Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Listening to Pei Qing's resentful roar, the crowd around him didn't change color, and they all showed horrified and even envious expressions.

Outside disciples, that is at least the existence of the situation. No one thought that Pei Qing even had such a terrible brother.

You know, for those around you, not to mention the outside disciples of Jijianmen, even if they can become the disciples of Jijianmen, they all have to laugh at their dreams.

"Outdoor disciple?" Wang Fan glanced at Pei Qing disdainfully, "You'd better not let your brother come to me, otherwise, I don't mind discarding him."

After Wang Fan finished speaking, he was too lazy to take a look at Pei Qing and turned around and left.

If it weren't for Ji Jianfeng here, Wang Fan was afraid that killing would cause dissatisfaction at the upper level of Ji Jianmen. He had already killed this Pei Qing, wouldn't it just be so simple as abolition?

What's more, Wang Fan did not pay much attention to his disciples.

"So arrogant, so domineering, even the disciples outside are not afraid."

"This person easily abolished Pei Qing, who was off the ninth floor. It is likely that his strength has also reached the level. Perhaps he is a disciple of the extreme sword gate."

The crowd around listened to Wang Fan's domineering voice, and then looked at the back of Wang Fan's departure, and could not help but secretly slammed up.

Pei Qing's face was hot, his eyes stared at Wang Fan, his teeth clenched. Wang Fan has been remembered in his heart.

After more than an hour, Wang Fan had already reached the peak of Jijian.

The rich spirit of heaven and earth came to the face, and then watching the eighteen peaks like a sword from close range, Wang Fan's heart was more surging.

Worthy of being the ultimate sword gate, this heritage is really unusual, just this gate station is full of spiritual charm.

Outside the Jijianmen, there are three areas that are already surrounded by people, tightly closed, and even three long streams of people are discharged.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, couldn't help frowning, and swept his mental energy into it, and then suddenly saw that the three areas were all test areas.

They are "Inner Disciple Test Area", "Outer Disciple Test Area" and "Miscellaneous Disciple Test Area."

Perceiving this scene, Wang Fan did not hesitate, and immediately stepped towards the "Handy Practitioner Test Zone".

Although with his strength, he can go directly to the outer disciple test area, but Wang Fan has learned that the recruitment of disciples at Jijianmen is extremely strict in examining disciples.

Without a clear background, even if your talent is against the sky and your strength is outstanding, the extreme swordsmen dare not want you. After all, who knows if you will be a spy from a hostile school?

Wang Fan comes from outside, and his background is naturally not so clear, so he can only go to the handyman disciples test area in a proper manner.

And he is not going to test, but intends to directly take out the handyman disciple token to become a handyman disciple.

Jijianmen's test of disciples is very simple, as long as you reach a certain level of strength within a certain age range, you can pass.

After following the flow of people, Wang Fan looked at the young people who had succeeded or failed.

Especially when I saw the painful expressions of the failed youths, I couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, there are competitions everywhere. The junior disciples of Jianmen are just the lowest level of existence, and they can make these people want to get in.

With the success or failure of the crowd in front, it was soon Wang Fan's turn.

Wang Fan did not test, just took out his own handyman disciple token, "Senior Hello, I was passed by the examination of Senior He Zhong, and became a Jijianmen handyman."

"Just along the way, I and Senior Chung He and I separated, so I haven't reported it until now."

Wang Fan said respectfully to the old man in charge of the toilet of the handy disciple.

Although the strength of the old man is only on the second floor, it is not necessarily his Wang Fan's opponent, but the status of others is there, and Wang Fan has to be respected.

"He Zhong?" The old man raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Are you from outside?"

Wang Fan nodded, "Yes, senior."

If the old man gave Wang Fan a meaningful look, then grabbed a badge, "Then go in and use the badge to get your handy disciple's clothing and your own spirit stone."

"As for the residence, you can just find a cave house directly on the mountain peak of the miscellaneous disciple area."

"Thank you Senior." Wang Fan respectfully thanked him and took the badge to enter the gate of the sword.

Those who failed around looked at Wang Fan striding into the pole sword gate, their eyes expressed envious expressions.

The old man couldn't help but become ridiculed. "The batch of handy disciples recruited from outside this time seems to be having a bad time. I hope this guy has good luck."

Wang Fan did not notice the jokes in the eyes of the old man. After all, his spiritual power could not always be placed on the old man.

At this time, he has entered the pole sword gate.

Stepping into the pole sword gate, the aura of heaven and earth inside is almost several times thicker than the pole sword peak. Obviously, there is an array of Fagart in the pole sword gate, or there is a spirit vein placed underground.

The rich spirit of heaven and earth lingers on the body, and every cell on Wang Fan's body seems to be refreshed and active.

Wang Fanqiang resisted the urge to sit cross-legged and practice immediately, and went to the handy disciple's clothing and spirit stone collection area according to the guidance of Wrigley.

The disciples around in threes and threes saw Wang Fan walking towards the handicraft disciple's clothing and spirit stone receiving area. He was stunned for a while, and then someone followed him.

Wang Fan clearly noticed this scene and frowned slightly, but didn't care.

All those who keep up with them are all handy disciples. His strength is only eight-story and nine-story. He has n’t paid attention to it yet.

Soon, Wang Fan went to his destination. There is a huge stone cave. Outside of the cave, an old man was sitting on a stone chair, closing his eyes and raising his mind.

"Hello, Senior, I am Wang Fan, a handyman disciple. Come and get the clothes and spirit stones of the handyman." Wang Fan handed the badge to the old man and said respectfully.

When Wang Fan said this, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

The low strength is really too dignified. Even if you see someone, you have to be called a senior, but he has no way. Who told him to send him under the fence now.

When the old man heard Wang Fan's words, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and he took over the badge.

At the moment of seeing the badge, his eyes narrowed slightly and asked, "Are you from outside?"

"Yes." Wang Fan nodded, but he clearly realized that the eyes of the people around him became much hotter and sharper.

"Wait a moment." The old man finished and turned his head into the cave. Before long, he came out with a handyman disciple's costume and a square wooden box.

"This is your costume, you should collect it first. In the square box is a hundred pieces of spirit stone gifted to you by the Zong Men, and you take it with you." The old man said to Wang Fan.

"Thank you, Senior." Wang Fan thanked and took it. But he clearly noticed that the eyes of those around him were even hotter.

Especially when staring at the one-hundred pieces of spirit stones, the eyes of those people were extremely hot, and greed made no secret.

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