Super King of Soldiers in the City

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It's a pity that everything is too late.

The Wuming King was only approaching Wang Fanbaizhang, and the Shadow Knife was already madly cut.

laugh!

With a splash of blood, the arrogant woman died instantly!

"You, how dare you kill my daughter?" Wu Mingwang looked at this scene, his eyes were almost split, and his crown was angry!

He clenched his fists tightly, his teeth clenched, and his eyes were staring at Wang Fan with blood.

Wu Xueyi, but his favorite daughter, otherwise he would not be able to send two Wang Jing to protect him on the fourth floor.

But now, his favorite daughter is dead. And the most ridiculous thing is that he still died in front of him.

At this moment, Wu Mingwang's anger was almost enough to burn all three rivers and seas, and his killing intention could wipe out everything.

He has been one of the three kings of the sea of ​​Demon Abyss, and has not been so angry for a long time.

He vaguely remembered that he was angry last time, still decades ago.

At that time, a short-sighted monk challenged himself with a little background. As a result, his entire family was destroyed overnight.

That night, corpses ran wild, and that night, blood flowed into a river!

"Death, not only you are going to die, your loved ones, your friends, and your whole family are going to die. My Wuming King, I will destroy your whole family!"

Wu Hao's crazy roar, under his anger, his hair has been raised up like a steel needle.

The breath of the ninth floor of Wangjing in him spread wildly, and the terrible coercion swept directly to Wang Fan.

But, just when he was about to start, Wang Fan's words made his expression stiff in vain.

"Don't you know me? I not only killed your daughter, but even your son, I killed it."

Wang Fan's voice was light, but at the moment of speaking, he was ready to sacrifice the dagger of killing and prepare to escape from the spaceship at any time.

The Netherworld King of the Ninth Level of King Realm is definitely not what he can deal with now. Even if he provokes the horrifying murderousness in the killing short gun, whether he can kill Wu Mingwang is not necessarily.

"It's you?" Wu Mingwang listened to this, his face slightly stunned. Only then did he recognize Wang Fan.

Just at the moment when the Wuming King was stunned, Wang Fan had suddenly grabbed the killing spear, and at the first time aroused the terrifying murderousness in it.

"You die for me!" With a voice of suppressed anger, Wang Fan's face was suddenly abrupt, and at the same time, the short gun also rolled up the endless murderousness and bombarded the Wuming King.

Wang Fan's timing is quite good. He took advantage of the moment of the Wuming King's stunned god. He was extremely decisive and there was no slight drag on the water.

The short gun pattern spread out, and the horrific murderous intention appeared, and it swept across the entire space in an instant. The gun pattern rolled up the monstrous murderous intention, and swept toward the Wuming King.

At this moment, Rao Yiwu's strength, his complexion could not help but change.

He didn't quite understand how the ants on the third floor of Wangjing in this area could control such a terrible short gun.

But he was not afraid of anything, but with a sudden stroke in his right hand, he grabbed a black spear with a dark color, and the spear tip reverberated, and also rolled up endless power toward the short gun.

Boom!

The piercing roar resounded, and under the crazy impact, the gun pattern began to collapse.

However, Rao Shiwu is already extremely powerful, blocking most of the gun pattern, but still has a gun pattern, which fell on his chest.

With a snort, the gun pattern raised a large cluster of blood on his chest and shot him out.

Huh!

There was another sound, and Wu Mingwang couldn't help but spit out a **** face, and his face became pale in an instant.

His face was a little ugly.

That gun pattern, that killing intention, is really terrible.

Although he didn't die, he still felt that a murderous intention entered his body along his chest and was madly destroying.

"Little beasts, I will not call you Wu Mingwang without killing you with thousands of swords, and without destroying your whole family!" Wu Mingwang roared wildly.

He had no time to dispel the killing intention that entered the body, but after suppressing it, he chased frantically towards Wang Fan.

In his heart, only endless anger, endless killing intentions!

On the third floor of Wangjing, he killed his son in front of him, and then killed his daughter in front of him. Now it is better, and it hurts him even more.

If he didn't kill Wang Fan, it would be hard to dispel hatred.

Wang Fanke did not have time to see the results. After initiating the murderous attack, he went directly to the spaceship and began to flee.

He knew that after using this short gun, he would fall into an extremely weak forbidden area, and he would stay, only one dead end.

On the spaceship, Wang Fanqiang endured the weakness, swallowed several pills of the medicine in one gulp, and then grabbed the Needling Spirit Stone and began to recover.

It was only soon that Wang Fan's face changed, and he clearly noticed that Wu Mingwang was chasing crazy.

"It's worthy of being the three kings of the sea of ​​Demon Abyss, it is worthy of being the pinnacle of the ninth floor of Wangjing. This is really too strong. Even the short gun was not seriously injured."

Wang Fan looked at the Umbrella King after him, and could not help but sigh.

At the same time, he madly urged the spaceship while absorbing crazy energy to recover.

He can never be overtaken. Once he is overtaken, it is hard for him to want to die if he has hatred for him.

"You can't run away, this time, even if I consume, I will have to kill you. Even the horizon of the world, even the blue sky and the yellow spring, I am the Dark King, will kill you!

Wu Mingwang stared coldly at the spaceship where Wang Fan was, roaring wildly.

His voice resembled the thunder, resounding between heaven and earth, and all the monks heard were horrified.

They don't understand who the **** is, so bold and arrogant that they angered Wu Mingwang.

The monks encountered along the way felt the terrifying breath of Wu Ming King from afar. They didn't need to be reminded at all. They all evaded and no one dared to stop.

In this case, Wang Fan also took advantage of it. Don't worry about the monk blocking the road ahead.

The two chased and fled, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed.

In these three days, Wang Fan finally survived the period of weakness, and his strength began to recover gradually.

On the other hand, the Dark Lord is getting weaker and weaker.

After all, Wang Fan controlled the spaceship to escape, and Wu Mingwang pursued with his body method, which naturally consumed more.

After Wang Fan recovered some things, he could directly use the terrifying speed of the spaceship to directly throw away the Wuming King. However, after he realized that Wu Ming Wang was getting weaker, he changed his mind.

He had to consume the Wraith King until it was particularly weak, and then took the opportunity to cut the opponent.

With this idea, Wang Fan even took out all the top spirit stones and began to recover.

In this way, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Wu Mingwang's intention to kill Wang Fan has almost reached an unimaginable level.

It's been six days, even six days.

He never thought that one day, he would kill a monk on the third floor, and he would kill him for a full six days.

There were several times in these six days. He was about to catch up with the spaceship, but at a critical moment, he was pulled away again.

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