The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 227
Ulsan.

God knife door.

Xiao Jun and the black-clothed swordsman, who were rushing towards each other, met in an instant, and there were bursts of gold and iron clanging in the collision of the sword and the sword. The two peerless weapons seemed to swear to cut each other in two.

The speed of the two is getting faster and faster, and the sound of the collision of knives and swords is becoming more and more intensive. In an instant, the two of them have fought dozens of moves, and the moves are thrilling. Gradually, they can't tell the difference. Who is who, because the two left only two afterimages.

A broken knife shining red, and a long sword glowing green, intertwined endlessly.

Xu Tian, ​​who was standing by the edge of the competition stage, couldn't help frowning as he looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely in the arena.He knew the strength of the black-clothed swordsman, but he didn't seem to have thought that Xiao Jun's strength was really so strong.

On the other side, the martial arts people headed by Shaolin and the Beggar Gang are still attacking the dozens of black-clothed killers guarding the mountain gate. Those who were born didn't know what the word "tui" was, and they still guarded the gate tightly, preventing anyone from passing through.

It seems that the people of the various sects have finally put aside their previous grievances under this step, and they have forgotten the scramble and confrontation on the stage just now, and they have become united.

But what they faced was not only the black-clothed killer standing in front of the mountain gate, but also the Shendaomen and Furong Sword sect behind them. Under the situation of being attacked by the enemy, the various sects suffered terribly, and hundreds of people fell in a pool of blood.

Bao BuTong and Feng BoE hid among the crowd, guarding both sides of Wang Yuyan, observing the surroundings vigilantly, and guarding against anyone who might hurt Wang Yuyan.

They knew that if something happened to Wang Yuyan, the Holy Master would never spare them.

But at this time, those martial arts people seem to have forgotten why they came here, and they only want to rush out and leave here.

Being alive, at this moment, seems to be more important than anything else.

At this moment, a sound of horseshoes came in from outside the mountain gate, and then twelve people appeared outside the mountain gate, all riding horses. As soon as they arrived, they rushed into the battle group, as if It has long been recognized that those black-clothed killers guarding the mountain gate are their sworn enemies.

The leader was a woman in red, holding a long sword in her hand and waving it recklessly.

It was none other than Mei Jian!
But I don't know where he got such a red dress, just like the bloody knife still waving on the distant martial arts arena at this moment.

The other eleven people are all in uniform red armor. As soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, they took out their guns and crossbows. There was a black-clothed killer who fell into a pool of blood, and a stream of plasma gushed out from the back of his head.

Immediately afterwards, these eleven people pulled out the short knives hanging from their waists, rushed into the black-clothed crowd, and chopped down any enemies who stood in front of them one by one.

Eleven brave knights in red, with eleven short knives that cut iron like mud, immediately rushed dozens of men in black guarding the mountain gate to their backs.

Heavenly Punishment Guard!

With the joining of these twelve people, the situation of the battle changed quickly. Not long after, a gap appeared at the mountain gate, and someone rushed out.

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest.

With the appearance of a gap, more gaps appeared soon, and people from all walks of life kept rushing out, and those men in black gradually changed from a few dozen to a dozen, a few, In the end, they all fell into a pool of blood.

Although the Shendao Sect and Furong Sword Sect behind him were still chasing after them, the crowd of various sects rushing out of the mountain gate was already unstoppable.

Bao BuTong and Feng BoE protected Wang Yuyan, they rushed out of the mountain gate and came to Mei Jian's side.

"Miss Mei Jian, Miss Wang is handed over to you, hurry up and take her out of here, we are here to cover the Holy Master to evacuate!"

Bao BuTong looked at Mei Jian and shouted loudly.

Mei Jian glanced at Xiao Jun who was still fighting fiercely on the martial arts arena in the distance, hesitated for a moment, took Wang Yuyan, ran to his horse, took Wang Yuyan on the horse, and galloped down the mountain quickly.

Bao and Feng looked at each other, and called the people of the Tianxing Guards to guard the mountain gate, stopping the people from the Shendaomen and Furong Sword Sect who wanted to pursue.

Apart from them, the people left behind also included people from Shaolin Temple and Beggar Gang.

Although Qiao Feng was injured, he didn't take the lead to leave with other martial arts sects, but stayed at the mountain gate to direct the people from the Beggar Gang and Shaolin Temple to stop the pursuing enemies.

The two sides fought inextricably again at the mountain gate, but this time they switched identities. The person who was fleeing became the person guarding the mountain gate, while the person who was chasing became the person who wanted to rush out.

There were shouts of killing everywhere, and the screams were endless.

With the addition of the Scorpion Guard, it seems to be easier to deal with.Although there were only eleven of them, each of them was well-trained, and they didn't have so many ostentations. They all used one-hit fatal moves. All the enemies who wanted to rush out from their side were beheaded by them with short knives. Down.

On the other side, the fierce battle on the martial arts stage continued.

Although there is no sound of killing or screaming here, it is more thrilling than the fighting at the mountain gate.

Xiao Jun has noticed that all the martial arts factions have rushed out of the magic knife gate, and his heart has become more and more calm, and his moves have become more and more fierce.

He no longer has any worries, and it's time to do his best.

The swordsman in black also noticed Xiao Jun's change, and he couldn't help being surprised. He didn't expect that Xiao Jun hadn't exerted all his strength, but he had already exerted what he had learned in his life and tried his best.

At the moment when the black-clothed swordsman hesitated for a moment, Xiao Jun suddenly swung his saber with all his strength, and slashed at the black-clothed swordsman in the middle!

A sound of dragon chant instantly sounded from above the blade of the blood knife!
The swordsman in black didn't dare to be careless, he swung his long sword with all his strength, and faced the blood knife!

There was a deafening golden sound, and then the swordsman in black staggered, and he couldn't help but retreat quickly!

The black-clothed swordsman was taken aback. He didn't expect Xiao Jun's knife to contain such a powerful force. Before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly stabilized his figure, but a trace of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.

Just as the black-clothed swordsman staggered back, Xiao Jun had already swept backwards, and at the same time took off the gun and crossbow from his waist, and pulled the trigger at Xu Tian!
A bullet roared and went straight to Xu Tian's face, as fast as a shooting star!
The swordsman in black was taken aback again, he didn't have time to chase Xiao Jun, and rushed towards the bullet quickly, but it seemed that it was too late!
(End of this chapter)