Super King of Soldiers in the City

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At the moment when the silhouettes were sent out, the overwhelming spiritual power of the Wu Wuliu and others had been madly enveloped, and at the same time, all the trapped formations were opened.

Wang Fan's performance in Zhenhong Space is clearly seen by them. It can be said that except for Wu Wuliu who has absolute confidence to suppress Wang Fan,

The rest of the people, even Qiu Yinquan, the seven major patriarchs and even the deputy master of Jiyun Dao, have no absolute certainty to suppress Wang Fan.

Therefore, in this case, they simply cannot give Wang Fan any chance. As long as Wang Fan appears, he must rush to siege Wang Fan, and then directly suppress or obliterate Wang Fan.

Otherwise, once Wang Fan was given a breathing opportunity to let Wang Fan kill here, even if they could eventually kill Wang Fan, he would definitely lose a lot of elites.

One figure at a time was sent out quickly, and the moment they were sent out, they had been completely locked by countless spiritual forces.

It was just amazing to Wu Wuliu and others that in these figures, they didn't even notice Wang Fan's existence. Until the last person fell on the wide platform, they still didn't find Wang Fan.

how can that be?

At this moment, everyone's face was a little ugly.

This scene has completely exceeded their estimates and expectations, to put it bluntly has completely exceeded their control.

"No, those two have a problem!" After a short period of slackness, Wu Wuliu felt something wrong in an instant, pointing at the two who fell in different directions and shouted loudly.

Along with the sound, his entire body has also flew up, directly rushing towards the two.

At this time, the rest of the people also felt wrong, especially Wu Zhengheng, the master of the Yijian Sect, because the two people pointed to by Wu Wuliu were stunned by Xue Wuhen of his Yijian Sect.

That's right, it was Xue Wuhen, and it was still two Xue Wujian.

Except that the clothes are different, they look exactly the same. Obviously, one of them is Wang Fanyi.

Wu Zhengheng saw Wang Fan came out through this means, his face was irritated.

It's just that he didn't have time to speak at all, and Wu Wuliu had rushed to one of Xue Wuhen's bodies, and slapped him.

The violent killing was torn apart, and the frightening palms were condensed in the air, and they were shot at Xue Wuhen.

At this moment, Xue Wuhen was almost distracted, and the whole body was completely cold.

Suppressed by Yin Wuliu's powerful momentum, he felt that he was completely restrained and could not move at all.

With a loud bang, the blood mist splashed, and Xue Wuhen didn't even struggle even one moment, and was already shot into blood mist by Ji Wuliu.

Jing Wuliu looked at Xue Wuhen, who had been photographed as a blood mist, and couldn't help but pucker.

He knew that he shot the real Xue Wuhen himself.

Although Xue Wujian killed a district, he wouldn't even care about it, let alone Yi Jianzong's anger, but now that he killed the real Xue Wuhen, does it mean that the other is Wang Fan?

In this way, he did not lock or contain Wang Fan in the first time, wouldn't it give Wang Fan a chance to slaughter?

"Haha, Lord Dao is really a good way. Even the first genius of Yi Jianzong said killing is killing. It really admires the next."

Sure enough, at the moment when he shot Xue Wuhen, a ridiculous laughter came, and then he saw another Xue Wuhen jumped up and rushed directly to the master of the Eight Great Sect.

Needless to say, this guy who killed the master of the Eight Great Sects is Wang Fan.

"Beast, dare to use this method to kill my disciple of Jianjian, you are looking for death!" Wu Zhengheng was so angry that he was the first to flutter and madly killed Wang Fan.

Even if he was not satisfied with Ji Wuliu anymore, under the huge strength gap, he did not dare to vent his anger to Ji Wuliu's head.

Since he didn't dare to vent his anger on the head of Wu Wuliu, he could only throw the fire on Wang Fan.

"Your executioner, dare to kill my seven disciples in Zhenhong space, we will take your life today!"

"If the old man does not cramp your bones and burn souls today, the old man is not worthy of being a man!"

With the killing of Wu Zhengheng, the master of a sword sect, the rest of the people also returned to God in the first time, screaming and cursing at the same time, and madly killed the past.

"Haha." Wang Fan looked at the masters who had been killed and laughed again. "A bunch of garbage that is about to enter the earth, and dare to say that he wants the life of the master, it is simply not self-control!"

He also looked at Wu Zhengheng, "The surname is Wu, the young man knows you are a genius, but he didn't expect you to be so ill."

"Jin Wuliu killed Xue Wuhen, a sword sect of yours. You didn't even dare to put one, but instead you want to kill your lord. I think you, the sword sect, is simply inappropriate."

Wang Fan said that the shadow knife in his hand had already traversed a long arc in the air in a frenzy.

At the same time, Wu Zhengheng had already sacrificed a tan wide sword. The wide sword tore the air and rolled up the boundless killing momentum towards Wang Fan.

The violent blade wave rolled up the air of the piercing fissure membrane, violently stirred above the sword wave, and made a loud roar.

While Wu Zhengheng was shocked to retreat madly, Wang Fan couldn't help but stagger and started a crazy retreat.

At this moment, the seven strong men who followed Wu Zhengheng, the attack in their hands had already rolled up the air, and rolled towards Wang Fan crazy.

These people, perhaps cultivated, are not much higher than those of the Dazongmen disciples who were killed by Wang Fan in Zhenhong space.

But their combat experience and combat effectiveness are definitely not comparable to those of their disciples.

They are all old monsters who have lived for countless years, how can they be comparable to those young disciples?

The seven men's offensives are simply one after another, one ring after another, even if the seven attack together, it will not appear messy at all.

Their attacks have a small sequence, just like waves and waves, not only completely locking Wang Fan's whole body, but also not giving Wang Fan a chance to breathe.

Wang Fan felt this scene and could not help but sigh inwardly.

If he is desperate to fight, it is not impossible to kill these seven people. The problem is that even if he really killed these people, it wouldn't help.

There are too many masters here, he killed these seven people, and there are countless seven people who will rush up, plus there are still trapping formations outside, there is a willowing force, he is still inevitable trapped or killed doom.

In this case, he could not fight at all. He had to retain his strength and open up the trapped formation, and then break out.

Wang Fan thought so, that the seven endless attacks have swept crazy.

Wang Fan didn't even think about it, the moment the shadow knife waved in the trend, he didn't hesitate to be a 'electric flash'.

His whole body flashed like a lightning arc, and then disappeared in place instantly.

Seven attacks madly blasted at his previous location. In a burst of explosive blasts, the entire ground was destroyed into a mess.

The ground was split, the ravines were horizontal and vertical, and there were seven terrifying giant pits. The scene was extremely spectacular.

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