Wang Yong couldn't help laughing when he heard this, with undisguised mockery in his smile.There are always some people who think that they are superior to others, that they are not mortal, that they are born with the power to dominate others.Wang Yong has seen countless such people in his career, they are either a generation of drug lords, or the head of a certain country, or the godfather of an underground organization.It's just that without exception, all of them were educated by the cruel reality, and before they died, they knew that there really was no one who was superior, and death never favored a certain person.It's a pity that this black-robed man doesn't know this yet.Moreover, listening to him, it seems that the scythe cutting of the pure land in the mouth of Yoshio Funakoshi is also a religion he founded."
What are you laughing at" The black-robed man frowned, feeling that Wang Yong's behavior was very disrespectful.This should not be the attitude of a slave to his master, let alone the attitude of a dying slave."
Laugh at you pretending to be a ghost, laugh at your self-righteousness, laugh at you for mastering a little evil crooked way, you really feel that you are invincible in the world" Wang Yong said mercilessly sarcastically.The black-robed man was furious: "You are slandering God, you will be punished, forever fall into the hell of scythe, and forever be punished by ten thousand sickles to cut flesh" "Scythe, am I wheat, or in the doctrine you founded, human beings will become wheat after death, which is really a good brain hole" The Rakshasa woman, who had recovered her consciousness, heard Wang Yong's ridicule, and couldn't help but laugh out loud immediately.Fighting with Wang Yong is the stupidest choice, not only will you not take advantage of the slightest, but you will only get angry and lose your mind.Sure enough, the black-robed man was very angry.The face, which had always maintained a flat look, became slightly distorted.The two eyes burst out with a faint and fierce color, like a lone wolf with green eyes in the dark night."
You're damned."
The black-robed man only said three words, and then never spoke again.Then the palm of the white jade turned over, formed an earth-shaking posture, and slapped down on Wang Yong's head.He hated Wang Yong so much that he wanted to slap Wang Yong's head directly, "Be careful" Rakshasa exclaimed.She has already learned the power of the black-robed man, and she is a master of strength, and she can't be a master.With Wang Yong's current state, he is not the opponent of the black-robed man at all, and he may not even be able to catch it for a round, and he will be killed in seconds, but Wang Yong responded lightly: "It's okay." ”Then I saw that Wang Yong's palm, which was originally holding the fetal Tibetan seal, suddenly opened, like a heart bursting, and the huge power contained in it burst out in an instant.A large sonic boom erupted in the roaring air, and Wang Yong's palms collided with the black-robed man's palms.Both of them shook at the same time, then stood still."
How is it possible that you were able to catch my full blow," the black-robed man said in disbelief.Wang Yong also showed a look of surprise and said, "I didn't expect your physical strength to be higher than I imagined."
If you simply use the method of religious practice to practice physical meditation to this extent, you can be regarded as a generation of geniuses. ”Under the intersection of the two palms, Wang Yong only felt that the power coming from the palm of the black-robed man was like a surging river, endless, with a momentum of the back waves hitting the front waves.If it weren't for Wang Yong, who woke up and noticed that his injuries were all healed and full of energy, he would definitely not be able to resist the black-robed man's palm.And what surprised Wang Yong the most was that this black-robed man was not like Yoshio Funakoshi, who had come step by step from martial arts practice.The black-robed man had not practiced any martial arts at all, but simply used the spiritual method of transporting qi and blood to meditate on his physical strength, which shows that there are indeed unimaginable things in religious practice.The black-robed man was a little surprised, and said coldly: "I didn't expect your injuries to heal so quickly, Yifu obviously poured the ancient fist intent he picked into your body before he died, how could you be safe and sound The fierceness of that fist intent, but even I can't control it" Wang Yong smiled mysteriously and didn't answer.In fact, even Wang Yong himself wanted to know how he dissolved that fist intent.He always felt confused and dissolved his fist intent, and it seemed that there was an extra furnace of creation in his body.However, whether this furnace is an imaginary image or a real existence, Wang Yong is not sure.The only thing Wang Yong knew was that his injuries were all healed, and it seemed that his mastery of strength had become more refined.That palm just now doesn't seem to be his limit.He seems to be able to play with more power."
Pretending to care what secrets you have, just kill you, and there will be nothing," the black-robed man said with a killing intent.As he spoke, his palm flipped again, and large blue-black tendons rose on the back of his white hand, instantly turning the entire palm into iron blue.From a distance, it looks like a giant claw of steel.The black-robed man's palm burst sharply in front of Wang Yong with a sound that pierced the air.It was like an axe thrown by the thunder god in the dark, extremely powerful, and it reached Wang Yong's forehead in an instant.The black-robed man wanted to rely on his strong physical strength to split Wang Yong's skull with a simple move, but it was full of violence, as if a woodcutter full of brute strength was holding a giant axe and was angrily chopping down a big tree.Under the suppression of absolute power, there is no need for any boxing skills at all, just pick up the axe and chop it is also the view of the black-robed man all along.He has a strong spiritual power, and he has the physical strength to crush the vast majority of martial artists, why do you need to learn any boxing techniques to reduce ten times with one force, Fang is Dharma Righteous Path Rakshasa Woman couldn't help but show horror when she saw this move of the black-robed man.She was far enough away to stand in the corner of the room, but she still couldn't escape the enveloping range of the black-robed man's move.A strong air flow flooded in the air, like a rainstorm coming, a large mass of air was condensed together, and the turbulent current was like a knife, making a snorting sound.And the palm of the black-robed man was hidden in these turbulences, and suddenly killed Wang Yong's eyebrows.The fierce offensive made people have no doubt that Wang Yong's head would be split open."
AhhBut her body seemed to be shrouded in some force field, and it was difficult to move an inch, and it was like walking in a raging storm, and it was difficult to walk.The black-robed man saw the Rakshasa Woman's movements, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "I can't help myself" The object of his ridicule was not only the Rakshasa Woman, but also Wang Yong.In his eyes, Wang Yong is also struggling beyond his strength.It's just that the difference between Wang Yong and the Rakshasa Girl is that Wang Yong is still a trapped beast, while the Rakshasa Woman is at most a mayfly shaking a tree."
Ming Wang Yin" Wang Yong snorted lightly.Almost without thinking, the strongest force was used.Streams of qi and blood surged out from Wang Yong's dantian and injected into Wang Yong's limbs.At the same time, there was a large amount of fresh qi and blood injected into the creation furnace in Wang Yong's dantian, and the qi and blood spewed out again in just one breath, becoming more refined and pure, providing Wang Yong with strength again.Wang Yong's body was like an extra refining furnace, refining all his impure qi and blood.It's just that Wang Yong doesn't know anything about it, he is interpreting the anger of King Ming's anger, and exerting the power of King Ming's seal to the strongest.A terrifying fist intent erupted, and the entire room was filled with a surging burning sensation.The black-robed man's palm was obviously close to Wang Yong's forehead, but it suddenly became difficult to move an inch, as if the distance of a finger in front of Wang Yong's forehead had become a swamp, and his palm was stuck in it and could not move."
Fierce sickle, cut" The black-robed man shouted coldly with sharp eyes.In an instant, a strong coercion emerged from the black-robed man's eyes and poured into the black-robed man's palm.The hand knife, which was originally difficult to move forward, was like suddenly blessed with some magic, and had the ability to sharpen iron like clay.easily penetrated the blocking of Wang Yongming's fist intent, and cut straight into Wang Yong's skull.This should be the method of religious blessings, Wang Yong has already seen it when he fought against Yoshio Funakoshi before.And the black-robed man is more skilled and fierce.The black-robed man's knife ruthlessly pierced Wang Yong's eyebrows and cut open Wang Yong's skull.The black-robed man couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this, but then his face became gloomy.Because what appeared in front of him was just a phantom, Wang Yong used the ultra-high-speed burst to move, leaving an afterimage on the retina of the black-robed man.The human visual stay time is 01 second, which means that as long as you leave the position where the human is looking directly within 01 second, an afterimage will be generated.At speeds of more than 10 meters per second, this is almost possible.It's just that Wang Yong has done more thoroughly than this.Wang Yong's speed made the afterimage extremely realistic, and it deceived the eyes of the black-robed man, thinking that it was a real person in place."
Stupid."
Behind him, Wang Yong's voice came.Wang Yong's fist was clenched into a hammer shape, carrying a devastating momentum, and smashed it directly towards the back of the black-robed man.The black-robed man was shocked, and in his hurry, he had no time to dodge, so he could only use his spirit to instantly carry his qi and blood to his back, strengthening the skin on his back.I only heard a loud bang, like beating a big drum, and the black-robed man's body emitted an empty concussive sound.The black-robed man slammed forward, a mouthful of blood spurting out."
In martial arts practice, there has always been a saying that if you don't practice martial arts, you will end up empty.What is Gong is the way to play, and the routines practiced by ordinary people are called practice methods, which are used to learn from each other.And if you want to beat people and kill people, you must learn how to play outside of the practice, and that is the real essence.And your current kung fu is not as good as Wang Baquan" Wang Yong sneered with a single blow.The black-robed man cultivated strong physical strength by carrying qi and blood, and he was indeed fierce enough.But there is a fatal flaw, that is, he doesn't know anything about actual combat, he only knows a little bit of god-like practice, thinking that with these things, he can be invincible.As everyone knows, what is needed in actual combat is a way of playing outside of practice, and it needs to be fed with blood and death.In particular, the method of spiritual suppression that the black-robed man is good at seems to be completely ineffective when facing Wang Yong, Wang Yong was hit by his "fierce sickle" just now, and he didn't react at all