~.-~      "Stop being proud, isn't this the old man who was surrounded by you all over the place? He hasn't reached the end yet.-Who is the one who wants you to die first?" As he said that, Song Bo half-squatted and put the knife under his left rib. His right arm almost hugged his body.

"Brothers, let's not worry about him. Let's kill Song Bo and go back to get the bonus." The leader saw that Song Bo was surrounded and was ready to urge him to kill the people on his side one by one. He simply gave an order to attack at the same time. He felt that Song's posture had a very dangerous aura. Yes, this feeling was very dangerous, as if he was being forced by a knife.

"Kill" the four people shouted at the same time, and raised the knife over their heads and slashed it hard towards Song Bo. But when the knife was halfway through, the four people stopped moving at the same time. Because they were dead when the four people were lifted up. Because Song Bo had no intention of killing the four people one by one at the beginning, and his starting posture was Yuan Wu's starting posture. When the four people shouted and raised the knife, a light of the sword streaked across their chests. The four people died in one go.

After Song Bo swung this knife, he stood up straight and gasped. Sweat in his head had already come out. The knife just now almost used all of Song Bo's strength. When using that one, he had to concentrate, push his feet to the ground, and half twist his waist and swing his shoulders. The whole force was transmitted from the ground to the waist and then to the shoulders. Then there was a whip in his right hand and passed all the strength to the blade. Then there was a 450-degree turn knife. As a result, all four people were killed in a week. This move was the most powerful of the four moves Song Bo used. The first move was to take advantage of the situation and lead a thousand pounds, and train his eyesight and speed. Ordinary masters could do it. The second move was to enter the blade with empty hands, but it was only half of it. Basically, the first move was to transform the first move without any special highlights. The third move was different.

The third move is to throw the entire knife into the air. People who can shake left and right can basically have secrets and have been strictly trained. People who are not smart can't learn this move, and this move is almost an incredible move. And the last move is not something that can be completed by training. It requires perfect flexibility, strong explosive power, almost perfect whole body coordination. The toughness of the body must be perfect. These things are already chosen by everyone. It can be imagined how rare it is to compact and concentrate them into a human body. It also requires strict training. This move is impossible to train before the age of 14, which will hurt the body. In fact, many martial arts are not suitable for training before the age of 12 or 13. The so-called martial arts practiced earlier, the better is actually a deceptive saying.

When all this is a little concentrated behind a person, and with secret training, it forms that perfect round dance. One move kills his enemies for a week, but it consumes a lot of energy.

And Song Bo's small trumpet is not small now. When he was breathing, "No, great. It's indeed a first-rate sword technique, with such powerful power. It's really not simple. Are you really 17 years old? Why don't I believe it? You know that I was still practicing drawing swords when you were at your age. &&" A voice that was ignorant sounded behind Song Bo. When Song Bo heard it, he smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, it was so fast that the eight people delayed the time task in less than two minutes was completed? It was so depressing. Although Song Bo said that more than ten years have passed, Song Bo's face still looks the same. Most people who don't understand the situation will think that Song Bo is only seventeen years old. But Song Bo is definitely not such a simple person. Because his real age is no longer possible.

"Who are you? Are they waiting for that person after delaying time? Haha. Those guys are so stupid. They actually wait for a woman. It's really damn. You know, the Nine-grade Zhongzheng system has long been outdated. Someone remembers that there were 2nd-grade masters in our family!! It's really unhappy. What do you want to do? To kill me? I'm so blunt. You're still too young." Song Bo sat down after seeing that person. Because behind him was a woman. And a very gentle woman. A woman with a waist like a willow, a woman with three steps. This woman walked towards Song Bo with coquettish steps. She looked like Song Bo's lover.

"Little brother, you are really amazing. You should know that those eight people are my most capable subordinates of sister. All eight people are 5th-grade warriors. Unexpectedly, after meeting you, you would kill four of them with one knife, like cutting vegetables and kill them all. You are so amazing." Although he was talking about the bloody thing about killing people, the gentle voice and sweet voice made it very comfortable to say about this. It was like talking about another sweet love. It was really unpleasant. Of course, Song Bo would not care about these things. He was already past the age of seeing a woman change his face.

"Oh? Are they 5th-grade warriors? Damn, brother. Brother is a businessman, not a samurai. And those damn ninth-grade Zhongzheng system do not exist at all. So you have nothing to show off at all. It's just a bunch of garbage." Song Bo glanced at this beauty. This woman was really beautiful. She had very beautiful facial features and white skin. The cutest thing was that she had a very small mole on the corner of her mouth. She looked playful and erotic. This was simply the goddess in the minds of most men. But Song Bo was a tall, rich and handsome man with his name. How could he return to these things?

"Of course, I was rated as a fifth-rank warrior a year ago. Yes, a fifth-rank warrior. Humph, who said that the Nine-rank Zhongzheng system is not suitable? Tell you that this is left by the Han ancestors. It is definitely not something that can disappear if you disappear! This fifth-rank has real materials. It is definitely not something that can be obtained by just writing a few poems and songs like a literati. Haha, the beauty smiled and the flowers were trembling. The fragrance was soaring. It was obvious that this woman was still living in the Jin Dynasty! She was thinking about the messy ancient rules in her head.

Song Bo frowned and frowned his nose and said disgustingly: "If you can't apply fragrant powder, don't use it randomly. Your current taste is as annoying as a vulgar prostitute. I have seen many women like you. They are simply a vulgar woman. There is no idea about normal people at all!"

"You, what did you say?" The beauty's face became the same as the pig's liver. However, it was just invisible to cover it under the thick powder. After the woman's powder was touched too thick, she was no longer an ordinary woman. He was just a thick-skinned woman! A person who could do everything.

"I'm talking about you, the thick makeup on your face is like a vulgar and inequality prostitute. That's right. You're just a vulgar woman. You're the kind of woman who can live a night with just a few copper plates. You're not a coquettish and beautiful woman like you think about. Do you hear it clearly now? If you hear it clearly, knock off all the makeup on your face. It's really ugly, ugly girl!" Song Bo was very angry. That woman is really vulgar and has a trick!

I'm not angry. I'll be angry and you'll be yours. I'm an elegant lady. Hahahahaha." As he said that, he didn't know where to turn a folding fan and blocked his mouth and laughed wildly. It seemed like he was really a hypocritical lady.

"Ah, ugly girl, you came here to tell me, did I kill those eight rank fifth-rank warriors? This is too boring." You can understand Song Bo's psychology by speaking.

"You, dare you to call me an ugly girl? I must teach you a lesson." The woman got angry, and the thick-faced powder began to crack. And some of the powder pieces began to fall. Song Bo thought maliciously: "I don't know how many ants will be killed."

"You are scolding you, you are just an ugly woman. You actually say these things! You still want my life and I really don't know if you should say you are stupid or you are so stupid. Hahahaha." Song Bo immediately stood up straight and looked at the woman and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Xiaojiahuo, do you think I will be relieved of your strength?" The woman smiled proudly, tilting her head, as if she was an idiot.

"Haha, silly woman. Do you really think I can't see that you have stronger strength? But you are too self-righteous. It's just that with this little strength. Do you want to solve me with this little thing? You'd better give the mastermind behind you now, brother, I will leave you a whole body. Don't worry. I'm very trustworthy. Who doesn't know the credit of the Song family?" Song Bo looked at the woman opposite him jokingly. He just wanted to anger the other party to death. Who made him so bored?

"Oh? Is that right? How do you know my strength?" The woman also looked at Song Bo with a teasing look.

"Haha, who doesn't know that Jianghu is known as the gentle and soft-knife Mei Niang! It's rumored that she dressed like a vulgar prostitute. It seems right, your dress is like this. It's so vulgar. I don't look like a good person at all!" Song Bo said seriously about his judgment. Of course, his judgment was very correct. Everyone in the martial arts world knows that Wenru Yi Niang is not a good person. He seduces others everywhere. From ninety to three years old, as long as he is a man, she seduces a female thief who picks flowers.

"You dare to scold me? You are simply seeking death. I will never let you go. Just watch. I make you regret giving birth!" Mei Niang, who had been talking for a long time, finally pulled out a knife from somewhere and slashed at Song Bo as light as a feather...

The light knife was like the breeze of October. It was hard to check. If it weren't for seeing such a knife, Song Bo would have thought he was not awake and was hysterical.

After all, Song Bo is Song Bo, who knows first-rate martial arts. With a move of Su Qin's sword, he placed his ring-headed sword in a very timely manner on the blade of the gentle sword.

"Danglang" is deafening. The sound of two collisions is simply a thunderous sound. It suddenly sounded in Song Bo's ears.

Song Bo rolled on the spot and removed the power of the knife while avoiding Mei Niang's second attack.

"Wow, you woman is really hard to guard against. Is this your legendary gentle knife? But that's it. I don't know what kind of luck you have left was rated as a second-grade skill. It's really enviable." Song Bo glanced at Mei Niang after saying that, obviously it meant that you used any means you shouldn't have made your martial arts rated as a second-grade one?

"Your kid is really poisonous. Humph, I haven't used my skills yet, so you're waiting to die." Although he said this, neither of them moved. Because the first sword had just passed, both of them knew each other a little. They knew that they could not take action rashly. The master fought with one move and killed him. They absolutely negligently must not waste the other party. They consumed their patience until the anxious party made a mistake.

"Old woman, do you think you are so old and still my opponent? Your second-rank was evaluated twenty years ago, and you should have regressed a lot now?" Song Bo smiled. He was basically sarcastic and sarcastic. No matter what, he couldn't make the other party feel comfortable.

"You little boy, I dare to spend this fun. I won't watch you pull your skin and tug your tendons for a while." Mei Niang said harsh words, but she couldn't tell at all the angry expressions from her expressions. It seemed that the person Song Bo was scolding was not her, and he did not grit his teeth and scolded him back, but was flirting like two lovers. He smiled and looked at the enemy opposite with those apricot kernel eyes. Only the ruthless light in his eyes from time to time could he see that she wanted to peel off the person opposite at all times.

"Haha, I just said you are not a match, and I will take action later. If I had moved long ago, I said, Mrs. Min, did I throw your grandson into a well or burn your house? Do you hate me so much?" Song Bo asked, and his eyes glanced around from time to time.

"Oh, are you still so capable? Sister, I don't have a grandson, so if I have it, it's your son, right?" Mei Niang took a deep breath, her mood became more stable. She didn't even say harsh words.

"That's to burn your house? Then you must have found the wrong person. I won't play with fire, and the kids are playing with fire and peeing on the kang." Song Bo searched for a long time but couldn't find a real suitable place to escape. He took a deep breath and began to tease Mei Niang calmly.

"Oh? Do you still know how to play with the fire and pee? Then do you know that you are roasting the fire now?" Mei Niang looked at Song Bo with a smile.

"Have you decided to tell me the master behind you?" Song Bo said as he took a step forward naturally.

"Do you think it's possible?" Mei Niang put away her previous smile and looked at Song Bo with a serious look.

"If you don't say it, I'll hit you until you say it." Song Bo suddenly jumped forward as soon as he spoke. He slashed horizontally. "When" Mei Niang blocked the knife to the right to block Song Bo's slash, then floated backwards. To be continued...

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Chapter completed!