Super King of Soldiers in the City

Qin Rou's face was slightly pale when she heard this.

Although she also disliked that Wang Fan's cultivation was too weak, and did not want to continue to follow Wang Fan.

However, in this case, she absolutely cannot be sent out by Wang Fan.

Otherwise, those arrogances will not only not appreciate her, but will use despicable means to humiliate her, in order to humiliate Wang Fan.

In that case, not only would it be impossible for her Qin Rou to be favored by Tianjiao, she would also become a laughingstock or even a truly humble servant.

When Wang Fan heard the strange sound of yin and yang, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

He turned his head to look, only to see a monk wearing a blue robe came out of the crowd.

This person is extremely handsome, but there is a touch of evil in his body, giving people a very strange feeling.

His eyes were also fixed on Wang Fan, the corners of his mouth curled up, and there was a faint smile on his face.

Of course, this is not the most critical thing. The most critical thing is that this person's cultivation base is actually only the peak of the fairy king.

However, the aura that emerged from him exceeded the level of Xianzun. Even if compared with the average second floor of Xianzun, it is only strong but not weak.

"Who are you?" Wang Fan asked faintly, looking at the strange young man.

The wicked young man grinned, "This king is impossible, I wonder if Brother Wang has heard of it?"

Can't it?

When the monks around heard the name, they all gasped.

"Couldn't it be that the legendary Immortal King is number one?"

"It seems that he should be him. I really didn't expect that Mo could not even appear here."

"According to rumors, this Mo can't kill several Immortal Venerables on the second floor, and even kill a Immortal Venerable on the third floor, which is extremely enchanting."

"Hey, this is interesting. Mo can't collide with Wang Fan. There will be a big battle. I don't know if Wang Fan dares to fight. I have heard several times that Wang Fan should be the first in the immortal king list. ."

Many monks talked a lot, all showing a look of gloat.

Previously, when Wang Fan faced the cultivator of the Immortal Venerable, he was timid and cowardly, very unbearable, which made them look down on.

Now they wanted to see if Wang Fan dared to confront Mo Wu at the same level.

The monk Xianzun used his cultivation base to oppress Wang Fan, and Wang Fanren allowed the past to be said, but it was impossible to be a monk of the same level as Wang Fan.

If Wang Fan was afraid of even Mo couldn't, then his reputation would really be discredited.

Wang Fan looked at Mo Keneng and nodded coldly, "I haven't heard of it before, but now, I have heard of it."

Mo couldn't hear Wang Fan's words, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up.

He pointed to Qin Rou behind Wang Fan, and said, "It doesn't matter if I haven't heard of it. Now this king just wants to know, this king has taken a fancy to the fairy behind you.

Wang Fan shook his head, "Of course not."

boom!

When Wang Fan's voice fell, Mo Wu couldn't help but an astonishing aura suddenly appeared on his body.

That aura was like a circle of light, surging out from all over his body, oppressing the monks around him.

Many cultivators on the first and second floors of the Immortal Venerable had endured the imposing imposing collision and involuntarily stepped back for a few steps.

When they stabilized their bodies, their complexions were already extremely pale.

Mo can't deserve to be Mo can't, deserve to be the strongest figure in the immortal king list, it is really terrifying.

Just their momentum can oppress them to retreat. It is conceivable that even if they are fighting, they will never be impossible opponents.

If Mo couldn't break through to the realm of Immortal Venerable, it would be enough to easily kill them in seconds.

Suddenly, Mo could not seem to have transformed into a god, his figure suspended, looking down at Wang Fan.

He said coldly, "What if I want her?"

When the words fell, he didn't wait for Wang Fan to respond, and grabbed his right hand forward.

Boom.

The endless immortal essence that hovered around him had instantly condensed into a huge dragon claw handprint, and grabbed Qin Rou directly.

"Thunderbolt Dragon Claw Hand?"

Seeing this scene, many people were shocked and recognized this martial skill.

You know, this is not an ordinary handprint condensed by Xianyuan, but a top martial art, Thunderbolt Dragon Claw Hand.

His power is many times greater than the handprints condensed purely from the immortal essence.

The speed of the dragon's claw hand was extremely fast, and the sound of scoffing was raised in the air. Wherever it passed, the space was like water ripples, split from the middle, spilling three towards the two sides, and soon approached Qin Rou. .

Qin Rou felt the tremendous pressure, her face was already pale, and her delicate body could not help shaking.

Although her cultivation base has reached the second level of the Immortal Venerable, her Immortal Venerable Realm, under the pressure of the Dragon Claw Hand, is completely useless and fragile.

She even felt that she was facing an ancient dragon, let alone hands, even moving her fingers was very difficult.

"roll!"

There was a cold look in Wang Fan's eyes, he didn't have a word of nonsense, his figure rose directly into the sky, and he hit the dragon claw hand with a punch.

He was already tolerating as much as possible, but the other party had to push it again and again, Wang Fan had no choice but to make a move.

Boom!

With a deep explosion, Wang Fan's fist fell fiercely on the dragon's claw hand.

Compared with the dragon's claw hand, his fist is like a grain of rice, but the power that bursts out makes everyone feel terrified.

In the shocking eyes of everyone, the overwhelming terrifying dragon claw hand shattered in an instant, turning into light spots and dissipating.

Circles of energy aftermath formed a vortex, raging out at an extremely fast speed, surging on the monks and spirit flowers who could not dodge.

In an instant, the monk vomited blood and flew upside down, and the spirit flower turned into debris.

Mo couldn't watch this scene, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and a strong shock emerged in his heart.

He didn't expect that Wang Fan would just use a random punch to destroy his Thunderclaw Claws without using martial arts.

"not good!"

Suddenly, Mo couldn't feel the danger, his figure turned into an afterimage, and he flew back quickly, but it was a step too late.

I saw that Wang Fan was already like a god, appeared in front of him in an instant, and blasted out again with a punch.

"I want to go now, don't you think it's too late, you also give me a punch."

Accompanied by Wang Fan's indifferent voice.

boom!

His fist fell on Mo Wueng again.

laugh!

This time, Mo couldn't directly spout several mouthfuls of blood, and flew out embarrassedly.

Wow.

He knocked down several monks in succession before falling heavily to the ground, coughing up blood.

His chest has completely collapsed, and he doesn't know how many bones are broken.

Watching this scene, all the monks on the scene shrank and fell silent.

Especially those on the first floor and the second floor of Xianzun, they couldn't help but breathe, their hearts trembling.

So, is this Wang Fan's true strength?