Super King of Soldiers in the City

boom! Boom!

The Xian Yuan in Wang Fan's body rushed away, and even the mixed pattern Dao Marks surged crazily and began to resist the powerful pressure.

At the same time, his Immortal King Realm spread out crazily, attacking the opponent's Dao Realm.

But despite this, under that powerful pressure, blood still spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Not only the corners of the mouth, even the pores, there are blood drops.

However, his body still stood straight, never bent at all.

When the old man saw this scene, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He did not continue to press, but withdrew his breath.

In an instant, Wang Fan only felt extremely relaxed, and hurriedly turned Xian Yuan to start recuperating.

This old man is really hateful. According to Wang Fan's guess, his cultivation base has at least reached the middle stage of Xianzun.

It is really shameful for a strong man in the middle stage of the Immortal Venerable to bully him on the second floor of the Immortal King here.

"Okay, yes, you are very good. You live with the old man first, and the old man will make arrangements for the intermediate state. After three days, you can just follow the old man."

The old man looked at Wang Fan, nodded gently, and said.

"Then thank you senior." Although Wang Fan felt a little upset, he respectfully clasped his fists and thanked him.

No way, people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

His heart was also greatly relieved, and he finally passed the test.

After that, Liu Hong exchanged some thoughts on cultivation with the old man again, and then left.

Wang Fan was arranged to live in a room.

Three days passed quickly. On this day, Wang Fan was meditating when he suddenly heard the voice of the old man.

"Wang Fan, go with the old man."

Wang Fan nodded, and soon followed the old man to leave the palace.

Along the way, many disciples looked at Wang Fan curiously, and even some female disciples, there was still a lot of splendor in their eyes.

You know, in the Haotian Gate, the position of Old Man Hong is also very detached.

As the master of the first palace, he is second only to the existence of the master of the Haotian sect.

No one has ever been able to get the treatment of Wang Fan and walk with Old Hong.

Even the direct disciples of Old Hong did not receive such treatment.

Therefore, those disciples were naturally very curious about Wang Fan.

Of course, this is because they didn't know Wang Fan's identity. If they knew Wang Fan's identity, I'm afraid it would not be surprising.

Before long, Mr. Hong took Wang Fan to the front of another huge palace.

This palace is even more towering than Hong Lao's.

Not only that, the palace also exudes a strange breath, even if it is far away, Wang Fan feels a strange pressure.

Outside the palace, is a huge square, and in the center of the square is a tall golden battle platform.

At this moment, under the battlefield, there were thirty-two young men and women away.

The temperaments of these young men and women are outstanding, and at first glance they are outstanding figures.

Most of their cultivation bases are on the eighth and ninth floors of the Immortal King, and only a few are on the sixth and seventh floors of the Immortal King.

As for the fifth floor of the Immortal King and below, there are none at all.

When Elder Hong arrived with Wang Fan, the eyes of the young men and women fell on Wang Fan involuntarily.

Their eyes looking at Wang Fan were very unkind.

Because they have received the news, because one of them is going to a high-level state, they have to be taken out of their quota.

They are all Tianjiao figures, with arrogant hearts. Facing this kind of thing, if they can calm down, that would be a strange thing.

What kind of thing is Wang Fan, he wants to squeeze their quota?

However, even though they were upset, they did not dare to argue with the Haotian Gate.

Let alone them, even the forces behind them dare not.

Therefore, they only dared to vent their anger on Wang Fan.

"Huh? The second floor of the Immortal King?"

"On the second floor of the Immortal King, I want to go to a high-level state. Are you going to die?"

"We represent the middle-level state, and the Haotian Gate. He wants to go to the second floor of the Immortal King. Is this going to lose the face of our middle-level state?"

When they realized that Wang Fan's cultivation was only on the second floor of the Immortal King, most people couldn't help but talk.

There are doubts, puzzles, and contempt in their eyes.

While they were discussing, Wang Fan also scanned them.

Mr. Hong has already told him that he has no problem going to a high-level state, even if it is the cost of going to a high-level state.

However, Wang Fan must prove himself and convince these people.

As for how to prove it, it is very simple, either speak with strength and directly defeat the opponent.

Either take out the training resources that make the other party's heart beat, and let the other party willingly give away places.

Therefore, Wang Fan will carefully look at these people.

As the saying goes, persimmons have to pick a soft pinch, and he does not want to kick the iron plate.

"Everyone, he is just a genius who wants to squeeze one of you to the top state."

"Because this time our quota for the high-level state is full, according to the rules, he must persuade one of you to let the quota. Or use his strength to speak and defeat one of you."

After Elder Hong walked in front of the young people, he said straightforwardly without any nonsense.

His voice fell, and immediately aroused the anger of those people.

"Senior, who is he, what is he, why should we squeeze out our quota?"

"Senior, the younger generation said something bad, he is only at the second floor of the Immortal King's cultivation base. If he goes to the high-level state, isn't he going to send the head?"

"Yes, senior, go to the high-level state, although talent is very important, but the strength is also important. He is on the second floor of the Immortal King, he is too weak, and he will lose our middle-level state and the person who lost our Vast Sky Gate."

Many young people looked at Old Hong, and after holding their fists slightly, they said directly.

They didn't consider Wang Fan's feelings at all, let alone take Wang Fan seriously.

Wang Fan was also very speechless and very upset.

He was unhappy with the old man, and even more unhappy with the attitude of these people.

These guys look down on people too much, right?

Old Hong laughed when he heard those people's words, and suddenly looked at Wang Fan and said, "You can handle the next thing yourself."

After speaking, he walked aside.

Wang Fan looked at Old Hong's sinister smile, and the good impression of him before was swept away.

This person really couldn't speak with his first sense.

When he saw this guy for the first time three days ago, this guy was like a real fairy and personable. Tao bone fairy wind.

But now--

Wang Fan sighed deeply, did not say much, and looked directly at the young people who spoke.

"I want to go to a high-level state, are you dissatisfied?" He asked directly.

"Yes." A young man nodded first, his tone very firm.

Wang Fan glanced at him, "Nineth Floor of the Immortal King? It's not bad. Can you dare to suppress the realm and fight me?"

"As long as you suppress the cultivation base on the second floor of the Immortal King, if I can't kill you with one punch, I will count as a loss."