The ground was full of corpses, and Wang Yuan and the others were full of surprise.

It seems that the difficulty of this Black Wind Village is not high, and the reason why those big gangs failed to take the Black Wind Village is entirely because they don't know how to enter the door.

No one can get into such a low-level scene, and the designers of this broken game are really guilty enough.

"How? Hey! ”

After cleaning up the bandits in front of him, Wang Yuan turned around and smiled, and asked Yimeng, "I'm okay." ”

"Humph!"

Originally, I thought that Wang Yuan was a master, but when I saw Wang Yuan's swishing smile, the little good feeling that finally rose in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Pick up money, pick up money, pick up money."

Ding Laoxian is worthy of being born in mixed experience, and the aftermath work is quite skilled, Wang Yuan and the others just cleaned up the bandits, Ding Laoxian rushed up and turned over the corpses, these bandits are still very successful in robbing homes and houses, and they have contributed two taels of gold to everyone.

Looking at Ding Laoxian's appearance of smiling with money eyebrows, Wang Yuan was quite puzzled, this kid shouldn't be bad for money, how can he make a string with money.

"Keep going!"

Heifeng Village is quite large-scale, just now Wang Yuan's five people cleaned up only the bandits at the gate of the mountain, and walking up the steps, it is the Juyi Hall of Heifeng Village, and Yao Shuqing, the big leader of Heifeng Village, is on it.

"Boom!"

Wang Yuan and the others were just about to continue moving forward, when suddenly a huge figure fell from the sky, blocking Wang Yuan and the others like an iron tower.

When the five people heard the sound, they looked up, first stunned for a moment, and then a few people almost didn't laugh.

The thief in front of him was burly and strong, with big shoulders and a round waist, a smooth head that looked extremely strong, a string of oversized black Buddha beads hanging around his neck, and his eyebrows were like knives in the sky, which looked quite familiar.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy was holding a Zen staff in his hand, everyone would have thought that the thing standing in front of him was Wang Yuan.

"Haha, this is your brother?"

Mu Mo stopped glancing at the big monk in front of him and then at Wang Yuan, and couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Hee-hee, brother-breasted!"

Dugu Xiaoling on the side raised the corners of her mouth even more, and Wang Yuan's scalp was numb when she saw it, God knows what this woman was thinking in her head.

"Roll it! It's my problem to be handsome, and it's your fault to judge people by their appearance. ”

Wang Yuan raised his middle finger and despised the two sluts who joked about their appearance.

……

At this time, the great monk glanced around at the corpses of the bandits lying around, couldn't help frowning, pointed at the people who were laughing and said angrily: "You dare to slaughter my brother in Heifeng Village, it seems that you don't take the three mountains of my town in your eyes." ”

As the monk reported to his home, a line of information appeared in front of Wang Yuan and several others.

Drunken Buddha Zhen Sanshan (BOSS)

Level: 20

Realm: Slightly small

Qi and blood value: 20000/20000

Internal force value: 200/200

Proficient in martial arts: Fu Wand method (slightly small)

Background introduction: The three masters of Heifeng Village, who were originally Shaolin disciples, were expelled from the mountain gate for not abiding by the rules and precepts and came to Heifeng Mountain to fall into the grass.

Special Martial Arts: Drunk Hit the Mountain Gate.

"It's a sectarian boss?"

Seeing the information of the three mountains in front of them, everyone was slightly stunned.

Sect bosses are a general term that refers specifically to NPCs from the Gate Sect.

Wild rogues such as bandits are generally reckless, and the martial arts they practice are just low-level rivers and lakes, and this kind of NPC is generally not a climate, after all, where is the level of the exercises, and no matter how high the level is, the strength is extremely limited.

There is also a type of NPC that is also a rogue, but it is from various sects, and the exercises they practice are all sect martial arts, compared to this kind of NPC, it is much more difficult to deal with.

In general, the stronger the NPC originates, the stronger its strength.

For example, Yao Shuqing is also an NPC from the sect, but Qinjiazhai is only a third-rate sect after all, and Shaolin Temple is Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, so the strength of this great monk called Zhen Sanshan should be stronger than Yao Shuqing.

"Cup Bow Snake Shadow!"

As the saying goes, strike first to be strong and then suffer.

A dream is like this girl has always liked to take the lead, not waiting for the town of Sanshan to do it first, a dream is like a flick of the right hand, a snake shadow flew out, straight to the town of Sanshan.

"Humph! Evil Sect crooked! ”

Who knew that although this town Sanshan looked quite bulky, but his skills were not slow at all, seeing that a dream was attacking himself, Zhen Sanshan sneered and waved the Zen staff in his hand at the same time, sweeping on the oncoming poisonous needle.

"Ding!"

With a clear sound, the flying needle that was like a dream was knocked to the ground.

"Punish evil and ward off evil!"

At the same time, Bei Mo stopped holding his sword out, and instantly flew in front of Zhen Sanshan, and the Taiyue sword in his hand was handed forward, stabbing at Zhen Sanshan's eyes at a strange angle.

The cup Mo stop method is like a ghost, the sword angle is tricky and weird, and the assassin of Zhen Sanshan is blocking a flying needle like a dream, and he can't guard against the cup Mo stop.

I can only hear "poof!" With a bang, the cup Mo stopped stabbing a sword into Zhen Sanshan's eye socket.

"Whew!"

Zhen Sanshan was in pain, screamed miserably, and reached out to grab the cup.

"There is no trace of evil!"

With a sword in his hand, he took back the long sword and turned around, flashed behind Zhen Sanshan, and another sword was handed out and stabbed at Zhen Sanshan's waist.

"Arhat subdued the demon!"

Seeing this, Zhen Sanshan slammed the Zen staff back sharply.

"Bell!"

Cup Mo stopped only feeling numb, and the long sword in his hand stabbed on the Zen staff of Zhen Sanshan.

"Come here, you!"

At this moment, Zhen Sanshan's left hand bent his fingers into a claw and grabbed back violently, grabbing Mu Mo's arm.

Cup Mo stopped hurriedly retracting the sword, but at this time it was too late, Zhen Sanshan's big hand directly grabbed the blade of Cup Mo stop.

Immediately afterwards, Zhen Sanshan pulled forward violently, and the cup Mo paused and felt a huge force on the hilt of the sword, and the whole person was involuntarily pulled in front of Zhen Sanshan, and then Zhen Sanshan raised his foot, and kicked down when his chest kicked against the cup Mo.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, and the cup Mo stopped with his left palm and raised it suddenly, and the internal force was urged to the extreme, and a move to split the stone and break the jade slapped on the feet of Zhen Sanshan.

Don't look at the players who all advocate the martial arts of the body method, but the power-type BOSS is much more difficult to deal with than the BOSS of the body flow method.

After all, the attack judgment of the power boss is quite terrifying.

This town was born in Shaolin, and it was born with divine power, and the judgment was far from being able to resist it with one foot.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

Fists and feet intersect.

Zhen Sanshan's figure shook slightly, and the cup didn't stop spitting blood and flew out.

"Prince's whipstone!"

Cup Mo stop was repulsed, Zhen Sanshan did not stop at all, kicked the ground with both feet and jumped up, raised the Zen staff with both hands and smashed it down against Cup Mo stop.

"Not good!"

Yimeng Ru and Dugu Xiaoling also reacted at this time, and the arrows and hidden weapons in their hands flew towards Zhen Sanshan, trying to stop Zhen Sanshan.

However, the attack of this kind of thing is not weak, but the judgment is too low, where can it stop the three mountains of Zhensanshan that fell from the sky.

Looking at the Zen stick that fell on his head, Mu Mo stopped regretting it: "Damn, I wouldn't have pretended to be forced if I had known!" ”