Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Wang Fan's face was cold; "I'm here to deal with your fart. Isn't it yours here? If you can come, I won't be able to come?"

"Look for death!" The monk was furious, and his murderous body suddenly appeared, slapping towards Wang Fan with a slap.

Wang Fan sneered at the corner of his mouth when he saw the other party's move.

The first floor of a celestial celestial being, who dared to show his strength and slap him in the face, did not know who was looking for death.

He didn't talk a little nonsense, he didn't even move his body, so he patted the same with his right hand.

Xianyuan's big palm took shape in the space instantly, set off a violent wind, and collided fiercely with the opponent's big palm.

boom!

With a blast, the torn palm wind of the other party suddenly collapsed, and Wang Fan's Xianyuan Big Palm slapped him fiercely.

boom!

The monk made a scream, spurted blood and flew out, and fell to the ground, only half his life left.

He stared at Wang Fan with a shocked face, his face pale, and his eyes were full of incredible, "How can it be that the three-tiered Dixian is even stronger than the third-tier Dixian?"

You should know that in this area, the strong immortals are rare, even if there are some, they have all seen them.

But Wang Fan is a stranger. They have n’t even seen it before, even if they have n’t heard it.

Wang Fan dismissed the monk with disapproval, "You are right, I am indeed the third floor of the Dixian, and you dare to be arrogant in front of me, really looking for death."

The monk's face instantly became hot when he heard Wang Fan's words, and he no longer dared to talk nonsense.

Wang Fan ignored him, but looked coldly at the other two monks. "Why, you guys came here and told me to go?"

"Don't dare, dare, let's go, let's go." The two monks heard Wang Fan's question, and their souls were about to be scared away.

They quickly shook their heads, and then walked away.

What a joke, Wang Fan is so powerful that he will seriously injure a layer of Dixian with a slap. Where are they opponents?

Seeing this scene, the monks around them also quickly lowered their heads and started their own things, and no one dared to come over and do more things.

Wang Fan flashed into the body.

At a certain moment, when he saw some monks turning over the body, he burst out with anger.

Everyone was dead, and this group of people didn't even let go of the corpse, making people restless and too much.

He resisted the killing intention in his heart and yelled at the Immortal Yuan, "Everyone, I limit you to within three breaths, and get away from here immediately, otherwise there will be no pardon."

Even if he does n’t have a good impression of the monks of Mojiabao, this is the place where he survived for some time after all, and he came to the Yunyun Continent, the first place to come here.

Therefore, he still couldn't bear what happened when someone turned the bodies of others.

Wang Fan's voice was loud and abrupt, and his voice fell, almost all the monks stopped and listened, and looked at Wang Fan with puzzled eyes.

The people inside didn't see Wang Fan's shot, so they didn't know Wang Fan's power at all.

After being silent for a few seconds, someone could not help but shout angrily, "Who are you, why should you be so overbearing?"

"What do you count, you let us leave us and leave, is it that you want to eat solitary food?"

"The so-called cultivation resources are all for the see. Why do you want to drive us away and eat alone?"

"I don't think you are familiar with it, you just came here?"

A group of monks were angry, pointing at Wang Fan and scolding.

Wang Fan looked coldly at the monks who were swearing and said coldly, "As monks, don't you know what makes the dead great?"

"They are all dead, but you still have to flip their bodies, don't you think you are not human yet?"

He was too lazy to continue talking nonsense, and directly pulled out the shadow knife, "Now that the three breathing time has come, will you roll?"

"court death!"

"You're a fart!"

"We killed him first!"

Several monks were furious and snarled, they had already killed Wang Fan.

Wang Fan was not nonsense. With a sneer and a flash of figure, he already killed the monks.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible to reason with this group of people and to let the other person leave in a few words.

The final thing still needs to be solved by force.

After all, the principle here is to respect power.

The shadow knife rolled out a dazzling blade in the air, and those blades were like a thread, chopping towards the monks at a very rapid speed.

嗤嗤 嗤嗤.

After several sounds, just a few moments later, several monks who had just called arrogant Wang Fan had all died.

This scene made the rest of the monks who wanted to do it suddenly extinguish the idea of ​​doing it, and their hearts jumped wildly.

One knife, killing four or five celebrity immortal peaks and even immortal monks in one second, what exactly is this cultivation practice, and who is it?

Wang Fan did not go to see the killed monks, but looked at these people coldly, "Come on or not?"

This time, no one dared to disobey Wang Fan's meaning. Almost his words just fell down, whizzing, everyone was already in the air, and rabbits generally fled from here.

In just a dozen kung fu that can't breathe, everyone has all left, disappeared without a trace.

Wang Fan looked at Mojiabao, which suddenly became empty, and whispered, "There are only so many things I can do for Mojiabao. Rest in peace."

With that, he lifted his hands up, turning over the boulders and mud, and soon submerged Mojiabao.

Subsequently, Wang Fan arranged some powerful formation prohibition, and then left.

When he left, he seemed to feel that his mind was much more transparent, and Xiu Wei seemed to loosen invisibly.

Wang Fanshen walked towards the mining area controlled by Mojiabao. He came here for the purpose of not burying the people of Mojiabao and letting them rest in peace, but for mining.

But Wang Fan didn't walk long before, he saw a spaceship galloping towards him.

Wang Fandun stayed in shape and looked coldly at the swish spacecraft.

Just a short time later, the spacecraft had stopped beside him, and then the two monks came out.

The two monks, one is an old man and the other is middle-aged.

The old man cultivated six floors of the earth immortals, and the middle age was five floors of the earth immortals.

After getting off the bus, the old man looked coldly at Wang Fan and shouted, "Just now you were killing people in Mojiabao, and you drove away the monks?"

"Who are you, and who gave you the courage to do this, do you think it's great to have a little strength? Or, are you a remnant of Mojiabao?"

Wang Fan looked at the old man disdainfully, "You are right, those I killed just now are also the ones I drove away. And I used to be a Mojiabao man, why, do you have an opinion?

Every district has six floors of an earth fairy and five floors of an earth fairy. Wang Fan is not afraid at all, so he does not need to give his opponent.

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