It was not until the sun hat and waited for a while that Sun Dapeng and his son came to their senses and looked at the back of Mr. Zhang standing in front of them, and were both surprised and happy.

Especially Sun Dapao, he has lived at such a long age and has seen all kinds of sexes. No matter what kind of sex it is, he can face it calmly. Even if he is his great enemy of life and death, he will just treat it as a passerby.

If it weren't for the two of them to make a life-and-death relationship, he really didn't have to fight with the Bull Demon King.

But he found that Zhang Tian, ​​a young man, was shocked and surprised again and again. He had to admit that Mr. Zhang was the most mysterious person he had ever met in his life, no doubt about it.

At the same time, Sun Dapao was also very fortunate that Sun Dabing was able to make friends with such experts.

"Brother Zhang, just let them go?" Sun Dagang walked to Mr. Zhang at this time and asked unwillingly that several of his brothers had died. If the guys from the sun hats just ran away like this, it would be too cheap for them.

"Don't worry, Dazeng, I didn't let them go." Zhang Dazeng turned around, patted Sun Dazeng on the shoulder, and laughed.

On the surface, Mr. Zhang let go of the sun hat and others, but he had already silently injected a feminine true energy into these people's bodies, and outsiders could not see anything. However, after seven days, these people would die suddenly and even the doctor could not check anything.

These guys made their home a mess and almost killed Sun Dabing and his son. Young Master Zhang would not let them go, but he didn't want their blood to smear their own land. Besides, he could not kill people in front of Han Mengyi.

Sun Dabing nodded, not understanding. At present, basically he would not have any doubts about anything that Mr. Zhang said.

A figure appeared from the door coldly. Sun Dagang and others raised their heads with great vigilance, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The person who came was, it turned out to be a madman.

The madman was very slow, and he looked around with a serious expression as he walked, especially the Buick car on the ground that was broken into two pieces. Even with the madman's ten thousand-year-old wood temperament, his face was shocked.

The madman's eyesight can naturally tell at a glance what kind of weapon the Buick was cut off from it instantly. According to ordinary people's thinking, this is simply impossible.

But the madman guessed the facts all at once, subconsciously looked up and looked at Master Zhang incredibly.

He knew that only his master Zhang Tian had such incredible skills.

But Young Master Zhang had already put away the flying sword. The madman looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't tell how Young Master Zhang did it.

"Master, what happened?" The madman then strode to Young Master Zhang and asked seriously, with a hint of self-blame and guilt in his tone. Such a big thing happened at home, but he was not here.

"The little thing is fine now." Mr. Zhang said harmoniously to the madman. Even if he didn't ask, Mr. Zhang knew that the madman must have gone out to fight. With his warlike and crazy temperament, he would go crazy when he stayed in the villa all day long.

I could still compete with him when I was there, but my own flying sword disappeared for nearly a month. It was expected that the madman could not stay there.

Besides, even the madman did not play much role in the villa. The other party was a mercenary, and such advanced weapons and fierce firepower could not be resisted by the madman.

Then everyone entered the room and exchanged greetings, no problem.

After a short rest, Sun Dapao and his son said goodbye. The bull Demon King's desperate bet ended in failure. The old man must have learned the news now and was probably about to arrange for a run away. As the bull Demon King's old opponent, Sun Dapao knew Bull Demon King's nature well.

Four years ago, Sun Dapao almost died, and Sun Dashen was forced to escape from Lizhou. Unexpectedly, four years ago, the Bull Demon King fled in a panic. This was really thirty years from Hedong to Hexi.

Young Master Zhang did not try to keep him, nor did he mean to take action. This was the grudge between Sun Dafu and his son and Niu Mowang. Moreover, Niu Mowang is now at the end of his life. Even if Sun Dapao and his son don’t deal with him, the entire Shayuan City, or even the entire Lizhou will not let him go.

"Mengyi, you were scared just now." After Sun Dapao and his son left, Young Master Zhang looked at Han Mengyi with some concern and asked.

"No." Han Mengyi bit her lip and shook her head hard, but the more she tried her best to deny it, the more it would show how panic she was before. Young Master Zhang couldn't help laughing.

"Zhang Tian, ​​why is your sword so powerful?" Han Mengyi suddenly remembered the shocking scene not long ago, and couldn't help but raise her head, showing a look of hatred and surprise.

When the madman on the side heard this, he suddenly surrounded him, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Mr. Zhang looked at Han Mengyi, then looked at the madman. After turning his hand, the flying sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. He played with it for a while and asked with a smile: "Are you talking about this sword?"

As soon as the flying sword came out, it made people feel radiant, and a faint chill came to their face. It would be dazzling just by looking at it. It seemed that it could not be looked at the sharpness of the flying sword. This flying sword was very appropriate to describe it in four words: it showed its sharpness.

Even Han Mengyi, who didn't know anything, could tell that this was an extremely magical sword. She widened her eyes on the spot and was amazed.

"Zhang Tian, ​​where did you buy this sword? Such a powerful sword should be a lot of money, right?" Han Mengyi couldn't help but gossiping and inquire as if she was admiring a rare treasure.

"Buy it? You can't buy it no matter how much it costs!" Mr. Zhang almost squirted out his saliva, "I made it myself."

"You practiced it yourself?" Han Mengyi shouted with her eyes and stared. The madman also looked surprised. Can you practice the sword by yourself?

Seeing the madman staring at the flying sword in his hand and drooling, Mr. Zhang also smiled and handed the flying sword to the madman, saying, "Madman, try it."

The madman was excited and picked it up and danced it in his hand for a few times. A kind of domineering aura arose, as if holding this sword in his hand, there was nothing that could not be split between heaven and earth.

"Madman, this sword has just been released and there is no name yet. You can choose his name." Mr. Zhang said with a smile.

When the madman heard this, his face was a little excited. This magic weapon could be named by himself, which was definitely a great honor for a man who became a warrior.

The madman did not refuse, and lowered his head and stared at the sword in his hand, concentrating his thoughts. The sharpness on the flying sword made the madman unable to let go for a long time, and an indescribable passion and momentum seemed to break out of his chest.
Chapter completed!