Chapter 485

"A thousand pounds fall!"

"Ladder cloud vertical!"

Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling in the air yelled out, but they had something in their heart. One used the falling power, and the other tried to lift it up.

However, the gap between them affected the outcome of their death.

Poop!

Wang Yong's head bumps into Zhang Daoling's stomach. They tangle and fall to the ground.

Two people gush out big mouthful blood at the same time, only feel whole body Qi and blood retrograde, with rolled into the eye of the storm to sink for a long time. The five sense organs are all reversed, extremely uncomfortable.

"You're not good at this ladder cloud." Wang Yong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and did not forget to sneer at Zhang Daoling.

Zhang Daoling looked at Bai WangYong and said: "the labor and capital said that they would not be able to do anything about it! That was just a stunt I used when I turned over the wall. If it wasn't for it, you would have been killed by Daoye. "

"Bah! Even if you die, you die! " Wang Yong showed no weakness.

Two people seem to completely forget the dangerous situation at this time, even openly spray each other up.

While the old fish in the distance approached slowly, and his small eyes turned slightly under the sunglasses, as if appreciating Wang Yong's duet.

Just now, Yu laoshutuo and Zhang Daoling used their real skills, which directly scattered the Qi and blood of Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling. It is impossible for them to gather their Qi and blood again in a few minutes.

Even if they were allowed to run away, they would not be able to stand up.

"My legs are numb, and you?" Wang Yong asked.

Zhang Daoling shook his head: "the same. The old bastard's Kung Fu is really high. "

Although they were rude in their words, they were afraid of fish in their hearts.

There is a big gap in the realm of dark energy, and now the gap is between dark energy and chemical energy. It's a world of difference. Even if Wang Yong stands on tiptoe, he can't reach the floor of Yu Lao's feet.

Shasha, at this time, I heard the sound of footwork.

Then he saw a figure coming out of the darkness, but Zheng Rong.

Zheng Rong's eyes are full of hatred, and he keeps an eye on Wang Yong on the ground for a long time.

All of a sudden, he began to laugh, full of laughter.

"It's a pity that he was brave just now. Why is he withering now? I found that I came to the right place, otherwise I might miss the picture of your death. " Zheng Rong told Wang Yong.

He hated Wang Yong to the bone. Wang Yong destroyed the Zheng family's plan more than once, and Zheng Rong tried to kill Wang Yong several times, but he failed.

Unexpectedly, I tried my best to plan so many things that yangmou failed to achieve, but today I was achieved by a simple chance encounter.

It turns out that it's so easy to kill a hated opponent that there's no need for any planning. As long as you meet them, then you can crush them.

Of course, it's not Zheng Rong who is responsible for the rolling, but Yu Lao.

Zheng Rong was a little envious of these martial arts masters. Although they were powerful, if they were combined with martial arts, they would be really perfect. We will do whatever we see.

"Old fish, don't hesitate. Kill these two people quickly, and I'll take that medicine guide to collect and supplement. " Zheng Rong is a veteran of fish.

The fish always nods.

Shaking his broad clothes, with a silent smile on his face, he walked slowly to Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling.

Wang Yong didn't know Zheng Rong's real identity until now. He still thought that Zheng Rong was just a heretic, but he had a fierce thug under his hand.

However, when he heard Zheng Rong's three words "yaoyinzi", Wang Yong suddenly had a flash in his mind and thought of something.

In Tiantai, Zhong Xin once fished out a criminal organization specializing in abducting and selling girls. At that time, there was another expert in the organization, Qi an, who was killed by Wang Yong.

At that time, Qi an once revealed that there was someone behind him, and that person's influence was not small. Qi an's catching girls was to give that person a drug guide. When Qi an died, he threatened that his master would take revenge on him.

Wang Yong was worried for a while. Now it seems that the master behind Qi an should be the one in front of him.

"Who are you?" Wang Yong looked at Zheng Rong and asked.

In the dark, Zheng Rong's face was not very clear, so he could only see a rough picture. It is difficult to fully recognize the true face of this man.

Zheng Rong seemed to see through Wang Yong's idea. He shrugged and said, "do you want to know my identity? I should have told you my name out loud and let you die with hatred and despair. It's a pity that I can't and don't want to say it. You'll understand when you get to hell! As for your beautiful girl student, I'll accept it. Tut Tut, it's really delicious that she was in bed just now... "

Listening to Zheng Rong's obscene words, Wang Yong's anger suddenly rose.

Wang Yong couldn't figure out why this kind of villain should be well-dressed, well fed, sheltered and not punished by heaven?

"Even if I die, I'll take you with me!" Wang Yong's chest heaved violently and his voice became cold.

"Very well, I like you as you are. The more you hate and struggle, the more I can feel the pleasure of killing you. Ha ha ha, it's really exciting. " Zheng Rong laughs recklessly.

In Wang Yong's eyes, he would have killed Zheng Rong ten times and eight times if it had not been for a fish standing in the middle.

"What are you talking to these two old Wangs? That's it! Damn it Zhang Daoling has a rough temper and a straight temper.

He used this Kung Fu to straighten out his Qi and blood. He didn't talk to Zheng Rong like Wang Yong. Instead, he touched the moon fox soft sword and jumped on it without saying a word.

"The wind and thunder shake!"

"There's thunder on the wall!"

"The wind sways the clouds!"

"Bugulemen!"

Zhang Daoling drinks out four sword moves in one breath, but his moves are much faster than his voice.

The name of the move in my mouth has not finished yet, and a series of fierce moves of one sword and four moves have been made out.

With the sharp edge of Xinyue Fox's soft sword, he cuts the air and makes a swish sound. Yu Lao has no choice but to stop and respond to Zhang Daoling's attack.

As soon as the palm reached the air, it became very light, as light as a piece of paper. Driven by Zhang Daoling's sharp sword, it danced with the wind.

Just like a man's fist hitting the fallen leaves in the air, the harder you are, the less you can hit them. Because the fallen leaves will be blown far away by the fist, away from the range that the fist can reach.

This is how yulao's hand shuttles through Zhang Daoling's majestic sword power. Zhang Daoling's powerful and swift sword power can't even touch the edge of yulao's hand.

"Too slow." The old fish spoke faintly.

Then the palm of the hand turned over and stuck on the body of xinyuehu soft sword. The palm suddenly spurted out a strong air. First, it shook the sword away, and then another sticking force stuck to the soft sword.

Zhang Daoling wanted to draw back the soft sword, but found that the soft sword had already solidified and couldn't move at all, just as it had fallen into the concrete mud.

Zhang Daoling was so surprised that he simply grasped the handle of the sword with both hands. But even if even the energy of sucking is used, it still doesn't help.

"Not yet!" Zhang Daoling called.

Wang Yong jumped up immediately, and the word Yongchun came into the horse. With a bang, it was like a shell exploding in the chamber, and suddenly it came into the old fish's side rib.

A punch, without any fancy, is to imagine the arm as a gun pole, fist as a gun tip.

It was as if Wang Yong was holding an iron gun in his hand to stab the fish through.

"Good savvy! If the young master doesn't insist on killing you, I really want to take you as an apprentice. " The fish said slowly.

The other hand suddenly poked out, still as light as paper, slowly covering Wang Yong's fist.

This time, the old fish evolved into a piece of plastic paper, which stuck to Wang Yong's fist with a snap, wrapping the whole fist.

Imagine if you have a plastic bag on your hand, can you break it? No matter how hard it is, it can't be done. No matter how strong a man is in the world, he can't lift himself up.

Old fish turned into a part of Wang Yong's boxing power. Wang Yong's boxing power couldn't find the focus at all. It was just as uncomfortable as fighting in a vacuum.

"The gap is too big!" Wang Yong sighed in his heart, and suddenly he was disheartened.

The huge gap almost wiped out Wang Yong's confidence, and his eyes showed a look of defeat.

Zhang Daoling next to him is similar.

An amateur Jiuduan chess player plays chess with an amateur yiduan chess player. He can make a suspicious life out of his amateur yiduan chess player, and then he despairs of weiqi.

Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling are almost the same feeling of a chess player.

The fish always plays tricks on the cat with the mouse, playing tricks on one person with one hand, and teasing the two with applause.

The rout of the two is just between the old fish's thoughts. Maybe the next second they will die miserably in the old fish's hands.

Zheng Rong's face with a cynical smile, as if watching a monkey play.

too big for her skin! It's just a local dog. Why do you want to learn from other people's tigers and do things like that? Zheng Rong suddenly felt sorry for Wang Yong.

If you change him to Wang Yong's position, I'm afraid he would have been desperate for a long time. Just like Wang Yong, he would not have resisted so many times before he came to the doomed end today.

The wind is faint, blowing through the crown of the only old tree, whimpering, as if singing a sad song for Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling.

Not only Zheng Rong, but also Feng and Shu feel that Wang Yong and Wang Yong will die.

There was only one exception, Yin Xia, who was sitting on her knees under the tree.

Yin Xia's face was always with a faint smile, and her eyes were full of determination, looking at Wang Yong.

I don't know why, and I don't know where I came from. Yin Xia thinks that Mr. Wang will be fine, and Mr. Wang can definitely win.

Even at this time, Wang Yong and a petrel caught in the storm of the sea struggled in vain and constantly uttered feeble laments.

Maybe the next moment will be swallowed by the storm, buried in the sea.

"In the vast sea, the strong wind gathers dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, the petrels fly like black lightning

Yin Xia suddenly opened her mouth and read out such a passage.

But Gorky's famous work, the petrel. In Russian, the petrel also means "the prophet of the storm".