Super King of Soldiers in the City

Due to some reasons, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the web page to visit this site today. Please book friends to remember the domain name of this site www.ltnovel.com (the first letter of literature + org point com, ltnovel.com) to find the way home!

Wang Fan's sword mang rolled up his endless killing power, and he madly chopped on the sword mang. The sound of chanting and chanting rang continuously, and the tens of feet of the sword mang had been completely torn in a moment.

Daoman turned into a thread after shredding Jianmang, and continued to bombard Elder Han.

Elder Han looked at this scene, his face even more horrified.

He never imagined that Wang Fan was so powerful that he easily smashed his sword with a single knife.

In particular, he actually felt the sword from Wang Fan's sword.

How can this be possible? How can Wang Fan understand the sword?

You should know that the strong people in the 4th or 5th floor are not necessarily able to comprehend the "potential".

Although the murderous intention contained in Wang Fan's sword is very heavy, it is also "potential" after all.

Elder Han soon had too little time to think about it, and with a sneer, the thread slammed **** his body.

A series of blood mist sprayed like fireworks, and Elder Han was lifted out.

Quiet!

Deadly still!

At this moment, everyone at the scene was strangely quiet, even holding their breath.

Everyone's heart is terrified!

When did a young man in such a terrible situation appear, how could they not even know that there was no news?

You know, everyone who understands the potential is a genius, and it is easy to rise. There is no reason why they do n’t know.

Wang Fanke ignored those people, but looked at Elder Han coldly, "You, as the elder of Jianjianmen, convicted me indiscriminately and wanted to kill me."

"A person like you is not worthy of being the elder of Jijianmen, because you are discrediting Jijianmen, you are the shame of Jijianmen!"

"For the sake of you being the elder of Jianjianmen, I don't embarrass you today, but don't blame me for being guilty when I commit it again next time!

Wang Fan said, turning his head and leaving here.

Although this **** is injured, the injury is not very serious.

Although Wang Fan has the strength to kill the elder Han, he is really afraid to kill him in this extremely sword city.

The people around listened to Wang Fan's domineering words, and then looked at Wang Fan's leaving back, and he dared not say a word, let alone stop him.

This is a world with respect for strength. Even the elder Han on the second floor can't help Wang Fan. How dare they intercept Wang Fan?

Elder Han stared fiercely at Wang Fan's back, his fists clenched tightly, and his eyes flashed with resentment.

This Wang Fan, even hit him in the face of so many people, and stepped on him, this is a humiliation, an unbearable humiliation!

Chances are, he must avenge this revenge!

In Jijian City, although there were many elders who witnessed this, they never made it.

In this pole sword city, there are some handyman elders of the pole sword gate. Those outside gate elders or inside gate elders generally don't come over at all.

And those elders who are handy are at most as powerful as Han Zhao. Even if they are better than Han Zhao, they can't go anywhere. Naturally, they are unwilling to offend Wang Fan.

What's more, for people like Wang Fan, who knows if there is any other background? Therefore, they naturally do not want to cause trouble.

Wang Fan rested one night in Jijian City, and rushed to Jijian Peak behind Jijian City early the next morning.

The Jijianmen is located on the Jijian Peak. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, you can see the 18 giant pillars towering into the clouds.

Each giant pillar is like a sword, swaying straight up, straight into the sky.

Wang Fan looked at the eighteen giant pillars straight into the sky like swords, and his heart was even more shocked.

Jijianmen really deserves to be one of the ten ancestors of Tianyun Kingdom. Even at the end of the ranking, the background is still not to be underestimated.

This point can be felt from the eighteen giant pillars that resemble sharp swords, and the richness of the heavenly and earth spirits around the pole sword gate.

Not only Wang Fan, but also many handsome men and beautiful women who went to the pole sword gate to the pole sword gate.

Wang Fan realized through these people's chats that these few days turned out to be the days when Ji Jianmen recruited disciples.

He was a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't care. He just followed the flow of people quietly, listening to the conversation of those people and feeling their strength.

Those men and women are not very old, they are in their early twenties, some are twenty-seven or eight, and even sixteen or seven.

Among these people, there are civilians and nobles. In addition to a few powerful people, the civilians all have expectations and even embarrassment in their eyes.

After all, whether they can enter the pole sword gate, or whether they can be valued by the pole sword gate, is related to their life.

For those civilians, once they can enter the pole sword gate, even if they are just handy disciples, they can jump the dragon gate and Guangzong Yaozu.

Those nobles don't have as many complex emotions as those of civilians. Most of them are very confident, arrogant, and lifeless, and they despise those civilians.

No way, nobles always have an advantage over civilians. Family conditions are there, and they can obtain more cultivation resources than those civilians.

With the same talent and the same age, the strength of those nobles must be higher than that of the civilians.

Wang Fan looked at these people, and sighed in his heart.

Outside, the power of money is everything, but here, strength and family heritage are everything.

"Snapped!"

An inferior spirit stone suddenly fell at Wang Fan's feet, and then a proud voice came along, "Hey, you, help me lead the horse, the inferior spirit stone is yours."

Wang Fan looked up and saw that the guy who spoke was a young man about twenty-six or sixty years old.

He was wearing a luxurious robe, and it was worth a lot at first glance. At this time, he was holding his head high, pointing at Wang Fan with his fingers, and said with aura.

The high tone seemed to command his servants.

Beside him, there were several men and women dressed in the same bright clothes. Those men and women looked at Wang Fan with disdain and disdain, and they seemed to look down on Wang Fan very much.

At this pole sword peak, outsiders are not allowed to step on the horse to climb the peak, even these nobles are no exception, so they have to dismount the horse, lead the horse by themselves, or find someone to help the horse.

Most of the surrounding civilians have already led horses, and only Wang Fan's hands are empty. Because his Maxima has been posted in the restaurant.

This young man obviously saw Wang Fan empty-handed and dressed as a civilian, so he asked Wang Fan to help lead the horse.

In his view, it is already a great opportunity for Wang Fan, a lowly civilian, to get a inferior spirit stone.

Wang Fan will pick up the spirit stone with excitement, and then help him lead the horse with gratitude, it is impossible and will not refuse.

To the amazement of the youth, Wang Fan just glanced at him lightly, and then ignored it, and raised his foot to the front.

Not to mention being excited, he picked up the spirit stone and thanked him very much. Wang Fan didn't even look at the inferior spirit stone.

Looking at this scene, the handsome men and women around the young man couldn't help but froze for a moment, then immediately couldn't help laughing, and began to laugh at the young man.

"Pei Qing, it seems people don't give you face."

"Haha, there are too few inferior spirit stones, people simply don't look down on them."

"You need to take out a few more spirit stones."

If you like Chaopinbingwang in the city, please collect it: (www.ltnovel.com) Chaopinbingwang has the fastest literature update in the city.