Ninety thousand!

Damn it, when Hu Benjin reached level 96, he actually needed 90,000 experience points. This number is really terrifying! When I first started practicing, I could only get 100 experience points in an hour, but as the time to enter into meditation increases, the speed of gaining experience points is also increasing exponentially.

The nine-day meditation time allows Zhou Bo to obtain several points of experience every second. In one hour, tens of thousands of experience will be immediately available, but this speed is far from enough. If you want to upgrade, you will need several hours of hard work every time.

Moreover, this is not the most important thing. Starting from level 95, every time you upgrade your level, it seems that you will encounter an extremely difficult level and it is extremely difficult to break through.

Although his stomach was already hungry, Zhou Bo was unwilling to give up this great opportunity. This was a very rare opportunity. He had been on the ninth day. In such a good condition, he must not be wasted. Otherwise, if he wanted to enter this state again, he would not know how long it would take to get entangled.

roar……

Another hour passed, and a roar suddenly appeared, with an undepressing feeling of pleasure in the voice. The level 96 level finally broke through, and the level of Hu Benjin finally reached the level 97, and the strength advantage soared.

Immediately, the experience value began to rise rapidly again.

In a trance, Zhou Bo seemed to be able to see a beautiful tiger constantly leaping in his mind, and his agile body was full of terrifying power. The tiger, the king of all beasts, was a symbol of power.

Another day passed in a flash, and Zhou Bo still did not escape from the cultivation and was still immersed in the cultivation.

Zhang San and the others had already prepared the food. They knew that when the boss came out, these things were definitely indispensable!

"What a powerful force..." I don't know when, outside the village, there was a tall figure, dressed like a standard ancient knight, wearing a blue shirt, a bun on his head, and a long sword in his arms. His toes were slightly a little on the ground, and his body floated like a catkins, floating on the ground.

Based on this alone, we can see that this young man's qigong is definitely not very powerful.

His face was handsome, even with a hint of delicacy, but his face was filled with murderous intent, and his cold eyes contained a strong murderous intent.

Yu Yang!

Yu Yang, the chief disciple of Qingcheng Sect!

A second-rate expert, a super expert whose strength is comparable to Ma Jun... No, his strength may be more terrifying than Ma Jun. In the minds of countless Qingcheng Sect players, the existence of a god is almost the same as that of a god. The chief disciple of Qingcheng Sect, Yu Yang.

No one knows why this guy appeared in this place.

With a cold look in front of him, feeling the increasingly powerful force coming from the hut, Yu Yang's face gradually became solemn.

At this moment, Zhang San and others also saw this uninvited guest. They quickly lined up in a row, guarding Zhou Bo's that hut was practicing. They looked at Yu Yang with cold eyes. Zhang San shouted sternly: "Who is you? Why are you here?"

"Come here? Do you need to say hello to you? Get out of here..." A trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Yu Yang slowly pulled out the long sword in his arms. The cold sword edge seemed like autumn water, and the light flashed.

"Damn..." Zhang San and his wife looked at each other and knew that this was a powerful enemy in front of him, even stronger than Ma Jun. Although Zhang San and his wife's strength had made great progress after so many days of cultivation, they knew that even if they all went up, they would definitely not be the opponent of Yu Yang. The oppression this guy brought to everyone was even stronger than Ma Jun.

But the boss is in seclusion, but he didn't expect to encounter such a powerful enemy at this time. This is not good news.

Although I was a little scared, no one stepped back. They were all ready to fight. Even if I gave my life, I would never let this guy hurt my boss.

"Hmph, you are looking for death yourself, then I can't blame me..." The long sword rose lightly, and the cold sword edge pointed at the enemy in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was a smile that treated human life as a mustard of grass.

"Die... Songfeng Quick Sword..." With a cold shout, Yu Yang's body suddenly rose into the air, the sword in his hand flashed quickly, and the sword light flashed. In an instant, pale sword blades were everywhere, and a terrifying aura spread around quickly.

The same Songfeng Sword Technique is the top sword move of the Qingcheng Sect, but this move is used in Yu Yang's hands. Its destructive power is dozens of times more terrifying than a character of Qing Ming's level. It is not a level of power at all. The entire sword blade is like a hurricane, spreading rapidly around. For a moment, sword lights and sword shadows are everywhere, directly covering the bodies of thirteen bandit servants including Zhang San.

If that terrifying power is really covered, Zhang San and his wife will probably be torn to pieces immediately. That power is really too perverted.

Zhang San and the others were already full of despair. They could feel the terrifying power contained in the sword move. The terrifying power almost tear the few people to pieces.

"court death……"

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the hut.

roar……

Immediately afterwards, a tiger roar appeared instantly, and the violent energy spread like a tsunami, instantly spreading. The entire thatched hut instantly collapsed, and the sky was filled with thatched huts. At the same time, two thick pillars appeared directly from the thatched hut, swung a semicircle out of the air, and smashed it directly at Yu Yang.

The thick tree trunk, with terrifying power, flew over in the air, causing a series of harsh sounds.

Power, that is absolute power suppression.

Yu Yang's face couldn't help but change color slightly. Even Yu Yang couldn't bear the power. He quickly recycled the sword move and covered it directly at the wooden stake in front.

Crackling...

In the strange sound, the tree trunks were directly broken, turning into wood chips all over the sky, and finally slowly drifted on the ground. Immediately, a figure suddenly emerged from the wood chips all over the sky, with terrifying palm force, and his right hand directly rushed towards Yu Yang's chest.

Heart-breaking palm!

Of course Yu Yang knew that kind of power.

His face remained unchanged, and he drew a semicircle with his right hand, and then he responded with the same heart-breaking palm.

Bang!

A strange sound came from the air. Zhou Bo and Yu Yang's bodies flew backwards almost at the same time. Yu Yang's steps took two or three steps in a row and finally stopped. He was shocked in his heart that this fat man's internal strength was completely incomparable to himself. The power of the heart-destroying palm was no match for him at all, but that guy's pure physical strength was too perverted. He actually shocked himself to retreat with his physical strength alone!
Chapter completed!