Chapter 1190 (1/2)

Zhang Yi, together with Wang Quan, changed the color between heaven and earth.

When his fist hit the top four, everyone's eyes gathered here.

While the lone wolf, Vanessa, Zapi, Monica and Adela all quickly avoided and retreated, they also stared at what was happening in front of them and at the fist that seemed to wave slowly but actually very quickly.

Many of them have just been abused by the four strong men. They all know the terrorist strength of the four strong men. Now they want to know whether Zhang Yi can really do it with one against four?

Zhang Yi's human king fist has been bombarded in an instant!

The power of terror came into being at this moment!

At this moment, everyone felt an invisible pressure on him, just like a mountain pressing them.

The rest of the heat is a little lighter, but the four top players facing Zhang Yiren's Wang Quan have a particularly obvious feeling, and their bones are even clicking.

Party leader Alec, master Wahhabi and white robed mage could not help roaring again and again. They were all struggling to resist the pressure from all directions.

Only the sword master roared, raised his sword and stabbed Zhang Yi's Fist:

”I won't wait to die!”

The sword Saint roared. His powerful sword power condensed into a point and stabbed straight ahead.

It is this kind of terrorist stab that condenses into a little bit, which can easily break through Zhang Yi's fierce fist strength and hit Zhang Yi's fist fiercely.

Facing the attack of the sword saint, Zhang Yi did not avoid it at all.

His fist still went ahead as usual.

Zhang Yi knows that the sword of the sword saint is very strong and can break through his fist strength with a very small point. But... Jiansheng's sword can break through, but Jiansheng himself can't!

At this time, the power of Zhang Yiren's King fist has reached a critical point.

This critical point is equivalent to Zhang Yi's fist waving, which only compresses the surrounding air sharply, and when this compression reaches a certain degree, it suddenly explodes to form a shock wave.

At this time, the power on Zhang Yi's fist had been condensed and compressed to this extent, and suddenly burst out in front of him.

”Boom!!!”

A strange loud noise burst out, and the power of terror suddenly hit the sword Saint fiercely.

The long sword in the sword master's hand is still moving forward. His long sword can easily pierce the ferocious force. It is a little closer to Zhang Yi's fist. It seems that he wants to split Zhang Yi's fist.

However, the sword saint's own area is too large, but he can't move forward like a sharp sword in his hand.

At this moment, the swordsman only felt like a mountain crashing towards him. He was like a leaf in the wind, which would be blown away at any time.

”Ah!!!”

The sword Saint roared and tried to hold on to his figure.

Because his sword only needs to move forward an inch, only an inch away, his long sword can pierce Zhang Yi's fist, and it will certainly disintegrate Zhang Yi's attack at that time.

Because no one will hit his flesh and blood fist against the metal blade.

However, only this inch of distance has formed a natural graben!

The sword saint's long sword couldn't continue to stab forward, but his body shape began to retreat in the terrible power of Zhang Yi's fist.

I saw the sword saint's green veins jumping on his forehead and trying hard to bite his teeth to stabilize his body. However, his steps were pressed back by the terrible force.

In the end, the sword saint was like being bombarded by a gun. He could no longer stand up. Instead, he was hit and flew out. His body was directly hit and crashed into a building in the distance behind him.

”Rumble!!!”

The building collapsed directly when it was hit, and a huge amount of cement fell, hitting the ground like an earthquake.

After flying the foremost swordsman, Zhang Yi's fist was unimpeded, and finally he could bombard the three remaining strong men with impunity.

When Alec, Wahhabi and the white robed mage saw that the sword saint was bombarded and flew like this, they couldn't help but change their faces.

They all know the strength of the sword saint, and it's better than the sword saint to be beaten away after a little resistance. How should they resist?

However, it was too late for them to escape, and Zhang Yi's fist had roared to them.

This makes the three of them can only bite their teeth and insist, try their best to resist, and try to resist.

Zhang Yi's man, Wang Quan, also hit three people in an instant!

”Bang!!!!!!!!!”

At this moment, the infinite space cracks were generated at the position where the three people stood. The difference of air pressure made the turbulent air sweep countless dust and paper scraps towards the space cracks.

The first thing that exploded was the white robed mage's shield.

He relied on the complex enchantment shield cast by magic to resist and explode in less than half a second, which led to the white robed mage's body facing Zhang Yi's fist.

The magician's flesh has always been weak. Although the white robed mage has become a blood clan, the flesh has been strengthened, but the flesh of the blood clan is still weak in front of Zhang Yi's RenWang fist. The blood clan emperor who had the immortal blood demon was blasted to pieces by Zhang Yi's fist, not to mention the newly promoted blood clan like the white robed mage.

”Wow!!!!!!”

In front of Zhang Yi's fist, the white robed mage was instantly bombarded into blood.

The blood fell in succession and dyed the ground red.

The white robed Archmage has no bones!

Zhang Yi's fist hasn't finished yet.