Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Not only did Wang Fan's face change, everyone's face changed.

The guy on the sixth floor of the Holy Realm actually killed nearly 200 honorable Realm monks with a slap. It was also too powerful.

Even Peng Yuan looked equally ugly.

Although he can challenge beyond the ranks, he has not yet reached the point where he will challenge the six-tiered strongmen in the Holy Realm. However, if he was asked to give up the fairy crystal here, he was extremely unwilling.

"Senior, you, as the strongman of the sixth floor of the Holy Realm, have you attacked our juniors, don't you think it's too much?"

I have to say that Peng Yuan is indeed very kind. At this time, he still dare to stand up and speak.

"Too much? Since you think I'm too much, then die." The white-browed man glanced at Peng Yuan with disdain, sneered, and raised his hand to Peng Yuan again.

The ants on the third floor of a sacred place dared to whisper in front of him. He was just looking for death. He didn't even think of nonsense with Peng Yuan.

Peng Yuan was staring at the white-browed man all the time. Almost at the moment when the white-browed man shot, he already followed.

I saw that he suddenly grabbed a large black flag, which radiated a cold air, as if there were countless ghosts sizzling.

Immediately after the sacrifice, the black banner rolled up its monstrous anger and greeted the big hand of the white-browed man.

Although the sixth floor of the Holy Realm is powerful, it is far from enough to shoot Peng Yuan with the palm of his aura.

Almost at the moment Peng Yuan shot, he also shouted, "Everyone works together, otherwise we will all die!"

Boom!

At this moment, the black flag and the aura palm had hit together.

A horrible burst of noise came out, and the white-browed man's aura was directly dissipated, and the whole person was even stepped back a few steps.

However, Peng Yuan was even more miserable. He spouted a sip of blood directly, and the whole person flew out at the same time, and the black flag that was sacrificed also shattered in the click sound.

At the same time, nearly a hundred monks have shot at the same time, madly slammed into the white-browed man.

Although they say that cultivation is not enough, their eyesight is not bad, and naturally they can find the best time to shoot.

The white-browed man has just been repulsed, and the next attack has yet to be brewed in the future, and everyone's attack has arrived.

The white-browed man forcibly agitated the spirit element, and hurled a palm again in haste.

Countless attacks were scattered by his palm, and dozens of monks were directly shot dead, and fell on the spot.

However, the white-browed man is also uncomfortable.

Even if he broke up most of the attacks, there were still several attacks that fell on him, and immediately a tear of blood smeared on him.

"He was injured, everyone worked together and killed him!"

The crowd roared wildly, and at the same time, everyone followed and killed the white-browed man, even the dozens of other monks who were still hesitating.

The white-browed man was furious. He did not expect that a group of ants would dare to attack him, and he was also injured.

He snorted angrily, forcibly agitated the spirit element, grabbed a long ring of knives in his hand, and blasted out frantically.

Dozens of monks were directly assassinated by the white-browed man's nine-ring knife. At the same time, the white-browed man was even more injured, and began to retreat again.

At this moment, more than three hundred monks have been killed by only 20 people, and there are still wounds on the 20 people.

Their faces have changed, and they have become extremely ugly.

This white-browed man is really too powerful, it is incredible to the point of being incredible.

This person is definitely a strong person who can leapfrog the enemy. The general seven levels of the Holy Realm are definitely not comparable to him.

"Mary ants, you are all going to die!" The white-browed man felt his injury and was extremely angry.

With a growl, he planned to kill everyone.

It was just that when he was about to start his hands, a dangerous feeling suddenly flooded his mind, and his figure immediately flashed sideways.

boom!

laugh!

It is a pity that even if he is faster, he is still a step slower.

After the two sounds were heard, his left arm was cut directly, and his combat effectiveness decreased sharply.

The white-browed man looked at his severed broken arm and fell into madness completely, turning his head to stare at the man who attacked him.

This person is none other than Wang Fan.

At this time, Wang Fan was also depressed. This six-story strong man in the Holy Realm was really not easy to kill.

He finally waited for such a once-in-a-lifetime chance that he just cut off the arm of the white-browed man, which was really too frustrating.

"you wanna die!"

The white-browed man was angry. He roared frantically, and was planning to slash Wang Fan, the ant, and suddenly found that someone had started to collect the fairy crystal in the jade pond.

"Peng Yuan is stealing Xianjing, everyone grab it together!"

"Hurry up and never be taken away by him."

Not only did the white-browed man notice the Peng Yuan who stole the fairy crystal, but the other twenty people also saw it.

At this moment, where they still have a mental confrontation with the white-browed man, they all rushed to Yuchi.

When the white-browed man saw this, it was naturally impossible to continue to kill Wang Fan, and he rushed directly.

He believed that the ants on the second floor of a holy land in Wangfan District could not escape at all.

Not only Wang Fan, anyone here can't escape, it's not too late to kill these people after charging Xianjing.

Wang Fan also insulted Peng Yuan's shamelessly, stealing Xianjing while everyone was trying to kill the white-browed man.

But instead of escaping, he spread the lightning to the extreme and rushed towards Yuchi.

His mad surge of mental power directly curled on those fairy crystals, and then his hands transformed into aura with big palms. With just two palms, he had already put away nearly a thousand pieces.

At this time, there were very few fairy crystals in Yuchi, and most of them were already obtained by Peng Yuan.

Peng Yuan is going crazy away, and the white-browed man is already catching up.

Wang Fan looked at the few fairy crystals left, and then looked at the nearly twenty monks who were looting, and finally did not continue to rob, but left quickly.

He felt that if he did not leave, he was likely to be chased and wiped out by the white-browed man.

On the other side, the white-browed man is chasing Peng Yuan frantically, but he hasn't caught up for a while.

At this time, the white-browed man almost hated Wang Fan.

Had Wang Fan cut off his arm, even if he was seriously injured, would he not be able to catch up with a Peng Yuan?

However, at this time, he could not kill Wang Fan, because most of the fairy crystals were on Peng Yuan.

After half an incense stick, Peng Yuan finally found a chance, quickly inspired a Fu Luo, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Ah!" The white-browed man was almost mad, even if he refused, he could only give up.

He did not hesitate and returned wildly.

Since he couldn't catch up with Peng Yuan, he would kill Wang Fan first.

It was just when he returned that there was no fairy crystal in the jade pond. As for Wang Fan, hehe, let alone Wang Fan, even other people had disappeared without a trace.

His spiritual strength spread out overwhelmingly, and soon he saw the nearly twenty monks who fled around, but among these people, they did not have Wang Fan.

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