Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Wang Fan knew that the supervisor was staring at him, so he didn't dare to dig out the black yuan stone, but dug up in a pretentious manner.

He changed three positions, and each position dug more than ten meters deep, but did not dig a black yuan stone.

The supervisor who had been staring at Wang Fan was relieved when he saw this scene.

It seems that Wang Fan was just **** luck just now, so he dug out a black yuan stone, not with special abilities.

This kind of luck has been very good once. Where can I have good luck every time?

He was too lazy to continue to ignore Wang Fan, but went to inspect other places.

Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the supervisor, but digged arbitrarily.

At least for a day, he must not continue to dig out the black yuan stone.

Because after such a long period of observation, he found that many people were doing useless work, and basically did not dig out any black yuan stone.

This makes Wang Fan a little strange. At this speed, the black Yuan Shi dug can really feed the family of Mojiabao?

Of course, he just thought about these things and would not ask more.

In addition, Wang Fan also discovered that the white-faced monk who had planned to **** his black yuan stone was still staring at him.

Obviously, as long as he dug out the black yuan stone, the white-faced monk would continue to come and snatch.

Wang Fan felt this scene and sneered.

The white-faced monk really regarded himself as a gadget.

This is what is here, and if it is changed to another place, he Wang Fan must give this white-faced monk a lesson.

Although he Wang Fan may not be able to fight the white-faced monk, it is absolutely impossible for the white-faced monk to kill him.

If he changes the place, he will point to the nose of the white-faced monk and say, dare to call the young man to pay attention, it is blinding your dog's eyes.

Wang Fan dug for another day, and then came to a place with black Yuanshi again and began to dig up.

One day has passed, even if he dug out the second piece, it should not be too abrupt.

After all, he has been digging for a whole day and is not idle. Unlike other people, dig a while and take a break.

Another hour later, Wang Fan dug out the second black yuan stone.

This time, the speed of the white-faced monk was faster. Almost at the moment when Wang Fan took the black yuan stone on his right hand, he had already rushed towards Wang Fan.

Not only that, other people haven't reached Wang Fan yet, the shovel in his hand has already rolled up a ray of light, and the tear is crazy to Wang Fan.

The violent killing intention was stirred in the air, and in a flash it caught everyone's attention.

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Fan was afraid that this time he was about to die, and he would definitely die miserably.

A new guy in every district dared to provoke the old man, and the emperor in the district dared to provoke the immortal. Isn't this what it means to die?

However, Wang Fan's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations.

The white-faced man responded quickly, and he reacted faster.

It was almost the moment when the white-faced man attacked him, his left hand had already grabbed Hei Yuanshi and threw it into the basket behind him.

At the same time, he grabbed the shovel in his right hand and also blasted out without reservation.

The violent fairy Yuan swayed in the air, making a snorting noise, shoveling shadows criss-crossing, raging in the air.

Boom Boom Boom!

In a violent explosion, the shovel shadows exploded by the two have been madly shaken together.

The strong wind raged.

Wang Fan only felt a heavy and violent attack, the whole person was overturned again, and a spit of blood spewed out of his mouth.

However, while he was being overturned, his left hand was already madly sealed, and a big open palm was exploded.

Kaitian is an emperor-level martial arts. To tell the truth, Wang Fan's role is not too great.

It's just that talking is better than nothing, and it's always more powerful than his ordinary punch.

The white-faced monk didn't even think that under such circumstances, Wang Fan even had the power to issue a second attack.

When he noticed the moment when Wang Fan burst into open palm, everything was too late.

The sky's palm shadows were violently agitated, setting off a violent majesty, and slapped **** the waist of the white-faced monk.

laugh!

A blood mist exploded, and the white-faced monk only felt that the fairy in his body was swaying, and the whole person was flew out.

This sudden scene not only caused the white-faced monk to set off a storm in his own heart.

Even the monks around couldn't help but stun.

From what low-level plane is this the emperor monk from the lower plane? Under the full blow of the strong man of immortality, even if he does not die, he can even injure the other party. Is this too unnatural?

The most important thing is that the two are not fighting brightly, but the celebrity monk attacked first.

In this case, Wang Fan can react in time and hurt the other party, which is really unimaginable.

They have no doubt that if the two are in the same country, the white-faced monk has definitely been spiked.

To put it bluntly, the reason why the white-faced monk hasn't died yet is only because his cultivation practice is higher than that of Wang Fan, and the fairy in his body is thicker than Wang Fan.

Wang Fan stabilized his body, patted his messy clothes, and looked at the white-faced monk with disdain, "Little white-faced, what's the matter, you are not going to grab my black yuan stone?"

"Your dog's gall is really big. I didn't expect it to be even in the eyes of the housekeeper."

"Is it because the housekeeper Yu is not here, so you should treat his words as fart, you can ignore it?"

"If this is the case, the next time I see the butler, I must talk to him about it."

The white-faced monk stared at Wang Fan with a ugly face.

He really wanted to rush to kill Wang Fan regardless of it, but now he is not hurt badly, and Wang Fan has some evil doors, and finally did not dare to start.

The most important thing is that the supervisor is not far away, he can do a little trouble, if he can kill Wang Fan in a short time, it can.

The supervisor didn't even care about it, let alone half a word.

However, if he would not be able to kill Wang Fan at one and a half times, and he would make things worse, that would not work.

But there are many monks watching around, and most of the mining monks are also the bottom monks.

If he could kill Wang Fan in the shot, those monks would only be afraid, and they would only be afraid.

The supervisor also said that he didn't have time to stop it.

But if he couldn't kill him for a while, and the supervisor didn't stop him, what would those people think? How chilling? Who wants to mine in the future?

Once everyone would rather die than digging for the Mojia, the incident will become more serious.

After all, even a mining monk is not so easy to find.

Didn't you see that the low plane was only sent to more than 100 people a day?

The white-faced monk did not speak, but snorted coldly and turned away.

He still has a wound around his waist and he must be healed as soon as possible.

When he thought of healing and spending a lot of black yuan stone, his heart couldn't help but bleed.

Nima, this is really a loss to his wife and a troop.

"Garbage, this is the second and final time. If you dare to come next time, I will never keep your hand. Even if it is dead, I will ask you to live half a life!"

With a cold threat, Wang Fan also walked not far away.

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