"Ahh

Jun Mo sat up suddenly, panting, and shook his head in fear. Suddenly feeling the soft and warm touch, the cute head of the Tibetan mastiff had already leaned over, moaning and not knowing what to say.

"Brother Huang, it turned out to be you!" Jun Mo sat upright, leaning lightly on the Tibetan mastiff, his eyes suddenly flickered, making him give up his plan to close his eyes and return to his senses, and looked at everything around him.

In the gray world, everything that is familiar has no color, and you can sit down with the picture of your memory and know what is around you. In the gray world, the bonfire danced on his body, and the heat wave was close to his body, making Jun Mo feel warm and understand that it was a flame. After the flames, two figures were outlined: a strong body, with clear muscle outlines, a tough and durable appearance, and the terrifying power contained in this body could still be seen in the gray world.

On the side of the strong man, the bird-like woman's long hair is soft, and her delicate facial features are admirable, gently leaning on the shoulder of the strong man, and the picture is harmonious like a picture-in-picture. Even in the gray world, it still can't stop this woman's flower and moon appearance, Jun Mo saw it, and was involuntarily stunned for a few seconds.

Jun Mo remembered that he had entered the isolated island forest, but he didn't remember how he got here at all. Maybe it has something to do with Brother Huang, but who are these two people? How could Brother Huang stay with them in everything?

"Two Taoist friends, in Xia Junmo, take the liberty to ask ......"

"You are Jun Mo!"

Jun Mo hadn't asked a question yet, but Feng Qianfang and Leng Mengning on the opposite side exclaimed in unison.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. It's been a few days since I was separated from Xingyun, I came to the second layer through the portal, and I fell into this isolated island for no reason, these days, except for Leng Mengning, I haven't met a second person, I want to inquire about Jun Mo's whereabouts, but the actual conditions don't allow him to do this at all. Now he actually asked a Tibetan mastiff to take the initiative to send the person he was looking for to the door.

"Didn't ask for advice?" Jun Mo raised a little guard.

"My name is Leng Mengning, the daughter of Leng Yufeng, the hall master of the Blue Dragon Palace. ”

"My name is Feng Qianfang, the personal disciple of the Phoenix Hall Master Phoenix Prisoner. ”

The top representatives of the disciples of the four major halls, how could Brother Huang be with them? Because of his previous experience in the high valley, hearing the introduction of Feng Qianfang and Leng Mengning, Jun Mo not only did not relax, but became more vigilant: "It turned out to be the top disciples of the Green Dragon Hall and the Phoenix Palace, Jun Mo disturbed it, so he took his leave." ”

Jun Mo got up, he didn't want to have more intersections with these super power people, he didn't know if the other party was friend or foe. But in this ancient capital dynasty, if there is a collision and intersection with people from these forces, things that cannot be avoided will happen. He didn't want to be involved in these things, and he didn't want to waste time on them.

"Jun Mo, please stay. Feng Qianjie took a step forward and blocked Jun Mo's way: "You have come into contact with the people of the other four major halls—right?"

Feng Qianfang and Leng Mengning were both a little puzzled, why did Jun Mo dislike them so much, could it be because they reported to their home, and some words provoked Jun Mo? This shouldn't be, according to Xingyun's description, Jun Mo would not be such a person who was obsessed with small sections, so that Jun Mo didn't want to see them, maybe it was because the other four halls gave Jun Mo a very bad impression.

The four halls are harmonious on weekdays, and those who have lived in the big hall for a long time will inevitably be proud. Now it is the time of the ancient capital to be robbed, the sound of discord in the four halls can no longer be stopped, Jun Mo, as the sword master, will become the primary target of the four halls, if before them, Jun Mo meets other people in the four halls, it is likely that they will have an indelible estrangement between them and Jun Mo. With this estrangement, even if they didn't offend Jun Mo, Jun Mo couldn't give them a good look, Jun Mo's behavior was polite.

"What, you want to avenge them?" Jun Mo's eyes were cold, he was not afraid of these two people, even if they joined forces, he would not be afraid.

"You killed them?" Leng Mengning frowned.

"Hundreds of people, not one left!" Jun Mo said coldly, he didn't kill more than 100 people, but all of them were abolished, but this is no different from killing them, it may make them even more painful.

"Why?" Feng Qianfang was also a little angry, hundreds of people, all of them were people from the four major halls, not to mention the Xuanwu Hall and the White Tiger Palace, some of them from the Phoenix Hall and the Qinglong Hall were definitely killed by Jun Mo.

"Why, because they shouldn't delay my time!" Jun Mo said unhurriedly, as if he wanted to force Feng Qianfang and Leng Mengning to make a move.

Feng Qianjie didn't expect Jun Mo's answer to be like this, because those people delayed Jun Mo's time, so hundreds of people didn't stay! This is too cruel and violent, if such a person is the black and white swordsman they are looking for, it will be the savior they want to ask to help them untie, they don't believe it, they can't believe it! If Jun Mo is really such a person, then they would rather be bound forever than trust such a person!

"Fight, just do it, if you don't fight, get out of the way!" Jun Mo glanced at Feng Qianfang, and the thick flames ignited the fireworks of the battle between the collisions.

"Fight! I won't do it today, I'll be a member of the Phoenix Palace in vain!" Feng Qianfang shouted, his strong fist surging with flames, and slammed into Jun Mo's face with a punch!

"Body Cultivator!" Jun Mo stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He had already guarded against the punch just now, but he didn't defend himself. It is equivalent to this punch that he gave to Feng Qianfang.

Feng Qianfeuille doesn't care what Jun Mo thinks, since he wants to fight, it is impossible for his subordinates to show mercy, even if he can't kill Jun Mo in the end, then he must let himself fight happily. As soon as one punch was finished, the other punch had already risen, flames filled the fist, and the terrifying momentum of burning heaven and earth came with this punch, and the sound of a sonic boom pierced the eardrums.

This punch can collapse the mountain!

Jun Mo raised his hand, a layer of demonic qi surged out, and grabbed Feng Qian's red-hot fist, the black demonic qi was cold without any temperature, no matter how the flames burned, no warmth rose. The collision of ice and fire raised layers of white mist, like a piece of red-hot steel suddenly jumping into the icy water.

Jun Mo only felt that a mountain was smashing towards him, majestic and majestic, pulling out a thousand catties. The legs stood loose, deeply sunken in the ground, and with Feng Qianfang's punch, two astonishing marks were directly drawn.

The strength was not gone, Jun Mo was forced back by this punch, and his back slammed into a hugging tree, and the tree collapsed, but Jun Mo had no intention of stopping.

The demonic qi was even more turbulent and dispersed, and as soon as the palm of his hand tightened, the demonic qi turned into a black flame, wrapped around Jun Mo's palm, like a cold-blooded beast, forcing Feng Qianfeuille's punch to stop!