After the rise of Zhang Tian, he was invincible in the hearts of Mulin and the others, and they all thought that there were few people in Huaxia who could compete with Zhang Tian.

And right now, a young man who seemed to be about the same age as Zhang Tian turned out to be on a par with Zhang Tiandou, which made Mu Lin and the others unable to close their mouths in shock.

In the sky, gradually, Zhang Tian's sword moves became slower and slower, and the moves of the season wind became slower and slower.

Suddenly!

Zhang Tian's closed eyes glared, and his eyes were full of glow.

At the same time, Zhang Tian slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

Suddenly, the sword slashed slightly, and I saw that around the monsoon wind, a circular sword qi formed.

Looking from below, the sword qi was like a hula hoop, but the fierce sword intent on the sword qi was like an angry wave.

"Go!"

Zhang Tian raised his sword upward, and suddenly, the circle of sword qi was separated, turning into eight huge sword qi, and swept towards the monsoon wind in the direction of gossip!

"Good time!"

Ji Xingfeng laughed heartily, his body shook, only to hear a muffled sound coming from his body, as if there had been an explosion in his body.

But at this time, the momentum of the monsoon wind was stronger, like a peerless sword out of the sheath.

"Then you can also look at my trick, flowers are raining!"

"Flowers are raining down!"

The blue demon's pupils shrank, and he was shocked and lost his voice: "Senior Brother Ji actually used this trick, this trick was comprehended by Senior Brother himself, and he also used this trick to defeat the Eighth Elder of the sect at the beginning!" ”

"I don't know if Senior Brother Ji can win the Northern Han King with this move!" The two little junior sisters said nervously.

"Absolutely! The Eighth Elder once said that this move would be difficult to resist unless it was in the late stage of the Grandmaster, and the King of the Northern Han did not reach the late stage of the Grandmaster after all! The blue demon said word by word.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present gasped.

They never thought that a seemingly ordinary young man hidden in the Lan family turned out to be a **oss!

In mid-air, Ji Xingfeng suddenly raised his arm and pointed his sword into the air!

In an instant, the fierce sword intent on Ji Xingfeng's body reached the top, and at the tip of the sword, a huge lotus flower as scorching as the sun appeared.

At first, it was a flower bone, and in an instant, the petals of the lotus flower opened to all sides, like a blooming flower.

Bloom fast, wither faster.

I saw the petals falling in all directions, and at this moment, people felt a touch of silence.

The petals had just fallen, and suddenly, the surroundings of Ji Xingfeng's body became fierce, and the petals turned into petals the size of ten thousand raindrops in an instant, and these ten thousand petals rushed towards the eight huge sword rays that attacked like falling rain.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A violent roar was heard.

The whole mid-air of the Great Smoky Mountains was full of wind and clouds, and the wind was fierce, blowing the boulders of the rocky platform trembling incomparably, and even the smaller boulders were blown away, and many of the top of the mountain were uprooted by this strong wind, as if the top of the mountain was being subjected to a catastrophe from heaven and earth.

If the martial artists with low cultivation levels present and Mu Lin and the others were not protected by the true qi passports of the various martial artists, they would even be affected.

The thunderous roar rang out for a full minute.

The sound faded, and after another minute, the air gradually returned to clarity.

I saw Zhang Tian and Ji Xingfeng standing sideways in the air, looking at each other.

"Who won?"

The blue demon said with a round gaze.

"Did Senior Brother Ji win?" The eyes of the two little junior sisters kept sweeping the monsoon situation.

"This—this is a shocking battle!"

"I don't know who won and who lost the duel just now!"

"Could it be that the King of the Northern Cold, who has never tasted defeat, is going to lose today?"

"What is the result? What are they doing? ”

Everyone was shocked and discussed.

Li Xiaoya, who was on the side, breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't care if Zhang Tian won or lost, as long as the person was fine.

Suddenly.

Zhang Tian opened his mouth in mid-air, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded, and said:

"I don't know your honorable name?"

"My name is Monsoon."

When Zhang Tian heard this, he arched his hand, his eyes hung with a trace of gratitude, and said, "Thank you Brother Ji for helping!" ”

Although Zhang Tian was feeling before, he also knew the situation around him, Ji Xingfeng saw that he had an epiphany and helped, this atmosphere made Zhang Tian extremely admirable!

If he didn't make a move, then the blue demon wouldn't have been able to make the previous sword move even more enlightened, and the effect of the epiphany would be greatly reduced.

The power of this sword move is very strong, even stronger than a single Heaven Fourteenth Style Killing Sword! After Zhang Tian used this move, he gave it a name, called the Eight Swords, because the power of each sword was not weaker than the previous single lore sword!

However, while thanking, Zhang Tian also had some curiosity about the man in front of him, he broke the lore eight swords he had comprehended, and it seemed that he still had some strength left, and he really couldn't see where his bottom line was!

In short, Zhang Tian's evaluation of him is only two words: very strong!

"It's okay, you and I meet is fate, if you can't have an epiphany this time, it will be a big regret in life, since I'm by my side, I won't stand by." Ji Xingfeng smiled slightly.

"Hahaha, Brother Ji is atmospheric, why don't we go have a few drinks? Drinking and talking? Zhang Tian laughed twice, and had a hint of friendship with Ji Xingfeng.

"Good! It just so happens that I have a jar of fine wine here, and it is also a great pleasure to drink with the King of the Northern Cold. Ji Xingfeng smiled and nodded.

The two of them dodged to the side of the rocky platform.

Zhang Tian glanced at Hong Xiaowei and the rest of the family, groaned, and said:

"This competition is won by Brother Ji, then this is the Lan family."

After speaking, Zhang Tian glanced at Hong Xiaowei and Hong Qianji with a little apology, but there was only a smile on their faces, and they seemed to fully support Zhang Tian's approach.

"No, no, no, the previous confrontation between me and Brother Bei was only evenly matched, and there was no such thing as winning or losing." Ji Xingfeng hurriedly shook his head and said.

"Eh, Brother Ji, losing is losing, winning is winning, you help me have an epiphany, this is already a great love, I am counting me as winning, I really don't want to go, Brother Ji doesn't need to say anything about this matter." Zhang Tian waved his hand.

"This ......" Ji Xingfeng looked at the Lan Xiaodemon and the other Lan family, he was not good at this kind of pulling language battle, and he didn't know what to say.

It was the blue demon who glanced at his father.

Lan Qishan, on the other hand, walked to the front and said with a smile:

"This one is naturally won by the King of the Northern Cold, because the competition is a competition of little demons, and Ji Xingfeng has already broken the rules, but since the King of the Northern Han is ashamed, it is better to do this, the result of the competition is considered to be won by the old family Hong, and my Lan family is tied for the first place, usually when the children of the Lan family are ready to break through, they come to the Great Smoky Mountains to retreat for a period of time, what do you think, Mr. Hong?"

"Good!"

Hong Qianji replied with a smile.

The Xia family, the Gong family, the Lu family and others all looked at the Lan family master with envy, and they were even more happy with this result, of course, in their opinion, it could be regarded as the Lan family's leakage.

Luck is too good, to have a Qinglian Sword Sect Tianjiao disciple to make a move, just being able to come here to retreat and break through is very tempting.

At the end of the competition, at twelve o'clock at noon, the people of the eight major families had lunch in the restaurant of the villa.

After the meal, Zhang Tian and Ji Xingfeng came to the other courtyard, and Zhang Tian also tasted the fine wine brewed by the sect that Ji Xingfeng took out.

The two spent an afternoon discussing swords, Zhang Tian knew a lot of sword moves, which made Ji Xingfeng couldn't help but marvel again and again, and Ji Xingfeng's own unique set of indirects made Zhang Tian feel like he was suddenly open.

At the end of the chat, the two even met late, this scene couldn't help but surprise the Lan Xiaodemon and the others on the side, because Senior Brother Ji had hardly talked like this in the sect for an afternoon.

When the sky gradually darkened, Zhang Tiancai got up to say goodbye and left, before leaving, Ji Xingfeng left his mobile phone number to Zhang Tian, telling him that he would play in the world for about a year, Zhang Tian also told him that he had the opportunity to go to Heshi, and he would entertain him.

That night, everyone came to the Peninsula Hotel again, Zhang Tian booked a ticket to Dagang City, the island country, the next day, Li Xiaoya also booked a ticket back to Beijing, Mu Lin, and Lu Xiaojiao planned to play for a few days.

Zhang Tian gave his only remaining beauty pill to Mu Lin, who was smiling. So Mu Lin planned how to give gifts.

In one night, Li Xiaoya tried her best to serve Zhang Tian, especially with the two groups of ** in front of her, which simply allowed Zhang Tian to try an emperor-like life.

Until ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, the two came to the airport, Li Xiaoya took the lead in boarding, her eyes were full of reluctance, and Zhang Tian kissed goodbye repeatedly before boarding the plane and leaving.

Immediately, Zhang Tian sat in the waiting room until it was time to check in and board the plane, when suddenly, a group of people came from outside.

Four men in black suits and a teenage woman.

The woman's appearance is delicate, with a ponytail, wearing light blue ultra-short pants that only cover her buttocks, leaking two white and tender legs, but there is a red mark on the knee of her right leg, which looks like she fell.

Her upper body is a white short sleeve, and there is a little dust on the short sleeve, and there is a pale red palm red mark on the left side of her white and tender cheeks.

Looking at the posture, it seems that these four men punished and restricted this white and tender beauty, but what made Zhang Tian pay attention to them was that among the four men, three middle-aged people were all martial artists, and one young man, although he was not a martial artist, but the momentum on his face was like an authentic second ancestor.

However, these people just let Zhang Tian take a look, and then, Zhang Tian walked directly to the security check.

"Let's go!"

A twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man beside the woman had a wisp of lust in his eyes, pretended to reprimand, and deliberately patted the woman's upright arm.

"Don't touch me! Matsuaki, do you want to die? There was murderous intent in the woman's eyes, and she glared at the young man with great resentment.

"Meisha, are you talking to your own brother and me like this?" The man scoffed.

"Get out, I'm not from your Muramasa family, my surname is Bai, not any bullshit Muramasa!" The woman said resentfully.

"Hehehe, Muramasa Misa, tell you, you are a member of the Muramasa family in life, and you are a ghost of the Muramasa family in death, and your bitch mother's death is for the benefit of the family! Naturally, you dare to poison your father for this? It's good that Uncle Zhenyi is back, otherwise you would have succeeded! Muramasa Matsuaki sneered.