Super King of Soldiers in the City

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The crazy attack of nearly a hundred ninth-level monks is undoubtedly extremely terrifying.

All kinds of powerful martial arts are madly displayed from their hands. In the air, the piercing sonic boom is like that thunderous thunder.

For a time, this whole world has been completely submerged by these countless chains of air and waves, and the violent and unmatched killing momentum is insane.

Watching this scene as if the end came, Tu Yimao was completely dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that Wang Fan would be so arrogant and provoked these hundred monks directly.

He did not expect that these 100 monks would be so crazy.

Looking at the overwhelming murderous attack that swept over him, his whole body surged wildly and shouted, "Xiao Xiao, grandpa fights with you!"

It was just that his words had just been spoken. Suddenly, a very strong breath suddenly appeared from Wang Fan, and then he saw that Wang Fan was holding a shadow knife and waved toward the overwhelming attack.

Under this sway, in an instant, the violent murderous momentum surged, and a nearly thousand-foot-long wave of swords had formed suddenly, sweeping toward the dense offensive.

Although this wave of swords was not as dense as the offensive of a hundred monks, it was more dazzling, more dazzling, and more violent.

Boom boom!

The knife wave slashed down, and in a roaring voice, just in an instant, the countless offensives had been cut and collapsed.

This knife seems to come from ancient times, exuding unparalleled momentum and majesty.

Wherever it passes, no one can be taken, no offensive can be blocked.

The roaring sound is still resounding. At the time when the nearly thousand-meter-long sword wave was wiped out and dissipated, the intensified attacks of hundreds of monks have also been split to a large extent.

In those moments when the offensive was torn apart, there was a tremendous amount of energy, and countless monks were affected. They vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"It's just chickens and dogs. Even if you have more people, what's the matter? In front of me, it's still not worth mentioning." Wang Fan sneered disdainfully, and his heart was quite shocked.

This was his first battle after breaking through to the third floor of King Realm, but this battle made him more clearly aware of the terrifying power of the third floor of King Realm.

You know, his previous sword did not use any martial arts at all, it was just a random sword. But even so, the power is so terrifying, which is beyond his expectations.

The dozens of monks who were not injured looked at the impetuous, like Wang Fan, the deity, and the mind could not help shaking.

Powerful, it is too powerful!

Under a knife, they even split the full blow of more than half of them. This strength ...

"The third floor of Wangjing, are you actually the third floor of Wangjing?"

Suddenly for a short while, some monks finally realized what they were aware of, and could not help but shake their voices.

Along with his voice, there was still another silence around him.

They couldn't help but sucked up the air-conditioning, and the sound of the air-cooling was like a windmill turning and extremely harsh.

Wang Fan didn't speak, let alone answer. At this time, he had already swung a second knife.

The second knife waved out, and in an instant, the endless storm was rolled again, and the remaining offensives all collapsed.

Several others were affected and repulsed. They could not help but flew out, vomiting blood and falling to the ground, their faces pale.

Shi Kun, who was hiding behind the crowd, looked at this scene, his face pale and trembling.

There was also horror and disbelief in his eyes.

The third floor of Wangjing is actually the third floor of Wangjing!

Although he had speculated for a long time, he still didn't believe that Wang Fan would break through the third floor of Wang Jing.

After all, this time span is too short.

Even if Wang Fan has Long Yan Guo, it is only a matter of refining the aura within Long Yan Guo, which will take at least a year or more.

But in fact, in just a few months, Wang Fan had already broken through.

"Wang Ba egg, Wang Ba egg, it's you again, and it's a good thing that you broke me. You wait for me, I Shi Kun, kill you sooner or later!

Shi Kun roared unwillingly, without any hesitation, turned and flashed to the distance.

At this moment, his whole heart was bleeding.

Wu Teng Wang Guo, that is Wu Teng Wang Guo!

As long as he can get Wuteng Wangguo, the family will be able to invite Gaoren to refining the broken Wang Dan for him when he returns, and when he breaks to Wang Realm, he will be just around the corner.

But now, all this is destroyed by Wang Fan.

Without Wuteng Wangguo, he Shikun, perhaps this life has no possibility of breaking through to the king.

Wang Fan saw that Shi Kun had chosen to escape, and hesitated a little, but in the end he didn't do anything.

He looked at Yan Qingxue's face and let Shi Kun once again.

It's just that Shi Kun can go, and others can't.

Wang Fan looked at them coldly, and said indifferently, "Some things, since they have already been done, then there is a price to be paid."

"You chase my friend Tu Yi spear and want to seize the black fruit and the best spirit stone from him, so even if I kill you, you take it yourself."

Speaking of which, Wang Fan shouted suddenly, "Split Cloud Sword Method!"

Then, the shadow knife in his hand waved wildly again.

The split-cloud knife method is just a mysterious martial art, and its power is not great. But this martial art is extremely suitable for group attack.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to display the split cloud knife method.

The monks saw Wang Fan waving his sword again, and his face changed again!

In their eyes, remorse and fear appeared in their eyes!

The three floors of Wang Fanjing are simply not something they can deal with!

"Fight!"

"Let's work together!"

"Escape!"

"Run away!"

Seeing that at that moment was split into countless stabs of gas, the attacks that were densely and madly attacked, for a time, the scene was completely chaotic.

Some monks clenched their teeth, brandished their weapons, and chose crazy hard fights.

Some monks chose to escape without hesitation!

The scene is completely out of control!

It is a pity that whether they choose to flee or those who choose to fight hard, their endings are the same.

The dense air of the knife was cut in the body of nearly a hundred monks in an instant. With the spray of blood mist, everyone died instantly.

Even the monks who had been seriously injured before were no exception, and were still subjected to the merciless bombardment of Daoqi.

Yin Hong's blood flowed from nearly a hundred monks, staining the ground red and the world.

The whole space was filled with disgusting **** breath.

Wang Fan looked at the dead monks and waved his right hand. A strong and unmatched suction suddenly appeared. In a flash, all the space rings on them were put away.

Although the strength of these monks is only nine levels, but here is the Sanhuang Temple. After so long, they must have collected some resources.

These resources, Wang Fan will naturally not easily let go.

Tu Yimao stared dumbly at this scene, until this time, his mind was all chaotic, and he could not recover for a long time.

The corners of his mouth were choking, his eyelids were trembling, and his heart was beating, as if in a dream.

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