"Huh, slowly, don't move, I see. ”

The rich boy put the folding fan away, pointed to Liang Bo's other hand and said, "It's useless to take out the one in your hand, do you see it?" ”

He slowly pointed his folding fan at the black-clad masked killer.

"There are so many of me, why do you still want to fight?"

Liang Bo swept it with his afterglow.

Ten.

There is also an old man standing behind the rich boy with his hands down, and he can't see the depth.

I tried to recall the name of this rich boy, but I didn't go to say hello when I was in the camp, and I don't know who my name was.

"Don't look at it, I'm Zhao Jin of the Zhao family, I'm waiting for you to find a place after the autumn hunt. Zhao Jin said arrogantly.

"If you know each other, hand over your contribution card, or no one will know if you die. ”

He looked at Liang Bo with a playful expression, as if he was a fish on a chopping board, and life and death were under his control.

"Can you still grab the contribution card?" Liang Bo secretly gathered Zhenli and pretended to be puzzled.

"Hey, don't you really know or don't know? Don't talk too much nonsense, I'll do it myself. Zhao Jin winked.

The two black-clad and masked killers immediately stepped forward to rob them.

Liang Bo's face sank, and the dagger that was originally stored at his waist was pulled out with his backhand.

Suddenly, the cold light flashed, and there were no bells and whistles.

As a result, only two sounds of "cloth brocade" shattering were heard.

The masked killers each clutched their throats, blood gushing out from between their fingers like a wet towel.

"It's so weak. "It's the first impression that stabs you.

Then Liang Bo looked at the masked killers who fell to the ground in surprise, only to see that they convulsed for a while and then lost their lives.

"They're mortal!"

The young master stepped back. ”

I saw that the old man behind Zhao Jin fiercely protected him behind him.

Zhao Jin was also stunned, he was used to being arrogant on weekdays, and he had always been a bully, so he had been suppressed.

"Hey, and a little skillful, no wonder you walked alone, and the whole of you cut him down. "Thinking about it, this is not the first time that Zhao Jin has done this kind of murderous and treasure-grabbing thing.

The old man put on a posture, as if facing a great enemy. The remaining masked killers also swarmed up, trying to chop him directly under the knife, leaving no one alive.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Liang Bo's eyes, although he was still a double quenching body, let alone a spell.

But it was more than enough to deal with a few mortals, and without waiting for the other party to get close, he bullied him, waved a dagger like electricity, and directly put down the two of them.

In the footsteps, the grappling and fighting in the previous life were vividly played.

"Wuqi refining body" is not a vain practice, after a fight, the shallow kung fu is more and more effective. That Zhao Jin's subordinates are all mortals, where is the enemy of unity. Within a few moments, the ground was littered with corpses, and blood was spilling all over the ground.

Liang Bo played the dagger with a knife flower, holding it with his left hand and holding it with his right hand, the standard dagger fighting hand-to-hand style, and staring at the two people in front of him.

"Hmph! I didn't expect you to be an immortal cultivator in the quenching stage. ”

The old man obviously saw it, and he slowly drew the long sword in his hand: "Young master, if I can't take it, I will give you an arrow." ”

"Hmph, I don't want you to do it, but don't forget that there's someone watching over our heads!"

"Young master, don't worry, it doesn't matter if it's exposed, don't forget that your father is angry, and the monks who monitor and protect us are also from our Zhao Mansion. ”

"Okay! Elder Fang, take him down. ”

When the old man looked at it, the long sword was handed out.

A hint of surprise flashed in Liang Bo's eyes, and he also shot like electricity.

"Ding!"

With two fingers and a clamp, Liang Bo firmly clamped the stabbing long sword.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and stabbed forward hard, only making the other party take a few steps back. Knowing in his heart that this time he really kicked the iron plate, he looked back at Zhao Jin and shouted: "Quick! Quickly send the order and gather the ......."

"Pss

The old man felt a slight pain in his throat, and looked at his chest full of blood in surprise. Liang Bo didn't wait for him to make a move, kicked forward, and roared in his mouth: "Go!"

"Quack!"

There was a crunch of a broken bone, and the foot hit the front of the chest. The old man was kicked out by him, slammed into the trunk behind Zhao Jin, and bounced to the ground, seeing that there was only qi out and no qi in.

Zhao Jin took out the arrow in a panic, and didn't wait for him to launch it. Liang Bo kicked it away with an arrow step.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could stab out a dagger, he felt a blue light in the dead corner of his back.

"Ding—"

Trying hard to block but didn't catch this move, the hands holding the dagger were like a rushing bull on top, directly lifting him out of several heels and rolling to the ground.

Clutching his burning chest, Liang Bo felt that his ribs were about to break.

Looking around the tree, he saw a young monk looking at him in astonishment.

"Hmm-"

"I didn't die with a single blow, it seems that the weapon in your hand is not ordinary!"

Liang Bo looked at the dagger with a missing corner slightly, and was secretly shocked in the center: "It seems that this dagger is said to be a defective product of a spiritual weapon, but it is still very different from a real spiritual weapon." ”

"Boy, my sect has a rule, since you are not dead, I will no longer attack you. ”

"But if you still don't know how to advance and retreat and try to kill Zhao Jin, then don't blame me for being unkind. The young monk said sharply.

Liang Bo's eyebrows squeezed into Sichuan characters, a hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, and if he doesn't know what to do, then he will really die.

In my heart, I was faintly afraid of the young monk's casual blow, and then I knew that there was a world of difference between the quenching period and the qi refining period.

"Let's go!"

Without a word, Liang Bo knew that if it weren't for the fact that Qiu Hunt had so many people from the sect watching, he would already be a corpse by now.

"You want to leave the person who killed me, it's not that easy!"

I saw Zhao Jin angrily pulling out the arrow at the sky.

"Boom-boom-"

"Run!"

Thirty-six strategies are the best policy, who knows that the Zhao family brought a few teams this time, Liang Bo went into the dense forest without looking back, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

"Thank you for your help, deacon, and I haven't asked the benefactor for advice. Zhao Jin saluted respectfully.

"The benefactor is not counted, I am your uncle Zhao Li, and I hugged you when you were a child. ”

Zhao Jin was full of surprise and bowed his head: "Please also ask Uncle Li to make the decision for me, I won't kill that thief, it's hard to swallow this evil breath in my heart." ”

"No, but I can track it down for you, the kid won't get far. ”

Zhao Jin said goodbye happily, looking at the direction Liang Bo was running with a gloomy expression, not knowing what to think.

Liang Bo ran for several miles, and saw that the trees were getting denser and denser, and there was no sign of human activity. But I always felt like a man on my back, and I didn't dare to stay at all.

The deeper he went into the forest, the more dangerous it became, and he had avoided several potential dangers, and his instinct told him that he could not go deeper now.

But Liang Bo couldn't help but move forward, because the hairs on his back erection neck still came with a chill.

"Whew-"

There was an earth-shattering roar, and the surrounding trees rattled.

Liang Bo stopped his body, and the chill on his back disappeared in this instant.

Frightened eyes stared in the direction from which the voice came.

"Woo-woo-"

"Boom, boom—"

I saw that in the depths of the dense forest, all kinds of monsters of different colors were gushing out. There are first-order ones, second-order ones, and even fourth-order ones.

Liang Bo jumped up to the treetops with a spirit, trying to reduce his breathing and hide his figure.