Early the next morning, Yang Tian turned on his martial arts assistant. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Tian is not afraid of other martial artists looking for ****, as long as it is not a martial artist above level eight, he has the confidence to deal with it.

After Yang Tian opened the martial arts aid, he looked at the news about Tianxiong City.

The news and information on the martial arts auxiliary device are naturally related to the martial artist. Among these messages, Yang Tian found a piece of news information about himself and Qin Zhengyang. As described above, Qin Zhengyang obtained an eighth-level beast core from Yang Tian's hands, and many seventh-level martial artists **** wanted to buy it......

From such news, Yang Tian could see that until now, he had not met a seventh-level martial artist, and he was afraid that it was also related to Grandpa Qin.

The circle of martial artists is actually very small, these seventh-level martial artists naturally know some information that other martial artists don't know, they didn't come to Yang Tian, naturally because Yang Tian is Qin Zhengyang's quasi-grandson-in-law.

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Du Xiongwu's office.

Unlike the previous times, when he got the news that Qin Zhengyang was a ninth-level martial artist from his younger brother Du Xiongwen, and when he killed Yang Tian, he was stopped by Qin Zhengyang, Du Xiongwu did not get angry.

At this time, Du Xiongwu appeared very silent, without any expression on his face.

After a long time.

Du Xiongwu picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed a number.

"Hey! It's me, I need you and Lao Qi to come out, don't worry, after the matter is completed, I can promise you the thing you mentioned before......"

A few minutes later, when the other party hung up the phone, Du Xiongwu slapped the phone on the table, and the beautifully made mobile phone had become a pile of parts after Du Xiongwu withdrew his hand.

The two people Du Xiongwu was looking for were both seventh-level martial artists.

When a martial artist reaches level seven or above, he naturally has a certain status, even in the Shenwei Martial Arts Pavilion, Du Xiongwu cannot order them to do what they want to do at will. Du Xiongwu wanted to kill Yang Tian and avenge his dead son, which was a well-known thing.

After Yang Tian killed Du Xiongwu's son, most of the martial artists who knew about this matter thought that Yang Tian was in a catastrophe, but they never thought that the situation would develop to the current situation.

Every time Du Xiongwu sent out a person, he either died or returned in vain, as if he was slapping Du Xiongwu in the face.

This is a personal feud between martial artists, and Du Xiongwu naturally can't use the full power of the martial arts hall to issue a martial artist general order to Yang Tian, which is already the limit of what he can do. He now wants to let two seventh-level martial artists help, so naturally he has to pay some price.

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It's the middle of January 2116.

It's the coldest time of the year.

"Silk Silk ......"

Since Qin Zhengyang left, Yang Tian has been practicing his sword skills constantly.

His snow chopping knife technique has been affirmed by Qin Zhengyang, since Qin Zhengyang left, Yang Tian has been practicing, and the snow chopping knife technique is becoming more and more proficient in his hands.

The sky was overcast and the snow was falling heavily.

In order to keep his clothes from getting wet with snow, Yang Tian practiced his knife skills in the heavy snow with his upper body bare.

In the snow curtain, Yang Tian's figure flew up, his eyes were sharp, and every snowflake he watched was cut into two by him in an instant. The snowflakes falling from the sky are endless, and Yang Tian's knife technique is like flowing water, which is endless......

During this time, in addition to looking for food, he was constantly practicing his knife skills, from morning until dark.

Yang Tian's position has been completely exposed to the eyes of the martial artists, every day during this time, there are martial artists looking at Yang Tian from afar, but no one dares to come forward to provoke Yang Tian.

The strong are always feared by the weak.

Not only between foreign beasts, but even between warriors, this is the case.

In just half a year, Yang Tiandu had grown to the point where even a sixth-level martial artist had stopped in the face of him.

The heavy snow has closed the mountain, and it is difficult to move forward in the jungle, and most of the warriors who stay here are senior martial artists above the fifth or sixth level.

Standing in the distance, they naturally couldn't feel the power of Yang Tian's snow slashing knife, but they were surprised by Yang Tian's endurance, they practiced all day, without eating or drinking, and the martial artists here, except for Yang Tian, no one could do it.

"Whew~"

At this moment, a strong wind sound came from the sky above.

Yang Tian stopped the knife, and as soon as he raised his head, his eyes immediately widened.

From the sky, a white pegasus actually landed, this pegasus had eagle-like wings, each wing was three meters long, and there was a white jade-like horn on its forehead.

On Pegasus' back, there was also a brown-haired man.

Pegasus landed ten meters in front of Yang Tian, and the brown-haired man jumped off the horse and gently placed a foal in his arms on the ground.

"Wow ......"

At this moment, the white Pegasus looked up and looked around, and uneasily shaved the snow with its front hooves, and two white air currents erupted from its nostrils.

The brown-haired man patted the white Pegasus on the neck and said a few words of English to Pegasus.

Yang Tian had studied English and knew that the brown-haired man was comforting the white flying horse.

Yang Tian naturally knew the reason why this flying horse was uneasy. This is because the little green dragon is near here, the little green dragon guards Yang Tian during the day, and at night he goes out to hunt other strange beasts, devouring the beast core, and his strength has increased rapidly, and now the little green dragon's body exudes a kind of aura, even if it is a sixth-level foreign beast, it will feel uneasy when it perceives the breath of the little green dragon.

After Pegasus calmed down, the brown-haired man took a few steps towards Yang Tian and stopped at a distance of about five meters from Yang Tian.

"You're Mark, aren't you?"

Yang Tian said with a smile in English that was not very fluent.

When Qin Fei was talking to Yang Tian on the phone, he mentioned Mark, Yang Tian naturally knew what Mark looked like, and as soon as he saw Mark, he recognized it.

Mark nodded and said in unfamiliar Chinese: "Yang Tian, I want to duel with you!" I've been looking for you for days, and I've been delayed for the sake of my unicorn mount. If you lose, give Qin Fei to me. ”

Yang Tian smiled and said, "If you want to duel with me for this reason, I will not accompany you, because I love Qin Fei and will not see her as a bet." We Easterners, and you Westerners, are different in many ways in terms of how we do things. ”

After Yang Tian finished speaking, Mark was silent for a moment, nodded, and said to Yang Tian again: "Then, I want to compete with you and compare the levels." ”

Yang Tian nodded at this time.

Mark had a handsome face, a strong body, and a giant sword behind his back, when Yang Tian finished speaking, Mark put down his backpack, untied the sword he was carrying behind him, and pulled out the giant sword more than a meter long from the scabbard.

Mark's sudden appearance was naturally noticed by the surrounding martial artists, and when Yang Tian and Mark were talking, more than a dozen high-level martial artists appeared around.

These people, during this period of time, were so close to Yang Tian for the first time, but they were only a hundred meters away.

Yang Tian glanced around, and finally, his gaze fell on the white flying horse. Next to this pegasus, there is also a foal, but the pony has no wings and looks very cute.

This magical and beautiful beast made Yang Tian feel very surprised, and he thought to himself, if he could give such a flying and beautiful beast to Qin Fei as a mount, Qin Fei would definitely be very happy......

Seeing Yang Tian staring at his mount, Mark said proudly, "This is my unicorn mount, named Nasha. It is the most precious gift that God has given me since I came to your Eastern World. ”

Yang Tian nodded and said to Mark, "Can you give me this foal?" ”

Mark laughed, raised the giant sword in his hand, and pointed at Yang Tiandao: "If you defeat me, let's talk about it!" ”

Yang Tian looked at Mark's radiant blue eyes and nodded.