Chapter Seventy-Two

Scripture Pavilion.

Xiao Jun looked at the innocence that suddenly swept towards him, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he pushed Xiao Yuanshan aside, gathered his true qi, slapped his palm in the face of innocence, and went straight to the door!

Innocent didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, his face sank like water, and he also attacked a palm, facing Xiao Jun's palm!

When the palms intersected, a strong wind blew around, and then Xiao Jun and Innocence took two steps back at the same time, and then stood still, looking at each other.

A hint of surprise flashed between the eyebrows of the two at the same time, as if they didn't expect the other party to be able to take their palm.

"Since ancient times, heroes have been born as teenagers, Your Excellency's strength is really amazing, it seems that it is too early for the name of South Murong and North Qiao Feng, you are the real young master!"

Guiltless squinted, stared at Xiao Jun, and said in a deep voice, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes again.

"It's useless to pat yourself on the back, if you know each other, tell me your identity earlier, maybe I can let you go!"

Xiao Jun looked at innocence coldly and said impatiently.

Although he seemed calm, Xiao Jun's heart was even more surprised than innocence, because he knew what strength he had, originally he thought that he had really become the number one in the world in the Tianlong world, but he didn't expect that he still didn't beat the sweeping monk in one move, which made him even more curious about the identity of innocence.

"Young people should not be too arrogant, you must know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people!"

Innocence pursed the corners of his lips and said in a deep voice.

"Don't you call young people angry?!"

Xiao Jun said disdainfully.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, because this line was too familiar.

And at this moment of stunnedness, the innocent monk had already rushed towards Xiao Jun again, quickly grabbed a handful of fallen leaves floating in the air in his hand, and threw it at Xiao Jun with force, accompanied by a sound of breaking the sky.

Pinch your fingers!

Xiao Jun didn't dare to be careless, took a step back, turned around on the spot, and kicked the whistling fallen leaves away with the other foot!

But the next move of innocence has already been attacked, and a punch smashed into Xiao Jun's chest! Faintly, it seems that a golden fist shadow can be seen shrouded in the innocence fist!

Donkey Kong Fist!

How can TM be a Shaolin 72 stunt!?

Xiao Jun secretly complained to himself, gritted his teeth, instantly gathered the true qi of his whole body in his right hand, and swung out a palm vigorously, facing the innocent Donkey Kong fist!

Tianshan Six Yang Palm!

There was a dull crash, fists and palms intersecting, the wind was blowing, and the roof rubble was flying!

Immediately afterwards, I saw Xiao Jun and Innocence flying backwards at the same time, and their shirts had been instantly shattered due to the powerful wind!

Xiao Jun happened to be standing on the edge of the eaves, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

And innocence seemed to be more traumatized than Xiao Jun, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood on his back during the upside down, but even so, he still endured the pain and picked up Xiao Yuanshan, who was sealed in the acupoint, and swept to the ground, grabbed Murong Bo with the other hand, and then hit the ground with both feet, and swept back onto the roof.

Xiao Jun, who lost his center of gravity, casually took off the gun and crossbow pinned to his waist when he landed, and pulled the trigger hard at the innocence who had just jumped onto the roof!

Immediately after that, there was a sound of breaking the sky, and a piece of iron engraved with lines whistled and shot towards the innocent heart!

A muffled snort came, and the iron shot directly into the innocent back!

But innocence did not stop, and he jumped over the roof and disappeared in an instant.

"Daddy!"

"Father!"

Everything happened too fast, and everyone present finally came to their senses, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu exclaimed in surprise at the already empty roof, but they had long since disappeared from the innocent figure.

"Big brother, chase after him, the old monk is injured, he shouldn't be able to run far!"

Xiao Jun looked at Qiao Feng and shouted loudly.

Qiao Feng nodded, did not hesitate any longer, swept onto the roof, and chased out, accompanied by Murong Fu.

"Are you alright?!"

A delicate exclamation came, Wang Yuyan jumped out of the carriage, walked quickly through the crowd, and rushed into the courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, followed by Mei Zhu Erjian guardedly.

"Are you alright?"

Wang Yuyan came to Xiao Jun and asked with a concerned face.

"It's okay, I have the Vajra Divine Skill Protector, it's not a big deal, it's just that my clothes are shattered. ”

Xiao Jun looked at the flustered Wang Yuyan, smiled with relief, and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

Seeing that Xiao Jun was not injured, Wang Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief and began to sort out Xiao Jun's broken shirt.

Duan Yu, who had been standing outside the courtyard and looking out, also came over at this time, originally he wanted to care about Xiao Jun, the second brother, but he happened to see Wang Yuyan with a concerned face, and couldn't help but look lonely, secretly sad, and forgot to ask about Xiao Jun's injury.

At this moment, Gu Mozhi, who had been standing in the courtyard and watching coldly, squinted his eyes and quietly walked towards Duan Yu, who was not giving up, with a ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Get out!"

At this moment, Xiao Jun suddenly shouted angrily and swung a palm at Duan Yu's side!

Immediately afterwards, he saw Gu Mozhi, who was already close to Duan Yu's side, involuntarily rolling to the ground, and couldn't help but snort.

Duan Yu turned his head to look over, and then came back to his senses.

I saw Gu Mozhi glance at Xiao Jun in horror, hurriedly got up from the ground, swept to the roof in a gray manner, and slipped away in the blink of an eye.

Everyone present also looked at Xiao Jun in horror, all speculating about why a little monk could have such profound martial arts, first fighting against the innocent monk of the top master, and then knocking the Tubo master Gu Mozhi to the ground with just a wave of his hand, what kind of strength does this need?

"What's this on your back?"

Wang Yuyan, who was sorting out Xiao Jun's clothes, suddenly pointed to Xiao Jun's back and said in surprise.

When everyone heard this exclamation, they couldn't help but look at Xiao Jun's back. I saw that Xiao Jun's back faintly revealed nine ring incense scars.

Oh!It's over!How did I forget this!?

Xiao Jun couldn't help but secretly scream badly, hurriedly turned around and looked at the crowd behind him, and quickly looked for Ye Erniang, one of the four evildoers.

But it was too late, because Ye Erniang was already dumbfounded at this time, looking at Xiao Jun blankly, with a sad face, and slowly walked over to Xiao Jun.

Finished.

Xiao Jun sighed, and said again in his heart with a bitter face.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Ye Erniang rushing towards Xiao Jun with a crying voice.

"My son, my son, my mother is looking for you so hard! So you are here?!"

In the cry of pain, Ye Erniang rushed to Xiao Jun, hugged Xiao Jun, and tears burst out of her eyes, both painful and surprised.

When everyone present saw this scene, they fell into a daze again.

Xuan Ci, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, couldn't help frowning when he saw this, folded his hands, and whispered a silent sentence of 'Amitabha', and a trace of self-reproach flashed between his eyebrows.