Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Fortunately," Wen Lianhao grunted sullenly before he had to give up chasing Wang Fan.

At this time, Wang Fan had already escaped hundreds of miles away, and dug a cave house directly on the spot and sank into the ground to practice.

He was also very angry in his heart, and Wen Lianhao became the person he would kill.

Although he was deliberately slammed by Wen Lianhao, he was still very upset.

If it weren't for his own plan, Wen Lianhao was so aggressive, he had already sacrificed a short gun to kill him.

Wang Fan sank to the ground, pretended to be seriously injured, grabbed several healing elixirs and swallowed them into the mouth, and then began to recover.

It's just that in the dark, he has already quickly portrayed the healing front.

The next day, he had to pretend to be always healing here, to confuse those who were monitored by the pharmacist outside.

But he himself is ready to explore other ruins after Yi Rong.

Not to mention that this medicine has a lot of dangers and a lot of resources. It means that he has not yet found the root of Xianpei, so he must still go out and find it.

When Wang Fan sank to the ground to make a healing look, outside, the powerful pharmacists who monitored were frowning.

They invited Zhongtian to come proudly, in order to explore the dangerous land of Yaowanggu and take out the top resources for his pharmacist.

But they did not expect that these people even started fighting inside, and all the robbery and persecution appeared.

They can still understand the behavior of forcing others to act as a mouse to explore dangerous places. But the robbers made them very angry.

This group of kings and lambs really has no bottom line.

When these strong pharmacists saw that Wang Fan was first robbed, then forced to be a white mouse, and finally wounded to escape, he felt a little sympathetic and speechless.

This little guy's luck is really too much, it seems that the next time, Wang Fan can only spend the healing time.

Also, on the third floor of the Emperor Realm, even if he passed the assessment of his pharmacist, his cultivation performance was still worse.

Compared with the top-level Tianjiao on the fourth floor of the Emperor Realm and the five-level Tianjiao on the Realm of Emperor Realm, it is far away.

The world of practice is cruel, and Wang Fan is bullied, there is no way to do it.

Wang Fan didn't even know the thoughts of the strong pharmacists outside. If he knew it, he would be ecstatic, because it was really what he wanted.

Wang Fan stayed in the ground for three days, and then left after changing a pair of Yi Rong.

Immediately after leaving the ground, he ran towards the dangerous land with eighteen stairs.

There was no threat to him there, and he was the first one to pass by.

As for Wen Lianhao and others, Wang Fan did not think they could cross the eighteen steps.

After all, he had experienced the power of the eighteen stairs. Emperor Realm's five-layer cultivation practitioners, without absolute means and magic weapon, can never step past.

As for why he waited for three days before he returned to that dangerous place, because he believed that three days was enough for those people to retreat.

Sure enough, when Wang Fan returned to the dangerous place again, there was no one there, and some were just three **** bodies.

Not only that, the scene was messy.

The earth and rock collapsed, and the gullies were vertical and horizontal. It was obviously a battle.

Wang Fan glanced at the three corpses and recognized them at a glance. They were all those who had been with Wen Lianhao before.

As for why they died, and why they would go through wars here, Wang Fan didn't even have to think about it, but he could guess something.

It must have been that after he left, the young man in white and Wen Lianhao went to persecute the others, and then caused dissatisfaction with the others, thus triggering a war.

As for these three people, it must be the one who was forced to die.

Of course, Wang Fan didn't care about these at all. His gaze just swept over the three corpses, and he had already stepped up the first step directly.

The pressure of terror hits wildly, but these pressures have no pressure on Wang Fan.

He had easily walked over the ten steps in front and came to the eleventh floor. Even so, the pressure of this eleventh layer is not a great threat to him.

The reason why he was bombarded on the sixth floor previously was intentional, otherwise, would he be bombarded on the sixth floor?

Wang Fan agitated the spirit element, condensed his body, and continued to move forward. Soon, he had stepped onto the twelfth and thirteenth floors.

At the thirteenth floor, Wang Fan finally felt great pressure.

He did not continue to move forward, but madly endured and resisted the pressure here, trying to use pressure to continue to refine the body.

After half an hour, he took a step and climbed to the fourteenth floor.

The moment he stepped on the fourteenth floor, the violent pressure was as if to destroy the storm, sweeping over and over.

Without any hesitation, Wang Fan raised his fist and banged it out.

With a loud bang, the raging storm was violently shaken. Although the violent pressure was blown open, there was still endless pressure that spurred Wang Fan.

The screeching sound of the snorting blood came out, and Wang Fan's body was suddenly torn out of countless openings, and even breathing became difficult.

At this moment, he felt that his soul, body, blood vessels, meridians, and spirits were as if they were about to be squeezed, extremely uncomfortable.

As for his face, it was already pale.

This is really terrifying pressure. Only the fourteenth floor is countless times more powerful than the eighteenth floor at the time of the pharmacist's assessment. If we go forward, what's the deal?

You know, Wang Fan is a holy body, and even he can't bear it. Where can ordinary people live?

Wang Fan squeezed his fists violently, resisting the pressure frantically, and frantically tempering his physical and mental strength.

Under his madness, I don't know how long it took before the violent pressure was considered to be suitable, and then stepped up to the fifteenth floor.

When Wang Fan struck out again, blasting the violent pressure open, intending to force himself to stand on the fifteenth ladder, he suddenly realized that two breaths flew crazy towards this side .

Feeling this scene, Wang Fan's face changed, and he could no longer care about refining the flesh, but frantically scrolled with mixed markings, and then his figure swept directly towards the higher place.

Under the sweeping sky of mixed lines and traces, all the pressure is floating clouds. When the two figures appeared here, Wang Fan had already stepped on the eighteenth floor, disappearing without a trace.

The two men stared at Wang Fan's back with a startled look.

"Gosh, I'm not mistaken, I was far away, and I noticed that this person is a bit hard. How can I pass it in the blink of an eye?"

A young man rubbed his eyes, he couldn't help whispering.

In addition, the young man whispered when he heard this, "I haven't seen this person, is it easy to change?"

"Forget about it for now, since he can pass so easily, then we can probably do it too, and we will try it."

The young man who spoke first said again, and he quickly rushed to the eighteen steps.

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