Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Time passed, and soon, monks came to the top of the mountain.

After reaching the top of the mountain, those monks who had confidence in their own strength began to occupy the stone pier.

Those who do not have absolute self-confidence are like the three hundred monks, waiting on the side.

In this way, Shidun was occupied one by one, and soon it was less than fifty.

At this time, those who did not occupy the stone pier could no longer bear it, and rushed to the remaining fifty stone pier.

In an instant, there were wars.

At the same time, there were countless people who rushed towards those monks who occupied the stone pier but were obviously not very strong.

For a time, the weapon roared, and the blood was raining.

On Wang Fan's side, since Wang Fan has always exuded the terrifying atmosphere of the eighth floor, no one dared to **** the stone pier.

It's just that there is something wrong with Mo Yaoyu. At least there are more than ten monks. He grinned and rushed towards Mo Yaoyu.

These more than ten monks, all of whom came later, did not know that Moyao Yushidun was occupied by Wang Fan.

"Hey, even a **** the ground floor, who is also delusional about the Shidun seat, is simply not overwhelming!"

A monk on the fourth floor had the fastest impact. While grinning, he had already grabbed a weapon, and bombarded him toward the magic rain.

The horrible murderous power spread, and Mo Yaoyu was instantly shrouded, making Mo Yaoyu's face slightly pale.

On the fourth floor, she is simply not able to contend, and she has no resistance.

However, although she was pale, she was not afraid at all. Because she knew that Wang Fan would definitely shoot.

Sure enough, at the moment when the guy's weapon was about to hit Mo Yaoyu, Wang Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and his right hand suddenly darted out.

The man immediately felt as if he had been grasped by an invisible large hand, and his complexion instantly changed. He turned his head and looked at Wang Fan horrificly, wondering why Wang Fan shot at him.

"On the fourth floor, I dare to move the idea of ​​my grandfather and friend. I think you are not overstretched." Wang Fan said, grabbing hard with his right hand, and the man spouted a few mouthfuls of blood in an instant and immediately retreated.

At the same time, the other ten or so people stopped their steps in an instant, and dared not move forward half a step.

Wang Fan glanced coldly at them and shouted, "Go!"

The more than ten monks shook immediately and quickly retreated.

They never thought that Mo Yaoyu was covered by Wang Fan.

As a result, it is not realistic for them to take the position of Mo Yaoyu.

Mo Yaoyu looked at this scene with great relief, and cast a grateful glance at Wang Fan.

Wang Fan smiled slightly, but looked at the fighting around.

Their battle was fierce. Everyone used all their strengths and means, and they dared not keep them at all.

Soon, nearly four hundred monks had already died by a third.

That stone pier also has fifty or sixty people completely occupied, and no one dared to make up his mind.

After an hour has passed, the war has stopped, and one hundred stone piers already have masters.

Those who occupy the stone pier, except for Mo Yaoyu's low strength and standing tall, the rest of the people, the weakest, have reached the sixth floor.

Moreover, their breath is very Ling, obviously are powerful people.

But what makes Wang Fan strange is that he did not see Tu Yimao. Obviously, Tu Yimao was probably in trouble during this trial, otherwise it is absolutely impossible that this time has not come.

At this moment, the stone pier was not occupied, but less than fifty monks survived. Their eyes flashed and they were still looking for a breakthrough.

The top 100 of this trial is related to the chance to enter the Sanhuang Palace. Until the last moment, no one is willing to give up.

However, most of these fifty people are on the fourth floor of the situation, and only a few people have reached the fifth floor of the situation, and they have been injured.

It is too difficult for them to win one of the seats. Unless it is said that fifty of them can unite.

It's just that they don't have many deep friendships with each other, and it's simply impossible to unite against the enemy.

What's more, even if they are united, they can at most take one or two seats. After the seats are won, who should they return to?

Wang Fanke ignored those people's ideas. For him, as long as he didn't come to **** him and Mo Yaoyu, everything had nothing to do with him.

In this way, the scene became quiet, and the atmosphere seemed a bit depressed.

At one moment, Wang Fan's eyes suddenly froze and he couldn't help looking away.

I saw that there was a rush of blood rushing to the top of the mountain in an instant.

After the blood flashed to the top of the mountain, there was almost no hesitation, and he screamed wildly, "Brother Wang Fan, save me!"

Along with the sound, this person fell heavily, and his original appearance also appeared.

This person was stunned by that spear.

However, Tu Yi spear at this time looked extremely embarrassed, he was covered in blood, his face was pale, and his breath was completely languishing.

"Brother Wang Fan? Haha, don't you say Brother Wang Fan anymore, today, even if your master comes, you can't save you!"

After Tu Yimao's words fell, followed by a disdainful voice, a young man wearing a purple robe suddenly appeared.

After he appeared, he didn't hesitate at all, didn't even look at the monks present at the scene, and already slapped at Tu Yiyi with a slap.

This person has a strong atmosphere, and the strength has reached the ninth level of the situation, which is extremely terrifying!

"Oh, yes, then I want to see if I can save him." But just as this young man's slap was about to shoot a spear, another cold voice came out suddenly.

Subsequently, Wang Fan had flashed before Tu Yi spear, and greeted him with a palm.

Huh!

Like a loud noise, the palms collided fiercely in the air.

In an instant, terrifying energies overflowed, and the ground was torn with cracks in the thickness of the bowl.

After Wang Fan and his opponent gave a slap in the face, he threw a few spears to Tu and swallowed it. Then he looked at the young man in purple coldly.

The young man in purple clothes also looked cold and looked at Wang Fan coldly.

When he realized that Wang Fan's strength was only eight levels, there was shock in his eyes.

The eighth floor of the area, and the ninth floor of his position can be slammed without injury, which is almost incredible.

"You are Wang Fan? Why, you have to do more business, and offend me Ouyang Zhi for this guy?" Ziyi Youth said coldly, the breath of the ninth level of the situation has burst wildly.

"Ouyang Zhi, he turned out to be Ouyang Zhi?"

"It is rumored that Ouyang Zhi has already reached the top of the ninth floor, and he can step into the king's realm just one step away. I really didn't expect that he came to participate in this monk."

"Ouyang Zhi is here, does it mean that one of our 100 people has to quit and give up a place?"

The monks around listened to Ziyi Youth's self-reported name, and their faces changed a lot!

Ouyang Zhi is very famous in the Dragon-Austrian Empire! He never made sense in killing people, and his methods were extremely cruel.

According to legend, an lover of Wang Jingqiang provoked him, and was directly killed by his cruelty. When the King Realm knew it, he immediately began to chase Ouyang Zhi. However, in the end, the King Realm was killed by Ouyang Zhi.

Killing King Realm by position shows the terrifying strength of Ouyang Zhi.

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