The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 223
Ulsan.

God knife door.

On the competition stage.

I saw that Qiao Feng who shot again did not rush directly at Zhuge Jin as before, but attacked with eighteen dragon subduing palms, and the fierce force directly swept up the bluestone slabs on the competition platform, straight Run to Zhuge Jin!

Zhuge Jin immediately lowered his waist, waved the golden knife, and smashed the sweeping bluestone slabs in an instant!The golden knife exudes a dazzling light, the momentum is like a rainbow.

But then, a figure suddenly flashed, and Qiao Feng flew towards Zhuge Jin in the midst of flying stone chips, and swung his palm violently, hitting Zhuge Jin's chest!
But Zhuge Jin didn't panic, sneered, stepped back in an instant, and at the same time turned his arms around, the golden knife cut upwards at a strange angle, and went straight to Qiao Feng's lower abdomen!

The crowd onlookers under the stage suddenly exclaimed, if this knife was hit, Qiao Feng would be disembowelled immediately!
Qiao Feng was startled, he tapped the flying slate fragments a few times, and stepped back, but it was too late, he was stabbed again between the lower abdomen and the chest!

Amidst the splash of blood, Qiao Feng staggered and flew out, and accidentally fell to the ground.

At this moment, Zhuge Jin, who was holding a golden knife, had already killed him again. With a cold face and murderous eyes, he slashed at the top of Qiao Feng's head, as if he wanted to split Qiao Feng in half instantly!

What a cruel heart!

This move exceeded everyone's expectations, and no one thought that Zhuge Jin would be so ruthless.

The members of the Beggars' Clan screamed in surprise, their faces were all pale, and it was too late to step forward to rescue them.

At this moment, suddenly a figure flashed past, stronger than the wind, faster than the lightning!In the blink of an eye, they were already on the stage, and then a bright blood-red light flashed, and then there was a heart-piercing sound of metal and iron clanging!

Zhuge Jin couldn't stand still, stepped back a few steps, and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in horror.

A ragged, disheveled young beggar stood in the middle of the competition stage between Zhuge Jin and Qiao Feng, holding a shining red knife in his hand, and was looking at Zhuge Jin coldly.

Xiao Jun!

The crowd in the audience were all stunned, looking blankly at the beggar who rescued Qiao Feng at a critical moment, they didn't expect that besides helping Qiao Feng, there was such a master in the beggar gang.

Even the members of the Beggar Gang were stunned, they didn't know that there was such an unbelievable master by their side.

Zhuge Jin squinted her eyes, looking at the dirty young man who suddenly appeared in front of her, and her surprise could not be subsided for a long time.

The opponent only made one stab, but forced him back by more than one step.

However, Qiao Feng's next sentence finally resolved everyone's doubts.

"Second brother!?"

Qiao Feng looked at the young man with his back turned to him in surprise, and suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu, and hesitantly called out.

Xiao Jun turned around slowly and looked at Qiao Feng, with a long-lost smile on his face.

"Big brother!"

Xiao Jun looked at Qiao Feng, said loudly, then walked over quickly, and helped Qiao Feng up.

"It's really you, second brother? When did you come here? Why are you still dressed as everyone in my beggar gang?"

Qiao Feng looked at Xiao Jun in surprise, and kept asking.

"Brother, this matter is a long story, let's settle the matter in front of us first, and then explain it to Brother slowly."

Xiao Jun looked at Qiao Feng with a smile, and said slowly.

"well."

Qiao Feng smiled and nodded.

"Help Brother Qiao down to rest."

Xiao Jun turned his head to look at the audience and said loudly.

Bao BuTong and Feng BoE rushed up to the competition stage immediately, and carried Qiao Feng down.

"you."

Qiao Feng looked at Bao and Feng who were also dressed as beggars, and couldn't help laughing.

Bao and Feng smiled awkwardly, and quickly carried Qiao Feng down the competition arena.

"Brother, be careful, this person has weird sword skills and vicious moves, don't underestimate the enemy!"

Qiao Feng, who was carried off the competition stage, looked at Xiao Jun on the stage, and still reminded him loudly.

Nangong Wushuang stood up abruptly at the position of the Furong Sword Sect in the distance, looked at Xiao Jun who was standing on the stage, holding a broken knife in his hand, like a killing god, with a complicated expression, and glanced at the mountains in the distance, A look of worry appeared on his face.

"Miss!"

A woman in Tsing Yi who stood aside saw Nangong Wushuang's actions and hurriedly shouted in a low voice.

Nangong Wushuang turned to look at the woman in Tsing Yi blankly.

The woman in Tsing Yi frowned and shook her head slightly.

Nangong Wushuang hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down slowly, but the worry on his face became more and more obvious.

On the competition stage.

Xiao Jun turned his head and looked at Zhuge Jin again, expressionless.

He has seen such scenes of martial arts conferences on TV countless times, and he has also seen too many people who use all means in martial arts competitions to break the established rules.

But whoever this kind of person is usually not a good person.

And when he saw Zhuge Jin for the first time, he already felt that the benevolent old man in front of him, who thought he was a majestic swordsman, was not a good person.

Just like his initial guess, he always felt that this Divine Sword Sect was the minion of the Longevity Sect.

"You are Xu Zhu, the Holy Lord of Heaven Gate?!"

Zhuge Jin looked at Xiao Jun coldly, and asked in a deep voice.

"Are you from the Longevity Gate?"

Xiao Jun didn't answer Zhuge Jin's words, but asked indifferently, with no expression on his face.

After hearing Xiao Jun's words, Zhuge Jin froze for a moment, and couldn't help but frowned, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about?! I didn't expect you to sneak into the Shendaomen. Don't you know that this martial arts conference is to deal with you?"

Zhuge Jin stared into Xiao Jun's eyes, and asked slowly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"If I don't come, how do I know that the Changshengmen actually controlled the Jianghu sect? And I also included you, a sect that had disappeared from the Jianghu decades ago, under my command. Thinking about it, since decades ago, you have already Surrender to the Longevity Gate, right? It's really sad."

Xiao Jun shook his head, looked at Zhuge Jin, and said lightly.

"Don't talk nonsense! My magic knife sect is the righteous way of martial arts, how could I succumb to the evil heretics!"

Zhuge Jin frowned, glanced at the people in the audience, and lowered his voice to scold.

"If you say that, aren't you afraid that your master will kill you if he hears it?"

Xiao Jun couldn't help laughing, looked at Zhuge Jin contemptuously, and said lightly.

After hearing Xiao Jun's words, Zhuge Jin froze for a moment, and his brows frowned even deeper.

"Stop talking nonsense, since you sent it yourself, then I, Shendaomen, will rid the world of martial arts fellows of you, the scourge today!"

As Zhuge Jin said, the golden knife stood in front of his chest, his eyes were cold, and he was ready to strike.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Xiao Jun laughed suddenly, the laughter was weird, and even his shoulders couldn't help shaking, as if he heard the biggest joke in the world.

(End of this chapter)