Chapter 486

When a storm comes, many birds and animals will choose to avoid it. Only petrels, it will be proud to fly on the sea, bravely against the upcoming storm issued its unwilling cry.

Even if it's just a petrel, it has amazing wild prospects!

Wang Yong is a human being. Why should he give up hope before he dies?

Yin Xia's voice is higher and higher, and his eyes are brighter and brighter.

She is using her own unique way to cheer for Wang Yong and convey her strength to Wang Yong.

"For a moment, the wings hit the waves, for a moment, the arrow went straight to the cloud, and it cried out - in the brave cry of the bird, the cloud heard the joy. In this cry - full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark cloud heard the power of anger, the flame of passion and the confidence of victory.

Seagulls groan before the storm comes - groan, they fly across the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm to the depths of the sea.

The sea ducks are also groaning - they, these sea ducks, can't enjoy the joy of life's battle: the thunder terrifies them.

Stupid penguins, timidly hide their fat bodies under the cliff... Only the proud petrels, bravely and freely, fly in the foaming sea

Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling all heard Yin Xia's words clearly, and their sentences of "Seagull", "seaduck" and "Penguin" made them scared and ashamed.

It was as if Yin Xia's arrogant and unrestrained ridicule was just about Wang Yong and Wang Yong.

Wang Yong's face, which was originally gray and defeated, suddenly showed a blood color that he didn't accept.

He's not a duck! It's not a stupid penguin! He's a petrel! It's the Dragon Lin who pierced the sky in the storm!

Wang Yong's Qi and blood speeded up suddenly, and the suppressed situation was pulled back a little bit by him. Although it's just a little bit, it may not change the ending. But at least I saw the hope, at least proved Wang Yong's uncompromising determination.

"Ah! Little girl, the poem you read made Daoye burn! Accept my thunder Zhang Daoling also roared loudly. His sword became more and more fierce. It seemed that he really stirred up the storm and called out thunder.

Yin Xia's mouth is smiling, as elegant as a statue of a goddess. Only his lips hummed, sending out one by one impassioned syllables, just like the drum of battle, which ignited the blood of Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling, and released them.

"The dark clouds are getting darker and lower, and they are pressing down to the sea. While the waves are singing, they rush to the sky to meet the thunder.

The thunder roared. The waves cry in the angry droplets, and contend with the wind. See, the wind picks up the huge waves, hurls them onto the cliff, and smashes these huge Jadeites into dust and debris.

The petrel cried and flew, like black lightning, through the dark clouds like an arrow, and its wings swept up the droplets of the waves.

See, it's flying like an elf - a proud, black, stormy elf - it's laughing, it's screaming... It's laughing at the clouds, it's screaming for joy!

This sensitive spirit, who had heard weariness from the roar of thunder, was convinced that dark clouds could not cover the sun - yes, they could not!

The wind roared... The thunder roared

Piles of dark clouds, like black flames, burn in the bottomless sea. The sea catches the arrows of lightning and extinguishes them in its own abyss. These lightning shadows, like fire snakes, meander in the sea and disappear in a flash.

——Storm! A storm is coming!

This is the brave petrel, in the roaring sea, in the middle of the lightning, flying arrogantly; It's the prophet of victory shouting:

——Let the storm come harder

Yin Xia read the whole poem in one breath, and his breath became short. As if just experienced a petrel style fight.

And Wang Yong also became highly excited, with the sound of the waves of the sea. A clear sound line, that is the call of the petrel.

Zhang Daoling's sword is powerful and swift. He gets rid of the old fish's stickiness and turns the soft sword of Xinyue fox into streamers around the old fish.

"Well?" Fish old strange frown, but also feel the pressure.

But as a pessimist of life, he didn't think that a little girl's recitation could have such an effect. He thought that it was just a reflection of Wang Yong and Wang Yong.

As long as you use one more force, you can crush two people to death.

Fish old Dantian suddenly closed and then released, just like the collapse and explosion of the universe simulated by scientists.

Collapse down, the whole universe condenses into a point, and then explode, evolving into infinite force, promoting the birth of all matter.

Fish old this a simple inspiration, actually convey such a mysterious image.

Compared with the boxing idea of qiyabohan, yulao, who does not oppress people by boxing idea, is far more high-end. Because he is a real power. For Wang Yong, this power is equivalent to the big bang of the universe.

"Mou" sounds like a buffalo in the old fish's throat. It's also like the majestic Buddha's name called by Sakyamuni.

Wang Yong and Zhang Daoling's rising fighting spirit was interrupted by this "Mou".

Two people only feel like a lump in the throat, can not say the pain, want to die heart have.

The next second, Yu Lao's two palms vibrated at the same time. One hand grasped Zhang Daoling's xinyuehu soft sword, the other hand grasped Wang Yong's Adam's apple.

"I'll take the sword and the people." The old fish opens his mouth slowly.

Next to Zheng Rong is also full of expectations, he likes the soft sword, just like the white and beautiful Dabo girl.

Old fish is not boasting, but really have such skills. His hand, like a ghost hand, easily penetrated Wang Yong's defense and pinched himself to Wang Yong's throat knot.

On the other hand, Yu's palm is also attached to xinyuehu's soft sword, producing a pull to pull the soft sword towards him.

It seems that Zhang Daoling can't resist the suction at all. He just can't get rid of it.

"Damn, it doesn't work! We have to sing revolutionary songs Zhang Daoling made a big break and scolded.

After that, he began to sing aloud to himself. He broke the Gong's voice and made a bad sound. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was not in tune. If you are in KTV, you will definitely be beaten.

But I don't know why Wang Yong found Zhang Daoling's singing very refreshing and enjoyable. The courage in his chest choked by the fish was smooth and came back!

Wang Yong subconsciously followed suit.

"The wind is roaring, the horse is barking

The Yellow River is roaring

The hills in Hexi are high, and the sorghum in Hedong is ripe

There are so many anti Japanese heroes among the mountains

Guerrilla heroes in green gauze tent

He took up a long gun and a foreign gun

With a sword and a spear

Defend hometown, defend Yellow River

"Defend North China, defend the whole country"

This is a song of the time of fighting against foreign humiliation. It is the most magnificent song in modern times.

At the same time, it is also a famous revolutionary song familiar to every Chinese.

Zhang Daoling is a rude man, and he knows this kind of music. His rough image with this song, unspeakable fit, as if he really incarnated into a hero during the Anti Japanese War, listen to the roar of the wind, listen to the horse, listen to the unyielding roar of defending the whole of China.

There is Yin Xia's "petrel" before, and Zhang Daoling's "Yellow River Chorus" after. Since he was forced to retire, Wang Yong's heart has been suppressed for a long time, and he has been rushing up all of a sudden.

Bang bang!

At the same time, there were three huge sounds of skin cracking. Wang Yong's hands, chest and legs were all cracked at the same time, and the blood was pouring all over the sky.

It seems that the sound of the tsunami in Wang Yong's body has become extremely intense with the increasingly fast-paced songs. A sound is higher than a sound, and it reaches a top in an instant.

"Defend your hometown! Defend the Yellow River! Defend North China! Defend the country

These four words were quickly sung out, one sentence was faster than the other, and a sense of urgency came to my heart, which made me feel unyielding to fight back.

"No one can take my sword!" Wang Yong suddenly gave a big drink.

Eyes in the transmission of bleeding red light, at the same time, the chest hanging seven tips exquisite also began to quietly emit light.

Wang Yong's quirky flash, unexpectedly avoided the fish old ambition in must catch.

Then reach out and hold the soft sword of Xiangxin Yuehu.

Originally, Xinyue Fox's soft sword had been out of Zhang Daoling's control, and was about to be snatched by yulao.

But with Wang Yong's hand, the soft sword of Xinyue fox seems to have a spiritual sense. Unexpectedly, you will be in the air waiting for Wang Yong's hand to grasp it.

Brush, Wang Yong's palm tightly grasped the handle of xinyuehu soft sword.

The soft sword of Xinyue fox hummed and trembled, making a happy sound.

The old fish was stunned.

The scene was beyond his expectation. How can Wang Yong avoid his attack and win the contest for soft sword?

It doesn't make sense!

And fish old tight then found, not only this unreasonable, there are more outrageous!

As soon as Wang Yong grasped the handle of the sword, it was like a different person. It's like a sword that I've learned for several generations. It's just a random stab.

It's the "stab" in Wudang sword technique.

The tip of the sword is humming like a meteor in the sky. There is no danger in the distance. It's too late to escape when it lands.

Yu Lao's heart was inexplicably cold, as if Wang Yong's sword could pose a major threat to him.

Instinctively, he stepped back quickly and walked quickly with the sole of his foot on the ground, leaving more than ten meters at a time.

This kind of speed is almost ghostly. It's not human.

Wang Yong's sword was close behind and stabbed away. Just listen to hiss, but it is in the moment of approaching the old fish's body, being pulled away by the old fish. The tip of the sword can only pierce a small hole in the old fish's clothes.

Even if Wang yongru had the help of God, he still couldn't do anything to help him.

Fish old cold hum a, just want to ridicule Wang Yong "hit the stone with the egg". But when he saw Wang Yong's sword power without stopping and the sneer from the corner of his mouth, his heart suddenly clattered and his face changed greatly.

He forgot someone!

He just retreated very fast and far away. But he retreated, but Zheng Rong couldn't!

Wang Yong's sword is just to force him back. The real goal is Zheng Rong!

Brush, Wang Yong sword blade suddenly wipe Zheng Rong neck and pass, just right stay in Zheng Rong neck.

Wang Yong glanced at Yu Lao and said, "I'm not afraid to die, but this young man's life is different. How dare you bet with me? "