Chapter 412

For a moment, the focus of the whole meeting room was on Wang Yong and samle.

Even Cecilia and the twisted angel, who also took part in the war, could only stare at Wang Yong and couldn't get close.

Even the twisted Angel quietly stepped back, obviously frightened by the terrible momentum, afraid of being affected.

Hum, the tsunami voice in Wang Yong's body suddenly stops, and the volume stays above the highest point. It's like a song singing to the Gaochao part, but there is no following. It's hard.

However, no one is in the mood to take care of this situation. They know that the critical moment is coming!

Wang Yong has obviously pushed his soldiers to the utmost. From a distance, you can see the blood on Wang Yong's clothes. It's a breakdown of the capillaries from the body's overload, which seeps out of the pores.

Can Wang Yong really resist samle in this state?

Everyone wants to know the answer.

Only Wang Yong didn't want to.

Wang Yong's eyes twinkled with crazy coldness. He had no time to think about those. All he wanted was to survive!

Survive this unbalanced impact!

Boom! The mountain like body of the same rolled and bumped into Wang Yong.

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

"What a pity." Sam grinned and had foreseen Wang Yong's death.

Seems to have heard that kind of bone fragmentation, skin deformation sound, that is how wonderful!

Wang Yong didn't say a word. When samle was one meter away from him, Wang Yong held the handle tightly with both hands.

Leg muscle spasm into a knot in one's heart, like a python around it.

Then it burst out in a flash, and the super power exploded. The floor under Wang Yong's feet cracked with a click, and Wang Yong had already hit Sam le in his arms.

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

Wang Yong will use a sharp awl to pierce the mountainside and break the mountains!

The air exploded and the air burst out.

The hearts of all the people present were raised to their throats. They opened their eyes wide for fear of missing any detail.

Cecilia looked at it with fear and fear, trying to close her eyes, but forcing herself to look.

Because this is probably the last time she saw Wang Yong.

Wang Yong is at an absolute disadvantage.

Bang! Whoa!

Two voices mixed together to make a strange sound.

The pace of samle and Wang Yong stagnated at the same time, as if time stagnated at this moment.

Then he saw that Sam Le's face was filled with a proud smile. He stretched out his arm to crush Wang Yong in his arms.

Wang Yong had no voice, just like he was dead.

It's just amazing that samle's hand movement is extremely slow and difficult, such as the old lady's walking and faltering.

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

At this time, Wang Yong, who did not move, moved. Like a Chuanshan *, he suddenly passed through the middle of samle's huge body, tore a hole in samle's body and appeared behind him.

Poof!

There was a shower of blood, and the smile on samle's face froze in an instant. His outstretched arms froze, then he tilted and fell to the ground in a terrible posture.

The left half of the body with the left leg, the right half of the body with the right leg. The whole person except the head is divided into two parts, respectively collapsed on both sides.

The same was split by Wang Yong!

Wang Yong's body is full of blood, trickling down from all parts of him.

There's his own and there's the same.

Wang Yong grinned like a murderer.

The twisted angel watching by the side was stunned by this scene. He stepped back and looked pale.

The amazing samle was killed by Wang Yong in such a cruel way.

The twisted angel doesn't even have half of the fighting power of samle. It's just giving Wang Yong his head!

Only Abraham's face was cold, and his expression did not change.

He said, "your performance makes me more eager for that skill. Just now, if you urged the blood burning rose at the same time, I'm afraid you could smash samle without the sword. It's fascinating

When samle died, Abraham didn't feel sad or angry. Instead, he looked more excited.

Wang Yong knew that Abraham was right. In fact, half of the credit for his killing samle just now is for xinyuehu's soft sword. Without xinyuehu soft sword as the sharpest point of the awl, no matter how powerful Wang Yong is, he can't break the mountain.

"Force your strength up. Are you close to your physical limit now? I should have waited until you exhausted, but your success aroused my desire to fight. I'll play with you. " Abraham came up slowly and said.

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

Wang Yong has gone all out to this point, playing all his cards. But still can't let Abraham feel pressure, just let him "play".

Wang Yong's anger rose in his heart, and the sword tip trembled. A blood light on xinyuehu's soft sword spread from the hilt to the end of the sword tip, and then the killing intention rose up.

"What a sword Abraham sighed.

Then he moved.

Without any fancy punch, Zhonggong goes straight in and bombards Wang Yong's Dantian.

It is clear that the move is very simple, but Wang Yong suddenly feels the pressure like the sea and the abyss, which is greater than the pressure brought to Wang Yong by samle.

Boxing!

Wang Yong was surprised and knew that this was the real master. It's countless times higher than samle, who can only fight with his body.

Wang Yong's mind seems to be frozen and running slowly. What should have been done quickly slowed down half a beat.

Abraham's boxing was strong enough to influence Wang Yong's mind.

Bang!

Wang Yong didn't have time to fight at all, so he was boxed by Abraham and flew out.

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Wang Yong was paralyzed on the ground.

But Abraham didn't feel strong enough. He shook his head and walked slowly to Wang Yong.

"Too weak! What's the use of space and power? Since ancient times, human practice has been pursuing the double progress of body and spirit. Even many people advocate abandoning the body and only cultivating the spirit. The so-called spirit is the meaning of boxing. My fist will block your heart. No matter how powerful you are, you're useless! " Said Abraham.

Wang Yong stares at Abraham and is unconvinced.

In fact, Wang Yong has ups and downs in his heart. For the first time, he saw someone use boxing to such a state.

The fist will freeze the heart. Although only a short half a second, but also enough to do a lot of things.

It's like a quarrel between two ordinary people. One of them suddenly raised the volume and roared with a ferocious expression. The other side is bound to be startled and instinctively wince.

That startled jump, is similar to the mind freezes.

If you take advantage of that to launch an attack, you have a great chance to hit the other side badly.

But now Abraham changed that low-level roar into fist meaning. The principle is similar.

Wang Yong struggled to get up from the ground, only half way up. Suddenly, his body trembled and he sat down again.

Abraham's fist not only hurt him, but also scattered his intention to push him to the double peak.

It ended Wang Yong's violent walk ahead of time and made him weak.

Abraham came to Wang Yong with a sneer in his mouth. He slowly raised his foot and stepped on Wang Yong's right hand holding the sword.

"I said you'd regret it, but do you believe it now? If I dare to make this plan, I will have the confidence to deal with any unexpected situation. You've killed two of my fallen angels. To be honest, I really want to kill you, but it's too cheap for you. In this way, it will give you a chance to exchange one part of the skill for another organ. Let's have a good time. Let's start with the right hand first... "

Abraham's foot slightly crushed on Wang Yong's wrist, with little power, but it made Wang Yong feel the pain very well.

Wang Yongtong's face muscle straight jump, but Wuzi laugh: "you TM when I write? Why should I tell you the skill? Don't forget, I'm an agent! The first lesson of agent training is how to withstand the torture of the enemy

When Abraham heard the words, he was stunned. Obviously, he didn't think of the identity of agent Wang Yong.

He flashed his eyes, shot a sharp look and said, "is that right? Let's try who can't hold on first

Said, the sole of the foot sends strength, rushed Wang Yong right wrist to crush down.

Wang Yong's pupil shrinks and then expands. The feeling of pain made him crazy, but he gritted his teeth and never said a word.

Creak, creak

Wang Yong's right wrist is about to be crushed.

At this time, Cecilia flew up abruptly and kicked him in the heart.

Abraham was stunned. He didn't expect Cecilia to attack him.

He stepped on Wang Yong's wrist and had to withdraw his foot. He turned his step to avoid chekia's attack.

Then the right hand appeared on cecia's neck and caught her throat in an instant.

"You want to die?" Asked Abraham, with cold eyes.

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

Wang Yong was shocked to see this scene, but he didn't expect that cecia would help him.

It turns out that the feeling of touching each other's body temperature is not fake, the pounding heartbeat heard is not fake, and the careless words I love in my life are not fake!

Wang Yong's intuition, a stream of blood rose instantly and rushed to his brain.

He sprang up desperately and grabbed Abraham's arm: "let her go!"

With a cold snort, Abraham grabbed Wang Yong with his other hand and said, "if you hand in the skill, I don't mind making you a pair of mandarin ducks with the same life. Otherwise, I will test your feelings for her with some dirty means! "

Abraham's so-called mean means, needless to think, must be an insult to cecia.

A man can be as hard as iron and die rather than surrender. But I can't see my own woman being humiliated.

Abraham's move was vicious.

Wang Yong looked at cecia in despair. If he could, he would rather kill her first. I believe that's chekia's choice.

Just when Wang Yong was ready to kill, a car stopped under the Fallen Angel Group building.

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

The person walking in the front has a look at the building, and just a glance locks the ninth floor of the building.

"Over there. You... Stay, I'll go. " The man said to the other in a poor way.

It's yuan Lin.

The other person is the spoon. Two people hurry up, finally came here.

The spoon knows that it won't work even if it goes up. It will only delay. So he nodded and went back to the car.

Yuan Lin, on the other hand, was like an ape in the forest, disappearing into the floor.