Super King of Soldiers in the City

The little prince stared at Wang Fan with a gloomy expression and stood up slowly.

He had never imagined that he would encounter such a thing at the Tianjiao banquet he held.

An immortal king on the eighth floor unexpectedly pierced all Tianjiao and came directly to him.

It is conceivable that if this kind of thing spreads out, it would be a shame to him.

It would be okay if Wang Fan could be killed today, but if he could not be killed, his little prince would be completely reduced to a laughing stock.

"You are very good. You can defeat many Tianjiao on the eighth floor, and stand in front of me. But, do you think you can provoke me if you defeat them?"

"You are wrong. Soon this prince will let you know how much it will cost to provoke me."

The little prince's tone was cold, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes, without the slightest concealment.

Accompanied by the sound, there was a thud, an extremely powerful Immortal Venerable Realm had already enveloped Wang Fan.

At the same time, his whole body was surrounded by endless white light.

Those white lights are like little snakes squirming, giving people a very strange feeling.

Wang Fan felt the powerful Immortal Venerable Realm on the little prince's body, and couldn't help but feel dark in his heart.

Although this little prince is also the third-tier of the Immortal Venerable, his strength is far more powerful than those of the previous three-tiered Immortal Venerable.

With his strength, he can definitely kill a group of three-tier immortals like that before.

Wang Fan didn't dare to be careless. He released the Immortal King Realm, and while resisting the Little Prince Immortal Venerable Realm, he grabbed a silver-white Immortal King long sword with his right hand.

He did not intend to use the Killing Shotgun against the little prince.

Although, as long as he triggers the ban within the Slaughter Shotgun, he is 80% sure that he can kill the little prince.

But Wang Fan still tried his strength to see how big the gap between him and the real Xianzun three-tier Tianjiao was.

The little prince saw that Wang Fan was actually blocking his Immortal Venerable Realm, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

You know, the biggest gap between the monks of the Immortal Venerable and the Monks of the Immortal King is the suppression of the realm of the Immortal Venerable and the perception of the Great Dao.

Although the Xian Yuan in the monk of the Immortal Venerable was far beyond that of the Monk of the Immortal King, relatively speaking, the Xian Yuan was not the most important one.

After all, as long as one domain suppresses the opponent, even if your Xianyuan is vigorous, what can you do?

"On the eighth floor of the mere immortal king, it can actually withstand my immortal venerable realm, yes, you are really good."

"It's just that if you resist my Immortal Venerable Realm, I am afraid that you will have to bear a lot of pressure. I want to see how much your combat power can still show."

The little prince sighed again, almost at the moment the word "cheng" was said, with a swish, he had already killed Wang Fan in an electric manner.

His speed is extremely fast, almost to the extreme.

It only took less than a breath of time, before he flashed to Wang Fan's side, and then the palm of his claw-like hand directly hit Wang Fan's chest.

Wang Fan felt the surging vigor in the little prince's body, and his expression couldn't help but change slightly.

He didn't have time to draw the sword, his left hand fisted in an instant, and he blasted forward, but his body began to retreat quickly.

However, even if his reaction is already fast, under the suppression of the Little Prince's Immortal Venerable Realm, he still seems to be in a quagmire, seriously affecting his speed.

After all, this little prince is a powerhouse on the third floor of the Immortal Venerable, and also the enchanting Tianjiao of the Royal Palace.

How could he be comparable to the three-tier trash immortal venerable before?

Wang Fan can suppress the three-layer immortal vows who do not have a deep understanding of the Dao, and can even use the speed of his body to achieve a spike, but it is absolutely difficult to contend with those real three-layer evil spirits.

After all, there is a big gap between a realm, not to mention that Wang Fan and Xianzun's three levels have also crossed a large realm and several small realms.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the little prince's claws slammed against Wang Fan's fist. Wang Fan only felt a surging force hit, and the whole person began to retreat in an instant.

The soles of his feet rubbed against the ground, and he withdrew several tens of feet after his feet to stabilize his figure.

And his entire left arm was completely numb.

Wang Fan's face became more serious.

While urging Xianyuan frantically to relieve the energy that poured into his left arm, he quickly retreated again.

The power of the little prince has sounded a wake-up call for him, and the monks in the world must not be underestimated.

Otherwise, he will only die miserably.

The little prince is at the same level of cultivation as the three-tiered immortals before, but the fighting power is quite different.

Wang Fan didn't dare to wait any longer. In this case, he had to attack strongly and take the initiative in order to defeat the little prince and even kill the little prince.

If he is blindly passive, I am afraid there is only one way to lose and be killed.

Wang Fan was so fast that he rushed out of Fengtian Tower and rushed to the sky.

At the same time, he grabbed the Immortal King-class long sword in his right hand and began to dance quickly.

"Want to go? Did you leave?"

The little prince saw Wang Fan rushing out of Fengtian Tower and into the air, thinking that Wang Fan was going to escape.

With a sneer, he stepped forward and chased directly.

In just five steps, his figure also appeared high in the sky.

Looking at this scene, the following Tianjiao couldn't help but tremble again.

Before Wang Fan, how powerful and overbearing he was.

With just a few punches and swords, he powerfully killed and wounded dozens of Tianjiao who were present.

But now, the little prince was just a blow, but he had already defeated Wang Fan and fled.

What is this concept?

At the same time, the monks who had surrounded Fengtian Tower before also saw the situation high in the sky.

They looked at Wang Fan and the little prince who rushed to the sky one after another, and they were all shocked.

This, what happened?

Wang Fan naturally didn't care about those people. He stepped on the thunder, and the elemental energy of the wind gathered all over his body, soaring straight up, straight into the sky.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand also began to rush.

Along with the long sword dance, a majestic trend, crazy gathering.

The little prince also mobilized the two elemental energies of wind and fire, and the wind and fire element rushed and rotated under his feet, forming two large circles.

From a distance, he was as if stepping on a hot wheel, hurriedly pursuing Wang Fan.

The speed of the little prince is extremely fast, even slightly faster than that of Wang Fan who used the lightning.

After dozens of breaths, the little prince pushed behind Wang Fan, but when he was about to take action to suppress Wang Fan, Wang Fan suddenly turned his head.

"Eight Excalibur Form, Form One."

A low growl came from Wang Fan's mouth, and in the next second, the long sword in his hand had already drawn a bright arc in the air, directly blasting towards the little king.

Chi Chi Chi Chi!

The harsh sonic boom continued to sound, and the long sword directly tore the space, tearing out cracks in the thickness of the thighs.