"Soul Living!"

A word came out of the black-robed man's mouth, and he didn't know what it meant.

And with his words, the sound of the robe became more and more poignant, like a sonic boom blown by a fighter jet passing by, which shook Wang Yong's eardrums repeatedly.

Then, the black-robed man changed.

The whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of gray aura, covering the entire body of the black-robed man.

"He's gone!" Rakshasa exclaimed.

In the perception of the Rakshasa woman, the black-robed man seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, completely gone.

Wang Yong shook his head: "It's not gone, it's just that his spiritual power is very strong, blocking your perception of him." Since he can do foresight, it is not surprising that he reverses it and shields the perception of others. Turn on the lights!"

Wang Yong gave an order, and the Rakshasa girl immediately quickly pressed the light switch.

Just hear the snap, and the light spills through the room.

Under the light, I saw a person with a flickering gray light just walked behind Wang Yong strangely and raised his knife at Wang Yong.

Wang Yong snorted coldly, took a step to dodge the past, and did not look back, but directly punched a backhand.

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

But in the face of the black-robed man who can "know in advance", Wang Yong's punch is still too simple.

The black-robed man easily dodged, and then jumped high, like a big bird in the night, and pounced on the ceiling lamp.

Click!

The overhead light was instantly blown off by the man in black, and the room returned to a dark situation. In the Rakshasa Woman's perception, the man in black became invisible again and disappeared.

Even Wang Yong could only sense a slight hostility, and it was impossible to fully understand the movements of the black-robed man as before.

"Isn't it desperate?" the black-robed man's voice came from all directions, with endless ridicule.

At this moment, he is like a detached soul, coming from the underworld with boundless resentment to take revenge on the world.

Wang Yong is the first object he wants to take revenge on.

Wang Yong didn't answer, but quietly threw a punch.

Bang!

Hearing a muffled snort in the dark, Wang Yong's fist slashed dangerously against the black-robed man's body, almost hitting the black-robed man completely.

The black-robed man's expression was still triumphant just now, and he immediately became shocked: "How did you find me?"

Wang Yong smiled coldly and said, "Don't you know that villains die from talking too much? For example, as soon as you open your mouth now, I will catch you again!"

Boom, Wang Yong shook his arms like a big bear and crashed over.

The air was bumped into by Wang Yong, and a puff of white gas burst out in the darkness, rushing to a corner of the room.

"Ahh

However, after all, the black-robed man has the ability to know in advance, and he still narrowly avoided Wang Yong's trick Tieshan at the last moment.

The walls of the hotel were suddenly shaken by Wang Yong, and the dust fell to the ground.

Those who didn't know it thought that there had been an earthquake just now.

The black-robed man who had suffered two losses in a row finally learned to shut up.

He pursed his mouth tightly and weaved through the darkness. I secretly swore in my heart that I must not be too heavy, otherwise I would directly blow up Wang Yong, so who would he say to his demonstrative language?

He wants to crush Wang Yong's whole body, leaving only his head! He wants Wang Yong to listen to him alive for an hour and die of pain!

Say that labor and management are villains? Say that labor and management die because of too many words? I think you deserve to die!

After the black-robed man waited, the situation really took a turn for the worse, and Wang Yong could no longer clearly capture the figure of the black-robed man.

Wang Yong stood motionless in the center of the room, his face solemn.

But his mouth was not idle for a moment: "It's been so long, I don't know your name." What's your name?"

The black-robed man didn't speak.

"Don't you have a name? Shall I call you a cat? Not very well, you don't look like a cat, you look like a dog. Then I'll call you a dog?"

The muscles on the black-robed man's face were shaking.

"Alas, the name Ah Dog is a bit insulting, I'm a teacher, I can't take bad students. I'll give you a real Oriental name! By the way, I heard that your Oriental names all have special origins, when Wu Dalang crossed to the East and gave birth to many children, he made a mistake when choosing a name, so he named it according to the place of Papa. Matsushita conceived under the pine tree, the well was in the well, the bridge was under the bridge, and the field was in the field...... I don't know what kind of person you are?" Wang Yong said again.

"You're looking for death!"

Finally, the black-robed man couldn't bear it anymore and yelled.

Wang Yong's mouth is so cheap that the black-robed man knew that this would expose his traces, so he decided to jump out and teach Wang Yong a cruel lesson.

Whew!

A gray streamer pierced the air and rushed straight to Wang Yong's neck.

Like a knife cut, the chilling killing intent instantly diffused, and the hairs on Wang Yong's neck were stimulated to stand upside down, and goosebumps were dense.

It's just that Wang Yong's mouth is still unforgiving: "Yo, angry, you haven't told me what your name is!"

Bang bang, Wang Yong's fist struck three punches in the direction of the black-robed man's voice.

Just hit the black-robed man's hand knife, both of them were shocked, and they took a step back at the same time.

The real strength is fighting, and the black-robed man is not left behind.

The physical strength he came out of meditation was even longer than that of Wang Yong, because he usually had no other consumption except for meditating and carrying qi and blood. Nourish qi for a long time and accumulate abundant physical strength.

Wang Yong has been fighting for many years, and the loss of his body is great. If it really wants to become a protracted war, Wang Yong will definitely lose.

The black-robed man seemed to know this, and he sneered and said, "This is the last thing you heard before you died, because I want you to remember my name, Hanyu Tachibana!"

Wang Yong suddenly realized "oh" and said: "It turns out that Lingzun Lingtang was born on the back of a bird! It's just that I'm a little curious, how big a bird's back can accommodate two people? Tsk, I've heard of Che Zhen and Ma Zhen, but it's the first time I've heard of bird shocks!"

"......" The black-robed man's entire face turned green.

What a wonderful name Hanyu orange string is, it was described so unbearable by Wang Yong!

"Damn!" Hanyu was secretly angry, but he didn't say anything more.

The gray light on his body became more intense, obscuring his traces even more invisibly. Wang Yong's perception world could no longer feel Hanyu's figure at all, as if the stealth fighter had disappeared on the radar screen.

Hanyu is in no hurry to attack, he is now the dominant side. can not only rely on the ability of foreknowledge to dodge Wang Yong's attack in advance, but also hide himself and launch a sneak attack at any time. And it also occupies a physical advantage, and if it drags on to the end, Wang Yong will definitely die.

Hanyu Tachibana stands quietly in the dark, waiting for the rabbit.

It's just that Hanyu Tangerine doesn't move, but Wang Yong is not ready to be idle.

Even though Wang Yong had lost the trace of Hanyu Tangerine String in his perception, Wang Yong still seemed to vent and brazenly started a stormy attack.

against the air.

Wang Yong said before that Hanyu Tangerine's moves were not as good as Wang Baquan, and now Wang Yong seems to be staging Wang Baquan.

He flailed his fists wildly, causing the air to let out a loud explosion, and a large cloud of air vortex was formed and annihilated in the air, stirring the air of the entire room.

Hanyu Tachibana watched Wang Yong's clown-style performance coldly, making slight movements from time to time to avoid Wang Yong's fist style.

"Crazy, Wang Yong must be crazy!" The Rakshasa woman looked at Wang Yong dumbfounded, feeling incredible.

Even if you can't catch Hanyu Tachibana, you don't have to vent in such an extremely physically demanding way, right?

What other use can this be for other than exerting physical strength?

The Rakshasa woman was puzzled, but Wang Yong was very firm.

Wang Yong's expression was determined, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

His lips twitched slightly, as if he was saying two Chinese words: "Bad pen!"

Yes, the pen. Wang Yong said these two words.

Because Hanyu Tachibana, who thought he was in control of the situation, actually fell into Wang Yong's trap from the first sentence!

Wang Yong bombarded like a mad dog, pressing step by step, seemingly chaotic, but in fact, he secretly completed a strategic restraint!

When Hanyu Tangerine first exposed his position, he was deliberately guided by Wang Yong's attack and forced to the corner of the wall.

Wang Yong's eight punches further compressed the space of Hanyu Tangerine String, leaving only a narrow corner.

If there is no room to dodge, what if you can know in advance, and what if you can hide?

It's not like you're going to be forced to fight Wang Yong to the flesh!

Crash Crash!

The air trembled, but it was Wang Yong's fist that changed suddenly, and opened the heart of the king of soldiers, accompanied by the sound of a whistling tsunami, the left and right hands continued to bombard, and the half-step collapse fist hit out like a bead.

The violent fist wind enveloped the area where Hanyu Tachibana was hiding, and in an instant, Hanyu Tachibana understood Wang Yong's intentions.

It's just a pity that it's too late.

"Despicable!" Hanyu scolded, angrily.

"Huh. Wang Yong sneered, and his fist intent became more and more violent.

Hanyu orange strings are like a boat in a storm, left and right in Wang Yong's ferocious collapse fist.

He had never encountered a battle of this level, it was fast and ruthless, and there was no time for him to react!

His proud physical strength became useless except to help him take a few more hits.

Wang Yong's fist collapse angle was tricky, and under the inertial thinking of seeing the moves, he suddenly became at a loss.

"Foreknowledge? I don't need to! I'll tell you, I'm going to blow your head off! See how you defend yourself!" Wang Yong suddenly let out a long roar and said a resounding sentence.

At the same time, Hanyu Tachibana really sensed that Wang Yong's attack target was his head.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and all the strength of his body was poured into his arms, blocking above his head.

He didn't believe that Wang Yong could penetrate his defenses and hit him in the head!

Buzzing, the sound of the tsunami in the air became louder and louder, and Wang Yong's soldier king's mind was faintly beyond the third level and pushed to the unprecedented fourth level.

And with the blessing of this degree of mind, Wang Yong's strength has also become extremely violent.

Wang Yong's palm turned over, and his right hand was in the shape of a furnace, and it was buckled on the top of Hanyu's orange string.

Buckle the seal!

The blood vessels on Hanyu Tangerine's arm peririgged, and bursts of energy were born, ready to melt Wang Yong's attack.

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

He only had time to say four words: "Half-step?!"

Hearing a click, his arms were pierced by Wang Yong and directly broken.

Wang Yong's offensive continued, and the seal of the Ding Ding slapped straight and straight on the top door of Hanyu orange strings.