For a while, the eyes of the entire conference room fell on Wang Yong and Samle.

Even Cecia and the Twisted Angel, who had also participated in the war, could only look at Wang Yong and the two of them blankly, unable to get close at all.

Even the Twisted Angel quietly took a step back, obviously frightened by the terrifying momentum, afraid of being affected.

Hum, the tsunami sound in Wang Yong's body stopped abruptly, and the volume stayed above the highest point, as if a song was sung to the high dynasty part, but it was forced to disappear. It's not uncomfortable.

But now in this situation, no one is in the mood to care about this, they know that the moment of truth has come!

Wang Yong has obviously pushed the heart of the soldier king to the maximum limit, and from a distance, he can see the trace of blood oozing from Wang Yong's clothes. That's when the body is overloaded and the capillaries break down and seep out of the pores.

Wang Yong in this state, can he really resist Samle?

Everyone wants to know the answer.

Only Wang Yong didn't want to.

Wang Yong's eyes flashed with crazy coldness, he didn't have time to think about that. The only thing he wanted was to survive!

Survive this unbalanced impact!

Boom! Samle's mountain-like body crushed him, and he slammed into Wang Yong's body violently.

Wang Yong's body has never been so small as it is now, as small as a bird. It's hard to fly over the top of a mountain, let alone smash it with your body.

"It's a shame. Samle grinned, having foreseen Wang Yong's death.

It was as if I had heard the sound of bones shattering and flesh deformed, how wonderful it was!

Wang Yong didn't say a word, and when Samle was more than a meter away from him, Wang Yong held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands.

The muscles of his legs spasmed into pimples, like a giant python wrapping around them.

Then it burst out in an instant, and the super power exploded. The floor under Wang Yong's feet clicked, and then cracked, and Wang Yongren had already crashed into Samle's arms.

If Samle is a mountain, then Wang Yong is a sharp cone.

Wang Yong wants to pierce the belly of the mountain with a sharp awl and shatter the mountain!

The air exploded and the air burst out.

The hearts of all those present were raised, and they looked at the two of them with wide eyes, for fear of missing any detail.

Cecia watched worriedly and fearfully, wanting to close her eyes, but forcing herself to look.

Because this is likely to be the last time she will see Wang Yong.

In this blow, Wang Yong was at an absolute disadvantage.

Bang!

Two voices mingled together to form a strange sound.

Samle's footsteps with Wang Yong stopped at the same time, as if time had stood still at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a smug smile on Samle's face, and he stretched out his arm to tie Wang Yong in his arms and crush it.

Wang Yong didn't make any sound, as if he was dead.

It's just surprising that Samle's outstretched hand is unusually slow and difficult, like an old lady walking and staggering.

For a long time, Samle's arm couldn't reach the position.

At this time, Wang Yong, who did not move, moved, like a mountain-piercing missile, he suddenly passed through the middle of Samle's huge body, tore a hole in Samle's body, and appeared behind Samle.

Burst!

Blood rained down, and the smile on Samle's face froze instantly. His outstretched arms froze, and then he tilted and fell to the ground in a terrifying position.

The left half of the body is attached to the left leg, and the right half of the body is attached to the right leg. The whole person was divided into two halves except for the head, and collapsed on either side.

Samle was split by Wang Yong's sword!

Wang Yong's body was full of blood, dripping down from all parts of him.

There are his own, and there are Samle's.

Wang Yong grinned, like a killing god.

The Twisted Angel watching from the side was stunned by this scene. He staggered back a few steps, his face pale.

Samle, who has amazing combat power, was killed by Wang Yong with a sword, still in such a cruel way.

The twisted angel doesn't even have half of Samle's combat power, so it's just a gift to Wang Yong!

Only Abraham had a cold face, and his expression remained unchanged.

He snorted and said, "Your performance has made me even more eager for that exercise. Just now, if you urge the Blood Burning Rose at the same time, I'm afraid you won't even need that sword, and you can directly smash Samle. It's fascinating!"

Samle died, but Abraham was not a little sad or angry, but looked more and more excited.

Wang Yong knew that what Abraham said was right. In fact, half of the credit for his killing of Samle just now was to give Xinyue Fox a soft sword. Without the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword as the sharpest tip of that awl, no matter how strong Wang Yong's strength is, it can't shatter the mountain of Samle.

"Forcibly increase your strength, you're approaching the limit of your strength now, right? I should have waited for you to be exhausted, but your performance succeeded in provoking my desire to fight. I'll play with you. Abraham walked up slowly.

Playing with you, four words, but undoubtedly the biggest insult to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong has worked hard to this point, and the hole cards are out. But it still didn't make Abraham feel pressure, and he only deserved to let him "play".

Anger rose in Wang Yong's heart, the tip of the sword shook, and a blood light on the soft sword of the Heart Moon Fox spread from the hilt of the sword until the tip of the sword was terminated, and then the killing intent rushed to the sky.

"Good sword!" Abraham exclaimed.

And then he moved.

Without any fancy punches, the middle palace went straight in and bombarded Wang Yong's dantian.

Obviously, the move was very simple, but Wang Yong suddenly felt the pressure like a sea of abysses, which was greater than the pressure that Samle brought to Wang Yong.

Fist Intent!

Wang Yong was shocked in his heart, knowing that this was the real master. It's countless times higher than Samle's kind of person who only fights with his body.

Wang Yong's mind seemed to be frozen and running slowly. The action that should have been made quickly slowed down by half a beat.

Abraham's fist intent was strong enough to affect Wang Yong's mind.

Bang!

Wang Yong didn't have time to resist at all, he was hit by Abraham's punch, and his body flew upside down.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wang Yong collapsed on the ground.

But Abraham felt that he was not strong enough, shook his head, and slowly walked towards Wang Yong.

"It's too weak! What's the use of having power in the air? Human cultivation has been the pursuit of both physical and spiritual progress since ancient times. There are even many people who advocate abandoning the physical body and cultivating only the spirit. The so-called spirit is the fist intent. As soon as I punched out, I sealed your heart. No matter how strong you are, it's a waste if you can't exert your strength!" said Abraham.

Wang Yong stared at Abraham with a face full of unconvinced.

In fact, Wang Yong is still fluctuating in his heart. It was the first time he had seen someone use their fist intent to such a realm.

As soon as the fist intent came out, the mind froze. It's only a short half second, but it's enough to do a lot of things.

It's like two ordinary people arguing, and one of them suddenly raises his voice and yells with a hideous expression. The other party is bound to be startled and instinctively cringe.

The startled moment was like a frozen heart.

If you take advantage of that moment to attack, there is a high chance of inflicting heavy damage on the opponent.

It's just that now Abraham has replaced that low-level roar with fist intent, and the principle is similar.

Wang Yong struggled to get up from the ground, but he was only halfway up, when his body suddenly trembled and he sat down on the ground again.

Abraham's punch not only injured him, but also broke up his intention to push him to the top of the double peak.

ended Wang Yong's violent state ahead of schedule, which made Wang Yong fall into weakness.

Abraham walked up to Wang Yong's side, a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He slowly raised his foot and stepped on Wang Yong's right hand holding the sword.

"I said you would regret it, but now believe it, do you believe it? If I dare to make this plan, I must have the confidence to deal with any contingencies. Counting the diffuse, you've already killed two of my fallen angels. Honestly, I really want to kill you, but that would be too cheap for you. In this way, you will be given a chance to change an organ for a period of exercise. Say it all to give you a good time, starting with your right hand......"

Abraham's feet were slightly crushed on Wang Yong's wrists, and the force used was not large, but it made Wang Yong feel the pain very well.

The muscles on Wang Yong's painful face jumped, but he laughed to himself: "You are a bad writer, no matter what, you are dead, why should I tell you the exercises? Don't forget, labor and management are agents! The first lesson of an agent's training is how to withstand the severe torture of the enemy!"

Abraham was stunned when he heard this, obviously not thinking of the identity of Wang Yong's agent.

His eyes flashed, and he shot a fierce color, and said, "Really, then let's try to see who can't hold on first!"

As he spoke, the soles of his feet exerted force and crushed Wang Yong's right wrist.

Wang Yong's pupils shrank, and then expanded. The heart-wrenching sensation made him almost crazy, but he gritted his teeth and never said a word.

Squeak, squeak......

Seeing that Wang Yong's right wrist was about to be crushed.

At this time, he saw Cecia on the side suddenly fly up and kicked Abraham in the heart.

Abraham was slightly stunned, not expecting Cecia to attack him.

The foot he stepped on Wang Yong's wrist was forced to retract, and with a twist of pace, he dodged Cecia's attack.

Then the right hand appeared strangely on Cecia's neck, instantly choking Checia's throat.

"Are you looking for death?" asked Abraham with a cold look in his eyes.

Cecia was choked by Abraham, but she still shouted at Wang Yong in vague language: "Run, run!"

Wang Yong watched this scene in shock, not expecting Cecia to help him.

It turns out that the feeling of touching the other person's body temperature is not fake, the thumping heartbeat heard is not fake, and the careless words of the love of life are not fake!

Wang Yong's intuition instantly rose with enthusiasm and rushed to his brain.

He jumped desperately and grabbed Abraham's arm: "Let go of her!"

Abraham snorted coldly, and with his other hand, he effortlessly choked Wang Yong, and said, "If you hand over the exercises, I don't mind fulfilling you and letting you be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate." Otherwise, I will use some subordinate means to test your feelings for her!"

Abraham's so-called tactics, needless to say, must have been an insult to Cecia.

A man can be as hard as iron, and he can rather die than give in. But he couldn't see his woman humiliated.

Abraham's move was simply vicious.

Wang Yong looked at Cecia with some despair, if he could, he would rather kill Cecia first. I believe this is also Cecia's choice.

Just as Wang Yong was about to break the net, a car stopped under the Fallen Angel Group building.

The door opened, and two men sped out of it.

The person at the front took one look at the building, and with just one glance, locked the ninth floor of the building.

"In ...... That. You...... Stay, I'll go. The man said to the other in a disadvantageous voice.

But it's Yuan Lin.

The other person is naturally the spoon. The two hurried and finally came here.

The spoon knows that it will not work if he goes up, and will only drag his feet. So he nodded and returned to the car to stay in the car.

Yuan Lin's body spread, like an ape in the forest, and quickly disappeared into the floor.