Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Wang Fan looked at the deputy head who burst like a bomb. His eyebrows could not help but he raised a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

He didn't mean to retreat for half a point, his right hand suddenly fisted, his arrogant aura flooded his body, and the whole person was like a fierce beast.

Under the terrifying speed of Wang Fan, the strong wind in the air was torn, and a long afterimage and white streaks were pulled.

The bright golden energy is like a beam of light that wraps around the tip of the fist, and everyone's eyes around the thorn can't help but squint.

"Deputy head of the Wild Wolf Regiment? Just let me take a look at your skills!" Wang Fan's voice fell, and his right fist was already like a thunder.

"Different ants, dare to do their best in front of this regiment, this regiment will send you to hell!" The deputy leader saw Wang Fan even take the lead, and his face was even more gloomy.

He also did not retreat in the slightest, but madly urged the aura in his body, and punched Wang Fan with a punch.

As the deputy head of the Wild Wolves, one of the six major forces, even looking at the entire area, it is considered an absolute strong.

Under these eyes, his pride, his self-esteem, simply did not allow him to retreat.

What's more, he, who possesses the strength of the nine layers of Wangjing, has not put Wang Fan in the seven layers of Wangjing in his eyes.

The duo's double fists crossed in the air, setting off a great momentum, like a thunder.

The sound of the broken wind unceasingly sounded, as if the entire space had to be torn apart by punching wind, and the power was extremely terrifying.

The monks around felt the horrible coercion, their faces could not help but become dignified, and they all began to retreat away, they all feared that they would be affected.

Under the tense and hot eyes of everyone, the two's fists collided fiercely in the air.

Huh!

A horrible blast, screaming, violent and violent energy instantly wreak havoc, and all the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees are all bright.

Everyone could not help but panic and retreat, and some even arranged a defensive barrier, which was a lucky escape.

The force like a row of mountains and rivers poured out wildly from the fists of the duo. The sullen face of the deputy commander suddenly became ugly.

He actually felt a terrifying and terrifying heat from Wang Fan's fist.

Under the terrible high temperature, the condensed power in his body was instantly weakened by more than half invisible.

laugh!

A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth uncontrollably, and his entire right arm flew out while bombarded with madness.

The monks around looked at this scene, at first they couldn't help but froze for a while, and then they started to puff up the air.

The deputy head of the Wild Wolf Regiment, the strongman on the ninth floor of Wang Jing, fell into the disadvantage under the direct confrontation with Wang Fan, and still defeated and retreated?

This is something that no one has thought of. This scene is really beyond their expectations.

Wang Fanke ignored the shock of the monks around him, and he stabilised when he stepped back a few feet.

Then he slightly eased the amount of violent violence that poured into his right arm, and then rushed towards the deputy commander again.

It is Wang Fan's code of conduct to kill him while he is ill.

Otherwise, once this guy has gasped for breath, and once there are wild wolf team masters coming over, his situation will be even more dangerous.

"Deputy head of the Wild Wolf Regiment? Wang Jing's ninth-level powerhouse? I don't think so!" Wang Fan's sarcasm sneered, and his figure was already approaching the deputy head again.

The deputy commander's eyes were scarlet, staring at Wang Fan as if he was going to eat people. But instead of responding, he began to retreat with madness and strength.

As he retreated, a fiery red spear was caught in his hand.

The spear waved violently in his hand, setting off a chain of tyrannical energy horses, and finally, under his sudden stab, the mad roar directly assassinated Wang Fan.

"Junior, let me die, the flames blow!" The deputy leader roared roaringly, his eyes full of killing.

"Flame blow? Isn't this his fame?"

"Good guy, even a fierce blow, it seems that this guy is really forced!"

"Flame blow is a powerful and terrifying martial art. He used this unique skill to pick and kill a lot of tyrannical monks before winning the position of deputy head of the Wild Wolf Regiment."

"In the king-level martial arts, the blow of flames has already been regarded as the front. If the guy can't display the more powerful king-level martial arts, I am afraid that this will be defeated or even killed."

The monks around looked at this scene, and they were even more shocked. Once again, they couldn't help but start talking.

This area is not large, and most people know it. The strong like the deputy head can be said to be unknown.

Everyone knows that the blow of flames is the fame of the deputy commander.

In this area, the deputy commander's most terrifying record is to rely on this tremendous learning, and in the state of one enemy and two, picked two powerful monks on the ninth floor of Wang Jing.

Now, how can they not be surprised to see that the deputy head has once again exhibited this unique skill?

"A martial arts martial arts blow? Could it be that you think only you can martial arts martial arts, and I will too!"

Facing the violent terror storm, Wang Fan's face still has not changed much.

With a sneer, he almost grabbed the shadow knife almost instantaneously, and the spirit in his body surged wildly.

"Seven kills Liu Yun Dao, first kill, second kill, third kill!" A deep voice came from Wang Fan's mouth, and the terrifying storms like mountains and rivers were accompanied by the shadow knife's cleavage.

In the face of the deputy commander's blaze, Wang Fan only displayed the first three kills of the seven-kill Liuyun Dao. As for the fourth kill and the fifth kill, he did not show them at all.

Because in his view, to deal with this blaze, three kills are enough.

Boom!

The sound of the deafening blast was constantly ringing, and the waves of the blades of the seven-killing Liuyun knife were fiercely cleaved one by one on the chain of energy raised by the fiery red spear.

Seen from a distance, it is like a knife-splitting dragon. The chains of energy begin to break and collapse in an instant.

Just moments, countless horror chains of energy have been cut by countless waists and dissipated.

In contrast, the terrifying sword wave, although the power has declined, but it is still arrogant.

After cutting the chain of energy, Daolang set off a violent killing and continued to rage toward the deputy commander.

At this moment, the deputy head's face finally changed!

He no longer has the previous cruelty, no previous confidence!

All he has is fear, endless fear!

"How is it possible, how is this possible, he is clearly only seven floors of Wang Jing, how could it be so strong, could he hide his cultivation behavior?"

The deputy head was like a pile, standing blankly in place, unable to help mumbling, as if he had forgotten to hide.

It was only in his own heart that he did not forget to avoid, but that avoidance was meaningless.

In his state at this time, he could not hide in the past.

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