It was night, a piece of news, swept the world, the first day of the Supreme Pavilion in the North, a battle with the overlord of the Northeast, died in the Northeast Smoke and Rain Pavilion, the seventeenth move, Yan Qingyan fell, Xiao Fan's name, shocked the world, the Supreme Pavilion was silent, the south was silent, it seemed that everything was because of this man's strength.

Since this battle, the call for Xiao Fan and Nalan Wudao to win the battle has become higher and higher, and Huaxia and Tianbang seem to be ushering in a new era.

The headquarters of the Northeast underworld, the person from the Nangong family, stood respectfully in front of Xiao Fan, dragging a knife in his hand, it was the sharp weapon of the Nangong family, the ancient overlord Huang Quan, the simple knife body, the blade was hidden, but it had its own domineering, at the first sight of it, Xiao Fan had already liked this knife, and this knife was definitely suitable for him.

The ancient overlord Huang Quan finally fell into the hands of Xiao Fan, and this was sent by the Nangong family on his own initiative, which really made Xiao Fan, who originally wanted to go north overnight and go to Nangong's house to get a knife, was surprised, although it was an accident, but it was also expected, if today's winner was Yan Qingyan, I was afraid that this knife would change hands.

Listening to the flattery of the Nangong family, Xiao Fan sneered, the two sides were originally standing against each other, the first person in Huaxia to use a knife, the future Heavenly Gang Supreme, Xiao Fan said that the sky and the earth are unique, it seems that this knife does not appear next to Xiao Fan, it is a sin at all, the Nangong family really conforms to the will of heaven, for this, Xiao Fan is a little complacent in his heart, after all, it is a praise from the enemy, of course, this is not enough to make Xiao Fan confused, just a few words of compliment, people are in high places, and these things are not lacking.

Xiao Fan took the knife in the hands of the comer, he couldn't wait to experience it, the ancient gods, how special is it, holding the simple and cold hilt, Xiao Fan only felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart, but the yellow spring in his hand trembled in Xiao Fan's hand, buzzing, as if he was about to get out of his hand.

"Good knife," Xiao Fan praised lightly, his fingers wiped the blade, and a trace of blood oozed out between Xiao Fan's fingers, soldiers, sharp weapons, Xiao Fan chuckled, his fingers flicked the blade, a dragon groan resounded, holding the knife in his hand, Xiao Fan suddenly had a feeling of blood connection.

And the person from the Nangong family, at this time, opened his eyes wide, "The overlord is the master?" The person from the Nangong family said in a low voice, the overlord Huangquan, inherited for thousands of years, has never found a master, although there are many people who dominate the world in history, but, it seems, at that time, Huangquan did not appear, so it was coincidentally missed, until modern times, and it was lost to the Nangong family, and at this moment, the overlord Huangquan has its master, but this master is not a member of the Nangong family.

The brighter the look in Xiao Fan's eyes, he will fight with Nalan Wudao tomorrow, but he already has six points of certainty in his heart, Huangquan is in hand, Xiao Fan is not afraid of anyone, even if he is as strong as Xuanyuan Liancheng, Xiao Fan is also confident in a battle.

"Knife stay, people," Xiao Fan looked at the person who came, he had never had a good impression of the people of the Nangong family, thinking of the Nangong family, Xiao Fan would think of Nie Hongluan's death, a disgust arose in Xiao Fan's heart, at the moment when Xiao Fan's tone paused, the envoy of the Nangong family suddenly shook his heart, when he came, Nangong Ruoxi had told him a thousand times, never to make that man unhappy, so he said all the good things, but it seemed that he still angered this man.

"Man, kill." Xiao Fan snorted coldly, Xiao Fan spoke, naturally someone did it for him, the words fell, there were already people pouring in outside, fighting in the rivers and lakes, and dying one by one, it was a very normal thing, and the people who could follow Xiao Fan naturally had this awareness.

"The two countries have fought each other, and before the war comes, I will send the knife, why do you want to kill me?" When the two black-clothed sweaters dragged the man out, the man yelled at Xiao Fan.

"Come back," Hearing this, Xiao Fan waved his hand to stop it, and glanced at the man, "In that case, I won't kill you, I want him to have two arms, and after I go back, tell Nangong Ruoxi that after I fight with Nalan Wudao, I will personally visit Nangong's house." Xiao Fan said coldly.

The words fell, and then he disdained to look at the man, the person in front of him was not qualified to talk to him on an equal footing, the Nangong family, he didn't care about it yet, not to mention the envoy of the Nangong family.

After the people left, Xiao Fan closed the door, the streamlined but domineering knife body made Xiao Fan like it, the ancient overlord Huangquan, Xiao Fan finally had a weapon comparable to accompany him all his life, for a while, he almost couldn't put it down, and the joy of being a father for the first time, no different, the knife in his hand seemed to be regarded by Xiao Fan as his own child.

After carefully wiping the blade of the knife, Xiao Fan finally put the knife away, it was only four hours before dawn, and four hours later, it was the decisive battle between Nalan Wudao and him.

Originally, he wanted to accompany Ye Tingcheng, but after all, he dispelled that idea, but when he came, he finally instructed Xie Yuyin, so as not to make Ye Tingcheng alone, with Xie Yuyin and a baby, thinking about it, Ye Tingcheng would not be cranky.

In this battle, Xiao Fan is waiting, Nalan Wudao is waiting, and everyone in the world is waiting.

In the south, not far from Yang's house, there is a cloud mountain, although it is not a famous mountain, but it is hundreds of miles away, and it is also known to be named, among the mountains, there is a coolness of the morning light, a woman, wearing a white dress, standing on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, between the eyebrows, but with a touch of sadness that cannot be dissolved.

In the east, the belly of the fish has gradually revealed, a touch of redness, about to break free from the darkness, shroud the earth, the morning sun dawns, this is a beautiful scenery, but in the eyes of the woman, this scenery is not only tasteless, but also makes it a little sad.

Nalan Yanyue, in this decisive battle, there is no doubt that she is the biggest victim, because the two men in her life will have a decisive battle after dawn.

Three days ago, Nalan Wudao had been in retreat, and in the early hours of the morning, it was said that Xiao Fan had gone south.

The two will fight, scheduled for early this morning.

The upcoming battle made Nalan Yanyue's heart breed an inexplicable fear, "This day, is it still coming after all?" Nalan Yanyue muttered in a low voice, but the shadow was becoming more and more weak.

Looking at the towering trees in front of her, Nalan Yanyue's heart became more and more sad, this is the place where she and Xiao Fan often came to play when they were children, and here carries her best memories.

And now, the two men she loves most in her life are about to face off.

"Fight, fight, if you die, the sky will fall, Yanyue will definitely not let you walk alone, if he dies, I will cut you in two, and I will not die." Nalan Yanyue's emotions were already crazy, a teardrop, across the beautiful cheeks, slowly falling, when the morning sun rose, Nalan Yanyue originally had some mental body, but she withered on the ground, crying bitterly.