The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 162
Shangjing.

Hiding in the courtyard.

"No matter what your reason is, in short, you shouldn't come today. I might let you go if you come at other times, but whoever blocks my way today will die!"

Xiao Jun looked at the old man in black who had drawn his sword coldly, and said expressionlessly.

"I want to see if the famous Holy Lord of Tianmen is as powerful as in the legend!"

The black-robed old man said with a sneer, before he finished his words, he rushed towards Xiao Jun like lightning, swung the long sword in his hand vigorously, and came at the waist, as if he wanted to cut Xiao Jun into two pieces with one sword!
Xiao Jun stopped talking nonsense, held his breath, and looked coldly at the black-robed old man who was getting closer and closer to him.At the moment when the long sword was about to touch his clothes, the whole person suddenly retreated like lightning.

Quiet like a virgin, move like a rabbit!
The black-robed old man only felt a flash of a figure in front of him, and Xiao Jun had retreated a few feet away in an instant, at a very fast speed.I saw him snorting coldly, and rushed out again, with the same move, still slashing towards Xiao Jun's waist, even faster!

But Xiao Jun didn't plan to retreat anymore, just when the black-robed old man rushed towards him again, he exerted force under his feet, and he had already greeted him like lightning!
At the moment when the human swords meet, suddenly the figure flashes, and then Xiao Jun has disappeared under the blade of the sword, he leaps into the air, and slaps the black-robed old man's sky with his head and feet. spirit!

The speed of the move is like a white horse passing by!

The black-robed old man was shocked, he had no time to dodge, he hastily withdrew his long sword, and used the blade to block his own spirit!

There was a deafening crash, which lasted for a long time!

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Jun took advantage of the situation and turned over, his body spinning in the air, and kicked the black-robed old man's chest.

There was a scream, followed by a mouthful of blood, and the black-robed old man staggered back a few feet away, his long sword stood upside down on the ground, drawing a long mark, and then he stabilized his figure , can make the already ashes.

Xiao Jun used all his strength in the two moves just now, which directly injured the internal organs of the black-robed old man.

The old man raised his head in horror and looked at Xiao Jun who had slowly landed on the ground, his expression getting worse and worse. He never expected that Xiao Jun's strength was really so terrifying.

It seems that the tragedy of Moyun Mountain is not an accident, he really has this ability.

The black-robed old man stared at Xiao Jun, and couldn't help thinking.

"Now, do you still think you can get revenge?"

Xiao Jun stared coldly into the eyes of the black-robed old man, and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing Xiao Jun's undisguised ridicule, the black-robed old man's face sank since then, but he was speechless.

In the face of absolute strength, all excuses and harsh words will appear pale and ridiculous.

"My blood family has no grievances with you, why do you want to kill our people again and again!?"

The old man in black glared at Xiao Jun, gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"It's you who have been forcing me to take action, so you can't blame me!"

While talking, Xiao Jun took the initiative to walk over to the black-robed old man again. Nearly [-]% of his skills had been gathered in his right palm, and he planned to end this meaningless fight with one palm.

Just as Xiao Jun strode towards the black-robed old man, the black-robed old man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood again, directly onto the long sword.

Immediately afterwards, the ugly long sword in Xiao Jun's eyes suddenly trembled, and the entire blade instantly turned crimson!
"what!"

The black-robed old man snarled, his body stiffened, and he rushed towards Xiao Jun again, swinging the long sword in his hand again!Take Xiao Jun's throat straight!

Xiao Jun was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help frowning, and then he felt a strong smell of blood coming to his nostrils, and the pungent smell made him unable to help his blood surge, and his stomach felt nauseous for a while.

Xiao Jun didn't dare to be careless, he withdrew the true energy condensed on his right palm, and swept back!

With Xiao Jun's quick dodge, a fiery sword energy almost brushed Xiao Jun's chest and flashed past, and a hot and tingling sensation came from Xiao Jun's chest in an instant.

Seeing that Xiao Jun was forced to retreat, the old man in black robe seemed unwilling to give up, and chased after him again. The scarlet long sword in his hand swung out again, and also slashed at Xiao Jun's throat!The speed seems to be faster!

Xiao Jun snorted coldly, twisted his waist, kicked out two feet quickly, and kicked the long sword like lightning!

Following two crisp sounds, Xiao Jun turned around and rushed towards the black-robed old man, and finally swung his right palm out, straight for the black-robed old man's face!
The old man in black robe had no time to react, and instinctively withdrew his sword to block, but it was already too late, Xiao Jun was really too fast!Before he could take back his sword, Xiao Jun's right palm had already attacked!

A muffled groan came, and Xiao Jun's right palm had already hit the sword-holding wrist of the old man in black!If it wasn't for the quick reaction of the black-robed old man, this palm had already hit his face!

Immediately afterwards, the old man in black robe flew backwards, and the long sword flew out of his hand!

After the black-robed old man landed far away, his body rolled twice on the ground, spitting blood, he didn't bother to hold the sword, turned around and fled towards the wall, like a fleeing mouse.

The seriously wounded man in black fled, even abandoning his own sword.

With a sneer on the corner of Xiao Jun's mouth, he didn't pursue him. He had more important things to do.

Seeing the strange long sword that fell slowly and penetrated into the ground at this time, Xiao Jun couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

It's just right, save his life, and when we meet again in the future, ask carefully to see what the relationship between the blood clan and the Longevity Gate is, and why they use the same strange sword.

"Zilong, take me to rescue Brother Qiao, everyone else stay here, protect yourself!"

Without hesitation, Xiao Jun turned around and looked at the people behind him, and said loudly.

"Yes!"

Zhao Zilong agreed, and walked towards Xiao Jun quickly.

"Holy Master! Can you go alone? My third brother and I will accompany you?"

Feng Boxi looked at Xiao Jun and said anxiously.

Xiao Jun looked at the injured Bao and Feng, and shook his head.

"You are already injured, so you should stay here. I don't know if there are blood killers in the dark. The Khitan soldiers are likely to attack here. You stay here and help the two swords of plum and bamboo to defend against the enemy! Protect them! !"

After Xiao Jun finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Yuyan who was standing at the door of the room not far away, turned around and walked out following Zhao Zilong.

"Is your injury okay?"

Xiao Jun looked at Zhao Zilong who was walking awkwardly, frowned and asked.

To be honest, if Zhao Zilong didn't come at the right time tonight, I don't know what would have happened.

"It's okay, I can't die, thank you Holy Master for caring."

Zhao Zilong replied, and continued walking outside without looking back.

But just opened the door.The scene on the street immediately made the two of them stunned in place.

On both sides of the street, the two groups happened to meet each other. They seemed to be surprised by each other's appearance. Their swords were on the verge of breaking out, and they were about to meet each other.

One group was Khitan soldiers, and the other group was none other than the Tianmen reinforcements headed by Wu Lingjun.

(End of this chapter)