Win? ”

Jia Shengnan blinked on the side, she didn't expect this battle to end so quickly.

But there was a dead silence at the scene.

I saw the old man slowly open his eyes and said in a low voice, "It's coming!" ”

Zhang Zifeng swept towards the direction of the barbarian horn battle, and suddenly a terrifying black qi rose into the sky, and a deafening hum reverberated between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the ground of the entire tribe trembled at a high frequency.

"Hei Qi?" A hint of excitement swept across Zeng Xiaoman's face.

He didn't expect to see the same bloodline as himself here.

"Boom!"

A loud bang mixed with black qi suddenly swept away, and suddenly the position where the barbarian horn battle was standing, the towering trees around it were directly crushed.

In the midst of the black qi, the brute horn battle stepped out, and his eyes burst out with strong battle intent.

"Boy, it's very good, the punch just now is very perfect, I guess I didn't show any real skills, come, let's have a good fight!"

"Okay," Zhang Zifeng was still unsatisfied.

Compared with Qi's duel, he is more accustomed to hand-to-hand combat.

I only saw Zhang Zifeng step on his front foot, and the blood of the Ji family boiled.

A thick blood mist permeated from Zhang Zifeng's pores, and then his wheat-colored skin was like a furnace, exuding a scorching temperature.

When he saw Zhang Zifeng's state, the old man looked stunned, stepped forward, and stopped talking with his mouth long, looking extremely surprised.

"Is this little ghost the descendant of that clan, no wonder, no wonder, only the descendant of that clan, in hand-to-hand combat, can be compared to us."

"What is this?" The barbarian horn battle looked frozen.

Looking at Zhang Zifeng's posture like a Shura, his body actually had goosebumps.

"Corner battle, fight seriously, otherwise you will lose," the old man frowned.

"Lose?" The barbarian tribe looked at each other.

They really couldn't imagine how the First Warrior could lose the brute horn battle.

But the old man must have his reasons for opening his mouth.

"Father, don't worry, I can't lose," the barbarian horn condensed into the gods.

"Come on!" Zhang Zifeng didn't answer, but just began to approach the barbarian battle step by step.

The barbarian horn snorted coldly, and also headed towards Zhang Zifeng.

The two were already close in an instant, and the two fists collided violently, and the powerful force directly shattered the ground under the feet of the two of them, and the dust flew up, choking everyone back again and again.

"Who won?" The crowd looked.

I only saw two figures standing still, and they were evenly divided in strength.

"The strength of my punch has reached the peak of the Divine Warrior Realm, what?" Brute Horn Zhan asked with a smile.

"Same!" Zhang Zifeng said lightly.

"Then let's compare speed!" Suddenly, I saw the figure of the barbarian horn battle retreating, and then the fist shadow was like thunder, and the dense attack was towards Zhang Zifeng.

Zhang Zifeng did not retreat, and also met the enemy with his fists.

The two began to move at an alarming speed, and in their pass, the towering trees fell in one piece.

"Okay, good, it's been a long time since I've fought so hard!" The brute's horn battle body became heavier and heavier because of his full fist.

As the ancient power in his body boiled over this, his pupils gradually became covered in pitch black.

And Zhang Zifeng's scarlet eyes are even worse.

Zhang Zifeng was horrified that this brute horn battle was terrifying, and as everyone knows, the barbarian horn battle was also terrified that Zhang Zifeng's fist technique was fierce.

In the end, the two collided with each other with a punch, and they all shot behind them and withdrew, still a dead end.

Seeing this, the barbarian tribesmen were dancing excitedly.

And this is the most noble way of recognition of the barbarian tribe.

They recognized Zhang Zifeng's strength.

Some of the panting brute horns straightened their waists, looked at Zhang Zifeng, who was also uncomfortable, and said with a hearty smile, "Boy, I think let's not waste time, everyone takes out real guys, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to win." ”

"Okay, in that case, let's not waste time," Zhang Zifeng smiled.

Seeing that Zhang Zifeng was about to open the third order of the Ji family's bloodline, Jia Shengnan panicked at this time, "No, Loulan Feixue can't hold it anymore." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Zifeng's expression froze.

Seeing this, the brute horn battle sighed.

He looked at Zhang Zifeng and said, "Why don't we pause first?" ”

"If you can't win, my friend will die the same," Zhang Zifeng said.

Barbarian Horn Zhan shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the old man, and said, "Father, I recognize him as the most respected guest of our Barbarian Tribe. ”

The old man didn't answer, but looked at Loulan Feixue and said lightly, "Lift her up and follow me." ”

"She needs the essence blood, the essence blood of the Horn Warrior Clan, can you find the Horn Warrior Clan?" Jia Shengnan said.

Hearing this, everyone at the scene laughed.

The old man said lightly, "Don't you understand, we are actually the descendants of the Jiaowu clan, although we are not as strong as our ancestors, but we are not much weaker." ”

"Huh?" Jia Shengnan looked dazed.

Zhang Zifeng was not surprised, in fact, when he saw the black Qi, Zhang Zifeng already understood.

"Please," Zhang Zifeng said as he looked at the old man.

The old man didn't say anything, just turned around and left with Loulan Feixue.

"Don't worry, kid, the essence blood of my Jiaowu clan is fine," the barbarian horn battle dispersed Hei Qi, walked in front of Zhang Zifeng with a smile, looked up and down, and said, "The strength is at least the god general realm, right?" ”

Zhang Zifeng smiled and said, "Guess? ”

Barbarian Horn Zhan was slightly stunned, shook his head and smiled, "I'll know when the time comes, now we'll wait for news from friends." ”

It's night.

When Loulan Feixue opened her eyes, the old man had already finished treatment.

"Awake?" The old man said.

"Where am I?" Loulan Feixue looked dazed, and was about to get up when she felt a piercing pain.

At this time, I only saw that there was a wound on her wrist, which was actually cut open by the old man as the entrance to his own essence and blood.

When she saw the wrist wound and looked at the old man, Loulan Feixue had already understood, lay on the hospital bed, and said, "The predecessor is the legendary Jiaowu clan, right, thank you!" ”

"Thank you to the friends who should be thanked," said the old man.

"Friends?" Loulan Feixue was dazed.

She doesn't remember any friends she has.

Loulan is a mysterious, ominous, noble complex image, and no one will want to approach her.

But just as this sad thought came to her mind, a face full of smiling suddenly appeared.

Loulan Feixue's delicate body trembled, and she wondered why that nasty guy appeared in her mind.

"Where is he?" Loulan Flying Snow Road.

"What, you miss me, you don't want to make a promise because I saved me, right?" Suddenly, a ruffian's voice rang out.

Zhang Zifeng stepped in at the door, looked Loulan Feixue up and down with a smile, and nodded, "Well, yes, it's good that you're alive, it's good if you're not dead." ”

"What does my life have to do with it," Loulan Feixue said.

"Hahaha, little girl, this is a bad word, if it weren't for the man being recognized by our barbarian tribe, I'm afraid he would have died," Barbarian Horn Zhan patted Zhang Zifeng on the shoulder, quite a charm that I can only help here.

Hearing this, Loulan's little face under the mask blushed, and Loulan Feixue was speechless.

……

Late at night, Jia Shengnan opened his eyes, got up and pushed the door out.

Under the bright moonlight, the towering Demon Mountain looked like a demon with teeth and claws.

It's just that when Jia Shengnan saw the Demon Mountain, not only did he not show fear, but a gentle smile appeared.

At this time, in the darkness, a face emerged, looking at Jia Shengnan.

Jia Shengnan was not surprised, but showed a weird smile, knelt down in front of the mysterious man, and said, "You are finally here!" ”

"We're moving too slowly," the mystery man said coldly.

"But in the end, we didn't get here," the two of them looked at the Demon Mountain.

The legendary Demon Mountain that suppressed the terrifying demons.

They had only one purpose for arriving here, and now they were about to achieve it.