NOVEL NEXT Chapter 294
The threat?
Ning Fan doesn’t buy it.
Hou Zijing’s face changed slightly, and then he smiled awkwardly: “Whatever the Grand Commander asks, my prince will do his best.”
Hou Zijing knew that he couldn’t take down the Grand Commander of Youzhou with his big mouth.
“I’d like to hear first, what exactly your prince can do?”
Ning Fan smiled playfully.
Hou Zijing was full of confidence: “My prince is willing to make peace with the Grand Commander, or even form an alliance to jointly conquer this broken country!”
“Then, split it into two and share the mountains and rivers!”
Tsk tsk, listen, how big is this pie.
The Great Zhou has a vast territory. Yang Xiao only controls a few states now, but they are clamoring to share the mountains and rivers.
How could he drink so much over a few dishes?
“Your prince showed me his sincerity, and I am very moved. If that’s the case, then I have nothing to say. If we continue to fight, it would seem that I am not sensible.”
Ning Fan’s expression was very moved.
Hou Zijing was stunned when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed.
Before he came, he heard that Ning Fan was invulnerable to water and fire, but now he saw that it was obviously not the case.
How could this guy be invulnerable to water and fire? He was just too easy to talk to.
“In this case, your prince is sincere, so I can’t fall behind. I, Ning, am not blessed enough to share the country.”
“My request is simple. If you give me ten cities in the North, I will turn around and return to Youzhou.”
“How about it? My request is simple. I don’t want half of the country, just ten cities. This is my sincerity.”
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Ten cities!
Damn, you are really brave!
Ten cities, I can give you the whole North.
Hou Zijing’s mouth twitched, and he admitted that he was rash just now.
“General, please forgive me for saying… I can’t agree to your request in the North!” Hou Zijing took a deep breath and suppressed the trembling in his heart.
Ning Fan’s expression darkened, and he immediately waved his hand: “Can’t agree? Oh, forget it, in that case, go back and tell Qingzhi to clean his neck and wait for death.”
After that, Ning Fan turned and left.
Hou Zijing never thought that Ning Fan would be so straightforward, turning around and leaving without saying anything, without giving him any chance at all.
This is a living devil!
“Please come!”
Gao Shun walked to Hou Zijing’s side, grinning with a long spear in his hand.
Hou Zijing’s heart trembled wildly. He saw the creepy bloodthirsty murderous intent in the eyes of the guy next to him, which made his soul tremble.
“Grand Commander, please listen to me again!”
Hou Zijing forced his courage and shouted loudly.
His purpose was to persuade Ning Fan to stop fighting, but now let alone completing the task, he didn’t even finish some of the words he prepared.
For example, there are many powerful people in his northern border, and there are many terrifying existences in the Vajra Temple alone!
Or, under the command of Zhenbei King Yang Xiao, there are many famous generals, all of whom are real famous generals, who have stained their lives with blood and rarely suffered defeat in the battlefield.
But Ning Fan didn’t give him this opportunity at all.
“You bastard, my master has left. If you don’t leave, I will kill you and hang your dog head at the gate of my military camp!”
Gao Shun’s eyes flashed with murderous light.
Hou Zijing was so scared that his soul was gone, his face was pale. How could he, a mere scholar, resist the murderous intent of a tough guy like Gao Shun.
Hou Zijing left, and left in shock.
Gao Shun returned to the central army tent, and Ning Fan was still studying at the sand table.
“Left?”
“Reply to the master, left,”
“Pass my order, tomorrow morning, fight!”
Ning Fan spoke slowly, and in his narrow eyes, there was a murderous intent!
The next morning.
A wisp of cold wind quietly enveloped the whole world.
The cold wind penetrated the bones, and those guys in Muyuan City, even if they were only in the city, still felt the oppressive atmosphere in the void.
It was suffocating and terrifying.
“Oh my God… There’s a big battle outside the city!”
Someone suddenly shouted, and everyone in the city suddenly became nervous. The timid guys turned pale and trembled all over.
The North, Youzhou, has already kicked off the prelude to the war!
Muyuan City was caught in the middle. No one knew whether Muyuan City would still exist after the end of the great war.
They all knew that both sides
, but they all have top-level great saints!
Many people climbed up the city wall to watch the battle.
But when they climbed up the city wall, they seemed to have lost their souls and completely stood there, stunned and numbing.
Outside Muyuan City, flags were flying on both sides, and the army of more than 100,000 on both sides was overwhelming and endless.
Ning Fan rode on the back of the Snowland Lion, his robe fluttering, and his narrow eyes were shining.
On the northern side, Qing Zhi, who was in the middle of the army, had a gloomy face at this moment. When he looked at Ning Fan’s figure, he was a little dazed.
A year ago, this damn guy was just a strong man who could only fight against the soul.
But now, just one year later, he has transformed into a giant!
Eighth-level saint!
What an exaggerated breakthrough speed!
The key is that Ning Fan, the Eighth Saint, is not a useless waste. The fighting power he showed to the world is quite amazing, almost known as the Eighth Saint!
Thinking of this, Qingzhi looked behind him.
Behind him stood four monks in white cassocks.
Each of them had white beards and eyebrows as white as snow, clasped their hands together, and looked compassionate.
In the Vajra Temple, there are four monks of the Ku generation, and they are also four Eighth Saints!
They have practiced together since childhood, and their minds are connected. They are also connected with their thoughts. The magical power they have cultivated is extremely terrifying. They can suppress the Nineth Saint together!
However, these four monks are not prepared for Ning Fan, but for the peerless sword saint Liu Taibai who has just entered the Nineth Saint realm!
As for Ning Fan…
Qingzhi looked to the left side of his body.
A middle-aged man with his eyes closed stood there, wearing a tight suit and holding a long sword. The sword energy that occasionally fluctuated in his body was extremely shocking and filled with the breath of death!
Nine-level saint, the sword demon was red!
Such a sword demon is not an ordinary person. Even among the nine-level saints, he is definitely not the bottom one.
Asking him to take action, Yang Xiao also paid a lot of price.
Qingzhi looked at the two waves of top combat power beside him, and the panic in his heart dissipated immediately, replaced by full confidence.
“Ning Fan!”
“I gave you a chance!”
“But you didn’t cherish it!”
Qingzhi stood up, stood on the central army carriage, and shouted loudly.
The voice rolled like thunder, shaking the sky.
“Noisy!”
The next second, Ning Fan shouted angrily, tearing the sky and splitting the earth!
Then a tall figure in the void tore through the sky and slapped it with one palm.
The Yin Spirit appears, as if the God from heaven has come to earth!