Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Wang Fan just walked for less than ten minutes, and he was still far from the Zhao family.

The five monks had gone crazy from a distance and went straight to his place.

Wang Fan smiled coldly, he didn't need to ask at all, and he knew that these five were all monks sent by the Zhao family.

Two celestial beings are on the eighth floor, and three celestial beings are on the seventh floor.

This Zhaojia really looked at him, and he was such a powerful player in one shot.

If he saw so many strong men before switching, he would definitely run away without hesitation.

But now, instead of escaping, he stopped directly and looked coldly at the five people.

Three celestial tiers and two celestial tiers are eight floors. To be honest, this lineup is extremely powerful.

However, Wang Fan didn't pay attention to it at all.

When the five monks saw Wang Fan stopping, they were all in a daze. Obviously, they did not expect that Wang Fan would stop.

This is really a big dog gallbladder, even if it appeared in the Emperor City in the light, now seeing their Zhaojia monks, not only did not escape, but also waited there.

They have never seen such an arrogant guy like Wang Fan.

"Yes, you are very good. It is worthy to dare to kill my Zhao family and dare to provoke my monk."

"It doesn't matter to see that we don't run away, even dare to stop and wait here, there is a kind, you are really kind."

Five monks soon came across from Wang Fan. One of the Dixian looked at Wang Fan coldly and slap on the palm.

The other four people also looked at Wang Fan coldly, with Ling Yun's murderous intention in his eyes,

This time, saying that nothing can allow Wang Fan to escape, Wang Fan must be taken down.

Otherwise, their Zhao family's face was really lost.

Some monks around were also aware of the situation here, and couldn't help but looked over.

With such a good show, they will not miss it.

Wang Fan looked at the eighth floor of the ground fairy with disdain and sneered, "Run away? What kind of thing are you, and are eligible to let me run away?"

"I tell you, garbage like you is also a food delivery. I haven't put it in my eyes at all. So please don't look at yourself high."

"You're looking for death!" Wang Fan's voice fell, and the place Immortal Eightth Floor was completely furious.

With a scream, he extended his right hand, and the surging fairy Yuan swayed, and he directly condensed a big palm of the fairy Yuan in the air, and slammed toward Wang Fan.

His eyes were full of Ling Xian's murderous opportunities.

The ants on the fifth floor of the celestial constellation, even daring to provoke him to the eighth floor of the celestial mortal, are simply looking for death.

Wang Fan looked at the action of the Eight Immortals in that place, and even looked disdainful.

He also did not have half a word of nonsense, the fairy in his body suddenly ran away, took a step forward, and then took a palm shot.

In mid-air, there once again appeared a fairy palm, but the fairy palm condensed by Wang Fan was much smaller than the fairy palm of the eighth floor.

The eighth-tier monk from that place looked at this scene and smiled in anger.

He almost vomited blood.

Arrogant, so arrogant.

On the fifth floor of the Immortals, he dared to use the Immortal Primal Palm to fight against his Immortal Primal Palm. For him, it was just a face-slap, and an insult.

The two immortal big palms soon collided in midair.

boom!

A blast exploded, and the violent fairy Yuan raged, and the monks around quickly scattered.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the two immortal big palms collapsed into nothingness at the same time.

This scene really shocked everyone.

You know, Wang Fan is on the 5th floor of Dixian, but the other party is on the 8th floor.

Xiu is so disparate in realm, why can Wang Fan use the fairy palm to smash the opponent's fairy palm?

The immortal monk's complexion couldn't help but change a lot.

He thought that his slap was enough to shoot Wang Fan seriously, but he never expected that the result would be like this.

Shameful, it is really shameful.

"Just because you are so capable, and dare to install garlic in front of me, I really want to ask, who is it that gives you confidence."

Wang Fan dismissively glanced at the Eighth Floor of the Earth Immortal, and within a second, he had already grabbed the Shadow Knife, and his figure flickered out and chopped out.

Thousands of knives were madly condensed, and madly torn out, just like a storm to destroy all, strangling the eighth floor of that famous land.

The Dixian eighth floor snorted coldly, his figure suddenly emptied, the void stepped, his right index finger extended, and a little harder.

Under his fierceness, a monstrous storm swept out and slammed directly into the dense wave of swords.

Boom!

A series of low-pitched explosions meant that the wind and knife waves collapsed almost simultaneously.

On the surface, the two are evenly matched, and no one has the obvious upper hand.

The onlookers were shocked when they watched this scene.

The five layers of Dixian could actually cross three realms and fight to such a level with the eight layers of Dixian. This Wang Fan is indeed not simple.

Not to mention the monks around, even the other four Zhaojia strongmen are trembling in their hearts.

It's no wonder that Wang Fan dared to provoke his Zhao family repeatedly, and he was able to get away safely every time.

Sure enough, it is not simple.

Only Wang Fan himself knows that if he used his full strength with the sword just now, the eighth floor of this land died early, and it is impossible to jump to the present.

The reason why he didn't use his full strength was naturally not good intentions, but he didn't want to cause the other four Zhaojia strongmen to be vigilant. He wanted to kill all five of them.

Almost at the moment when Daomang and Zhifeng collided and dissipated, Wang Fan's shadow knife had been sacrificed again, and by the influence of the space storm, he quietly slammed toward the eighth floor of the land.

When the Eighth Floor of the Dixian was aware of Wang Fan's sneak attack, everything was too late.

His pupils contracted abruptly, wanting to recede frantically, but where can he get it again?

laugh!

The storm set off by the Shadow Knife struck his chest fiercely, and immediately tore a **** blade.

The Dixian Ba ​​layer fell on her chest and withdrew, and flew thousands of feet far away, her face pale.

He was defeated, he was defeated to a ants with only five layers of Dixian.

"Aren't you going to kill me? You're here to kill? It's just that you can only talk big words."

Wang Fan disdainfully ridiculed the Eight Immortals in that place, endless thunder and lightning lingered around him, and the whole person disappeared in place like thunder and lightning.

The Dixian eight-layer complexion turned wild, and his crazy burning blood wanted to escape, but everything was too late.

laugh!

There was another sound, and then with the splash of Yin Hong blood, a head flew up.

As for the body of the eighth floor of the land immortal, it fell directly to the ground, with blood flowing like blood.

Watching this scene, the audience fell silent.

Wang Fan, five layers of Dixian, actually killed eight layers of Dixian so quickly.

This is really shocking and incredible.

They only feel their own heart, thumping quickly.

Four other monks from Zhao's family saw this scene, and after reaction, their faces were green.

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