Zhang Ting had never felt so powerful, so even if he had recognized the person in front of him, he was not afraid at all.

"Mu Feihua, it's still too late to leave. Zhang Ting looked at the young man in front of him coldly and said in a deep voice.

The young man named Mu Feihua's face remained unchanged, but he looked at Zhang Ting with a smile, pointed at him with his finger and said, "I know you." Later, I will go back and say hello to the second sister for me, and say that my third senior sister has missed her a lot over the years......"

Zhang Ting was stunned, and for a while he didn't realize the subconscious meaning of Mu Feihua's words. In his impression, Miss Long did stay in the Xuanmen for a while, and if she had an old relationship with some people in the Xuanmen, it was not unreasonable.

When it came to Miss Long, Zhang Tingbiao showed surprising patience: "Since your senior sister is her good friend, then ......"

"Hahahaha!" Mu Feihua suddenly laughed, laughing so much that tears were about to flow out, and she bent down with her hands on her stomach. And when Zhang Ting saw such a situation, he naturally couldn't talk anymore.

On the other side, Miss Long in the Moon Tower had a gloomy face and spit out a sentence hatefully: "This stupid!"

Zhang Ting was a little inexplicable by Mu Feihua's laughter, but he also knew that this was not a good thing after all, so he immediately stopped talking nonsense with Mu Feihua, and shouted softly: "Rude man, look at the sword!"

Cultivation and sword intent have skyrocketed, and the power of Zhang Ting's sword has far exceeded usual, approaching the top level of foundation building.

However, Mu Feihua was still smiling and bent over, not even caring about the sword that Zhang Ting stabbed, and didn't raise her head.

Of course, Zhang Ting would not believe that a master of the dignified foundation building level would not even have this self-control ability, especially when the enemy's attack was coming. This can only show one thing, that is, the other party does not take himself seriously at all.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Even though he knew that the other party was a master of the Xuanmen Sect and the number one master of the Sword Sect, such a big move still made Zhang Ting angry in his heart.

Seeing that the long sword was falling rapidly, a short sword suddenly rose in front of Mu Feihua's chest, and unhurriedly held Zhang Ting's sword, which shook a few times, but it couldn't fall.

Mu Feihua raised her head at this time, and before the smile on her face could be wiped away, she shook her head and said, "I thought that he asked you to come over, but I didn't expect it to be just a little stronger in cultivation and sword intent." ”

Zhang Ting's expression was completely cold, and the long sword swept over from the bottom up, and at the same time, he was still saying: "Just like this, I can clean you up!"

Mu Feihua suppressed her smile at this time, stared at Zhang Ting carefully for a while, but still shook her head and said, "You are not qualified to let me use the sword." ”

"Keng!" Before Mu Feihua's words fell, the short sword slashed upward, and once again easily blocked Zhang Ting's sword, making him angry and unsuccessful, and even the strength made Zhang Ting take a few steps back before he could stand still.

"What are you talking about!" Zhang Tinghan said.

Mu Feihua glanced at him with a little pity, shrugged helplessly, and said, "That's the case." For Erya's sake, I can give you three swords, but if you don't hurry up, I'm welcome. ”

Zhang Ting finally stopped talking, and he responded with the sword in his hand. I saw Zhang Ting's whole person jump into the air, completely abandon the swordsman's reserve, and slash the sword like a knife.

Faced with such a rude style of play, Mu Feihua did not show more disdain, but nodded approvingly.

If he faces himself who is the first on the Sword Sect list, and the other party is still able to resist with swordsmanship, he will look down on the other party. On the contrary, such a pure and hard-hitting style of play can give full play to Zhang Ting's advantages.

With the dual blessing of the Ten Secret Rooms and the power of the world, Zhang Tingshan can be said to be the pinnacle of foundation building, which is much higher than that of Mu Feihua, which is also his only advantage now.

"It's a pity that you're still no match for me. Mu Feihua shook her head and chuckled, her right hand suddenly reached into the cuff of her left hand, and pulled out a pink long sword from it.

As soon as the pink long sword appeared, Zhang Ting felt his heart shake, and his whole person felt drowsy.

When Chu He in the Moon Tower saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He could see that the operating principle of Mu Feihua's pink long sword was similar to the original Lang Huan Heart Sword, and even the level might be higher.

"Are all the sword cultivators of the Xuanmen like this?" Chu He turned his head to look at Chen Xiao and asked very seriously.

"So to speak. Chen Xiao's gaze always fell on Zhang Ting's side, and he said nonchalantly, "Most of the swordsmen in Xuanmen don't cultivate sword spirits, they rely on powerful sword intent and Dao heart to suppress their opponents, and Mu Feihua is the best among them. ”

"The best?" Chu He then remembered that although Mu Feihua was the number one on the Sword Sect list, he was only ranked seventh among the nine sons of the Xuanmen.

Before Chu He's thoughts calmed down, he suddenly felt a wave around him, and when he turned his head to look again, he found that Chen Xiao had already disappeared, and his figure appeared directly on Zhang Ting and Mu Feihua's side.

At this moment, not only the two people in the field were stunned, but even the other people on the first floor were dumbfounded.

Originally, everyone thought that the Moon Tower meant to let the star envoys appear one by one to resist the invasion of outsiders, but who knew that this Moon Tower would be so shameless?

Mu Feihua, who had a confident look on her face before, looked at her opponent with a smile on her face, but at this time, her hairs were about to explode, and she didn't want to turn sideways, and the pink long sword went directly to her back.

At the same time, he actually quickly raised a kick and kicked it straight on Zhang Ting's stomach, kicking the latter out of the way.

Chen Xiao still used the soft sword, which was drawn to the pink long sword like a whip, and there was a piercing explosion in the air, and the pink long sword was actually pumped out. Then the powerful sword qi swept over, and Mu Feihua took a few steps back, blood spurting wildly from her mouth.

At this time, most of the ghost qi in the ghost domain had dissipated, and it could not hinder the monk's spiritual sense, so this scene also fell in the eyes of many people outside.

Ren Xian almost couldn't even pop out his eyes, and muttered, "This can't be...... The seventh senior brother has been on the top of the Sword Sect list for several years, how can there be such a powerful person in Zhongzhou Zhuji Sword Cultivation?"

There was silence in the ghost realm.

After Chen Xiao seriously injured Mu Feihua with a sword, he did not rush to pursue, but seemed to be waiting for something, while Mu Feihua leaned against a small mountain bag, looked at Chen Xiao with a solemn expression, and said nothing.

Zhang Ting stood aside in amazement, his expression a little sluggish.

Although he had already expected that he would not be able to defeat Mu Feihua, he could never have imagined that Mu Feihua only needed one kick to deal with him, and he really didn't even need a sword.

It wasn't until a long time later that a voice suddenly sounded in the emptiness: "Are you ...... Chen Xiao?"