Crossed Sword Golden Tiger.

Vice Leader of Yulong Escort Agency.

Since entering the Jianghu, he quickly rose with his peculiar swordsmanship.

In a short period of time, he gained the name ’Crossed Sword’.

However, Su Mo saw it clearly.

Although he changed the Seven Feet Mysterious Light Sword to a heavy sword, this person in front was evidently the Qilin Swordsman... the Jade Qilin.

The appearance had no changes at all.

Seeing him, Su Mo felt quite reassured.

Yulong Escort Agency was indeed something Yang Yizhi and his companions concocted.

Watching the leader of the black-clothed men on the opposite side strike with a hand knife, forcing the Qilin Swordsman to retreat repeatedly, Su Mo then moved behind the Qilin Swordsman to help him disperse the force.

He took the opportunity to communicate his voice to him.

However, when the Qilin Swordsman heard Su Mo’s voice.

He was completely dumbfounded.

After blurting out ’Damn it’, he was even more startled.

Doomed, doomed, doomed!

Dead, dead, dead!

How could this be Su Mo’s movement?

When did this old bastard come to Xizhou?

Wanting to explain a sentence ’I’m not cursing you’, ’the words were just to express my shock’.

However, it was difficult to say in that moment.

Whether the voice was from the person behind, he couldn’t determine for a while.

In his panic, he suddenly felt a huge force from behind.

Involuntarily, he flew forward.

No need to consider anymore.

It was this Wu from behind!

Su Mo in disguise, upon hearing himself curse ’Damn it’, who knows how much personal grudge was in that palm.

At Wusheng Hall, Su Mo took advantage of such opportunities to beat him so many times for free?

Too many to count!

At this moment, the Qilin Swordsman’s heart was complex.

On one hand, since Su Mo was here, today’s event increased from seventy or eighty percent certainty to full certainty.

But he couldn’t avoid suffering a little.

Thinking of this, he sighed, suffering is suffering.

Let’s solve the current trouble first.

The longsword in his hand suddenly rose, and the vast Inner Strength within his body swiftly moved, consolidating at the sword tip.

Buzz!!!

A strand of sword light directly pierced through the dilapidated temple roof.

Majestic and vast, like a sky-piercing sword!

The leader of the black-clothed men, after one strike forcing the Qilin Swordsman back, originally intended to pursue vigorously.

As the saying goes, striking is like kissing, is there any reason to stop at mere tasting?

Since the opponent retreated, naturally, he had to catch up quickly to continue...

But he didn’t expect the Qilin Swordsman to be even more proactive.

In an instant, he laughed heartily:

"Coming right..."

These three words were deliberately spoken with varied pitch by the leader of the black-clothed men.

Because when he uttered the first two words, he only saw the Qilin Swordsman raising his sword.

But before the third word could exit, he saw the soaring sword Qi.

His original confidence shattered with a clatter.

Hence, when saying the third word, he was questioning what he was really saying?

And as the words fell, there was only one thought in his mind.

Run!!

Only a fool would confront such sword light.

Yet the leader of the black-clothed men was bitter, as he was that fool.

Moving Inner Strength to its peak, ready to strike, how could he stop so easily?

Even if there were a hundred unwilling intentions in his heart, at this point, he could only press forward tenaciously, unswervingly.

Otherwise, before the longsword strikes, he would injure himself half to death.

The crucial point is, injuring himself still wouldn’t avoid the sword, ultimately he would die.

Moreover, what if this Crossed Sword Golden Tiger is bluffing?

The Blade Light in the palm suddenly moved, first engaging the sword light.

Once exchanged, but in an instant, the blade light collapsed.

Sword light flashed, swept across his brow, and crashed to the ground.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!

The power of this sword nearly cut the temple in half.

The sword Qi slashed fiercely forward, along the ruined temple entrance, heading into the distance, exploding continuously.

"You... you were hiding your strength!!"

The leader of the black-clothed men muttered at this moment, separating and falling to the ground.

Blood stained the dilapidated temple red.

This astonishing sword indeed stunned everyone.

The black-clothed men were all colorless, while those from the escort agency didn’t know what to say.

Their Vice Leader was powerful, but he’d never displayed such an extraordinary ability.

Indeed he was a master at hiding his skills!

This martial mastery, looking at Jianghu, who could match it?

With this thought, the escort masters glanced at each other with pride.

Yet the Qilin Swordsman knew now was not a time for joy.

He immediately waved his hand:

"Seize them!"

The escort masters listened to the order, like wolves and tigers, Chen Yu was the first to charge ahead.

The Meteor Hammer in his hand swung like a curtain of the sky.

The black-clothed men scattered in retreat, uncoordinated.

The escort masters formed a formation to meet the enemies, using numbers against few, already standing in an invincible position.

The Qilin Swordsman watched coldly, then carefully felt his chest, circulated Inner Strength twice, confirmed there were no hidden injuries, and then relaxed.

Turning back to look at Su Mo, his expression was somewhat peculiar.

Wondering how this man changed his nature?

Su Mo looked puzzled by this gaze, what does this look mean?

He never forgot his persona.

A wandering doctor with mediocre martial arts in Jianghu.

Being fiercely bumped by the Qilin Swordsman, how could he still stand intact there?

Of course, he was sitting on the ground.