The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 221 Desert Judge
Ulsan.

God knife door.

On the competition stage, the competition is still going on, but it is no longer Xue Chong from the Dragon Gang and Guan Fei from the Iron Sword Gate.

In the first competition, Guan Fei from Iron Sword Gate broke the arm of Xue Chong, the dragon gang, and won.

And soon, Guan Fei of Iron Sword Sect was also seriously injured and carried down.

As the competition gradually progressed, the winners and losers on the stage were scored more quickly, and the moves became more and more fierce. The loser was either seriously injured or disabled.

Everyone seems to have gradually figured out the rules of this martial arts conference, that is, there are no rules.

Both high and low, but also life and death.

At this time, the winner on the stage was a swordsman who claimed to be from the Hengshan Sword Sect. With a long sword in his hand, he was superb. He had won more than ten rounds in a row. It was a serious injury.

Gradually, fewer and fewer people dared to stand up and challenge, and they seemed to be a little afraid of this person's swordsmanship, as if the position of the leader of this martial arts conference had been clearly revealed.

But at this moment, a middle-aged man holding a judge's pen slowly walked onto the stage amidst everyone's astonishment.

"Who is coming!? Report your name!"

The swordsman looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and asked in a deep voice, with a hint of disdain on his face, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

"I'm Qin Xun, who has no family or faction, and I'm here to ask Your Excellency for advice."

The middle-aged man clasped his fists together and said slowly, with a calm demeanor.

"Huh! People with no background and no sect, dare to challenge? Let's make a move!"

The swordsman gave a cold snort of disdain, pointed at the long sword, and signaled the middle-aged man to make a move.

"Your Excellency, please!"

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and spoke slowly, with a seemingly relaxed smile on his face.

The swordsman frowned, as if he felt that the middle-aged man's smile was contemptuous of him, snorted coldly, stopped speaking, and suddenly rushed towards the middle-aged man, drew two sword flowers with the long sword in his hand, and stabbed directly To the middle-aged man's throat!The moves are fierce!

The middle-aged man responded calmly, and when he retreated quickly, he raised the judge's pen in his hand, parried the swordsman's long sword, and kicked the swordsman's abdomen suddenly!
The swordsman was taken aback, and hastily flipped his wrist, and the blade of the sword went down, cutting towards the middle-aged calf!

But at this moment, the middle-aged man changed his move, and his right leg was pulled back instantly, and then the judge pen in his hand directly pointed at the swordsman's chest!

The speed of changing moves is unbelievable!
The swordsman was shocked again, and he didn't have time to dodge. He hastily raised his sword and blocked it in front of his chest, as if he wanted to block the attack of the middle-aged judge's pen with his narrow sword edge, but it was obviously too late.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly deviated from the original attack route, and the judge's pen instantly touched the blade of the swordsman!

There was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and then the swordsman involuntarily took several steps back, his face turned red, and his blood surged.

The middle-aged man changed his tactics temporarily, and his subordinates showed mercy, otherwise the swordsman's chest would have been pierced by the judge's pen at this time!
Compared with those who had tried before and the swordsmen on the stage, the moves of the middle-aged man were obviously more upright, and they were more moral.

"The judge of the desert?! He is Qin Xun, the judge of the desert!"

At this moment, someone in the crowd seemed to have recognized the true identity of the middle-aged man on stage.

"Is it really Hero Qin?"

"Hero Qin?! Sure enough, he is aboveboard!"

With that exclamation, more people in the crowd recognized it and began to praise it non-stop.

Qin Xun, the judge of the desert, indeed has no background and no sect. He is a well-known chivalrous man in the desert, but he never interacts with people in the rivers and lakes. Instead, he walks in the desert, protecting the merchants and people in the desert from being harassed by horse bandits , it can be said that the safety of the desert was guarded by one person and one sum.

But the swordsman on the stage couldn't bear it anymore. Instead of being grateful for Qin Xun's mercy, he felt resentful in his heart, feeling that the other party made him look ashamed in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the swordsman made another move, and the long sword pointed directly at the center of Qin Xun's eyebrows, even faster!

Originally, Qin Xun was preparing to salute the people in the world who recognized him, but he didn't expect the swordsman to take this opportunity to make a move. He froze for a moment, hurriedly backed away, and swung his brush again to block.

But this time the swordsman seemed to have expected this move. Just when Qin Xun raised his arm, he suddenly changed his move, and the tip of the sword directly pierced Qin Xun's chest!
Following a burst of blood arrows, the long sword stabbed fiercely into Qin Xun's chest!
A muffled groan came, and the swordsman turned his wrist without hesitation, and pulled out the long sword in his hand. At the moment Qin Xun groaned and retreated, he rushed out again, his steps staggered, and the blade slashed fiercely towards Qin Xun's neck!

If this sword hits, Qin Xun will definitely die!

"Despicable and shameless!"

There was a stern shout, and then Qiao Feng rushed out of the crowd!With a wave of his right hand, he directly pushed the swordsman's long sword away with the wind of his palm, and then kicked it out, hitting the swordsman's shoulder!
Then I saw the swordsman retreating backwards involuntarily, lost his balance, staggered and almost fell.

And Qin Xun, who had a sword in his chest, couldn't help but knelt on the ground on one knee, covering his wound, his face pale.

Qiao Feng hurried forward and reached out to support Qin Xun.

"Hero Qin, are you alright?"

Qiao Feng looked at Qin Xun's injury and asked with concern.

"Thank you, Chief Qiao, for your help!"

Qin Xun looked at Qiao Feng gratefully, and said with a smile, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Come here, help Qin Daxia go down to rest."

Qiao Feng turned around and looked at the disciples of the Beggar Gang behind him, and shouted loudly.

Following the words, several disciples of the Beggar Gang hurried forward and helped Qin Xun, who was seriously injured, off the competition stage and brought him to the camp of the Beggar Gang.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Feng on the stage turned around and looked at the swordsman standing beside him, his face was instantly livid.

"People don't want to hurt you, but you don't appreciate it. Instead, you move viciously and want to take their lives! Shameless! If someone like you becomes the leader of the martial arts alliance, the world will be in chaos!"

Qiao Feng stared at the swordsman and said coldly.

"Since he is on the stage to compete, he should do his best. He is stupid and can't blame others!"

The swordsman hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said.

"Nonsense! The Martial Arts Conference was supposed to be a one-stop show, but today all the people on stage are more vicious than each other. What kind of Martial Arts Conference is this? It's more like a life-and-death competition! As the organizer, Shendaomen not only does not stop it, but condones it." , I don't know what the intention is!"

While talking, Qiao Feng turned his head to stare at the location of the Divine Knife Gate, looked at Zhuge Jin, the master of the Divine Knife Gate, and asked loudly.

After hearing Qiao Feng's words, Zhuge Jin finally stood up, looked at the crowd around her, and then slowly opened her mouth.

"Shen Dao Sect is just the organizer of the conference, not the person who sets the rules. What moves and methods are used by others, and there are so many heroes in the world, how can Shen Dao Sect manage it? Besides, even if it manages, no one may listen."

Zhuge Jin clasped her fists and said slowly, a strange light flashed in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)