Chapter 943

"Living soul!"

A word came out of the mouth of the man in black robe. I don't know what it means.

With his words, the voice of the robe became more and more shrill, such as the sonic boom of a fighter passing by, which shocked Wang Yong's eardrum repeatedly.

Then the black robed man changed.

The whole body was covered with a layer of gray light, which covered the whole body of the black robed man.

"He's gone!" At this time, the female of Luocha screamed.

In the perception of the Rocha woman, the black robed man seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

Wang Yong shook his head: "it didn't disappear, it's just that his spiritual strength is very strong, shielding your perception of him. Since he is able to achieve foresight, it is no surprise that he can reverse it and block other people's perception. Turn on the light

With Wang Yong's command, the Luocha girl immediately pressed the light switch.

Just listen to a sound, light spread all over the room.

Under the light, I suddenly saw a man with gray light just came to Wang Yong and raised his hand knife to him.

Wang Yong gave a cold snort, stepped away from the past without looking back, and made a heavy backhand.

A sound burst out, which shows the heaviness of Wang Yong's fist.

However, Wang Yong's fist is too simple to face the black robed people who can "know before".

The black robed man easily dodged, then jumped up like a big bird in the dark, and jumped to the ceiling lamp.

Click!

The ceiling lamp was suddenly exploded by the man in black, and the room returned to a dark situation. In the perception of the Rocha woman, the man in black is invisible again and disappears.

Even Wang Yong can only sense slight hostility. It is impossible to fully understand the movements of the black robed man as before.

"Jie Jie, is he very desperate?" The voice of the man in black came from all directions with endless ridicule.

At the moment, he is like a soul away from the rope, coming from the nether world with boundless resentment to revenge the world.

Wang Yong is the Yusheng orange string he wanted to revenge. When he first exposed his position, he was deliberately guided by Wang Yong's attack and forced to the corner.

Wang Yong's eight fists further compressed the space of Yusheng orange string, leaving only a narrow corner.

No dodge space, can know what? What about being able to hide?

It's not about being forced to fight Wang Yong!

Collapse!

The air trembled, but Wang Yong's boxing changed suddenly, which opened the heart of the king of soldiers. With the roaring sound of the tsunami, his left and right hands bombarded him continuously, half step smashing his fist and hitting him like bullets.

The fierce boxing style envelops the hiding area of Yusheng Juxian. In a moment, Yusheng Juxian understands Wang Yong's intention.

But it's too late.

"Mean!" Yusheng orange string angrily scolds.

"Ha ha." Wang Yong sneered, and his fist intention became more and more fierce.

Yusheng orange string is like a boat in the storm. It is clumsy in Wang Yong's fierce fist.

He has not met such a level of fighting, fast and fierce, there is no time for him to react!

His physical strength, which he was proud of, was of no use except to help him get a few more strokes.

Wang Yong's boxing angle is tricky. Seeing his habitual thinking, he suddenly becomes at a loss.

"Know before? unwanted! I'll tell you, I'm going to blow your head out! See how you defend! " Wang Yong suddenly gave a long roar and said something loud.

At the same time, Yusheng Juxian really sensed that Wang Yong was attacking his head.

He flashed a fierce color in his eyes, and his whole strength was poured on his arm, blocking his head.

He does not believe that Wang Yong can penetrate his defense and hit him in the head!

Buzzing, the sound of tsunami in the air is getting louder and louder. Wang Yong's mind of the king of war has the trace of surpassing the third and pushing to the unprecedented fourth.

In this degree, Wang Yong's power became extremely violent.

Wang Yong's hand turned, his right hand was in the shape of a cauldron, and he buckled the top of Yusheng orange string.

Buckle Ding seal!

Yusheng Juxian's blood vessels on his arm wriggle, and bursts of energy are generated, ready to melt Wang Yong's attack.

But when Wang Yong's right hand fell, the expression in Yusheng's eyes suddenly changed.

He only had time to say four words: "half step into the world?"

With a click, his arms were pierced by Wang Yong and directly interrupted.

Wang Yong's offensive continued, and the seal of the tripod was directly patted on the top door of Yusheng orange string.