Chapter 941

The black robed man wants to take Wang Yong as a slave!

Wang Yong can't help laughing when he hears the words, with an undisguised irony in his smile.

There are always some people who think that they are superior and that they are not mortals. They are born with the power to dominate others.

In his career as an agent, Wang Yong has seen countless such people, either as a generation of drug lords, or as the head of a country, or as the godfather of an underground organization. Without exception, they were all educated by the cruel reality. Before they died, they knew that there was really no one on the way. Death never preferred someone.

It's a pity that the man in black doesn't know that.

What's more, it seems that the scythe pure land in the mouth of Chuanyue Yifu is also a religion he founded.

"What are you laughing at?" The black robed man frowned and felt that Wang Yong's behavior was very disrespectful.

This should not be a slave's attitude towards his master, let alone a dying slave's attitude.

"Laugh at your pretending to be a devil, laugh at your self righteousness, laugh at your mastering a little heresy, and you really feel invincible in the world!" Wang Yong said sarcastically.

The man in black was furious: "you are slandering God! You will be punished. You will fall into the hell of scythe forever. You will be punished by ten thousand scythes forever

"Sickle? Am I wheat? Or did you create a doctrine that human beings become wheat after death? What a nice brain hole

Puchi!

When she heard Wang Yong's ridicule, she couldn't help laughing.

Quarreling with Wang Yong is the most stupid choice, not only can not take advantage of the slightest, but also can only make a stomach angry and lose his mind.

Sure enough, the man in black was very angry.

The face, which had always been plain, became slightly distorted. The two eyes burst out with dark and fierce colors, like the lone wolf with green eyes in the dark.

"Damn you." The man in black just said three words and never spoke again.

Then the white hand turned into an earth shaking posture and patted Wang Yong's head.

He hated Wang Yong so much that he would smash Wang Yong's head with a slap!

"Be careful!" Luo Cha female exclaimed.

She has just learned the power of the man in black robe. She is a master of Huajin. Pei can't be. Wang Yong is not the opponent of the black robed man at present!

Even, may not even catch a round, directly by seconds!

Who knows, but Wang Yong light response: "no harm."

Then he saw that Wang Yong held the hand of taicangyin and suddenly opened it. It was like a heart burst. All the great power contained in it burst out in an instant.

Boom!

There was a huge sonic boom in the air. Wang Yong and the palm of the black robed man collided.

They both shook at the same time and then stood still.

"How can it be? How can you catch me with all my strength? " The black robed man was shocked and lost his color. He couldn't believe it.

Wang Yong also showed a look of surprise and said, "I didn't expect that your physical strength is higher than I expected. If you only use the method of religious practice to practice physical meditation to this extent, you are also a prodigy. "

Under the intersection of the two, Wang Yong only felt that the power from the palm of the black robed man was like a torrent of water, continuous, with the momentum of a wave after the impact of the wave before.

If Wang Yong didn't wake up and feel that he was all right and energetic, he would not be able to resist the hand of the black robed man.

What surprised Wang Yong most was that the black robed man didn't look like Chuanyue Yifu. He had been practicing martial arts step by step. The black robed people have never practiced any martial arts, but simply use the spiritual method of carrying Qi and blood to give their physical strength to meditation!

This shows that there is something unimaginable in religious practice.

The black robed man was a little surprised and said in a cold voice: "I didn't expect your injury to recover so quickly! Before Yifu's death, he poured the ancient fist into your body. How can you be safe? It's fierce, but even I can't control it

Wang Yong gave a mysterious smile and didn't answer.

In fact, even Wang Yong himself wanted to know how he got rid of that boxing. He always feels confused and dissolves his fist intention, and it seems that there is a flood of fortune in his body.

However, Wang Yong was not sure whether the cauldron was an imaginary image or a real existence.

The only thing Wang Yong knows is that his injury is all right, and his mastery of strength seems to be more refined.

That hand just now seems not his limit. He seems to be able to play more powerful.

"Pretend! No matter what secrets you have, if you kill you directly, there will be nothing left! " The people in black robe have a strong sense of killing.

Say, the palm is a turn again, white the back of the hand ascends the big blue and black tendons immediately, the whole palm becomes the iron cyan in an instant. From a distance, it looks like steel claws.

Whoa!

The hand of the man in black robe, with the sound of cutting through the air, burst out sharply in front of Wang Yong.

It was like the axe thrown by Thor in the dark. It was extremely sharp and reached Wang Yong's forehead in an instant.

The man in black robe should split Wang Yong's skull with strong physical strength!

The move is simple, but full of violence, as if a woodcutter full of brute force is cutting a big tree with a huge axe in his hand.

Under the pressure of absolute strength, there is no need for any boxing skills. Just swing the axe and chop it!

This is also the view of the black robed people all the time. He has great mental strength and physical strength to crush most of the fighters. Why should he learn boxing?

One effort for ten meetings is the right way of Buddhism!

Seeing the move of the black robed man, the woman of Luocha was frightened.

She was far enough away to stand in the corner of the room, but still could not escape the power of the black robed man.

Strong air flow in the air, such as rainstorm, the mass of air is condensed together, turbulent flow like a knife, issued a hiss hiss hiss.

And the palm of the black robed man, hidden in these turbulent flows, suddenly killed Wang Yong.

Fierce offensive, people have no doubt that Wang Yong's head will be split.

"Ah Luo Cha woman lost her voice and tried to save Wang Yong.

But her body seems to be shrouded in some force field, and it's hard to move, and it's like walking in a storm.

Yu Guang, the black robed man, saw the action of the Rocha woman, and could not help humming: "beyond my ability!"

The object of his ridicule is not only Luocha woman, but also Wang Yong.

In his eyes, Wang Yong is also struggling beyond his capacity. But the difference between Wang Yong and the Luocha girl is that Wang Yong is still a trapped beast, while the Luocha girl is at most a tree shaker.

"The seal of the Ming king!" Wang Yong gave a soft drink.

Almost without thinking, the most powerful force was used.

Qi and blood flow out of Wang Yong's Dantian and into Wang Yong's limbs. At the same time, a large number of new Qi and blood poured into Wang Yong's elixir. Just one breath, Qi and blood spewed out again, becoming more pure and providing power for Wang Yong again.

Wang Yong's body is like an extra furnace, refining his complicated and impure Qi and blood.

However, Wang Yong has no idea about this. He is performing the anger of the Ming King's anger and exerting the power of the Ming King's seal to the maximum.

Boom!

The whole room was filled with a sense of burning.

The black robed man's palm was obviously close to Wang Yong's forehead, but it suddenly became difficult to move forward. It seemed that the distance between Wang Yong's forehead and his finger had become a swamp, and his palm could not move.

"Sickle, cut!" The black robed man's eyes were sharp and he cried in a cold voice.

In an instant, a strong pressure emerged from the eyes of the black robed man and poured on the palm of the black robed man.

Originally, the hand knife, which was hard to move forward, was like a sudden blessing. It had the ability to cut iron like mud.

He easily penetrates the obstruction of Wang Yongming's boxing intention and cuts straight into Wang Yong's skull.

This should be the method of religious blessing. Wang Yong had seen it before when he fought with Chuanyue Yifu.

The black robed people are more skillful and more fierce.

Black robe hand knife mercilessly pierced Wang Yong's eyebrows and cut Wang Yong's skull.

The black robed man was very happy to see this, but then his face became gloomy.

Because what appeared in front of him was just a shadow!

Wang Yong left a remnant on the retina of the black robed man by using the super high speed explosive movement.

The dwell time of human vision is 0.1 second, that is to say, as long as it leaves the position of human direct vision within 0.1 second, it will produce residual shadow. When the speed reaches more than 10 m / s, it can almost do this.

It's just that Wang Yong is more thorough than that.

Wang Yong's speed made the residual shadow extremely lifelike. He cheated the eyes of the black robed man and thought that the original place was a real person.

"Stupid." Behind him, Wang Yong's voice came.

Wang Yong clenched his fist into a hammer shape, carrying the momentum of destruction and decadence, and went straight to the back of the black robed man.

The black robe is very surprised. Where can I dodge in a hurry? We can only use the spirit to transport the Qi and blood to the back instantly and strengthen the back skin.

Bang!

Only one loud sound, such as beating a drum, made the black robed man's body vibrate.

The black robed man suddenly fell forward and burst out with a mouthful of blood.

"There has always been a saying that if you don't practice martial arts, you end up with nothing. What is merit? That's the way to play! The routine moves that ordinary people practice are called practice methods. They are used to learn from each other. And if you want to beat and kill people, you must learn the fighting methods other than practicing. That's the real essence. And now your Kung Fu is not as good as Wang baquan! " Wang Yong's success made him sneer.

People in black robe cultivate strong physical strength by carrying Qi and blood, which is really fierce enough. But there is a fatal drawback, that is, he knows nothing about actual combat!

He only knows how to practice in a way that is similar in shape but different in spirit. He thinks that with these things, he can be invincible. I don't know that what we need in actual combat is not only the fighting method but also the experience fed by blood and death!

Without these, delusion only super physical crushing opponents, meet the realm of low may be useful, meet the realm of equivalent, it is everywhere constrained.

In particular, the method of spiritual repression that black robed people are good at seems to be completely invalid when facing Wang Yong!

Wang Yonggang was shocked by his "sickle", but he didn't respond!