As soon as the words fell, a cloud rose under Zhang Tian's feet, and his body instantly turned into a streamer and flew towards the outskirts of Suzhou outside the Chen family.

Seeing this, Chi Huafeng shook his head and smiled slightly, and his body flew up and followed.

And Wen Lianqing and Ma Banxian's faces also changed slightly.

"Humph!"

Wen Lianqing snorted coldly, and lightly stepped on the ground with his toes, and suddenly cracks bloomed on the ground, and then Wen Lianqing and Ma Banxian also flew up and followed.

However, Dao Kang, Ma Guan and other martial artists couldn't fly, but even so, everyone rushed up one by one, and jumped to a height of more than ten meters with a slight jump, stepping on the house or the tip of the tree to run quickly to the outskirts of Suzhou, for fear of missing this shocking battle!

During the period, among the many guests, there were also a few people who ran wildly, with a chivalrous awe-inspiring spirit, which made everyone never expect.

This formation ended in less than a minute, because all the martial arts people present didn't want to miss this battle, so they all tried their best and ran away as fast as they could.

After they left, everyone present, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to say, at this time, there are still people continuing this birthday banquet, all their thoughts are on Zhang Tian and others who are leaving.

But no one was planning to leave at this time, because they wanted to see who would win today!

At this moment, Han Qianxue came to her senses, her eyes were full of worry, just now when Zhang Tian was talking about the origin of the name of the Northern Han King, Han Qianxue's heart was as sweet as honey, and her eyes were full of love when she looked at Zhang Tian who was floating in the air.

And after they left, Han Qianxue began to worry about Zhang Tianlai again.

"Qianxue, don't worry, Jiren has his own natural appearance, I believe that Zhang Tian will return safely." At this time, Han Jiahui and Chen Ping walked over, and Chen Ping patted her shoulder and comforted.

Chen Ping still has the current idea of Zhang Tianna, and even at this time she feels that they want to hug Zhang Tian's thighs, but it is ridiculous that she said no to Zhang Tian at the beginning, whenever she thinks of this, Chen Ping is always ashamed in her heart.

However, what makes people feel interesting is that at this time, when the elders of the Chen family saw Han Jiahui and the two standing beside Han Qianxue, they couldn't recognize Kailou and repeatedly ordered the juniors to bring chairs over, and their attitude was extremely enthusiastic, and many people said:

"It's still Qianxue's vision, I've really found a fast son-in-law who rides the dragon."

"Yes, this credit is still due to Chen Ping and Jiahui's goddaughter."

“......”

Around Han Qianxue, there was a voice of praise, and a series of words of praise were spoken by everyone in the Chen family as if they didn't want money.

At this time, Chen Ping and Han Jiahui both raised their heads and chests were full of red light, and the stuffiness accumulated in their hearts for many days was swept away.

It's just that the people of the Wen family on the lower side were a little unhappy when they saw this, and even a few people laughed out loud:

"What's that? I really can't get used to seeing these two faces. ”

"Look at the way they look, they're almost licking their shoes."

"Yes, seeing that someone is the queen of the Northern Cold, she changed her face, it's really contrived."

“......”

However, after hearing this, some of the people in the Chen family turned red, and even more resentful, and began to fight back.

When the guests saw that things had developed to this scene, they couldn't cry or laugh in their hearts, everyone who was doing it was the upper-class people in Suzhou, and today they actually made such a war of words.

However, the people who quarreled were all low-status people, such as Chen Qi, Chen Dexing and Wen Qiangsheng and other heavyweights, who did not speak, but they also ignored them at this time, they all looked thoughtful, because it is useless to talk fast for a while here, and whether you win or lose, it still depends on the victory or defeat of the battle over there.

......

Let's talk about the main battlefield, Zhang Tianyi rode in the dust, flew in the front, two minutes later saw a group of mountains, there was a large canyon open space in the mountains, Zhang Tian went down, waited for half a minute, Chi Huafeng, Wen Lianqing, Ma Banxian arrived.

At this time, the three of them were very surprised, because Zhang Tian's speed was too fast, and they were chased after them and were left behind a long distance.

However, what they didn't know was that Zhang Tian only used half of his speed, and if he used all his strength, it would still be easy to get rid of them, and how could they understand the mystery of the Eighteenth Heavenly Style.

"King of the Northern Cold, I thought you would give in, but I didn't expect you to be a little arrogant!" Wen Lianqing licked his lips and stared at Zhang Tian and said.

"You two want me to bow your head too? Think too highly of yourselves. Zhang Tian scoffed.

Ma Banxian raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and said coldly: "Facing the two of us, I really can't think of any chance of you winning." ”

"Humph!" At this time, Wen Lian snorted coldly and said, "I am enough to deal with him alone." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Lianqing shouted violently:

"Here come the guns!"

In an instant, Wen Lianqing was stunned, the light flashed on his hand, and a spear appeared in his palm, the body of the spear was pitch black, it looked like it exuded a faint luster, and the head of the spear was silver, flashing with a cold and dazzling cold light on it.

"This is Wen Lianqing's spiritual weapon black wind gun, it has always been said that one inch is long and one inch is strong, Wen Lianqing's marksmanship is famous all over the world, Xiaotian, you should pay attention to it later."

Chi Huafeng's expression was a little solemn.

"Hmm." Zhang Tian smiled slightly, and the short sword that he named 'Erdan' turned into a three-foot long sword and was held in Zhang Tian's hand.

At this moment, the field was quiet, the breeze was gently blowing, and the hair of several people was also dancing with the wind.

After nearly five minutes, the four of them remained motionless, all staring at each other.

Suddenly, Wen Lianqing's body moved, his body turned into a streamer, and he struck Zhang Tian like lightning, and the spear in his hand was raised horizontally by him, and at the same time, Wen Lianqing's mouth was like singing:

"A little chill comes first!"

From Zhang Tian's point of view, Wen Lianqing's figure faded, and there was only a little cold light in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Tian raised his eyebrows and hit a Qingyun hand!

I saw a huge light cloud-like palm forming between the two of them, and quickly slapped towards Wen Lianqing.

However, Qingyun's hand did not block it in the slightest, and he saw that a touch of cold light broke Qingyun's hand in an instant, and the momentum hit Zhang Tian unabated.

When the spear head came closer, Zhang Tian quickly swung his sword, from the bottom up, picked up the spear, and the moment the sword body and the spear touched, Zhang Tian clearly felt a wave of trembling energy pouring into his body from the tip of the spear through the transmission of the sword body, making Zhang Tian's body faintly numb.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Lianqing's body came to the front of him, and he suddenly punched, this punch was tiger and tiger, and the fist was not yet in the fist, and the hair of the two people was dancing, and their clothes were rattling.

said that it was too late, and when Zhang Tian saw the incoming punch, he also followed suit.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Zhang Tian and Wen Lianqing both took more than ten steps back.

After the first blow, the two were evenly matched.