Chapter 384: Soul Hooking and Killing Death
The murderous aura bloomed, and all kinds of strength in the whole body soared wildly.
Zhou Bo's strength has become more terrifying, but unfortunately, there is no iron stick in his hand now, otherwise, Zhou Bo is sure that his lethality will become even more amazing.
But for now, it's enough!
Ling Bo unfolded slightly, and at the same time, his right hand quickly cut a semicircle in front of his chest, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descended and the dragon regret appeared instantly.
Rise!
As Zhou Bo's palm suddenly pushed out, Kang Long had the power of remorse and terror, and with Zhou Bo's movements, it quickly spread around him.
The earth-shattering dragon roared, and a golden dragon appeared in an instant, and the slender dragon body became hideous and clear, and the huge body, accompanied by Zhou Bo's palm power, spread forward forward.
This is not some fantasy world, this is a martial arts game, it's just that the special effects in the game are quite exquisite, and it feels as if Zhou Bo really summoned a powerful divine dragon to help fight. The sound and light effects make people feel involuntarily frightened.
Thundered......
The terrifying palm power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending is not at all the powerful force that these players with average strength can resist in front of them, and the thrilling force covers the past, only to hear a crackling sound, one by one players were directly beaten upside down and flew out, in mid-air, the blood in the mouth flowed, and even some people were directly beaten to the chest cracked, seeing that they had hung up, it was impossible to continue to live.
That's not all, after throwing this move, Zhou Bo's whole person was like a rabbit, and he instantly rushed forward, grabbed the shoulder of a second-rate master who had just barely avoided Kang Long's regrets, and suddenly exerted force, the meridians reversed, and the absorption attribute of the Northern Shengong was directly expanded.
With this player's screams of horror, the internal force in the body. It has completely fallen into the hands of Zhou Bo, and the internal force consumed by the eighteen palms of the dragon descending just now has been made up in an instant, and even the internal force consumed by the previous ghost prison yin wind roar has been completely compensated.
With the Northern Spiritual Skill, Zhou Bo is almost equivalent to having a blue medicine bottle that can never be exhausted, and he never has to worry that his internal strength will run out.
Just sucked this unlucky bastard dry. Zhou Bo immediately urged this internal force, and it was another move, and the terrifying strength spread rapidly around the front of his body.
The killing has begun!
Each of them is a super strong master, and in the face of the enemy in front of him, it is almost an instant kill, and every move can cause the death of a large number of players. No one could resist such an astonishing force.
Everywhere I went, it was a mess, but the number of players. It's like it's endless, no matter how you slaughter, there will still be a steady stream of players. Kill endlessly.
On the other side, the Fire Cloud Evil God was also surrounded by so many enemies. The Fire Cloud Evil God was already exhausted, and the Full Moon Scimitar continued to rotate, bringing out a series of brilliant blades.
Mu Wanqing, on the other hand, was slightly better in the middle of Zhou Bo and the Huoyun Evil God, and the two of them guarded from the side, so that Mu Wanqing encountered slightly fewer enemies.
As for the other side, originally Ling Hu Chong seemed to be looking at the face of the disciples of the Huashan faction, and seemed unwilling to kill, but when Ling Hu Chong retreated again and again, he was never able to withdraw from the encirclement, and he injured the enemy himself, and he couldn't cause any pressure to these former junior disciples.
In this case, Ling Hu Chong finally couldn't help it, he was angry, and the Dugu Nine Sword was completely unfolded.
Dugu Nine Swords, in the hands of Ling Hu Chong, the power is absolutely terrifying, one after another brilliant sword rays, quickly spread rapidly around, every sword mark, is aimed at the most critical part of the enemy, the most tense part of the stabbing past, every move, is the enemy's flaw, the move is fatal, in the blink of an eye, a large number of players have been stabbed to death around the body, covered with a thick layer of corpses.
Shenggu's strength is also quite terrifying, the two short weapons in his hand look like Emei thorns, although they are small, but the lethality is absolutely terrifying, coupled with Shenggu's sensitive figure, the move is fatal, even if it is an ordinary first-class master, under the hands of Shenggu, he can't get out of two rounds, and he will be killed alive immediately.
As for the green bamboo man, on the surface, he seems to be a kind little old man, but only when it comes to the real battle can he see the terrifying strength of this little old man.
The whole person, almost completely turned into another person, did not use any weapons, but that pair of old and wrinkled palms were more powerful than any weapon, every movement was accompanied by a terrifying force, no one could stop the iron palm of the green bamboo Weng, among all of them, the strength of this old man, I am afraid that only Lan Ruo can surpass it.
Speaking of Lan Ruo, this is the most terrifying guy.
Lan Ruo, this woman, when she was fighting, the strength of her whole body was finally completely displayed, that kind of strength, extreme terror,
The whole person was like a ghost, constantly shuttling on the ground, that kind of speed, even Feng Xiaoxiao could only see phantoms, when Feng Xiaoxiao looked carefully, he found that he didn't know when Lan Ruo had appeared in another direction.
This kind of weird, terrifying speed, powerful and desperate, no one can stop this kind of power at all, where Lan Ruo walked, there were pieces of corpses on the ground, no wounds could be seen, not even blood, the whole person seemed to be the embodiment of death, everywhere he went, hooked one soul after another......
Compared to Zhou Bo's rage and Ling Hu Chong's weirdness, although Lan Ruo's killing speed may not be faster than Zhou Bo...... But...... But this silent death made people even more desperate, and they didn't even have time to react to anything, only to feel a gust of wind sweeping in front of them, and in an instant, there was darkness left.
No matter what kind of master he is, even if he is a first-class realm, it is the same in front of Lan Ruo, a silent death, even if he can't even counterattack and block one more time.
Hades wants you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?
Poof......
The slender hand was raised slightly, and a large piece of steel needles as thin as Niu Hao covered the past like raindrops, and everywhere he went, a large number of players immediately fell to the ground directly, and were directly killed by Lan Ruo alive...... (To be continued......)
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