Super King of Soldiers in the City

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At the same time, with the title of middle-aged man, Wang Fan also knew the identity of this person.

This person turned out to be a prince, but the younger brother of the emperor.

The middle-aged man did not take Wang Fan to meet the emperor, but came to a training place.

This training ground is extremely large, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

The middle-aged man grabbed a yellow military order in his right hand and handed it to Wang Fandao.

"Thank you, Lord." Wang Fan took the military order and bowed to thank.

After handing the general order to Wang Fan, the middle-aged man shouted, "Dragon march, listen to the order!"

Da da da.

With his voice, the dragon march, which was still training, immediately gathered quickly. In less than a moment, they formed several extremely large squares.

"Report the lord, the first team is assembled."

"Report to the lord, the second team is finished."

"Report Lord ..."

After the assembly was completed, a thunderous sound came out, echoing in the whole void.

Wang Fan looked at this scene and once again had a glimpse of the quality of the dragon march.

After all the people were assembled, the middle-aged man said slowly, "He, will become your new leader. Three days later, the million dragon march, follow him to Tianyun, and rule the country."

"Dragon marching complies!"

The tens of thousands of dragons marched without any surprise, and immediately responded.

"There are only one hundred thousand dragon marching here, and the other nine hundred thousand are all elsewhere. Next, I will take you to see them."

The middle-aged man said, taking Wang Fan again to the other dragon march training ground.

Three days later, Wang Fanjun had seen the million dragon march, and they were all conveyed that Wang Fan was the new leader.

They were gathered by Wang Fan in an extremely wide square, and hundreds of huge warships were parked in the square.

With a big wave of Wang Fan's hand, the Million Dragon March marched on the battleship with training, leaving only 100 Dragon March leaders.

The strength of these 100 dragon marching leaders has reached the seventh floor above the level, and the strongest has reached the peak of the ninth floor.

They looked at Wang Fan. Although they were respected, their eyes flashed with doubt.

Obviously, they are not satisfied with Wang Fan.

Previously, it was only because of the coercion of middle-aged men that they dared not make orders. But now the middle-aged man was not there, only Wang Fan was left, and their kindness was immediately apparent.

"General, I heard that you are the first place in the Nine Kingdoms monks meeting. Is this true? How do I feel that your strength is only on the eighth floor? Right? "

This is the voice of a voluptuous female leader. At the moment of speaking, her eyes are turning around Wang Fan, rippling with fascination.

The female name is Ji Yun, and her strength is on the ninth floor. Although she is a woman, she is quite a set, and her soldiers are all in awe. Even the rest of the leaders, most people dare not easily provoke her.

"Yes, you have military orders. Of course, we can't obey you. But we still hope you can show your true ability, otherwise we will not accept it."

This is a relatively rough male voice, with the strength at the top of the eighth floor, burly body, as strong as a cow, and the whole person looks like a chimpanzee.

The whole Yuanmen is originally weak meat and strong food. As a soldier, he naturally worships the strong.

At this moment, looking at Wang Fan, whose strength is only on the eighth floor and has small arms and calves, he was naturally dissatisfied.

"General, what skills do you have, give us a hand?"

"General, we want to see if you are qualified to rule us."

With the voices of the two, the rest of the leaders could not help but start to coax, the scene was in chaos for a time.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, his face did not change much.

He did not pay attention to Ji Yun who was the first to speak, nor did he ignore the black bear-like iron man, but looked at one of the middle-aged people who was not astonishing.

This middle-aged alchemy is fair and fair in appearance. However, within two meters of his body, no leader dared to come close.

Most leaders, including Ji Yun, who is on the ninth floor, also have deep fears when looking at him.

This person is the only king of the 100 leaders.

Wang Fan pointed his finger at the man and said, "Situ Hong, come out."

The middle-aged leader listened to this, and Meiyu picked it up slightly, but came out. There was a chill in his eyes that looked at Wang Fan.

He naturally knew that Wang Fan had ordered him to go out, and he must have taken him.

However, although he was also extremely dissatisfied with Wang Fan becoming their leader, he had never spoken before.

If Wang Fan really dared to take him, then it is no wonder that he was welcome.

He will be in public to make Wang Fan ugly and not come to Taiwan.

At the same time, the scene became completely silent, and there was no more sound.

Whether it was Ji Yun or anyone else, they all looked at Wang Fan, his eyes flashing with surprise.

Wang Fan was going to take Stuart Hong, is this the wrong person?

Even the dragon marches who boarded the spaceship couldn't help but squeeze in the window and watched it all.

"Situ Yun, since everyone wants me to show my strength, I thought about it, you are the most suitable opponent. Can you dare to fight me?"

When Wang Fan said this, everyone was shocked.

Wang Fan, who is on the eighth floor of the district, said to Situ Hong, who is on the first floor of Wangjing, that you dare to fight me. Is this looking for abuse?

Situ Hong couldn't help but raise the eyebrows, and said sternly, "Why don't you dare!"

With that said, he had stepped out in one step, his breath surging like a mountain and tsunami, set off a violent fighting spirit, and looked at Wang Fan.

"Very good!" Wang Fan smiled slightly, his body suddenly rushed out, and at the same time, the breath of his body also bloomed wildly.

Not only that, he also showed a rich golden energy, the golden energy is extremely dazzling, and the thorns can hardly open their eyes.

Wang Fan knows that since he wants to stand up, he naturally wants to pick the strongest player, and he can defeat it at the fastest speed in order to play its role.

So he didn't have any nonsense, wrapped in golden energy, and already bombarded Situ Hong like a beast.

"Haha!" Situ Hong laughed loudly, and without any hesitation, rushed to Wang Fan crazy.

The war is monstrous!

Boom boom!

With the violent roar, the two quickly fought together in the most direct way.

Fist to fist, leg to leg, no fancy.

After counting the fist, Situ Hong retreated, and he threw a turbulent wave in his heart, and no longer underestimated Wang Fan.

Since Wang Fan did not use martial arts, he naturally did not use it.

It's just that, without using martial arts, Wang Fan's defeat by virtue of his cultivation practice on the eighth floor of the realm is too terrifying, right?

The dragon marching around, looking at this scene, was also shocked and dumbfounded.

Wang Fanke ignored the shock of the people around him, his body suddenly rushed forward, and he punched again.

This punch set off a monstrous power, and in the terror's tumble, Situ Hong was frightened, but he couldn't help but spit out blood and flew out.

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