Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

"Ok?"

Zhou Yun subconsciously looked at the old dog when he heard the sound.

The old dog had a neck stalk, and lay on the ground sticking out its tongue at Zhou Yun.

"This……"

Before Zhou Yun could speak, he suddenly raised his head and looked forward.

I saw a sound of wind coming.

Immediately there were three winds aimed at Zhou Yun's head and shoulders.

Zhou Yun frowned, grabbed the old dog by his feet and backed away a few meters.

At the place where Zhou Yun was originally, two men in blue robes appeared, and at the same time they swooped in alone.

All three of them were wearing blue sleeve robes, and the clothing of the leader was slightly different.

Zhou Yun took a closer look.

"Flying fish suit, python robe?"

Zhou Yun frowned tightly.

And the three of them missed a hit, and immediately looked up at Zhou Yun.

If Zhou Yun hadn't dodged just now, he might have been held down by his shoulders and decapitated in an instant.

Seeing Zhou Yun dodge at this time.

"Qiangqiang!"

Two ear-piercing voices sounded, and the two men slowly drew out their long knives with cold eyes.

It seems to be waiting for the command of the leader.

Zhou Yun looked at these three people, and his first feeling was that they were quite strong.

These two people with knives are comparable to Xiahou Congyun before, as for the leading man.

Qi and blood are full of cycles.

The innate realm of warriors.

"I didn't expect to be able to dodge it. It seems that there are a few brushes. It's no wonder that you dare to come to the mountain and kill it!" The leading man said coldly.

"drink!"

The two men let out a low growl, and charged towards Zhou Yun directly.

"You have such a big temper, don't you even say hello?"

Zhou Yun took a step back, turned his head abruptly, and passed the knife directly next to Zhou Yun's ear.

At the same time, another man appeared next to Zhou Yun, with the long knife directly pointed at Zhou Yun's waist.

"The method is good."

Zhou Yun flicked his fingers, and the golden light directly blocked the man's knife.

The two of them made a move in a split second, and the blood of the iron and blood swarmed over, and this move was full of killer moves.

"Where did these guys come from!"

Zhou Yun's eyes were full of doubts, let alone the identities of these three people, just their ages.

Except for the martial artist in the innate realm.

The remaining two looked to be in their 20s.

In this day and age.

It is basically unbelievable to be able to take half a step forward in your 20s.

Why do you say that.

Although Zhou Yun's experience in Jianghu is not deep, but today's Dao is in a state of confusion, even the Dao family can't calm down.

How can anyone truly practice martial arts by sticking to his heart.

Martial arts can be said to hone the mind more than cultivating the Tao. This is really forging the body and skin, tempering the muscles and bones.

Xiahou Congyun, a family that has been passed down from generation to generation, at his age, is only half a step into the Xiantian realm.

"Wong..."

The golden light shines.

Immediately, an invisible pressure from the two men pushed him several meters away.

The faces of the two changed again and again, obviously they had never seen this method before, and they all looked back at the leading man.

"Hmph, trash, as Jin Yiwei, you can't even take down a child, get out of here."

The leading man walked towards Zhou Yun one step at a time, his violent energy and blood congealed like substance.

"boom!"

With one step, the man left a deep footprint on the ground.

"Die!"

The man appeared in front of Zhou Yun in an instant, his five fingers were like hooks, and just as he lifted them up, he pressed straight on Zhou Yun's head like a mountain.

"What a heavy force!"

Zhou Yun's face changed slightly, not because he was frightened by this force, but simply because he was facing a warrior for the first time.

I was shocked by that terrifying blood.

This man is simply a beast in the shape of a human, terrifyingly fierce.

He turned around and disappeared in one step.

And that man's perception is also extremely terrifying, Zhou Yun stepped out of the distance, almost disappearing out of thin air.

The man obviously couldn't keep up with Zhou Yun's speed, so he didn't chase him out.

But his eyes were locked on the direction where Zhou Yun disappeared.

"boom!"

Grabbing with five fingers, he left a big hole more than half a meter deep on the ground.

"What is your method?" The man stared at Zhou Yun who appeared ten meters away.

Zhou Yun was stunned when he heard this: "Have you never seen Taoism?"

"Taoism?" The man thought for a moment when he heard this, and then said with a blank face: "So this is Taoism, and I have seen it today."

"Huh." The more Zhou Yun listened, the more puzzled he became.

And that man didn't seem to intend to continue talking, he flicked the python robe on his body.

"No matter what means you have today, to break into the mountain without authorization, you have to stay here for me today!" The man backhanded.

Two long knives were drawn from behind.

With the appearance of the long knife, the man's blood swarmed several times again.

Zhou Yun looked at the man's appearance, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he planned to hold the man down first before talking.

The curiosity this man brought him was too much.

Sensing the change in Zhou Yun's eyes, the man took a deep breath, his whole body was like bursting beans, and his aura was getting stronger and stronger.

Seeing that he was about to make a move.

"Qinglong, stop!" A majestic voice came.

The man Qinglong subconsciously looked back when he heard the voice.

Zhou Yun also looked into the distance, and saw a white-haired old man wearing a python robe, stepping on the mountain and shooting through the air.

"boom!"

As the old man fell to the ground, the whole mountain seemed to shake.

"Qinglong has met the commander-in-chief." The man suddenly knelt on one knee, and the two men not far away also knelt on one knee.

Zhou Yun's eyes were puffed up, completely confused about the situation.

These guys in front of him always gave Zhou Yun the feeling that he was in the wrong era.

"Little celestial master, I have waited in seclusion for hundreds of years, and the people under my command don't know the identity of the celestial master, so I thought it was an enemy attack." The white-haired old man clasped his fists at Zhou Yun.

"Also please forgive me."

"Hidden for hundreds of years?" Zhou Yun's eyes immediately lit up when he heard this.

"I am ashamed to say that the royal family is in decline. In order to preserve the hope of the royal family, we can only hide from the world. It is a joke for the little celestial master." The white-haired old man laughed.

"Oh!"

Zhou Yun immediately reacted when he heard this, and slapped his thigh: "Are you from Qingshi?"

On the ground, the old dog immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this.

And the white-haired old man's face twitched, and before he could speak, Qinglong raised his head immediately.

"Presumptuous, how can we be that tartar thief." Qinglong looked at Zhou Yun with an angry face.

The two half-step genius warriors on the side also glared at Zhou Yun.

"This..." Zhou Yun lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly realized something.

The white-haired old man smiled at Zhou Yun, raised his head and said proudly.

"The old man is the commander-in-chief of Jinyiwei, so naturally behind me is my Ming Dynasty emperor, the Zhu family."

Hearing this, Zhou Yun let out a breath of cold air straight to the top of his head, my good fellow, the hermits here are actually from the Ming Dynasty.

All in all, this is indeed hundreds of years.

"Little Heavenly Master, Sheng Gong knew you were coming, so he specially asked me to invite you to see him." The white-haired old man looked at Zhou Yun at this moment.

Zhou Yun frowned and was about to speak.

In the distance, a decaying and terrifying idea came across countless distances.

"Little friend..."