Zhao Hongsleeve saw Ji Haotian's figure wrapped in a sword qi slamming towards her, her brows tightened, at this moment she was still in the shock wave that had just exploded, and it was difficult to dodge, because once she dodged, she would only be more passive, and even if she immediately released a protective true qi, ready to withstand this wave of damage.

And there was already a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

Since Ji Haotian went berserk, it was like a different person, and the aura emanating from his body was very different from the previous tricks, and the fury in it had already made Zhao Hongsleeve feel strongly uneasy.

"Shhhh

Ji Haotian's speed was so fast, there was already a whistling sound of air flow around him, because the speed was too fast, causing a sword in his hand to become fiery red in the process of rubbing against the air, as if it had just been smelted in a furnace.

"Fight the Wind Gu Sutra!"

With Zhao Hong's sleeves roaring, a supreme internal breath instantly condensed into the shape of a flying goose around her body, letting out a crane chirp, flashing its wings in front of her.

Ji Haotian walked quickly, narrowing the distance between the two at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and even the ground under him made the sound of sore teeth, cracking one after another, and rubble flew sideways.

"Bang!"

As Jian Feng pointed out, the flying goose that was blocking in front of Zhao Hongsleeve's body was instantly shattered by the violent aura, like a thin piece of rice paper, which did not play a protective role at all.

"Buzz!"

The powerful air flow brought by the sword blade roared towards Zhao Hong's sleeves, which had already made the tips of her hair slightly scorched.

Even though the catfish lead was still running, trying to drain the aura emanating from Ji Haotian to the sides of Zhao Hongsleeve's body, Zhao Hongsleeve could still feel the power of his blow.

"Hiss!"

As Ji Haotian got closer and closer, a spirit rune on Zhao Hong's chest actually appeared as if it had been burned by a raging fire, and this trace became more and more obvious, and in the end, a little spark came out and burned the whole thing.

"Whew!"

The strong wind was blowing, and the spirit runes that were burned to ashes were directly blown away by the wind.

Zhao Hongsleeve, who did not have a catfish protector, really felt the power of Ji Haotian's sword at this time, and his heart trembled violently.

Could it be that at this moment, what he is exerting is his true strength?

This man is so strong.

With his violent aura, for himself, it is simply an existence like an old age.

At this moment, Zhao Hongsleeve's heart was suddenly full of despair, he knew that the magic circle could actually make him lose his mind under the influence of the demons in his heart, and he shouldn't have set him on fire**.

Looking at the body that had turned into a phantom, as well as a pair of red eyes, Zhao Hongsleeve sighed and closed his eyes gently.

"Boom-"

The violent aura came to his face, and the strong and coercive pressure exuded by Ji Haotian had already caused Zhao Hong's shirt to burn countless holes under the scorching heat, exposing snow-white skin like condensed fat.

"Buzz!"

The sword in Ji Haotian's hand slashed through the surrounding void and stabbed straight at Zhao Hongshou's throat.

"Hulala!"

The wind was raging, and the tips of Zhao Hong's sleeves were blown to dance constantly, even though the Qingshuang Sword continuously emitted three sword qi to protect the master, all of them were easily penetrated.

Zhao Hongsleeve closed his eyes tightly, and he could already feel the rolling heat wave emanating from the sword.

But after waiting for a long time, I still didn't feel the slightest pain.

So, he opened his eyes slightly.

At this moment, Ji Haotian was standing opposite her, his sword was immovable, only a hair's length away from her throat, even if Zhao Hongsleeve breathed too hard, he would be pierced by the tip of the sword.

Ji Haotian's red eyes are like two brilliant rubies, deep and impossible to peep.

In the surrounding audience, hundreds of thousands of viewers saw this scene, got up one after another, and watched this scene with bated breath.

So far.

The final of the Toei Kyoto Prefecture Martial Arts Tournament seems to have been decided.

Everyone was waiting, they wanted to see if Hua Tian would stab his opponent in the throat with a sword.

"Whew!"

Zhao Hongsleeve looked at Ji Haotian's incomparably red eyes, his breathing was short, and the red sword body of the sword still exuded billowing heat.

At this moment, as long as Ji Haotian took a gentle step forward, she would die.

For the first time in her life, Zhao Hongsleeve felt so tormented, and in the face of this strong man who had lost her mind, her fate was also waiting for the verdict.

"You said we're friends, right?"

Zhao Hongsleeve looked at Ji Haotian's terrifying eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a smile was revealed: "I know, you are irrational now, but it is much better to be able to die in the hands of your friends than in the hands of your opponent." ”

After speaking, Zhao Hongsleeve slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the arrival of death again.

"You're right, we're friends. ”

A slightly hoarse voice gently reached her ears.

Zhao Hongsleeve opened his eyes in disbelief, and suddenly found that the redness in Ji Haotian's eyes had slowly dissipated, and in its place, it was still the black pupils that did not stop his anger.

"You ......"

Zhao Hongsleeve was shocked when he saw that Ji Haotian was able to recover from his violent state at such a fast speed, how strong should this person be?

"The illusion is beautiful, thank you. ”

Ji Haotian flicked his wrist, and the sword exploded in the void, embedded in the ground, and then, he turned around slightly, and slowly walked to the display cabinet where the cicada wing knife was stored: "As for this knife, I will accept it!"

"Wow-"

At the moment when Ji Haotian took a step, the audience was boiling, and hundreds of thousands of viewers stood up one after another, shouting his name.

At this moment, he has become the well-deserved king of the martial arts conference.

After this battle, the word Huatian will become the most dazzling new star in the global martial arts world.

In the midst of all the attention, Ji Haotian's pace was steady, and he climbed the podium step by step that only champions are qualified to stand on.

For the Dongying martial arts world, this podium is the most sacred place in their hearts.

Dongying's current strongest combat power, the twenty people of Guanwu, all came out of this podium when they were young.

It is known as the cradle of the martial arts masters.

For thousands of years, Ji Haotian was the first foreigner to stand here.

The person who single-handedly stepped on the entire Dongying martial arts world under his feet, he was the first person in history.

"Huatian!"

"Huatian!"

“......！”

The shouts of countless spectators soared into the sky, almost opening the entire martial arts arena.

Ji Haotian turned around slightly, and his figure was shrouded in sunlight.

Reign in the world, look at the unparalleled.