The system prompt sounds sounded at the right time.

Even without this system prompt, Zhou Bo knew that the visitor was not good. There is no doubt that this is a real master. Judging from the body movement alone, it is quite good. Even if he practiced the lightness skill of flying eaves and walls that surpassed the Shadowless Phantom Foot, his body movement may not be as good as this guy.

I don’t know which master in the Qingcheng Sect came this time!

The ninth disciple was killed by himself, and basically did not have much strength to fight back, although the moves he used were a little more insidious. As for the third brother, he seemed to be killed by himself in one go, and he was the least worthy one to die... Judging from the strength of this man, he should not be under the Chaos Star. He is strong, so he should be the top three master of the Qingcheng Sect. The third brother has seen him, that is to say, this guy is either the eldest or the second brother.

I looked around and found that there were players from Qingcheng Sect around me. Here, I didn’t need to bother with this guy. If I shouted, wouldn’t I be surrounded by thousands of troops? Although it seemed that I was a little judged by the heart of a villain, it seemed that Qingcheng Sect was not a gentleman either.

With a cold snorting, Zhou Bo's body flew backwards and traveled directly into the jungle.

"If you want to leave? It's not that easy!" Qing Ming's face showed a trace of hideousness. This guy ran away when he saw him, clearly not as strong as him, and there was only one person. Could it be that he wanted to go over and meet his companions? He just wanted to leave? It's not that simple.

With a cold snorkeling, Qingming's body was like a kangaroo, constantly jumping and moving forward on the ground... Poor kid, there are many masters of light skills in the game now, but there are not many who can fly all over the sky in martial arts novels.

The pace was only a few meters away, and Qingming was chasing him very quickly. After more than ten seconds, he had already entered the range of the jungle.

After arriving here, Qingming's steps stopped suddenly, and there was silence around him. The dense trees blocked his sight and could no longer see where that guy was.

Silently, there was no sound in my ears.

Damn, this guy must have not run far, he must have been waiting behind a big tree for the opportunity to attack. Otherwise, that guy's actions would definitely not be able to escape his gaze.

The body kept spinning in the jungle, watching the surroundings, guarding against Zhou Bo's sneak attack, and moving slowly to a big tree.

Hurry!

At this moment, a sound of leaves blowing by the breeze came from above my head.

Qing Ming's face changed slightly, and his head suddenly raised. At some point, a huge object in the sky, a huge black shadow had fallen from the sky and was smashing down at him.

Damn, this guy actually climbed onto a tree and wanted to kill him. Looking at his huge body, there is really this possibility... he almost fell into Dao'er. It's a pity that this kid is a little too young. How could he escape his perception with such a big noise?

The lightness exercises were unfolding, and his body quickly retreated, and his back was against a big tree, and he finally stopped.

With a thud, the ground trembled slightly. The poor guy fell to the ground and wanted to use Taishan to press the top, but he didn't expect that he was discovered by the other party.

He didn't move at all, and was so huge that he fell down just like a tall tree. There was no movement for a long time. It was conceivable how miserable this guy was thrown.

No...the wrong look!

Qing Ming's face was stunned and immediately reacted. Although the sound of falling down seemed very loud, there was no trace of blood flowing out. Moreover, the body wrapped in black clothes did not even look like the body of the same human being. What's going on?

Not good, I've been fooled!

Qing Ming's face changed wildly, and Wuying's feet were about to unfold, when a shrill roar of wind suddenly came from above his head.

Heart-breaking palm!

Bang!

A pair of iron palms suddenly shot down from the top of his head and directly imprinted on Qing Ming's head. A crisp sound and thick palm force penetrated the strong skull. The brain inside turned into a tofu brain in almost an instant.

Snap instantly!

Qingming's corpse fell silently to the ground, without any movement. Qingming didn't know how he died until he died.

Calculation!

This is another power of Zhou Bo, a power that has nothing to do with his own cultivation.

As a private detective, this is a very risky profession. Not only do you have to perfectly take pictures of what you want, but you cannot be discovered by the target, but you also have to ensure your absolute safety. Cough cough, of course, the most important thing is to find a suitable person to peep... No, it is photography, and even if you make some small moves when you see exciting things... In short, this is not just a profession that requires physical labor, but the test of the mind is even more terrifying.

Perfect calculations. Every time you go out to work, Zhou Bo must examine the route and formulate perfect plans and perfect routes to ensure that everything is foolproof. He even has to guess the target's psychological activities based on the target's personality and ensure how to install a camera so that he will not be suspected by the target.

In short, although it is said that people who do this are not people, this industry is really not something that ordinary people can do.

This time, it is no exception.

This jungle provided Zhou Bo with natural guarantees. Based on step-by-step consideration, Zhou Bo calculated a series of combat plans.

First of all, the other party is a senior leader of the Qingcheng Sect, and he is arrogant and even if he knows that he is ambushing here, he will never escape. Secondly, this is a master with strong strength and is within the sphere of influence of the Qingcheng Sect. The longer it takes, the more unfavorable it will be for him. You must fight and decide quickly.

It was this short opportunity that Zhou Bo designated a plan. After entering the jungle, he quickly took out one piece and wrapped two large stones, placed them on a tree branch to ensure that the stones did not break. Then he climbed onto another big tree opposite, just enough to reach the branches that the tree was exploring. Once Qingming entered the scope of the mechanism, he would immediately pull the branches. At the same time, he would attract attention, and the clothes wrapped in two huge stones would smash down.

Of course, this level of attack will definitely not kill Qing Ming, but at this time, Qing Ming will definitely subconsciously choose to retreat. This is the most normal reaction for a person in a crisis. The retreat is under the big tree where Zhou Bo is really located, and Zhou Bo is able to take advantage of the situation to launch a sneak attack. At this time, Qing Ming's eyes were attracted by the dummy, and his sneak attack success rate was greatly increased. These plans were formed almost in the blink of an eye, and there was still a certain amount of time to implement the plan. In this regard, if the Yin Ren was, Zhou Bo was definitely a master.

Of course, Zhou Bo is not a magician. He cannot calculate Qing Ming's footsteps and cannot ensure that the plan will work.

This is just a matter of chance. If Qingming stepped on this place, Zhou Bo would choose to attack. If he did not step on this place, then face-to-face hard fighting will become the only choice. But now it seems that Qingming is quite obedient.

If you can attack sneakily, you will never hit the other side directly. If you can kill the opponent in anger, you will never be able to kill him half-death.

Perhaps to others, this seems a bit despicable, but to Zhou Bo, what is despicable? Can it be eaten?

Poor Qing Ming was already killed by Zhou Bo, a despicable guy.
Chapter completed!