"In the end, whether you can fight or not, grinding and chirping is a waste of Lao Tzu's feelings," in the crowd, a noise sounded, obviously the people who came to watch the battle, impatient, as for the strong man who was hidden in the shadows, naturally no one made a sound, this is a showdown, at this time, no one will make a noise to disturb the two people in the field.

A devastating and incomparable sword light suddenly bloomed, just shouting at the person, the neck suddenly erupted a snow line, in the early morning sun, dazzling, the man opened his eyes wide, looked at Nalan Wudao who was standing in place and did not move, stretched out his finger with residual strength, pointing at Nalan Wudao, but the other hand covered his neck, but the blood that flowed out, but he couldn't cover it, after all, he still didn't say anything, with the fall of the corpse, in the field, Luo needle could be heard.

Xiao Fan and Nalan Wudao glanced at each other, today, the two of them are in a decisive battle, and there are no longer a few people watching the battle, but there are not a few people with ill intentions.

Nalan Wudao's fingers flicked the blade of the sword, and the yellow spring in Xiao Fan's hand suddenly burst out with a touch of red brilliance, the two figures were like electricity, but they did not fight, but killed into the crowd, and the screams sounded, where the two stood, blood condensed, Xiao Fan chuckled, today's move can be regarded as offending the world, it's just that Nalan Wudao made a move, he has no reason not to make a move, besides, there is no one of his own, Xiao Fan is not distressed.

The meaning of the two shots is self-evident, at this moment, whether it is standing on the bright side without being affected, or the people who are hidden in the shadows, they have retreated, leaving the two of them a hundred meters away, leaving room for the two to fight, at this time, they don't want to be affected by the pond fish, besides, who can withstand the joint efforts of the world's two peak masters.

Nalan Wudao's gaze glanced at the void lightly, "Hmph, hide your head and show your tail." As the words fell, a destructive sword light bloomed in his hand again, and in the void, there was a muffled snort, and a person wrapped in black appeared in front of everyone, looking at the figure should be a man.

"The ninja of country R dares to set foot on the land of my China and kill without mercy." Nalan Wudao snorted coldly, the Supreme Pavilion fell into the ground, and the hatred between the two sides was already there, besides, speaking of which, the battle between the Supreme Pavilion and the Holy Gate was an internal matter in Huaxia after all, since the family closed the door and solved their own affairs, how could outsiders have room to meddle? If it weren't for the years of infighting between the two sides, the so-called martial arts of country R would have been leveled long ago.

The man in the void appeared, but a look of surprise flashed in Nalan Wudao's eyes, but he didn't expect that this man was still a ninja, but he didn't wait for him to make a move, Xiao Fan had already made a move, and Xiao Fan also didn't have any good feelings about the ninjas of the R country.

Xiao Fan and Nalan made a move, there was no suspense, a ninja, and he didn't even have any power to fight back, and he had already died tragically under the hands of the two.

A light laugh sounded at this time, "Both of them are the best of the world, I only came to watch the battle, I have no other intentions, and I hope that the two of them can be noble." A figure reappeared, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at Xiao Fan and Nalan Wudao, but the look in his eyes was extremely sincere, a peak martial arts feast, any master, I am afraid that he would not want to miss it.

Nalan Wudao's eyes looked at the person who came, but he found that the person who came turned out to be the martial saint of the R country, on that day, Nalan Wudao crossed east, and the demons retreated, that person had a relationship with Nalan Wudao, and even threatened that he would set foot in China one day and retrieve the holy relic, the holy relic, now it is in the hands of Nalan Wudao, listening to the man's high-sounding words, Nalan Wudao snorted coldly, "Despicable race, since it has a purpose, why not be more generous, today, although I fight with people, but, I want to solve the grievances between us first, It's not impossible. Nalan Wudao said lightly.

"No, since there is no room for me here, I will go myself." The Martial Saint of R Country was free and easy, and when he heard Nalan Wudao's words, he smiled faintly and turned to leave.

"Huaxia, come if you want to come, and go all over the place." Nalan Wudao snorted coldly, the words did not fall, but the move had already come out.

The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth hooked up a faint smile, he naturally could afford to wait for Nalan Wudao to solve the grievances, but since it was a martial artist from country R, if he let the other party leave like this, it would inevitably make people laugh, the moment Nalan Wudao made a move, Xiao Fan's figure also moved, although he didn't make a move, but he blocked all the other party's retreats.

R country martial saint was helpless, had to fight hard with Nalan Wudao, but the figure flew out heavily, Nalan Wudao shot with all his might, in the world, few people can take it unscathed, R country martial saint, obviously no longer among those people, this sword, even if it does not die, I am afraid that it will be seriously injured, and the place where the figure falls, the direction where the official Supreme Pavilion is located, R country martial saint, got up in embarrassment, touched a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the two of them hatefully, turned around and fled, and the Supreme Pavilion side has never made a move.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Fan's eyes suddenly became playful, Nalan Wudao just glanced at the direction of the Supreme Pavilion lightly, but his face was very gloomy, obviously, the posture of the Supreme Pavilion had been put out, today, they didn't want to provoke right and wrong, as for the purpose, everyone knew it, but, watching the R Martial Saint leave, Nalan Wudao had some regrets in his heart.

"This person, only a thin line away from you and me, is a genius of the martial arts of country R for a hundred years, he will not die today, and if the martial arts of country R comeback, he will be this person." Nalan said in a somewhat lonely tone.

The meaning is very simple, today, if Xiao Fan and him are both defeated, and the Supreme Pavilion takes advantage of the fire to rob, no one will be able to compete with the person in R country in the future.

"The Lord of Nalan Sect is wrong in this statement, Huaxia is rich in resources, and genius is like the stars and moon in the sky, only one person, and he wants to subvert my Huaxia Wudao, which is inevitably a little unfounded." On the side of the Supreme Pavilion, someone spoke, and they didn't want to bear the name of this sinner for the ages.

Nalan Wudao sneered, "Rat-eyed man." At this time, offending Nalan Wudao is undoubtedly the most unwise performance, because, at this time, offending Nalan Wudao is not offending Nalan Wudao, but also offending Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan's meaning is already clear to everyone, and they want a fair duel, at this time, whoever disturbs one of them will be the target of the two of them joining forces, if they anger the two, in exchange for the two of them to shoot at the same time, the people present, I'm afraid that no one can afford it.

After the person in the Supreme Pavilion was silenced, Xiao Fan and Nalan Wudao's eyes finally met again, and at this moment, everyone in the field was silent, waiting for the duel between the two peak masters.