"High-level martial arts can cause death, Mr. Ji, your Ji family's Holy Heavenly Seal is very powerful. Lin Tian sneered and said sarcastically: "If my strength is average, it is me who is lying on the ground at the moment, and it is either dead or injured." ”

Mr. Ji's face twitched, unable to refute Lin Tian's words, because the fact was that Ji Zimo used the "Holy Heavenly Seal" first. He stretched out his hand to the audience and beckoned, and immediately two people came up and carried Ji Zimo down.

Lin Tian no longer paid attention to the people of the Ji family, but turned to the ancient martial artists under the field: "I said, no one can take it from me, if anyone wants to come up and give it a try, I am very welcome." ”

The scene was very quiet, no one made a sound, and no one came up, the ancient warriors witnessed the scene just now, who still has the confidence to beat Lin Tian?

The most complicated mood is the children of several major families, they are proud of themselves, they think they are the pride of the sky, but in the face of Lin Tian's wind-like momentum, they are helpless.

"Since no one has come up, this ring competition is over!" Lin Tian retracted his gaze, walked up to Xiao Manxue, and said: "Manxue, the Shadow Drawing Sword is still yours, and it is justifiable, if anyone dares to say that its origin is unknown in the future, you can teach him a lesson openly." ”

When he said the last sentence, Lin Tian glanced at Mr. Ji, the meaning was self-evident, in the entire ancient martial arts world, probably only the Ji family was unwilling to lose the Shadow Sword.

Xiao Manxue looked at Lin Tian and nodded slightly, her face was happy and sweet, and she was melancholy, Lin Tian thought she was worried about her sister, so she didn't think much about it.

However, seeing Lin Tian giving the sword, everyone's expressions were wonderful, and the man sighed, his face was full of pity, and the painting shadow sword of the town faction was sent out like this.

The woman is full of envy, the female disciples of Qingshuang Pavilion, while being happy for Xiao Manxue, how much they hope that the woman on the field is herself, a handsome guy unconditionally stands up for himself, unconditionally gives away the tools of the town faction, and the happiest thing in life is nothing more than this.

Ling Shuiyao's eyes were full of stars, as if he was also immersed in fantasy, even Situ Ruoling had a look of envy on his face, and when he looked at Lin Tian again, in addition to the resentment of revenge, there were more complicated emotions.

"Let's go. Lin Tian didn't want to stay any longer, and wanted the eldest lady to take him to see Xiao Manxuan.

Mr. Ji turned around with a gloomy face, staring at Lin Tian's back, his eyes contained anger: "Do you want to leave, leave the Shadow Sword, otherwise don't blame the old man for being polite!"

The corners of Lin Tian's mouth lifted, thinking that he knew that you were unwilling, he also turned around and looked at Mr. Ji: "I want to know, how is Mr. Ji unkind?"

"Do you think that if you break Zimo's Holy Heavenly Seal, you will have nothing to fear? The old man can tell you clearly that Zimo is not yet able to exert one-tenth of the power of the Holy Heavenly Seal, but the old man is different. Mr. Ji looked proud, although Lin Tian was also shocked when he won the battle against Ji Zimo, he didn't think that Lin Tian could beat him.

Because he didn't lie, Ji Zimo's skills were not as deep as his.

Lin Tian still looked disapplieving, and said calmly: "It is said that ginger is old and spicy, I want to see how much skill you use the Holy Heaven Seal, not bragging." ”

Being sneered at by a junior, Mr. Ji was even more annoyed, he used both hands, and a momentum suddenly burst out from his body, like a stormy wave, which made people completely unthinkable that an old man had such an extraordinary momentum.

"Enough, Mr. Ji!"

But before he could fully accumulate his strength to the peak, a cold voice sounded in the field, the sound seemed to fall from the sky, enveloping the entire venue, Mr. Ji heard this voice, his face changed slightly.

Lin Tian's heart moved, and he looked at the main seat of the venue, and in the position of the host, the Tang Pavilion Master stood together, and the Tang Pavilion Master, who had been standing still, finally took action.

Seeing her get up, Lin Tian knew that this battle could not be fought.

Sure enough, the Tang Pavilion Lord looked at Mr. Ji, his eyes were slightly oppressive: "Mr. Ji, the victory or defeat of the ring competition has been divided, and the ownership of the Painted Shadow Sword is also very clear, you also agreed to this competition before, but now you are backsliding, oppressing the junior as an elder, and spreading it, aren't you afraid of outsiders' jokes?"

"What's the joke? If I can't retrieve the Shadow Sword, my Ji family will become a joke. Mr. Ji suppressed his momentum slightly and said with a cold face.

"If it was before the competition, I wouldn't interfere in the competition for the Shadow Sword, but after the competition, the results have been clear, according to the rules, it belongs to my Qingshuang Pavilion disciple Xiao Manxue, at this time, if you want to seize my Qingshuang Pavilion disciple's things, you are openly provoking my Qingshuang Pavilion. ”

The Tang Pavilion Lord, who had been drifting out of the dust and was as cold as frost, was as hot as fire at the moment, Lin Tian seemed to have heard such a sentence, and wanted to move the disciple of the old lady, you try it.

Of course, it is unlikely that a woman as ethereal as the Tang Pavilion Lord will call herself an "old lady".

She had already said this very politely, and Mr. Ji's face was even more ugly: "Is the Tang Pavilion Lord giving the Ji family face?"

"If your Ji family doesn't give up, you can ask your patriarch to come and see if he can take something from my disciples. "The Tang Pavilion Master really doesn't give face at all, and he is still extremely tough.

Hearing Mr. Ji ask this kind of thing, Lin Tian knew that he was humiliating himself, just like someone at the wine table always persuaded him to drink, if he didn't drink my cup, he wouldn't give face, Lin Tian wanted to say, you are the oldest, give you face.

Face is earned by oneself, not by others. The people who say this kind of thing are all low IQ and EQ, and Mr. Ji is probably also anxious, so he will be so unscrupulous.

The Qingshuang Pavilion has been established for hundreds of thousands of years, standing tall, and the Tang Pavilion Lord is the head of a faction, if he gives in, how can he gain a foothold in the ancient martial arts world.

Mr. Ji's face was red and white, he was dozens of years old, and his face had changed so neatly, Lin Tian was also "admired".

"That being the case, the Ji family will leave, and there will be a period later. Mr. Ji gritted his teeth, suppressed the fire in his heart, and left with the people of the Ji family.

But before leaving, he looked at Lin Tian's eyes, he was so unwilling, and he was even more angry. Facing the threat of Mr. Ji before leaving, Lin Tian's expression did not change anything, he was threatened more times, and he was not worse than the Ji family.

As soon as the people of the Ji family left, coupled with the strong intervention of the Tang Pavilion Lord, the ownership of the Shadow Sword was finally a step higher, and everyone saw that there was no excitement to see, and they already had the intention of leaving.

Although the ancient warriors didn't have much time to watch the Painted Shadow Sword, they also felt that the trip was worthwhile, and the duel between Lin Tian and Ji Zimo alone could become their future conversation, and Lin Tian's name would soon spread in the ancient martial arts world.

Everyone waited for the host to give a closing speech, and then sent off the guests, and then they could leave, but the Tang Pavilion Master showed no signs of speaking, but walked up to the high platform and said loudly: "I take this opportunity to announce a major event in the pavilion......"