At the foot of Canglong Mountain.

Temple of Fortuna.

When the people of Tianmen and the people of the temple had just surrounded the God of Wealth Temple, they had already been discovered by the people inside, which was enough to prove how vigilant the enemy was.

The flickering light, as if it had been deliberately lit, was attracting the people who were looking for it to come closer, not because they didn't pay attention to it, but because they were strong enough to face anyone who came to the door to provoke them.

This group of mysterious enemies always seems to be so confident, although they have never won a single time against Xiao Jun.

Soon, the two sides had already fought together, without asking each other about their origins, without saying cruel words to each other, and directly attacked.

The number of opponents is not large, but all of them have the best martial arts, fortunately, the people of Tianmen and the people of the front division of the palace add up to enough people, and one of ten can always fight, right?

As soon as the two sides fought, they were already in a tug-of-war, and you came and went, and the fight was inseparable.

In the sound of fighting, Xiao Jun slowly landed on the wall of the God of Wealth Temple, and Chu Fei followed beside him.

Now that they have been discovered, there is no need for them to continue to hide, those killers are handed over to Bao to deal with them, and Xiao Jun and Chu Fei are responsible for finding people.

But as soon as the two of them fell into the courtyard, they were surrounded by four or five people in black, but they didn't expect the other party to leave someone inside.

"Quick Fix!"

Xiao Jun shouted loudly, and he had already taken the lead in rushing out, and the Tianshan Six Yang Palms were waved out frequently, killing a killer in an instant, without the slightest stop, and continued to rush towards the next person.

The prince's safety was imminent, and he had no time to waste.

Chu Fei no longer hesitated, and quickly joined the battle group.

As the deputy commander of the front division of the palace, Chu Fei's martial arts are naturally not very bad, and he can handle the two killers alone.

This made Xiao Jun a little surprised, this was the first time he had seen Chu Fei exert all his strength.

It didn't take long for the five killers to be killed by Xiao Jun and Chu Fei together, but just as the two of them were about to continue searching the whereabouts of the prince, they suddenly felt a strong murderous aura.

As soon as this murderous aura appeared, Xiao Jun involuntarily frowned, turned to look behind him, and then narrowed his eyes.

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out, carrying a long sword, covering his face, and his body was shrouded in a murderous aura, looking at Xiao Jun coldly.

The old man in purple!

"It's you!?"

Xiao Jun stared at the purple-clothed old man, his voice cold.

"Don't come unharmed! I didn't expect us to meet again so soon!"

The purple-clothed old man sneered, with a hint of contempt in his voice, and slowly stood opposite Xiao Jun.

"A defeated general, don't act like a big man in the finale, I didn't kill you last time, it was your luck, since you met it today, then count the new and old hatreds together!"

Xiao Jun stared at the purple-clothed old man and said coldly.

The old man in purple personally came to Kyoto to participate in the kidnapping of the prince, which Xiao Jun did not expect, and it seems that this matter is far more complicated than the royal competition for the position of prince.

"The affairs of the rivers and lakes are enough for you, why do you still meddle in the affairs of the imperial court?! It seems that you and I are destined to be natural enemies, and we can't avoid it, and we can't avoid it!"

The purple-clothed old man sneered, looked at Xiao Jun with disdain and said.

"You still talk the same nonsense!Chu Fei, you go and save people, leave it to me here!"

Xiao Jun pursed his lips and said lightly.

Chu Fei agreed, and planned to bypass the old man in purple, and then go to find the whereabouts of the prince. But as soon as he made a move, the old man in purple had already rushed towards him in a flash, trying to stop him.

"Your opponent should be me!"

Xiao Jun shouted loudly, rushed towards the old man in purple like lightning, and then slapped out with a palm, hitting the old man in purple on the shoulder! Last time, he used seventy percent of his strength but did not kill the old man in purple, but this time he used all his strength as soon as he made a move!

The purple-clothed old man originally wanted to stop Chu Fei, but then he felt a strong wind coming behind him, and he didn't have time to hesitate, he gave up chasing Chu Fei, hurriedly turned sideways, instantly pulled out the giant sword behind him, and turned around and slashed at the back of Xiao Jun's neck!

The old man in purple had a slap with Xiao Jun last time, but he was obviously not Xiao Jun's opponent, this time he was smart, he didn't dare to fight hard, and he had already pulled out his long sword as soon as he fought.

But he still underestimated Xiao Jun, who was attacking with all his might!

At the same time as the purple-clothed old man's long sword was swung, Xiao Jun had already struck the purple-clothed old man's shoulder with a palm, and then hurriedly bent down and dodged, dodging the purple-clothed old man's long sword.

But the old man in purple was already unsteady on his feet, staggered back more than a dozen steps away, held his sword in both hands, inserted it into the ground, and forcibly drew a deep ravine on the ground to stabilize his figure.

"How is it possible?!Who are you?!You can't have such a deep internal skill!Impossible!"

The old man in purple stared at Xiao Jun and said in surprise again.

He said so last time, but last time he had two tricks against Xiao Jun, but today he was defeated within one move, which is incredible.

"I told you last time, I haven't used all my strength yet! I forgot to tell you, Lao Tzu is now the number one in the world! No one is my opponent! Killing you is as easy as stepping on an ant!"

Xiao Jun stared coldly at the purple-clothed old man who had already been defeated within one move, said lightly, and slowly walked over as he spoke.

"No. 1 in the world?!Wait until you kill me first!"

The purple-clothed old man snorted coldly with disdain, ignoring the surging qi and blood in his chest, and suddenly rushed towards Xiao Jun again! The long sword in his hand stabbed out and went straight to Xiao Jun's heart!

"I can't help myself!"

Xiao Jun snorted coldly, didn't dodge, and bullied himself!

Just when the long sword was about to pierce his heart, and the cruel smile on the corner of the purple-clothed old man's mouth was about to be revealed, Xiao Jun suddenly flashed, and had already dodged the sword edge strangely, and at the same time slapped a palm, directly hitting the purple-clothed old man's chest!

A miserable scream came, accompanied by a mouthful of heavy blood gushing out, only to see the old man in purple fly backwards in despair and fall heavily to the ground, he never dreamed that Xiao Jun was really so strong.

As the moment the old man in purple landed, Xiao Jun had once again come to the old man in purple like lightning, lowered his head, and looked coldly at the old man in purple who was lying on the ground and could not move a bit.

Xiao Jun's palm just now had directly broken the meridians of the purple-clothed old man's body, and his life was not long in coming.

"Now, what else do you have to say?!"

Xiao Jun stared coldly at the old man in purple and asked lightly.

"Impossible... Impossible..."

The old man in purple shook his head and said with difficulty, still with a look of disbelief.

Xiao Jun bent down and picked up the long sword dropped by the old man in purple, and pressed it against the heart of the old man in purple, without a trace of expression on his face.

"Now if I ask you, you'd better answer truthfully, or I'll let you see yourself die in front of you. ”

After listening to Xiao Jun's words and looking at the long sword that had followed him countless times, the old man in purple had a face like ashes, and laughed self-deprecatingly.