"This person is called Hu Xiao, and he is one of the nine pioneering generals under my father's past. I came here by detour just for him!" The squinting man whispered.

The woman suddenly showed a hint of enlightenment.

No wonder this prince named Ning Tianyi came here by detour.

No wonder, this old man was a little disobedient when talking about Prince Ning.

"Then why is he here?" the woman asked.

"The nine people died on the way to the strife, two stayed in the royal palace, and two were granted royal lords. Only he said he was tired of the golden swords and iron horses. He left alone, saying that he wanted to wander around the world."

"This time I went out for a trip, mainly to come to find him." Ning Tianyi replied.

"I am really admirable to give up fame, wealth and wealth that is within my reach and willing to hide in the downtown area." The woman sighed.

Ning Tianyi said nothing, looking at the beauty of the world shaking the teacup, suddenly stretched out his hand, uncovered the veil, and placed it on her face.

The woman let Ning Tianyi's movements and smiled very beautifully, but unfortunately only Ning Tianyi could appreciate it.

"Prajna, you said that if I just went down in such a magnificent world and didn't stretch out my hand to touch it, would I regret it in the future?" Ning Tianyi suddenly showed a very evil smile.

When Qin Banruo heard this, his hand holding the cup trembled slightly. The water in the cup formed a thin layer of ice, but it melted instantly. A strange color appeared in her eyes, which was fascinating.

"With your evil talent, if you don't go to this world of turmoil, I don't know if I regret it, but it's a pity that's certain." Prajna whispered, looking at Ning Tianyi who suddenly became different.

"Then, you can accompany me and make this world mess up!"

Qin Banruo smiled and reached out and grabbed the hand that was placed on her face.

She remembered that he, with the eight hundred Xuehan Sword Guards, slaughtered all the people in the Shuiyue Cave Heaven. He also stroked her face like this.

That time, his hands were covered in blood, and she suddenly felt at ease in despair.

Ning Tianyi pinched Qin Banruo's face, stood up from the seat, raised his glass with one hand and the pot with the other, and walked to the white-haired old man.

"Mr. said it well, how can a tiger father have a dog son, let alone Ning Taiji, the king of Shu, Daliang! A great hero who is stronger than his peers." Ning Tian straightened his waist and smiled heroically. He raised his glass and said, "This cup, Mr.

Hu Xiao laughed loudly, this kid liked him.

"Mr. said that the world has been wonderful for a hundred years and magnificent for thousands of years. I don't think it's all right. The recovery of the world and the growth of all things are clearly a sign of the coming of a great world. But when the great world comes, a great wind will be about to rise. This world will indeed be wonderful, but it will never last for a hundred years. It is inevitable that the waves will be magnificent, but they will definitely be made of countless white bones." Ning Tianyi rubbed the wine glass and said loudly.

"My friend understands it thoroughly, but when the world comes, there must be a process of awakening. A century of situation is not very long, right!" The old man brushed his beard and smiled.

"But I think that the speed of the recovery of heaven and earth in this mutation may exceed all of us."

Moreover, I am also in the world.

In such a large Zhongzhou, there is only one Chenfan and one Yusang in Dongshan. How can it be?

Chen Fan threatened to compete for the best in the world, but I wanted to be the only one in the world.

Ning Tianyi looked arrogant and his innate domineering aura instantly surged.

After Chen Fan said that Ning Tianyi was also in the world, a violent fighting spirit suddenly burst into tears in his heart. After Ning Tianyi shouted out his name and said that he would be the only one in the world, he had a more heroic excitement.

He suddenly laughed and rushed to Ning Tianyi's face. His violent fighting spirit and arrogant and unparalleled domineering spirit collided fiercely invisibly.

Chen Fan raised his wine glass and said, "Chen Fan of Liuyun Sword Sect, Master Wu Shenzhou Boat."

After Chen Fan finished speaking, the whole hall was silent, but in the next moment, almost everyone was ready to move. He grinned and said, "Do you appreciate the lights on your own?"

"The prince of Shu, Daliang, Ning Tianyi!"

The wine glasses collided and drank them all in one go.

"When Chen Fan is doing this, I will come to ask the prince for his skills." Chen Fan laughed, and a lightning appeared when he raised his hand. The Xuan Lei heavy sword made a roar, echoing the fighting spirit in Chen Fan's heart.

Chen Fan surrounded him with a look of disdain and laughed at him, "Come on, Chen Fan is waiting on the street." After that, he walked out.

Almost in an instant, most of the people were missing in the building. But these did not affect the recognition of Ning Tianyi's uncle and nephew.

"Tianyi has met Uncle Hu!" Ning Tianyi held the gentleman's tribute and bowed to Hu Xiao.

Hu Xiao couldn't stop smiling, and hurriedly helped Ning Tianyi up, and kept tossing and saying yes. God knows how excited he is.

"Have you started with the Sword Emperor Sutra?" Hu Xiao asked.

"I was lucky enough to build the second floor a few days ago..."

"Hahaha, okay, vein-condensing mirror, good! Hahaha." At this moment, Hu Xiao still had the elder's charm, and he was like a very happy old naughty boy.

"How can the general's son be disappointing? Let's go back together, and you have to grab the general and drink it back."

Qin Banruo covered her mouth and chuckled, standing obediently behind Ning Tianyi. Hu Xiao was about to leave with a roll of big sleeves, but was stopped by Ning Tianyi.

"I want to see Chen Fan's battle first!"

Outside the building, long street!

There are crowds of people, and I don’t know how many people are greedy and how many people are coming to watch the fun.

Chen Fan's long gown fluttered in the crowd. He did not regret revealing his identity on his own initiative. He had met many geniuses, but he had never been able to hold on like he had just now.

Ning Tianyi is Ning Taiji's son, and Ning Taiji has always suppressed his master Mu Chenzhou for three hundred years.

Also, just now, Ning Tianyi threatened in public that he would be the only one in the world!

His desire to fight for hegemony has been revealed. If you are unknown for a lifetime, Chen Fan will not pay attention to it. But if you dare to step into the world, I will press your head hard.

Not only do I have to press, but I also have to press at your doorstep and press in front of Ning Tai Chi!

"Hahaha..." Chen Fan laughed to the sky, and the heavy sword in his hand kept shaking. The transparent glass heart in his chest also suddenly flashed with golden light as it stretched and relaxed. The spiritual bloodline burst out in full swing, and the spiritual energy on the street instantly seemed like a tide.

Chen Fan dared to do this, so he naturally knew that Hua Gu, the world's number one, had come forward to emphasize the existence of rules, and the shock of the seven elders of the sect coming out of the mountain to break the Nine Yangs.

So he was not afraid of being afraid, as long as the cultivator who had not condensed the three spiritual veins, he was not afraid!

"The ancient classics and treasures are all in my hands. Who... will you come first?" Chen Fan still smiled and pointed his sword at the sky.

"I fought with Fu Kun, killed Sun Hao, and fought Feng Chuan in Qianhua Mountain to survive. The next one...who will take it?"

"I'll do it!" As soon as the unknown young man finished speaking, Chen Fan teleported over, carrying thunder, stirring up the violent spiritual energy, and kicked it away with one kick.

"Bang!" The man was still in the future and said the second sentence, and Chen Fan kicked into the high wall without any preparation. The smoke and dust flew, but the man disappeared and was buried under the ruins.

Chen Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he didn't even bother to look at it. He locked in a middle-aged man not far away, and he should be a middle-aged man in the Condensation Realm.

He dragged the heavy sword and walked forward slowly.

"If you don't move, then...I'll do it myself." Chen Fan whispered, crazy and domineering!

The middle-aged man's face was calm, but there was mockery in his eyes and it was not concealed, and he even felt a little funny. As long as he did not exceed the other party's level too much, it would not be considered a touching rule.

If I don't look for you, you actually came to me?

Isn’t this asking for death? I didn’t expect that Chen Fan was actually a madman with a bad brain.

"Idiot! No wonder I have only cultivated my vein at such an old age." Ning Tianyi rolled his eyes and cursed.

Chen Fan gradually approached middle age step by step, and his momentum slowly reached its peak. He grinned his teeth and said, "Embroidered winter passes, and the spring thunder comes to an end..."

The heavy sword suddenly flew up, and a thundersnake danced wildly. The middle-aged man's face calmed down. He raised the folding fan in his hand and waved a strong wind.

Then take a step forward, press down suddenly, and hold the sweeping sword tip with a folding fan.

"Boom!" A fierce thunder burst out in front of the middle-aged man, but a blue shield floated out of the folding fan in his hand in an instant, wrapping the violent thunder and lightning.

The middle-aged man looked flustered. In this fight, he knew that he had miscalculated. Chen Fan's spiritual power was not inferior to himself.

He bounced his fingers, and the blue shield suddenly tightened, and the next moment it dissipated with the lightning it wrapped.

But the thunder and lightning snake behind Chen Fan was still there, and Chen Fan was right in front of him.

Chen Fan changed his left hand to hold the sword, and his right hand hit the middle-aged face at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, the Razer also galloped down.

The middle-aged man kicked it out directly, collided with Chen Fan's fist, and actually kicked Chen Fan out and fell to the ground. He himself also retreated frantically, and the leg that was hit seemed to be broken, extremely sour and out of control.

He just knelt on the ground halfway. He raised his head, a raser was still there, and he was about to hit his head the next moment.

Before he could move, his other leg suddenly exerted force and directly slashed the bluestone slab on the soles of his feet. He also soared into the sky with the power of recoil.

Then, he pulled out a soft sword from his waist in the air, and slashed it hard on the head of the Razer. The sharp sword edge directly struck the Razer into two segments.

"Bang" the middle-aged man landed. His hair was already very well-treated, his face turned black, and a faint burnt smell was emitted. He shook his legs, which were still numb, and slowly walked towards Chen Fan.

Chen Fan also happened to stand up from the ground and shook his somewhat confused head.

With eyes facing each other, Chen Fan grinned, and his middle-aged angry eyes were bloodshot.

"Sharp!"

The two swords fought, and the sword energy was scattered. Looking again, the middle-aged soft sword suddenly wrapped around the heavy sword. He pulled it hard, causing Chen Fan to shake lightly. Then, he showed a hideous and terrifying smile and swung it out with one hand.

But a small tripod suddenly emerged from Chen Fan's eyebrows and hit the middle age directly. A terrifying thunder aura came to his face.

The middle-aged man showed fear on his face and immediately abandoned his sword and retreated.

Chen Fan immediately waved his right hand and held the small tripod, and broke through the air with one punch. A purple thunder lightning flowed on his fist, and a breath of destruction burst out, and he smashed it out fiercely.

"puff"

The fist directly penetrated the middle-aged man's chest, and before the fear in his eyes had dissipated, his vitality was cut off on the spot.

Chen Fan pulled out his right hand and let the middle-aged man fall to the ground. He let out a sip of turbid air, held a sword in his left hand, and held a tripod in his right hand, standing in front of the wind.

Under his feet is the body of a monk from the Cyclone Realm, and blood falls into the long street.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!