The guard had just come over, and at this moment, a situation that no one expected happened. Suddenly, Zhou Bo raised his palm and threw it on the guard's face with a bang. The face immediately became swollen.

With a slap, the guard's body was almost thrown out directly.

This action shocked the other guards around him, all of whom were full of horror, and subconsciously raised the weapons in their hands and immediately surrounded Zhou Bo. However, Zhou Bo didn't care about this situation, and seemed to have no sense of the weapons in the hands of the guards. He took a step forward and stepped on the guard's chest. The unlucky guy was just about to get up, because of Zhou Bo's kick, he immediately lay on the ground again.

"Damn it, do you know who I am? You dare to stop me and don't want to live?" A gloomy voice came from Zhou Bo's mouth. A sudden murderous intent was on his body, and the cold power even made the temperature around him drop unprecedentedly in a moment.

The guard, who was trembling involuntarily, breathing rapidly, his face flushed. Just under Zhou Bo's hat, the guard seemed to be able to feel a deep murderous intent. The guard knew that if he... if he continued to disobey the guy in front of him, this guy... would really kill people.

No matter where it is, even the world will be the same. This world is always a world where the strong prey on the weak. Yes, in this world, only strong strength can one gain respect. I am just a small guard. If I really die here, it will be in vain. No one will be sad for me. And no one will stand up for me.

My throat kept wriggling, and no one wanted to die, even if it wasn't really death.

However, no one wants to bear that feeling, no one wants it.

Involuntarily, the guard's head quietly dropped: "Sorry, I'm reckless, I hope you forgive me..."

snort!

With a cold snorkeling, Zhou Bo seemed to have a slightly dissipated, and he withdrew his soles. He glanced at the guards around him: "Get out of here..."

With a swing of his palm, a strong wind whistled past, directly shaking the guards away. Then Zhou Bo walked towards the palace with a swagger, while walking, muttering in his mouth: "Damn it, I think I'm new, can you bully me?"

This sentence made the guard sweat and fucked. Feelings are new to him, and he wants to establish his authority... Unlucky, I am really too unlucky, I am not bullying this guy, but I am new to him. Besides, if I can enter the main hall, at least I am first-class masters, and no one can be afforded by him. How can I bully you? It is better not to be bullied.

This guy, the new guy, thought he was deliberately blocking him, so... this time he was considered unlucky. I guess this guy, the new guy, didn't know the rules here. Everyone needs to verify his identity when entering the main hall. Poor, the guard now doesn't have the courage to continue to check, otherwise, his life would definitely be over and no one could stop him.

Pitiful!

After successfully mingling into the main hall, Zhou Bo couldn't help but admire his wit. Those who were not strong were mostly guys who were greedy for life and fear death, bullying the weak and the strong, pretending to be quite angry, which was enough to make these people frightened. In this way, the so-called identity verification would probably be exempted. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to verify it myself, and I wouldn't know that there was this one there.

After entering the main hall, Zhou Bo breathed a little relieved, looked around, his body unfolded, and his whole body seemed like a phantom, and he quickly moved through. The place Zhou Bo chose was quite mysterious, basically in dark corners where there was no one. Even if he made any noise here, no one would notice it.

"Cao, so many Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect have defected to the World Association. I really couldn't imagine..." Through the window, I looked inside. There was a martial arts hall, and dozens of players were practicing a formation. Although I couldn't tell the identity of these players themselves, that formation was undoubtedly the Tiangang Beidou Formation of Quanzhen Sect. Unexpectedly, this formation is no longer unique to the Quanzhen Sect. With the departure of these players, it has been spread to the World Association.

That's not all. On the other end, a large group of players were rehearsing another sword formation, the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation. This is the unique skill of the Wudang Sect, and it was actually brought over by the Tianxiahui. As those players left, the flow of martial arts in the soul world was rapidly moving. At this moment, although Tianxiahui paid a lot of things, he got more.

Tiangang Beidou Formation, Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation, Front and Reverse Sword Formation, Eighteen Bronze Man Formation...

They are all very clever formations, with super powerful power, so these people naturally cannot exert the power of Quanzhen. However, they are also decent when practicing. They should be more than enough to deal with a master with a level of strength than their own. These formations alone are a considerable income for the World Association.

"First-class expert..." When he came to another hall, he looked inside, and Zhou Bo withdrew his gaze.

All of them are top-notch masters, and each of them is very good at strength. A large group of top-notch masters are confirming their own strengths and seemingly practicing.

After a rough count, there are at least 300 people... and there are not many such halls nearby, probably no less than twenty. If you count them, the number of this kind of master is almost tens of thousands. The strength of this world club is really not to be underestimated. He has collected so many masters in such a short time.

However, although these people are good at strength, they are not yet at the point where Zhou Bo has to worry about it. At first glance, these halls are places for ordinary masters to practice. Behind them, there are places like villas. Those places are probably the places where real masters live or practice, and those places are Zhou Bo’s goal.
Chapter completed!