Super King of Soldiers in the City

The dazzling sword light bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and the purple sword mansions roared across the sky, just like Cai Xia rolled towards each other.

Lin Xuan was extremely serious, and he dared not carelessly.

Although she has reached the second floor of the fairy, and has some confidence in being able to pass the assessment, she still dare not care.

After all, once she lost the battle, there was only one chance.

The sword repairer saw Lin Xuan out of the sword, his eyes suddenly couldn't help but condensed.

The long sword behind him was unsheathed, and he also split towards Lin Xuan.

Numerous swordsmanship swept madly, and in an instant, the entire battle platform was shrouded in violent swords, extremely horrible.

The two swords were intended to strike in mid-air, making a loud rumbling noise. The terrifying storm seemed to destroy the world.

Lin Xuan didn't stop moving, the long sword in her hand was still flying, and at the same time, the brighter sword slashed out and killed her opponent.

The young man felt this scene, and his face was a little ugly. He crazyly encouraged the fairy, and Yu Jian wanted to block Lin Xuan's attack and then attack.

Unfortunately, he found that Lin Xuan's strength was not even weaker than him.

Especially Lin Xuan's attainments in swordsmanship are even slightly stronger than him.

Because he was too confident, he gave Lin Xuan the opportunity to lead the attack, which directly led him to a passive situation.

He simply could not find the opportunity to launch an attack, but could only passively defend.

As Jianxiu, offensive is the best defense. He can't even do it now. He can only passively defend. The ending has been active.

Sure enough, he didn't persevere for a long time, and he couldn't support it anymore. His whole body was destroyed by madness. Lin Xuan's sword was like a broken bamboo, pointing directly at his throat.

Looking at this scene, the vast void was dead.

No one thought that this young man had actually lost, and still lost in Lin Xuan's hands.

You know, this young man is also a quite famous person. Although he is far inferior to those of Yaoyang Gaitian Yang Xiao, his strength is still very strong.

In the eyes of everyone, he wanted to pass the assessment and join the Divine Sword Sect, it was no problem at all.

But now, only in the first battle, he lost the battle.

"Lin Xuan, pass." The cold and ruthless voice of the presiding man came, Lin Xuan flew up and walked down the stage.

The young man stared at Lin Xuan's back, but his face was not very good-looking.

This is simply shameful!

"Yes, congratulations sister." Wang Fan looked like Lin Xuan came back, thumbs up, said with a smile.

Lin Xuan glanced at Wang Fan and smiled bitterly, "I am also lucky. I originally thought that it was not difficult for me to join the Sword Sect, but now, I don't have much confidence."

"Only the first battle, the opponent is so arrogant, then next, will the opponent become stronger and stronger?"

Lin Xuan really started to worry.

Wang Fan smiled, "Sister Sister does not have to be pretentious, as long as you try your best, you will definitely have no problems."

Wang Fan is not completely complimented, but speaks the truth.

During this time, he also observed those second-tier monks, but really few, but few.

Lin Xuan is already very good among those people.

The monks around saw Wang Fan and Lin Xuan chatting and laughing, and many people showed jealous expressions in their eyes.

They are all thinking, who is this person, the first floor of the fairy, how can they walk together with the second-layer evil spirits of fairy like Lin Xuan.

Wang Fan didn't care about the eyes of those people, but just boredly watched the battle on stage.

With the end of a battle, it was his turn soon.

"It's finally my turn." Wang Fan murmured, clenched his fist with Lin Xuan, and walked onto the battle platform.

Almost as soon as he was on the battle platform, Yang Xiao's eyes fell on him at a certain prescription position.

He already knew who Wang Fan was from a low-level state and defeated the three Tianjiao's ruthless men in the Yang Family in three battles.

Among the three Tianjiao, even his younger brother Yang Zhan.

I really didn't expect that this guy didn't die, and came to the North Region so quickly.

The most important thing is that this person's cultivation practice has improved so fast, he is already a first-level monk.

Yang Xiao knows clearly that when his uncle Yang Changqing took Yang Zhan and other juniors of the Yang family to the lower-level state, Wang Fan's cultivation was nine-story.

Yang Xiao looked at Wang Fan, cold eyes flashed in his eyes, the murderous opportunity made no secret.

This person must be removed, otherwise it will be a scourge of his Yang family.

After Wang Fan boarded the battle platform, he felt Yang Xiao's cold eyes. He turned his head and looked at Yang Xiao, a faint arc of sarcasm appeared in the corner of his mouth.

Just this guy, dare to indulge in his hopes, to death?

As everyone knows, Wang Fan's attitude and expression fell into the eyes of his opponent and became ignoring and slapping.

How dare I ignore him for ignoring him?

Wu Yong's eyes were cold and his face gloomy and horrible.

"Are you ready?" He saw Wang Fan always looking at the audience, and did not look at him. At a certain moment, he finally couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

Wang Fan turned his head, looked at Wu Yong, and said with a smile, "Ready, let's do it."

The clouds are light and windy, and it seems that the game is not taken seriously at all.

In this scene, not only Wu Yong was angry, but even the monks under the stage could not bear it.

What a arrogant guy.

Especially those monks who saw Wang Fan and Lin Xuan walking together, they gritted their teeth and were furious.

They squeezed their fists and could not wait to go up and clean up Wang Fan.

It's just too beating.

"Take the trick." Wu Yong snorted angrily, and immediately grabbed a black long sword. The long sword swallowed the terrible sword-killing momentum, which was frightening.

He stared at Wang Fan coldly, without any hesitation, after pulling out his long sword, he sacrificed.

In an instant, the sword light swayed, and the sword light was like a sharp thorn, which set off a terrifying killing trend and directly rolled towards Wang Fan.

There was a chirping sound in the air, and the space began to become distorted.

The audience felt the sword light, and many people's hearts were raised.

This Wu Yong is so strong!

However, Wang Fan shook his head in disappointment.

Weak, it is too weak.

In the face of the sword light rolling in the sky, he didn't even bother to move.

Wu Yong looked at this scene and was even more angry, almost vomiting blood.

He is attacking Wang Fan now. Not only did Wang Fan not respond, he even stood still, but he also shook his head. What does it mean to look down on him?

It's a little bit unpretentious.

Jianguang roared, and soon came to Wang Fan.

At this moment, Wang Fan finally moved.

A series of dazzling fairy cents emerged from his body madly, and suddenly fell into a rage.

Subsequently, Wang Fan's body had already vacated, and then, his right fist was clenched and he punched out directly.

This punch is extremely simple, without fancy, simple and rude.

Wang Fan did not display any gorgeous martial arts, nor did he use elemental power, nor did he have the Dragon Twelve Form, which was a simple punch.

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