The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 112 Trap
manor.

Xiao Jun, who was about to rush to support, suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing from his back. Before he had time to think about it, he made a second effort in the air, kicked behind him with a roundabout kick, and at the same time turned around and retreated quickly!

What the hell!

The moment Xiao Jun turned around, he couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart, because the man behind him who attacked him was actually holding a machete with a cold light in his hand, and was slashing at his ankle!

Xiao Jun didn't have time to think about it, he hastily withdrew his half-stretched leg, and at the same time kicked out his other foot suddenly, and instantly stepped on the opponent's blade, using his strength to bounce back, and then turned to face the sound. The direction from which he came rushed again.

It seemed that from the moment they entered the manor, they had been ambushed by each other.

Now Xiao Jun can be sure that this is indeed a trap.

Under Xiao Jun's kick, the sneak attacking killer in black flew backward involuntarily and fell to the ground.

But if you think that you can support Bao and Feng now, you are very wrong!
The moment Xiao Jun jumped up again, there was a sudden sound of piercing in the darkness, and countless sharp arrows came towards him, covering the sky and covering the earth!
Xiao Jun was shocked, hurriedly withdrew his momentum, and backed away with all his strength!

But at the same time, the assassin who was repelled just now had already been killed once, and the scimitar in his hand stabbed fiercely at Xiao Jun's back!
Flank back and forth!Perfect!It was as if it was specially prepared for Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun felt the chill coming from behind again, and before he had time to think, his body suddenly spun in the air, strangely avoiding the attack of the black-clothed killer behind him, and took the scimitar from the killer's hand, and then circled around Arrived behind the killer in black.

The killer in black was still stunned, but countless sharp arrows had already struck like lightning!

Amidst the screams, the killer in black was instantly shot into a hornet's nest by the sharp arrows shot by his own people!He fell heavily to the ground, and this time, he couldn't get up again.

But another strange thing has happened quietly, Xiao Jun who had circled behind the black-clothed killer suddenly disappeared!
Disappeared out of thin air!
Immediately afterwards, a bright light flashed, and a bloodthirsty scimitar appeared like lightning, spinning and flying towards the bushes where the sharp arrow shot just now!
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of screams one after another!Then I saw people falling down in the bushes!Someone has jumped out of the bushes, trying to escape, but it's too late!
A scimitar cut all the archers hidden in the bushes to the ground with lightning speed, killing them with one blow!

The moment the scimitar fell to the ground, a gray figure appeared on the wall behind the archers.

Xiao Jun didn't know when he got behind the archers.

The killer in black was shot by his own arrows, but the archers were beheaded by his own knives.

Xiao Jun glanced coldly, and once again swept towards the direction of the fighting sound.

This is his third killing ring!But this time, it is destined to be extraordinary.

"Third brother! Are you okay?!"

Feng Boxi repelled the three black-clothed killers, took advantage of the gap to glance at Bao in different directions, and asked loudly while breathing heavily.

"It's okay, I can't die yet!"

Bao BuTong half-knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, the blood was continuously flowing out from the wound on his lower abdomen.

"I'm holding on here, you go and ask the Lord for help!"

Feng Bo glared fiercely at the dozen or so men in black in front of him, and said in a deep voice.The hand holding the knife kept shaking. Although he was still acting tough, his condition was not much better than that of Bao Different. He was also covered in scars and blood.

"I'm afraid it's too late. Just now I heard that the Lord's side seems to be in an ambush!"

Bao BuTong shook his head and said.

Hearing Bao BuTong's words, Feng BoE's heart sank, but his eyes were still fixed on the black-clothed killer opposite, with no intention of retreating.

More than a dozen killers in black, each holding a machete, are staring at Bao and Feng coldly, with cold eyes and murderous intent.

On the ground, the bodies of several black-clothed killers were already lying in a pool of blood. It was the result of Bao and Feng's desperate efforts, but there were indeed too many enemies, and both of them were seriously injured.

Bao and Feng both knew in their hearts at this moment that they might not make it through tonight, but they still didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, instead they felt a little relieved.

Perhaps, this day should have come long ago, and it can be regarded as a relief.

At this moment, more than a dozen black-clothed killers suddenly stopped probing, and rushed over in a swarm. A dozen scimitars flashed with cold light, and they all greeted Feng Bo'e's body.

"Third Brother! I, Old Feng, will take the first step!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Bo'e had rushed out again, holding the knife tightly in his hand, and slashed at the nearest enemy.

The turmoil at this moment was evil, and there was a smile on his face.

Determination to die!
"I come!"

At this moment, suddenly a gray figure flashed, stopped in front of Feng Bo'e in an instant, and rushed into the crowd of black-clothed killers like a ghost while shouting sharply!
At the same time, the screams were loud!One after another, the killers in black fell into a pool of blood, and there was no time to resist!
Xiao Jun!

Fortunately, arrived in time.

Between the swings of fists and feet, gusts of wind were brought up, and seven or eight black-clothed killers were knocked down in the blink of an eye!
Tianshan Liuyang Palm, Tianshan Zhemeishou, Arhat Boxing, pirated Shaolin 72 stunts, all kinds of martial arts moves emerge in endlessly and change endlessly. The black-clothed killers have no time to resist, and they are completely unable to determine what Xiao Jun's next move will be .

After a long time, all the black-clothed killers had fallen, and only Xiao Jun was left standing there covered in blood.

The gray monk's robe had already been dyed blood red at this time.

Seeing Xiao Jun standing between the blood and corpses like a god, Bao BuTong and Feng BoE were stunned, and an indescribable awe rose in his heart.

saved.

Feng Bo'e and Bao BuTong breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and sat slumped on the ground with a surviving smile on their faces.

But Xiao Jun didn't turn around and leave, but squinted his eyes, staring closely at the opposite darkness, clenched his fists.

He felt a trace of murderous intent that he had never felt before, slowly coming from the darkness, and it was getting closer and stronger to him.

There are also enemies, and compared with those killers just now, they are so different!
Finally, a hazy black figure slowly came out from the darkness, it was an old man in purple clothes with his face covered, with a sword on his back, a sword that Xiao Jun looked very familiar with but couldn't remember .

The two of them were ten meters apart, and they all stood still, looking at each other coldly.

A murderous air gradually spread in the manor, filled with a strong breath of death.

The real battle seems to have just begun.

(End of this chapter)