The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 334
Tubo country.

A century old temple.

"You are so despicable!"

Nangong Wushuang stared at the old man in black with red eyes, and shouted hysterically.

It was the black-clothed old man who struck. Just when Nangong Wushuang thought his plan was about to be completed, he shattered the lungs of the Tsing-clothed woman and died on the spot.

"I said, if you get caught now, you can still live, otherwise, none of you will survive tomorrow!"

The old man in black looked at Nangong Wushuang with a cold face, and said in a deep voice.

"Xiaoqin, I'm sorry, I'm the one who got you involved."

Nangong Wushuang looked at the woman in Tsing Yi who fell on the ground guiltily, shook her head, and said with tears in her eyes.

"If you don't let her go, she will die!"

The old man in black pointed at another woman in Tsing Yi, stared at Nangong Wushuang and said loudly.

Hearing what the old man in black said, Nangong Wushuang gritted his teeth tightly, his shoulders trembling with anger.

She knew that the old man in black was not joking. If she still did not let go, the old man in black would definitely kill his only remaining subordinate.

"I know you want to use me to lure the person from Tianmen to come here! You want to use me to kill him! Don't think I don't know!"

Nangong Wushuang stared fiercely at the old man in black and said loudly.

After hearing her words, the old man in black couldn't help but squinted his eyes.

"So what if you know? So what if you don't know? What can you change? You can't change anything. It's too late to understand now. This is your fate for betraying the Longevity Gate!"

The old man in black sneered disdainfully, and said coldly.

"I will not let you succeed! I will wait for you below. Sooner or later, you will die by his hands!"

Nangong Wushuang laughed suddenly, and slowly let go of the hand holding the young monk.

After listening to Nangong Wushuang's words, the old man in black suddenly frowned.

At this moment, Nangong Wushuang suddenly pushed the young monk away, turned his wrist, and wiped the long sword in his hand towards his neck!
But then, a black shadow flashed, and the old man in black appeared in front of Nangong Wushuang like lightning, and he stretched out two fingers suddenly, clamping Nangong Wushuang's sword, as fast as lightning.

Nangong Wushuang was shocked, and tried her best to wipe the long sword towards her neck, but no matter how hard she tried, the blade of the sword could not move an inch between the two fingers of the old man in black, as if it was imprisoned.

The old man in black snorted coldly, swung the hand holding the long sword vigorously, and snatched the long sword from Nangong Wushuang's hand, and threw it on the ground.

Nangong Wushuang staggered and took a step back with despair in his eyes.

At this time, the old man in black standing next to Nangong Wushuang waved his hand suddenly, and then saw the only woman in green clothes on the side of the crowd who was pierced through the heart by a sword in an instant, and fell down slowly with a groan On the ground, with the gushing blood, he gradually became motionless.

"Xiaoxuan!"

Nangong Wushuang opened his eyes wide in horror, and rushed towards the woman in Tsing Yi crazily.

But before she could take a few steps, the old man in black suddenly struck out and cut the back of her neck with his palm.

Nangong Wushuang, who was rushing forward, only felt his eyes go dark, lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground, and lost consciousness in a blink of an eye.

"Take her down and keep her under strict guard. If you let her escape again, you will die!"

The old man in black glared at the swordsmen in black around him, and shouted sharply.

Hearing the voice of the old man in black, everyone couldn't help but shudder, and then two swordsmen in black hurried out of the crowd, carrying the unconscious Nangong Wushuang to the other side of the ancient temple.

The crowd dispersed quickly, and the originally crowded courtyard returned to calm in an instant.

"Surprised the master."

The old man in black turned around, looked at an old monk standing in front of the group of foreign monks, and said calmly.

"I respect your words."

The old monk put his palms together hastily, and replied slowly, with a respectful expression.

The old man in black stopped talking, turned around and left on his own.

The old monk glanced at the back of the old man in black, and hurriedly led a group of monks away from the scene and walked towards the backyard.

Tubo border.

The Humvee was galloping, and the eight fast horses followed far behind. It was Xiao Jun and his party.

After the battle with the Gorefiend, most of the Heavenly Punishment Guards were injured, two of them were seriously injured and stayed in Yunzhou City to recuperate, so there were only eight people left.

In the carriage, Xiao Jun and Wang Yuyan sat facing each other.

Xiao Jun lowered his head, thinking deeply.

Before entering the customs, he had already received the letter from Feige, and the branches of the Tianmen Gate had already begun to trace the whereabouts of the Changshengmen Gate and the Blood Race all over the world. All the sects also responded and joined the crusade camp.

Among them, there may be many people who chose to join because they were worried that they would become the target of public criticism, but Xiao Jun can't care about that much anymore. The eradication of Xu Fu's descendants is imminent, and there can be no further delay, even if these sects can't do their best. How many enemies you help yourself kill, at least you can find out some news for yourself.

If the enemy hadn't pressed too hard, he wouldn't have made such a move.

However, speaking of this matter, it is not only beneficial to Tianmen, but also to the entire Jianghu, and even the entire world.

I can also take this opportunity to have a try and see if there is another sect like Shendaomen who has already taken refuge in Changshengmen.

"Do you need to ask Xixia Kingdom and Dali Kingdom to come forward and ask them to help check whether there are any traces of the Longevity Gate and the Blood Race in their respective territories?"

Wang Yuyan looked at Xiao Jun and asked slowly.

"No need, Jianghu matters. No matter how deep the enemy hides, they will eventually show their flaws."

Xiao Jun shook his head and said lightly.

He knew that Wang Yuyan wanted him to try to find Duan Yu for help. After all, Xixia still has a Xixia Yipin Hall, and there are many Jianghu people among the Dali royal guards, so maybe they can help.

But he didn't want to, it wasn't because the rift with Duan Yu hadn't been resolved, he just didn't want to bring this fire to others.

During this period of time, too many people had died tragically, and he also realized the seriousness of the matter.And what he dislikes the most is to owe others things, especially human lives.

"Don't worry, evil has prevailed since ancient times. The Longevity Gate and the Blood Race are heinous people. Everything they do has provoked the anger of the heavens and the people, and the heavens will not let them go."

Wang Yuyan looked at Xiao Jun and said slowly.

In this situation, she could only comfort Xiao Jun in this way.

But no matter what, she will always be by Xiao Jun's side and face him together.

After hearing Wang Yuyan's words, Xiao Jun couldn't help being amused.

God, if God's innocence had worked, there wouldn't be so many innocent people dying.

But he thought about it, maybe it was because of this that Wu Yazi and those people from the ghost clan's domain appeared.In this world, perhaps only when there is evil first, can there be good. Otherwise, who would know what is good and what is justice.

Perhaps, this is the reason why he came to this world, and he is destined to be the one who overcomes obstacles and turns the tide.

(End of this chapter)