It is better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers!

This is Zhou Bo's ruthlessness, as his understanding of the soul world becomes more and more profound, Zhou Bo also has a clear plan for how he should survive in this world, that is, to become an absolute powerhouse, a strong man who is terrifying enough, so terrifying that others dare not provoke him, he can only let himself bully others to the extent that he can be mixed to the point where he can be considered to be outstanding.

And if you want to get to that point, the most basic thing is to be ruthless enough!

Make your enemies feel their horror!

Bang!

The chest was directly dented, and a hideous blood hole immediately burst out on the back, blood spurted out wildly, and the mouth was even more bloody, and the whole body flew out upside down, and when it fell, it had become a hideous corpse, and its face was extremely distorted, as if it didn't seem to think that he was the first member of this team to hang up.

"Ding, the system prompts, the player Zhou Bo killed the Qingcheng faction player Sun Xiaoyi, and the killing value increased a little!"

The sound of the system prompt sounded at the right time, and at this time, a sharp sword behind him had already torn over, directly slashing over Zhou Bo's back, and with a snort, a red blood arrow immediately shot out.

－547！

It's not a bad attack power, but this kind of attack power is simply disdainful for Zhou Bo, the talent of the panda people makes Zhou Bo's blood extremely thick, these micro attack power Zhou Bo doesn't take it to heart at all, the eaves walk on the wall and the light work is immediately unfolded, the body jumps forward directly, the powerful internal force in the body is crazy and agitated, the iron sand palm keeps hitting out, every time he waves his palm, there are bursts of tiger roaring sound all around, and the terrifying sound makes the players of the Qingcheng faction around him feel terrified, as if he is not facing a huge Zhou Bo, It's like a colorful tiger.

Persimmon picks soft pinch!

Zhou Bo's fighting method is quite simple, ignoring such a master as Senior Brother Nine behind him, all the attack power is concentrated on those ordinary players, every move is immediately a life fall, even if there are a lot of junior brothers brought by Senior Brother Jiu, but he can't help but stand this kind of killing, and every palm is immediately a life disappearing.

That kind of battle,Let these Qingcheng faction players feel chills in their hearts.,Damn,Don't play people like this.,Judging from this guy's body.,Obviously, the level may not be as good as yourself.,It's not a master.,But the attack power is too terrifying.,Every palm can take away a life.,It's your own attack.,Although this guy has a hideous crack.,But no matter how you beat this guy, it's like a little strong who can't be killed.,Alive.。

Even the attack of the Ninth Senior Brother could not inflict fatal damage on Zhou Bo.

Zhou Bo didn't care, but the thieves in the cottage couldn't stand it, Nima's, so many people surrounded and suppressed their boss, even if the boss was steel and iron, he couldn't withstand this kind of attack, right? The previous three masters didn't treat their little brothers as people at all, but this monster was good to himself, and in a short period of time, Zhou Bo had completely stabilized his position in this cottage.

Seeing that Zhou Bo was covered in scars, these little brothers were also annoyed, and Zhang San was the first to roar: "Fuck, these Qingcheng faction miscellaneous people actually feel that our cottage is making trouble, can we watch the boss fight alone?" ”

"Can't ......"

"Bloody brothers, all rush with me, kill this group of little rabbit cubs......" Zhang San roared angrily, holding the tiger striped steel knife that Zhou Bo had rewarded him before, and the whole person led the little brother behind him to immediately rush down from the gatehouse, more than forty bandits, one by one, fully armed, although the clothes on their bodies looked tattered, but the kind of ruthless momentum was far more than these Qingcheng faction players.

Kill!

In the roar, more than forty bandits swarmed up, originally the number of people on both sides was about the same, but after being killed by Zhou Bo, there was a deficit in the number of people, making these menacing Qingcheng sect disciples fall into a heavy encirclement.

For these ordinary bandits, the players of the Qingcheng faction don't care about it at all, these little thieves, except for the three leaders who have some strength, the others are all waste wood, so they don't have to care at all.

However, when the two sides really started to get in touch, these thieves of the Qingcheng faction found that things were not at all what they imagined. Damn, what's going on?

Originally, these bandits moved slowly, but now they all look more agile than monkeys, jumping up and down, and between the weapons in their hands, there is actually a feeling of loose wind swordsmanship? Even those players who wield machetes throw out moves that are basically the flavor of Songfeng swordsmanship.

Even on the weapon, there is a trace of paleness, that is fucking internal force, when will these garbage and scum thieves actually be able to cultivate internal strength?

At this time, they suddenly discovered that these bandits were different from the ones they usually saw.

The screams came and went, and one by one the disciples of the Qingcheng faction were completely hung up and died under the encirclement and suppression of the bandits. Just when the Qingcheng faction players died, no one noticed that the level of those bandits was slowly rising.

If the monster wants to level up in the game, there are only two options, first, kill the boss who is stronger than himself, and second, kill the player, there is no other way.

With the help of Zhou Bo, these bandits are constantly advancing towards the path of the strong.

With the containment of these bandits, Zhou Bo's task suddenly became much easier, and he turned to face the Ninth Senior Brother who was chasing and slashing at him. Nima's, you died of it before, right? A vigorous sword stabbing Lao Tzu? It's not enough to stab once, but to stab a second time, a third time?

Is it really the uncle who pinched the mud, just tie it for you to play?

With a tiger roar, the iron sand palm was thrown away directly, and after a long time of exercise, Zhou Bo's iron sand palm had reached the level of level 20, and the power was extremely strong, coupled with the super thick internal force, and the fierce tiger strength, the destructive power was even more terrifying, plus this hateful blow, it was a collection of all the strength in Zhou Bo's body.

With a palm strike, a terrifying hurricane blew directly on the ground, whistling wildly all around, and the palm wind with terrifying energy had already appeared on the chest of the ninth senior brother.

Facing Zhou Bo's terrifying power for the first time, this time Senior Brother Jiu realized what kind of master he had been dealing with, under that kind of fierce energy, Senior Brother Jiu even felt that his breathing was heavy, and his body subconsciously retreated one after another.

At the same time, the sword in his hand pulled out a sword flower, and the move was thrown away in an instant, and the tip of the sword stabbed directly at Zhou Bo's palm.

This attack, if it is really hit, it is estimated that Zhou Bo's palm will be able to cool his heart in an instant!