Super King of Soldiers in the City

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The spaceship moved all the way, and Wang Fan and his team had seen several robber fights.

All kinds of magic weapons, swords, lights and swords are dazzling.

Although there is a prohibition and isolation, they can not feel the fluctuation of the fighting atmosphere outside, but they can feel that the strength of the other party is far stronger than them.

That kind of strength, once they act alone by the robbers, it is a dead end.

Fortunately, the influence of the Mohists in this area may be really great. After seeing their spacecraft, the robbers all gave up on their own initiative, and they drove away, and no robbers dare to provoke them without long eyes.

A few days later, the spacecraft came to a huge castle.

That's right, in front of a huge old castle.

This is not a city, not even a town, only a huge old castle.

But the huge castle was protected by a large defensive formation.

"Zixia Fairy."

"Zixia Fairy."

The spaceship landed in front of the old castle, and the escorts who guarded the outside saw the Zixia Fairies who first walked out of the cabin.

Fairy Zixia was expressionless, but just glanced at them lightly before entering the castle.

"Zixia, is this the person who sent you today?" A middle-aged monk greeted him, and he couldn't help whispering, "Those low-level planes are not as good as a day."

"How could thousands of people come here in the past, but now it's better, there are more than a hundred."

"They'll leave it to you. You can arrange it. I'll go to practice." Zixia didn't talk nonsense, she just said to the middle-aged man, and her body disappeared.

The middle-aged man looked at this scene and sighed helplessly.

He seemed to know the temperament of Fairy Zixia, so he didn't say much. Looking directly at Wang Fan and his entourage, his face became majestic.

"I think I should say that both of them have already told you on the way?"

"No matter how powerful and legendary you are when you are in the low plane. But here, you are ants, you are the bottom pariah, you know?"

"Converge on those bad bad tempers you once had, and hold your tail obediently to be a man, this is your way of life."

"No matter who it is, those who do not follow the rules, cut, those who do not understand the humble, cut, those who are not obedient, cut, innocent troublemakers, cut."

"I don't want you to lose your life within a few days of coming to Mojiabao."

The middle-aged monk said indifferently, saying several words at once.

While speaking, his body also burst into an amazing momentum, oppressed by Wang Fan and his party, so that Wang Fan and his team felt that a mountain was crushed on his body and his breath became short.

"Got it."

"We understand."

They dare not talk nonsense, even if they feel unhappy, they can only bite their teeth and humiliate and nod.

This **** is really not a thing, and even gave it to Ma Wei when he met.

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction when he heard the voice of Wang Fan and his party.

He reached out and recruited a man who looked like a housekeeper, and said, "This is our Mojia butler and Yu Cheng butler, and will also be your head in the future. He will listen to his arrangement later."

After he finished speaking, he said to Yu Cheng again, "Yu Cheng, these people will leave it to you."

Then also flashed away.

"All stand up for me!" The middle-aged man had just disappeared, and Yu Cheng swept coldly to Wang Fan and his colleagues, yelling loudly.

Looking at the rampant face of Yu Cheng's villain, Wang Fan really wanted to punch him.

But think of your strength is not as good as others, forget it, bear it.

He straightened up.

The rest did not dare to neglect and quickly stood up straight.

This Nima doesn't think of the emperor and the strong.

Hey, if you are under the eaves, you can't bow your head.

"This is decent. You said you as a servant, as a servant, did not stand, did not sit, what did you say?"

Yu Cheng nodded in satisfaction when he saw a group of people standing well.

He rebuked again, and then waved, "Follow me!"

Wang Fan and his party did not dare to neglect and quickly followed him away.

Ten minutes later, they came to the area where the next man lives.

"Yu steward."

"Yu steward."

The rest of the rest of the people saw Yu Cheng coming, all greeted with a flattering face, a look that did not dare to offend.

Obviously, Yu Cheng's old dog is not a good thing. They often wear small shoes for them, otherwise they will not be so afraid.

"Huh." Yu Cheng said indifferently, too lazy to ignore the servants, walked directly to the row of houses, and said with a finger, "This is your future residence."

"Everyone chooses a room to live in, rests today, gathers like everyone else tomorrow morning, and then arranges things for you."

Wang Fan and his party nodded and hurried to find their respective houses.

Yu Cheng did not pay attention to Wang Fan and his party, but left quickly.

It's just that before he left, Wang Fan heard him say to a pretty woman, "Aho, I have some uncomfortable shoulders, you can show me."

"It's so nice." Aho heard this and quickly smirked, and quickly left.

Wang Fan looked at this scene and could not help but curse again.

This **** is really not a good thing.

Wang Fan didn't care about others' things. After entering the room, he sat cross-legged and began to practice.

The richness of fairy spirits here is much stronger than that of Yuanmen, but it's just a little troublesome to practice.

Because there are too many impurities.

If you want to practice, you must filter impurities, otherwise the time will be long, not only harmful to the body, but also affect the future breakthrough.

Wang Fan just stopped practicing for a little while.

He didn't dare to let go and practice too much.

He was not worried about the impurities, but was afraid that the movements caused by his cultivation would be too great and would shock the strong of the Mohists.

You know, he has mixed marks on his body. This kind of earth-shaking thing, even in the swallowing continent, is definitely an incredible treasure that can be encountered.

Once exposed, he will die without a burial place.

Because he had just practiced for a little while, and he felt the inferiority of mixed markings.

Without using mixed markings, he can only absorb 10% of those fairy spirits in heaven and earth, and even in that 10%, there are impurities.

If you use mixed markings, the absorbed Aura will reach 20%, and there will still be 20% without any impurities.

The gap can hardly match each other, so it can be seen that the sky markings are mixed.

Wang Fan wondered when he would leave this Mojiabao and find a place to retreat. I am afraid that it will not take long for Xiuwei to continue to break through and reach human or earth immortals.

It was just that he knew that he could think about it. With his current cultivation practice, it is impossible to leave Mojiabao in a short time. And even if you can break away, going out is a dead end.

His strength is still too bad.

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