"Boy, I didn't expect that you are also a martial artist, hehe, it will be even more interesting. The middle-aged man smiled, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face gradually turned a bewitching red, and it seemed that he was more excited than just now.

Seeing his action, Chen Bo's heart jumped suddenly, why is this action so familiar?

"Blood Warrior! He is a Blood Warrior!" Chen Bo was secretly shocked in his heart.

As for the statement of the blood warrior, he also read the book boredly when the Ruotong family participated in the assessment, and turned it over.

Blood warrior is the name of a special kind of martial artist, the lifespan of these martial artists is generally not too long, because they have been treated inhumanly since they were young, and they are fed specific pills, once they grow up, the power that a group of blood warriors bring to a family is immeasurable.

As long as the blood warrior sees blood, he will slowly improve his strength, that is, as long as he can't kill him in one move, he will be like a maggot attached to the bone until he grinds you to death, or he consumes the blood in his body and dies.

This kind of puppet-like battle opponent is something that no one wants to encounter.

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to be a blood warrior, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Chen Bo twitched the corners of his mouth, flattering, and at the same time scolded that boy in his heart, Lao Tzu didn't kill your family, so he threatened you a few words, as for sending blood warriors to chase and kill me, alas......

"Boy, it's a good experience, but today you are dead, hehe" The middle-aged man's face has completely turned blood red, and he looks extremely charming.

"Bloody Palm!"

Without Chen Bo speaking again, the middle-aged man slapped out with a palm, and the bright red internal energy swept out, and its power increased a lot compared to just now.

"Hmph! If you don't listen to your good words, you really don't know how to lift, then your subordinates will see the real chapter!" Chen Bo sneered, with a hint of disdain and disdain on his face, what about a blood martial artist?

"Bang!"

Chen Bo's figure flashed, and he easily dodged the attack of the middle-aged man, and then he also slapped it with one palm, and the aura burst out instantly, and the world difference between a cultivator and a martial artist was perfectly interpreted by Chen Bo at this moment.

Feeling the strong momentum on Chen Bo's body, the middle-aged man's face changed in vain.

"How strong is this kid, is he playing tricks on me?" the middle-aged man resisted stiffly, and his body retreated again.

"What is possible?" the middle-aged man once again set off a storm in his heart.

His current strength is already a half-step innate realm, and he still can't beat this kid, is this kid a genuine innate powerhouse? No, this is impossible, how can a 20-year-old innate powerhouse be possible.

"It doesn't matter what kind of black warrior or blood warrior you are, I'll give you a dry lie down, and come again!" Chen Bo sneered, and also hit a real fire, without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, he flew up and stepped out, Chen Bo actually wanted to step on the middle-aged man's face, I have to say, this idea is very bold.

"You're looking for death!"

Middle-aged people are also bloody, and Chen Bo's attack method that is close to ignoring makes his face cold, and his heart is full of anger.

The middle-aged man moved, trying to avoid Chen Bo's kick.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Chen Bo snorted disdainfully, and instantly shot out a few spirit swords, and the formless and colorless wind blade instantly came to the back of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man who had just avoided Chen Bo's attack didn't have time to be happy, and suddenly felt the cold hairs behind his back explode, and he couldn't help but think about it again, and subconsciously turned over in the air, and several spirit swords from Chen Bo hit the lamppost on the side of the road, and the iron lamppost was like a blank piece of paper, and it was cut off by the spirit sword in an instant.

"What?" The middle-aged man was frightened into a cold sweat when he saw the power of the spirit sword, if this spirit sword hit him, the consequences would ...... He didn't think his flesh was much harder than an iron pillar.

"Can you hide?" Chen Bo's ghost-like voice came into the ears of the middle-aged man, and then his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of the middle-aged man, with a step on his feet, his body drove forward, his hands grabbed the middle-aged man's hands, and his shoulders hit the middle-aged man's chest fiercely.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man's body instantly retreated, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the middle-aged man licked the blood from the corner of his mouth again, and his eyes became more excited.

"Blood Warrior, you must fight quickly!" Chen Bo's eyes were cold, and he didn't give him any chance, and then attacked in an instant.

"Huh!"

Chen Bo quickly came to the middle-aged man's side, and a seemingly ordinary black iron sword appeared in his hand.

"Ling Tian's sword!"

Chen Bo used his aura to use the strongest strength he could use, just trying to kill the middle-aged man with a single sword, and the longer he fought with the blood martial artist, the more unfavorable he would become.

"This swordsmanship, this power, how is it possible. This is the last question in the heart of the middle-aged man, but it is impossible for him to know the answer in his life.

When Bo slashed out this sword, it was as if heaven and earth were eclipsed by the cyan sword that was clearly visible.

This is no longer an ordinary sword technique, this can already be counted as a work of art.

"Ah......h

The cyan sword light exuded an aura of destruction, and instantly passed through the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man screamed miserably, and was instantly cut into two pieces.

However, this sword light did not end there, the sword light came to the mountain behind the villa in an instant with an unstoppable momentum.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound came, and the mountain was directly flattened.

As for where the sword light went, what he did, and the first killing, Chen Bo didn't have time to sigh, because the period of weakness after using Ling Tianyi's sword had already arrived.

Chen Bo lay directly on the ground, but it was much better than the last time he beat it with his body, and after resting for a while, at least he could walk by himself.

Slowly and leisurely returned to his villa, Chen Bo was glad that the boy thought that one blood warrior was enough to clean himself up, so he didn't shoot another person, otherwise, even if there was an ordinary person just now, it would be enough to control Chen Bo and die.

"Heavenly Age, how many points do you always give for my fighting skills with that Blood Martial Artist just now?" Chen Bo gasped, smiled, and asked.

"The battle just now, do you still have the heart to laugh? If you weren't a cultivator, you would have died a thousand times. Tian Lao sneered, a bucket of cold water was splashed, and Chen Bo's smile, who was still complacent, instantly froze, and his face was a little unsightly.

"I just experienced such a big battle, don't praise me, forget it, and mock me?" Chen Bo sneered in his heart, feeling that the old man was too unsympathetic.

Tian Lao, who instantly felt the thoughts in Chen Bo's heart, also smiled disdainfully, and then said, "Do you want to hear what I gave you?"

"Say it!" Chen Bo said with a calm face.

"It's worthless, it's a mess, the palm technique, the leg technique, the body technique, the spirit sword, all of them are not qualified, if you don't know how to use Ling Tian's sword, I'm afraid you have already been ground to death by him." Tian Lao smiled and said slowly.