Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Boom!

The horrible sound is still exploding, like thunder.

Countless formations all turned into storms, crazy explosions, and rolled towards Wudaozi's body.

The self-detonation of a single six-level array may not be able to hurt such a person without Daozi, but once such a self-detonation is too much, even if there is no Daozi, it can't afford it.

What's more, under the care of the past, he has been injured.

The terrifying storm swept toward No Daozi, even if No Daozi had the power to go against the sky and thundered to block the countless storms, he was still caught in the wind, and his body was torn apart again with a **** fog.

At this moment, his inner anger has skyrocketed to the extreme.

He had no way, he was seriously injured, and he was seriously injured in this humiliating way.

This is a shame, it is an unbearable shame.

At the same time, he also realized that the person hiding in the dark was not the Three Saints Sect Master Molan.

Although Molan is powerful, his accomplishments in formation are far from being so strong, and his style of acting is not the same.

In the harsh sound of explosions, in a short period of time, nearly one hundred and six rank formations have completely exploded.

The self-destructive storm suddenly formed a flood, directly submerging the entire Taoist Sect.

The Dao Sect that was already messed up already is now even more messed up, like ruins.

Even in the remote Innocent City, many people felt the storm.

They all looked at Wu Daozong in shock, wondering what happened.

However, no one dared to go.

Such a terrible storm represents the opposite of the strength of the other party, and such people do not dare to provoke them.

I don't know how long it passed, the storm ceased, and the whole body without Dao Zi had been stained with blood.

Even though he was surrounded by a pale golden mask, his body was still covered with blood.

Even the pale golden mask had cracks on it, as if it would collapse at any time.

Wang Fan had walked out not far away, he looked at Wu Daozi in front of his eyes calmly, and was not surprised.

In fact, when the previous formation exploded, Wang Fan had a chance to sneak attack and slaughtered Wu Daozi.

However, he did not do that.

To kill people like Wu Daozi, he has to release all the power of the killing short gun, and he can't control it.

In that way, even if Wu Daozi was killed, he didn't know who was killed.

If Wu Daozi didn't get injured under the self-explosive formation, Wang Fan might still do that, but now, since Wu Daozi is injured, he can't do that.

He wants to come out and let Wudaozi know who he is and who destroys Wudaozong.

At the moment, Wang Fan, wearing a purple dress, has no easy face.

He stood in front of Wu Dao Zi, standing above this ruin, just like the peerless sedan chair, revealing peerless elegance.

On the contrary, Wu Daozi is extremely embarrassed, with blood all over his body, scattered hair, and embarrassment.

He stared at Wang Fan in front of him, but he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

He did not expect that the person hiding in the dark would be such a young person.

In the younger generation of Intermediate Domain, when such a wicked character appeared, how could he not know how to do it?

Could it be that this person is the arrogance from that sacred heaven?

"Who are you?" Wu Daozi stared at Wang Fan for a long while before asking. His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were filled with bitter hatred.

Wang Fan heard Wu Daozi's words, but a strange look appeared in his eyes. He said lightly, "You Dao Dao Sect have destroyed the Three Saints for me, don't you know who I am?"

Wu Daozi listened to this, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Are you Wang Fan?"

At this moment, his heart set off a storm.

He never thought that the person in front of him would be Wang Fan.

Wang Fan sneered and nodded, "Congratulations, you got it right."

After all, he didn't have any nonsense, and his body flashed towards the point of no trace.

When the man is in the air, his shadow knife has been violently cleaved, and the bright knife wave turns into a galaxy, sweeping towards No Tao.

"Death!" Wu Daozi felt this scene, snorted, and his violent momentum burst from his whole body, and his body suddenly moved forward, pointing out!

Even if he has no way to be seriously injured now, he is still a half-step emperor, and no one can challenge him.

Along with Wu Daozi's finger pointing out, the wind and thunder blasted in the space, and the wind like a thunder dragon, soared in an instant, bombarded toward the galactic galaxy.

In a burst of rumbling voices, the Milky Way exploded, the Thunder Dragon collapsed, and soon everything was calm.

Wang Fan was a little shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that his full blow had failed to kill the wounded Wudaozi.

Not to mention slaughter, even if it was to add some wounds to Wu Daozi, he failed.

Relatively speaking, Wu Daozi is even more shocked. Even if his strength does not remain ten, it is not something that Wang Fan can resist.

But now, Wang Fan blocked his finger.

You know, he can clearly feel that Wang Fan's strength is only eight layers in the Holy Realm.

The eighth floor of the Sacred Realm blocked his finger, which was a bit unbelievable.

Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense, the shadow knife was raised again in his hand, and the second knife blasted out.

The violent Daolang Milky Way swept again, rushing towards Wudaozi.

This time, the power was stronger and the killing power was stronger.

Wu Daozi's face also became serious. He raised his hands, his fingers flicked, and his fingers flicked out.

Eight fingers point out, as if eight real dragons appeared. The eight real dragons roared and roared in the sky, as if they were dragons.

Soon, the eight real dragons rushed into the Daolang Galaxy in a frenzy, and in a burst of deafening sound, the Daolang Galaxy smashed again.

However, this time, the eight true dragons did not all collapse and dissipated, but there was only one left.

The only remaining real dragon rolled up the heavenly prestige and walked towards Wang Fan's crazy bite.

Wang Fan's complexion changed, and he directly displayed the space shift.

But even this is still a step late.

With a sneer, his left arm was bitten by the weathered real dragon, and even a bit of flesh was bitten off.

At the moment when the flesh was bitten, a violent energy madly rolled into Wang Fan's body along the wound, seeming to destroy Wang Fan completely.

Fortunately, Wang Fan reacted quickly, mad resistance, and the flesh reached the king's body, which was suppressed.

After Wang Fan stabilized his figure, his face was pale and ugly.

The overlord of the intermediate domain in front of him is really not easy. The seriously injured body is so terrifying.

He was just bitten off a piece of flesh and blood, and was almost destroyed by that terrible energy storm. What would happen if all eight real dragons bit him?

Relatively speaking, Wu Dao Zi is more shocking.

He pointed out with a series of fingers, but actually just left a wound on Wang Fan's arm?

This is like a joke!

At the same time as his heart sank, the killing opportunities became more and more prosperous.

Wang Fan's son must die, never stay!

Thinking of this, Wu Daozi's expression became solemn, and his hands and fingers began to dance, making a strange seal.

The aura around the world seemed to be drawn, and madly condensed. In the blink of an eye, ten huge fingerprints appeared in the air.

This time, there are real fingerprints, no dragons. However, the majesty is stronger than the previous eight fingers, and I do not know how many times it is more powerful.

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