.

But Teng Jiu really suppressed his IQ this time, Wang Ziyi's spiritual power was sealed, how could two third-order monks be embarrassed, and Wang Ziyi could use his spiritual power to rescue Yi Manying, he wouldn't be so timid as he seemed on the surface.

It seems that underestimating the enemy will not only make people lax, but also make people lower IQ.

Wang Ziyi is happy to see such a result, because this is what he wants, if Teng Jiu suspects that he killed Hong Qian, then he has no chance.

"You...... You let Yi Manying go!" Wang Ziyi's tone was a little soft, and at the same time, his steps slowly retreated.

Teng Jiu sneered, before in the Atmospheric Sect, he was not easy to do, but now in the wilderness, he must eradicate this potential hidden danger, because Wang Ziyi knows too much.

"Let her go, okay! Wait a minute, I've had enough, I'll give it to you, the environment here is not bad, you can play here!" Teng Jiu said slowly, looking very kind, but Wang Ziyi felt the slightest murderous aura, and he kept following up.

"I ......" Wang Ziyi paused, then turned around and ran away, saying as he ran: "Forget it, I don't want Yi Manying, I still have something to do, I'll go first!"

"I want to run now, it's too late!" Teng Jiu's face suddenly turned cold, and the murderous aura was permeated. The temperature around him dropped instantly, invading people's muscles and bones.

Then, I saw Teng Jiu's figure flashing, and quickly chased after Wang Ziyi.

It's just an instant, he came behind Wang Ziyi, raised his hand and slashed downward, Wang Ziyi only has a third order, don't say that his spiritual power is sealed, even if he is all right, Teng Jiu will not be afraid.

You must know that the gap between the third and fourth orders is not one or two points, and it may be that those who have an anti-heaven physique can speak boldly and strive for a battle!

Feeling that Teng Jiu was behind him, Wang Ziyi suddenly stopped, turned his head, and showed a harmless smile.

Teng Jiu chuckled in his heart, feeling that something was wrong.

But out of confidence in his powerful combat power, he still continued to slap down with a palm.

In the next moment, Teng Jiu finally changed color, because Wang Ziyi's figure suddenly became unpredictable, many times faster than just now, obviously he was pretending just now.

"Bang!"

Wang Ziyi threw a punch and slammed it into Teng Jiu's palm.

"Click!"

A sound of bone cracking sounded, and without thinking about it, Teng Jiu broke his bones, only to see a clear crack appear on Teng Jiu's arm, and blood spurted out like a river bursting its embankment.

Teng Jiu's heart was turbulent, at this time he understood everything, Hongqian was killed by the prince, and those two, if nothing else, were also killed by the prince!

The hatred in Teng Jiu's heart! It was so embarrassing! The dignified fourth-order early stage monk was actually crippled by a third-order young man whose spiritual power was sealed, and he would definitely be laughed out of his big teeth if he spread it.

But at the end of the day, it's he who is too underestimated!

Teng Jiu didn't dare to delay, he wanted to distance himself from Wang Ziyi, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and the speed was amazing!

But Wang Ziyi finally deceived Teng Jiu, how could he let him run away so easily, once Teng Jiu was out of his control, even Wang Ziyi would have to save his life!

"Brush!"

The two figures, one in front of the other and one behind, are basically close together, galloping in the wilderness.

At this time, Teng Jiu regretted it! I knew that he had solved him with a slap in the distance, but now he fell into a disadvantage with one move, and he has been suppressed by Wang Ziyi.

And at this moment, Teng Jiu's heart was not full of regret, but more shock, how could a third-order young man whose spiritual power had been sealed have such combat power, and there was such a terrifying speed.

Wang Ziyi is now sweating profusely, panting heavily, he has exerted his speed to the extreme, but he is always a distance away from Teng Jiu, if he continues like this, he will definitely lose.

At this moment, Wang Ziyi gritted his teeth, squeezed out a trace of potential from his body that had already exerted all his strength, got up with his feet off the ground, jumped up, and quickly approached Teng Jiu in the air.

Before the person arrived, the fist arrived first, Teng Jiu's color changed, he had already felt the horror of Wang Ziyi's fist just now, and he thought that this fist seemed to be more powerful than the one just now.

But it was too late to hide, Wang Ziyi's fist had already reached his chest.

"Peng!"

"Click...... Click......"

Teng Jiu's face turned red, Wang Ziyi punched his chest deeply, countless chest fractures were broken, Teng Jiu grinned in pain, and at the same time his heart was bent, today was his most aggrieved day, and he was pressed and beaten by a third-order monk.

This violent impact separated the two, Teng Jiu did not dare to stop, and continued to flee into the distance, but after being seriously injured, his speed dropped a lot, and there was a tireless prince in the rear who was chasing, at this time Teng Jiu's body was very unwell, his chest was broken, and his internal organs were almost all bleeding, and if he didn't treat it, this body might be useless.

At this moment, Wang Ziyi caught up with a big stride, and directly punched again. (To be continued.) )