Ji Wuye was completely enraged by Xiao Fan's words, and the whole world also saw the arrogance of this young overlord, and said to the best heir of the ancient family, "In the heyday, killing you is like slaughtering a dog." "What arrogance is this, and how domineering, looking at Xiao Fan's eyes, from the initial disdain, to shock, and unprecedented awe, even if it is a figure like Nangong Xiong, the overlord of the north, there is still a touch of awe in his eyes, if this man does not die today, then the so-called Tianjiao in this world will all be his foil.

It is unfortunate to be in the same era with him, and how unfortunate is it to be enmity with him? Nangong Xiong smiled bitterly, but Xiao Fan's killing intent became more and more intense, for anyone, it is not a happy thing to have such a terrifying opponent, and only those so-called perverts like to compete with the strong, after that impulsive age, Nangong Xiong no longer has the ambition to fight, he prefers to strangle the threat in the cradle, Xiao Fan in front of the world, to take his head, if Xiao Fan is not dead today, Nangong Xiong has no doubt that in his day, his head will be cut off by Xiao Fan.

Looking at the scene in the field, the corners of Xuanyuan Liancheng's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and the head of the Ji family also frowned slightly, "Compared to that kid, Wuye is a little tender." The head of the Ji family said.

When Xuanyuan Liancheng heard this, he smiled faintly, "The road of growth without night, although it is extremely harsh, but compared to the kid of the Xiao family, it is still a little worse, no matter what, we as elders cannot watch our children go to a dead end, but the Xiao family is different, for him, it is a thorough free-range method, if he can live, he will live, if he dies, then he will really die." ”

"Xuanyuan, you know that kid from the Xiao family very well." The head of the Ji family said lightly, and in his tone, he couldn't hear the anger.

Xuanyuan Liancheng smiled faintly, after many years of friendship, how could he not know that the head of the Ji family had been angered by his words, but he was just angry.

"How can I not know about the people who appeared next to my daughter." Xuanyuan Liancheng said lightly, everything was as a matter of course.

When the head of the Ji family heard this, he was speechless, looking at Xiao Fan, who was competing with Ji Wuye in the field, his eyes flashed with coldness.

Xuanyuan Liancheng's afterglow looked at the head of the Ji family, and the corners of his mouth hooked a faint smile, "That's fine, the head of the Ji family, the old guy who wants to come to the Supreme Pavilion is also alive, I don't know if the person from the Xiao family will appear, a chaotic battle, but it's also interesting, Tianmen, the son of Tianmen, if you want to come to Tianmen, there are at least two people with you." Xuanyuan Liancheng said secretly in his heart.

The eyes have not left the field from beginning to end, the fierce battle between the two has entered the white heat, although Xiao Fan is injured, but in terms of moves, he is not inferior at all, the three swords of the nose passage have been practiced by him to the realm of Dacheng, even with Ji Wuye's mind, he is not immune to some influences.

The two figures met again in the air, two muffled snorts came, Xiao Fan's leg was in Ji Wuye's chest, and Ji Wuye's fist was also imprinted on Xiao Fan's abdomen, and the two spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, both of them were injured, but this is not the end, Xiao Fan, who had suffered Ji Wuye's punch alive, did not move at all, the yellow spring in his hand followed him like a shadow, Ji Wuye's complexion changed slightly, as if facing a great enemy, a strand of hair fell from the air, and even this Ji Wuye's shoulder, there was a trace of blood.

The figures of the two separated and fell to the ground, looking at the strands of hair that were blowing in the wind, Ji Wuye's eyes showed a touch of shocking anger, and he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth indiscriminately.

"I am the heir of the Ji family, and I cannot be defeated in this life." Ji Wuye snorted coldly.

Looking at Huang Quan in Xiao Fan's hand, "Borrow a sword and use it." Ji Wuye raised his hand.

With the sound of a weapon, a gorgeous and incomparable yellow brilliance swept through the air, and the holy soldier Xuanyuan.

Xiao Fan glanced lightly at the direction where the Xuanyuan Sword was flying, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, "Xuanyuan Clan, is this the choice you have to make?" Xiao Fan snorted coldly in his heart.

"It's not so easy to be my son-in-law, if you can win the kid of the Ji family today, I will recognize you as this son-in-law." Xuanyuan Liancheng looked at Xiao Fan's direction and said secretly in his heart.

"Fight again," Ji Wuye roared.

Xiao Fan smiled coldly, the ancient overlord Huang Quan to the ancient saint Xuanyuan.

A weapon exchange sounded, and the figures of the two flew out upside down at the same time, the overlord Huang Quan trembled in Xiao Fan's hands, but the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth was a touch of blood, and Ji Wuye, the tiger's mouth in the right hand holding the sword, seemed to have been cracked, and there was a trace of blood.

Xiao Fan wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, and when he raised his head, what Ji Wuye saw was a pair of scarlet eyes, that cruel smile, as if from hell, "Fight," Xiao Fan roared, this time he did take the lead, Huangquan from top to bottom, a knife, incomparable, the world's most powerful knife, tore through the sky, and in an instant, appeared above Ji Wuye's head.

Ji Wuye sneered, the Xuanyuan in his hand crossed a mysterious trajectory, a few sword flowers in a row, so that Xiao Fan's offensive was slightly blocked, but if he wanted to break Xiao Fan's move, it was by no means so easy, Xiao Fan fused his own sword artistic conception with a knife, and he was indomitable, the knife was a hegemon, how could there be a retreat.

Xuanyuan Sword and Huang Quan collided again, and Ji Wuye, who had suffered Xiao Fan's blow alive, had not a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, but a wipe.

Xiao Fan gave his best to a knife, and he also had a top-down advantage, how could this top-down strength be so easy to bear, catching Xiao Fan's knife, Ji Wuye was proud enough.

With his feet on the ground, Ji Wuye looked at Xiao Fan, but the cold light in his eyes became thicker, just waiting for the move to be old and his strength was exhausted, it was the time for him to get back this knife.

The weapons collided, and then Ji Wuye's counterattack force, Xiao Fan's figure took off again, falling behind Ji Wuye, the corner of Ji Wuye's mouth hooked a sneer, how could he give Xiao Fan such a chance, the figure burst up, like a shadow, Xiao Fan's figure retreated violently, but Ji Wuye was like a maggot attached to the bone, the tip of the sword was only an inch away from Xiao Fan's chest.

The eyes of the two met again, and the corners of Ji Wuye's mouth hooked up a touch of pride, this sword came out, and it was when Xiao Fan hated.

"What if you dominate the world? I still have to die at the hands of my Ji Wuye. ”

"First defeated Nalan Wudao, and then defeated the joint efforts of the five pavilion masters of the Supreme Pavilion, what a brilliant record, the masters in this world were almost defeated by you, but so what? You still have to drink and hate under the sword of my Ji Wuye. ”

In Ji Wuye's eyes, the killing intent became stronger, and he only waited for the next moment to take Xiao Fan's life.