"Five points? Six? Ji Ruoyan looked at Xiao Fan suspiciously, "But I don't know where that chance of winning comes from?" Ji Ruoyan looked at Xiao Fan and asked.

"Weapons," Xiao Fan looked at Ji Ruoyan and said lightly, in ancient times, many warriors mostly regarded weapons as their second life, as the world entered the era of hot weapons, cold weapons were gradually abandoned by others, and their role was not obvious in the battle, but the battle on the rivers and lakes was still determined by cold weapons, and the battle with Xuanyuan Liancheng, the Shura knife shattering was the best example, if it was an ordinary weapon to face Nalan Wudao, Xiao Fan definitely did not have that chance of winning, victory or defeat, but the number of five or five.

According to Xiao Fan, the sword that can match Nalan Wudao is definitely not an ordinary sword, such a character, he must always have a sword that matches him, although most of the ten famous swords are left in the long river of history and are missing, but the Holy Gate has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it is not an accident to get one.

"Weapons?" Ji Ruoyan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Airplane or cannon?" Ji Ruoyan asked with a smile, Xiao Fan heard this, but touched his nose depressedly, totally, Ji Ruoyan took his words as a joke, "Aircraft cannon?" Xiao Fan pouted, what if he used the plane cannon to kill Nalan Wudao? In the end, Xiao Fan dispelled the tempting idea, whether he could kill it or not, even if he did, Xiao Fan would be despised by the world, and in Huaxia, a country with extremely strict gun management, using heavy weapons, Xiao Fan was undoubtedly digging his own grave.

"Aircraft carriers." Xiao Fan touched his chin and said with a smile.

"Nasty." When Ji Ruoyan heard this, she sneered, this guy was just teasing her at all!

"Haha," Xiao Fan smiled heartily and looked at the door of the Ji family, "Do you still want to go in?" Xiao Fan looked at Ji Ruoyan and asked.

"Well," Ji Ruoyan nodded, since Xiao Fan has a chance of winning by five to six points, it is enough for her to rest assured, no matter what, as long as Xiao Fan does not work hard and wants to live, it is definitely not a difficult thing, she doesn't care who wins and who loses, she only cares about whether her man can live or not.

"Anyway, come back alive to see me." Ji Ruoyan looked at Xiao Fan's turned back, and shouted behind Xiao Fan, but there was a touch of crying in his voice, if he wasn't really unsure, he would definitely not be so childlike, and he specially took out a day to accompany her today, why not because Xiao Fan was not sure, as the daughter of the Ji family, Ji Ruoyan naturally has extraordinary insight, although the Ji family has declined, but Ji Ruoyan can still see how many things are waiting for this man to do in this world.

Hearing Ji Ruoyan's crying voice, Xiao Fan's figure was slightly for a while, and the last thing he could see was that his woman was crying.

The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth hooked up a self-deprecating arc, "There are so many of you waiting for me, how can I be willing to die?" Xiao Fan muttered in his heart, a faint smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, but under the gaze of Ji Ruoyan's gaze, he didn't look back, just made an OK gesture, and immediately provoked Ji Ruoyan to burst into tears and laugh, "This guy is still making trouble at this time." Ji Ruoyan snorted and stomped her little feet, but turned around and walked towards Ji's house.

She didn't like to watch Xiao Fan's back disappear in her sight, if she wanted to turn around, she had to turn around first, in that way, she would feel that he had been there, looking at her, although, now that Xiao Fan's figure had gone away, Ji Ruoyan could still feel that he was standing there.

What Xiao Fan said to Ji Ruoyan was not a joke, when he came to see Ji Ruoyan today, Xiao Fan had already started to prepare for the weapon, but now, there are really not many people around Xiao Fan who can use it now, Zhang Jianfeng wants to sit in the northeast, and Wen Zhigao has no time to get out in the south, the current strength of the northeast, it is okay to defend it, if you want to talk about aggression, after all, it is still a little worse, the Murong family has been operating in the south for many years, and there is a move to go north, Xiao Fan, the new overlord, is still a little worse than the old family of the Murong family, Huang Quan, Xiao Fan is bound to win, Nangong family, this time, he has to leave no matter what.

However, before going, Xiao Fan still handed over the post in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes, "It is rumored that there is an ancient overlord Huangquan in the Nangong family, I want to get it, two days later, I will go to get it, and the one who blocks me will die, and Xiao Fan will worship it." "Just thirty-seven words, but it is domineering and awe-inspiring, of course, the words are said by Xiao Fan, but the writer is not Xiao Fan, no way, the words are too ugly, I can't take it, Xiao Fan doesn't want to, let the north laugh at him, the overlord of the Northeast, is illiterate.

After meeting the beauty, Xiao Fan's original mood was not easy, but it was even heavier, Xiao Fan was sad, and others naturally would not be too happy, such as the Nangong family, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a gloomy mist at this moment, in the battle between the north and the south, Murong Jun fell, and after the curtain ended, the Nangong family took the opportunity to recuperate and finally recovered, but they didn't expect that they would be provoked by Xiao Fan again, a strong man comparable to Nalan Wudao, what does it mean to the Nangong family? It goes without saying that such a strong man, only Nalan Wudao and the Supreme Pavilion can confront him, Xiao Fan's move to the north, and the act of slaughtering thousands of people in three days has made the Nangong family realize that Xiao Fan is terrible, such a person is definitely not something that can be defeated by relying on the tactics of the sea of people.

Xiao Fan wants to take a knife? Will you take the Nangong family easily?

"He is so arrogant, doesn't he care about provoking the South and the North at the same time?" Nangong Xiong's eyes showed a touch of deep anger, and there was an unprecedented trace of awe, this overlord in the north, for the first time, the feeling of being powerless, first Murong Jun's strong northward movement made the Nangong family's country almost overturned, and then there was Xiao Fan, a post that made the entire northern people panic.

"Old, really old." Immediately, Nangong's majestic momentum dispersed, and the momentary decadence gave people a feeling of being in the end of his life.

"That man's mind, sometimes can't be deduced by common sense? Now he has not really grown up, otherwise, it will not be him who will come to take the knife this time, but the elite of the northeast, and the north will only be afraid that he will face the situation of the army again. Nangong Ruoxi calmly analyzed.

She knew in her heart that in the final analysis, that man did not let go of that hatred at all, although Nangong Qingtian was dead, but what he wanted to bury was the entire Nangong family, Nangong Qingtian, one life, not enough, far from enough.

Inexplicably, Nangong Ruoxi felt a sense of fear, she once had a dream, in the dream, the man like a demon god, holding a scimitar, killed the Nangong family, and cut off the head of Nangong Xiong with his own hands, Nangong Ruoxi watched Xiao Fan send the people of the Nangong family into the face of death one by one, but she could not do anything but watch, and the knife in the man's hand was the heavy weapon collected by the Nangong family, the ancient overlord Huang Quan, "That day, is it finally coming?" Nangong Ruoxi's fists clenched, and her finger joints turned slightly white.