The trace of the sky.

Night stars are rare.

Luo Feng sat high above the city, carrying red wine in his hand, leaning against a peach wood sword, and the night breeze was blowing.

He is waiting for someone.

The wolf cub practiced boxing in the distance and turned around, "Do you think he will really come?"

Luo Feng took a sip of wine and said with a smile, "He will definitely come."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Intuition," Luo Feng said confidently, "Standing from his height, I hope to meet someone who understands him."

"Who knows him?"

"I," Luo Feng said lightly.

This sentence is arrogant, but it does not seem abrupt.

When he reached such a state as Luo Feng, he also understood more and more what it means to long to understand the feeling of drawing his sword.

That is the loneliness of understanding the sword path, and the desire for another sword of resonance.

There are tens of millions of swords, but what you know is precious when you know that swords.

"He's here," the wolf cub smelled a slight danger and looked up at the horizon.

On the street horizon, a sports car rushed over and finally stopped at a 100-meter-meter-long position in the city.

In the car, the young man in a suit jumped out of the car. When he saw Luo Feng waiting for him, the young man smiled.

"Long time no see Luo Feng," Ji Zhantian said with a smile.

"It's been more than half a year."

"It seems that the rumors are true, you seem to have become stronger, and the eighth-grade swordsman is very good."

"What a pity, you are already a ninth-grade swordsman."

"What, are you scared?"

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't wait for you here," Luo Feng threw the red wine out.

Ji Zhantian took it casually and glanced at the red wine.

"Swordsmen are most afraid of drinking. Drinking will numb your brain and swing your sword will become dull."

Luo Fengpi smiled and said, "Why are you making excuses for your miserable loss after a while?"

"Not this," Ji Zhantian smiled, raised the red wine and finished drinking it in big gulps. Ji Zhantian's face, whose facial features were similar to Luo Feng, turned a little flushed.

"Come on," Luo Feng was about to get up.

"Stop waiting, today I'm here to compete with you," Ji Zhantian said lightly.

"Then what are you here for?" Luo Feng frowned.

Luo Feng has been practicing swordsmanship for the past six months, not just to hear this sentence.

"I have some things to leave the Northern Region for a while. When I come back, we will compete again. Besides, with your strength and simple swordsmanship, you are definitely not my opponent."

"Luo Feng, I admit that you are my Ji Zhantian's opponent who deserves to draw the sword. I also want to fight you, but now if I defeat your spirit, it would be a big loss."

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, "So what?"

Ji Zhantian took out a U disk from the car and threw it to Luo Feng on the city.

"The content of my secret method of the Ji family is also my understanding of it. During the time I left, you still have enough time to practice."

"I believe you have a talent that is not inferior to me. During the period when I left, I should be able to become a ninth-grade swordsman. Of course, I hope you can master the transparent sword intent like me."

"Inside is the Fulong sword of the Ji family. Aren't you afraid that the Ji family will be angry?"

After all, Fulong's sword path is one of the important secret techniques of the Ji family, and it is definitely not easily passed on, otherwise it will be killed.

Ji Zhantian shrugged, "What do you have to do with me? They just want to pursue fame and fortune. I just want to be the peak of martial arts, so I regard you as an opponent and a friend."

"I'm going to be moved by what I said," Luo Feng said leisurely.

"Come on, climb to where I am, and I will wait for you."

"where are you going?"

Ji Zhantian shook his head, "Perform some special tasks of the Ji family. If possible, we will meet during the period."

"Okay, I'll wait for you, don't die."

The two looked at each other and smiled, which was a pity for their opponents.

Luo Feng used to regard Ji Zhantian as his enemy, but now it seems that there is no reason to do so.

Ji Zhantian was free from the blood of the Ji family, but from Luo Feng’s understanding of Ji Zhantian these days, he realized that this first genius of the Ji family was different from those of the Ji family who considered themselves very high.

His vision is something that the children of the Ji family will never reach in their lifetime. He only has sword skills in his eyes, does not sympathize with the weak, respects the strong, and only has a sword in his heart.

This is the purest warrior, and what reason does such a person not be able to move towards a higher position?

"By the way," the car window slowly shook, Ji Zhantian poked his head out and said lightly, "Next time you can use bloodline, I should have guessed why you didn't use your real skills to me."

Luo Feng was stunned and became alert.

Ji Zhantian smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I said I am different from them. Although I don't know what happened to you, those have nothing to do with me. I only care whether your sword speed can keep up with me and whether it can be done. Let me swing my sword with all my strength, this! More important than anything else, even better than life.”

"It's interesting," Luo Feng took the U disk into his pocket and waved his hand, "Okay, don't regret it."

“See you goodbye.”

Ji Zhantian, who came to tell Luo Feng that he was leaving for a while, disappeared from the night horizon in his sports car.

"This guy is so strange," the wolf cub stepped forward. He could obviously feel the terrifying aura released by Ji Zhantian, which made him unable to help but kneel down.

This was the first time he had smelled such an aura, which was simply unfathomable.

Luo Feng said leisurely, "No wonder, this is Ji Zhantian, let's go."

"Brother Luo Feng," at this moment, a sound like a spirit bird came from afar.

Luo Feng frowned.

Only a luxury RV was seen driving.

Ji Xuanyi poked her head out and greeted Luo Feng on the city wildly.

"Don't be nervous, it's a friend," Luo Feng grabbed the wolf cub and sighed in his heart.

This Ji Xuanyi is really a clingy person. She probably heard the news about herself and was looking for her.

"Hey, you are not my brother Luo Feng, who are you?" Ji Xuanyi jumped out of the car and found that the young man in the city looked extremely ordinary, but his figure was a bit similar to Luo Feng in his impression.

Ji Ruxue, who was like a goddess behind her, said lightly, "He disguised himself with special techniques, so you can't see it."

"Is that true?" Ji Xuanyi looked at Luo Feng suspiciously, "Are you my brother Luo Feng? You are not allowed to lie to me."

"Miss Ji Xuanyi, I am Luo Feng," Luo Feng was secretly surprised when the beautiful woman behind him saw through her eyes, and immediately cut off her disguise, revealing the prosperous face of a handsome young man.

"It's really Brother Luo Feng. Brother Luo Feng, you have not left yet. Where have you been in the past six months?"

"Don't move around here. If you wait and start, you can leave first." Luo Feng's secret technique sent a message to the wolf cub, and then he pretended to be calm and jumped down and came to Ji Xuanyi.

Luo Feng looked at the beautiful woman and observed her close-up and took a breath of cold air.

It is said that Ji Ziming is the number one beauty in the Northern Region, but now seeing Ji Ruxue, I am afraid she will not be inferior.

However, the descendants of the Ji family were all so perfect, as if they were meticulously crafted in the world's top art history, and they were simply flawless.

At this time, Ji Ruxue was looking at Luo Feng. Luo Feng felt like his body was instantly seen through, and he felt that any hidden means were easily seen through by the other party.

"This kid..." Xiu Xijian's face changed slightly, and he came to Ji Ruxue in one step, "Miss, do you think this kid looks like a person?"

"You mean...my elder brother, Ji Zhantian?"

"It's like a womb born."
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