Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Facing the heavy gunshot from Cuba, Wang Fan's face became dignified.

He could clearly perceive that in the shadow of Cuba, there was a violent power mixed with it, which even made him feel palpitations.

Gun skills!

This must be a gun skill!

Wang Fan thought so, and closed his eyes slowly.

Because in this case, his naked eye can no longer tell where the real gun body is.

And, with his eyes open, the glare from the gunshot would sting his eyes. It is better to use mental force to check the gun body.

Wang Fan's mental energy swept wildly, but only felt a dizziness.

There is no way, there are too many gun shadows transformed by Cuba, and the speed of the gun shadows is very fast. Rao is hard to check with his spirit.

But at this time, Wang Fan couldn't give up at all. Once he couldn't detect where the gun body was, he would be injured. And once he was injured, it represented failure and missed the championship.

Wang Fan realized at this time that Cuba was terrible.

The same six seeded players, this Cuba, compared to Liang Yunshan and the stomping, simply do not know how many times stronger.

"Gosh, what's going on, how did Wang Fan close his eyes?"

"Did he feel that he had no hope and chose to give up?"

"how can that be?"

The following people looked at Wang Fan who closed his eyes and shouted.

They really couldn't understand why Wang Fan closed his eyes in this situation.

To say that Wang Fan gave up, they simply did not believe it.

Wang Fan used one person's power to fight against the water, and all five people could be injured. How could he be afraid of Cuba?

Wang Fanke ignored the speculation and shock of everyone. His mental strength had been madly involved in the gun shadow, and he followed the gun shadow to find the gun body.

At the same time, he also began to retreat quickly.

There is no way to go back, because if he doesn't go back, countless gunshots will bombard him.

"Cut!" Cuba saw Wang Fan retreat with his eyes closed, roaring wildly, yelling a word, and then struggling forward.

Wang Fan's eyes were closed and his expression was slightly condensed, just when he was forced to the edge of the ring, the moment when the gun shadow was about to approach, he suddenly moved.

Woo!

The shadow knife came out of the sheath and lifted a white smooth, slashing towards the gun shadow.

With a jingle, like a golden iron symphony, everyone couldn't help covering their ears.

Immediately afterwards, they were shocked to see that the countless gun shadows dissipated in an instant, and then the Cuban spear was swept away.

Cuba's face changed wildly, and he never thought that Wang Fan not only found the body of the gun, but even flew his long gun accurately.

how can that be?

You know, this gun skill he played, but his hole card, never lost.

Not to mention finding the gun body and picking up the spear and flying it out, even if he avoided his gun skills. But now, the impossible is turned into a possibility by Wang Fan.

"How did he do it?" Cuba shuddered and muttered to himself.

At this time, Wang Fan had opened his eyes, his body flashed, and rushed towards Cuba, "Gang thunder fist!"

A low voice came from his throat, and if Wang Fan frightened, he immediately rushed towards Cuba.

Thunder sounded through the sky, thunder sounds rolling!

Cuba's virtue is that long spear, close combat is simply not possible. Now that the spear has been taken off, where else can he fight?

After just four punches, he couldn't bear it anymore, he was directly blasted out and fell heavily under the ring.

"Concession." Wang Fan did not take advantage of the victory to chase and kill him, but said after standing on the ring and clenching his fists.

Cuba gave Wang Fan a deep look, smiled ugly, and quickly returned to his place to recover.

"Wang Fan, win, get one point, the next challenger, Zhen Min." The old man's voice came again, and Zhen Min slowly stood up.

It was just that her eyes turned around Wang Fan and chose Cuba, who had just been defeated by Wang Fan.

There is no way, Han Qingyi has fought once and lost, and Wang Fan, she is not sure to deal with it, as for Rehe, this is the loser, she has no meaning in choosing Rehe, so she can only choose Cuba.

Cuba heard Zhen Min challenging himself, without hesitation, swallowed a few immortals quickly, and then flashed again in the ring.

This time, Cuba did not warm up, there was no nonsense, and he showed off his gun skills against Wang Fan.

Zhen Min couldn't find the body of the gun at all. He just beat a few breaths and was defeated and flew off the ring.

At this time, the first three were almost settled, that is Wang Fan, Han Qingyi, and Cuba. Unless Lei He challenges Han Qingyi or Wang Fan can win, he can go against the trend.

Next, it was Leihe's turn again, and Leihe chose Han Qingyi without surprise.

It's a pity that after five minutes, Leihe has been defeated by the soft sword of Han Qingyi.

After Han Qingyi defeated Rehe, he did not rest and continued to challenge Cuba, and finally Han Qingyi won.

Next, Zhen Min challenged Lei He and Zhen Minsheng. When it was Cuba ’s turn, since everyone had already fought, there was no need to fight anymore.

Soon, three, four or five people were identified, namely Cuba, Zhen Min and Lei He.

As for the first and second, because Wang Fan and Han Qingyi have not fought yet, it is not clear for the time being.

"Next, Wang Fan fights against the cold clothes." The old man in charge no longer needs to let the person choose, and directly announced the battle between the two.

Wang Fanhan and Tsing Yi listened to this and flashed on the ring.

Han Qingyi's cold eyes stared at Wang Fan with a complex look.

She never imagined that this ant, whom she looked down upon, was able to stand with her on the final battle platform to compete for the championship.

Wang Fan was jeering, he looked at Han Qingyi lightly speaking, "Aren't you going to teach me at the game? Now that the opportunity is here, I want to see, how do you teach me!"

"Humph!" Han Qingyi snorted coldly, a flash of cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, clanked, and a soft sword came out of her sheath.

Wang Fan grabbed the shadow knife in his right hand and greeted Han Qingyi soft sword frantically, while his left hand was a fist. A gang of thunder fists bombarded him.

Boom!

The violent energy ripped open, and the accent rolled on the ring.

The sword fought and made a loud noise, but Han Qingyi was not afraid of danger. The slender left hand also became a fist, welcoming Wang Fan's Gang Thunder Fist.

Huh!

With a loud noise, the two retreated.

Wang Fan stepped back three steps, and Han Qingyi stepped back four steps, slightly prevailing.

Wang Fan looked at this scene and was very shocked.

How is it possible for a woman in Hanqingyi District to be able to shake his gang thunder fist? You know, before Cuba, they couldn't take their own thunder fist.

Compared with Wang Fan's shock, Han Qingyi was even more shocked. She couldn't help but blurt out, "Are you off the seven floors?"

She didn't feel Wang Fan's strength before, but now she is fighting Wang Fan, but she clearly feels that Wang Fan only has seven layers.

"What, off the seven floors?"

"Gosh, how is this possible?"

"Retreat five people off the nineth floor with the seventh floor, and even one of them is half a step. Is this still a human?"

Han Qingyi's voice was like a boulder smashing into the water, and it immediately set off a storm!

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