Super King of Soldiers in the City

Wang Fan glanced at the stone piers, a strange look in his eyes.

Originally, according to his cultivation base, he should stand on the last five stone piers, but Wang Fan did not go to the last five stone piers, but walked straight ahead with A-Lian.

Not only that, the two of them also reached a very forward position.

This scene not only caused the fat monk to frown, but even other monks had uncomfortable expressions in their eyes.

The long-faced monk who provoked Wang Fan before, without a word of nonsense, walked directly in front of Wang Fan and said:

"Go away, you are on the eighth floor of the Immortal Venerable. Is this the position you should occupy? Go back immediately, otherwise don't blame the deity for teaching you!"

When the long-faced monk was scolding Wang Fan, another monk had already walked in front of A-Lian. His words were even more direct, "Go away, this position is mine!"

When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. He looked at the long-faced monk and said, "Is this stone pier yours? Why should I go and stand behind?"

"Is it possible to crack a formation, and still need to stand in front of the high cultivation base, and stand in the back of the low cultivation base?"

"Looking for death!" The long-faced cultivator was furious when he heard this, and was too lazy to talk nonsense anymore, and directly blasted towards Wang Fan with a punch.

When the other monks saw this scene, they couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing.

On the eighth floor of the Xianzun, he even dared to reason with the ninth floor of the Xianzun. Isn't this a death-seeking thing?

They really didn't understand how Wang Fan's character was cultivated to the eighth level of the Immortal Venerable.

However, the expressions of those monks quickly stiffened.

"According to Lao Tzu, you are the one who is looking for death. Lao Tzu has long been unhappy!" Hearing a disdainful grunt from Wang Fan, his fist blasted out in the next second.

Bang!

The fists collided, and there was a loud bang. In the next second, everyone heard a scream from the long-faced monk, and then accompanied by a click, the whole person flew out directly.

He fell to the ground like a dead dog, unable to get up for a long while.

Watching this scene, the scene was deadly silent.

No one thought that Wang Fan, who was only on the eighth floor of the Immortal Venerable, would blast away the long-faced monk on the ninth floor of the Immortal Venerable.

This person is really strong!

Even the fat man couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he watched this scene.

Wang Fan ignored the shocking eyes of the people around him, but looked at the long-faced monk with disdain:

"Just your ninth-floor Xianzun ant, who dare to whistle in front of Lao Tzu, what are you? Now, you should know who we are, right?"

When the long-faced monk heard this, his face couldn't help being blue and white, but he didn't dare to say anything.

The strong is the respect, the strength is the king.

He had previously dared to be so arrogant to Wang Fan because his cultivation base was higher than Wang Fan, and he thought he was stronger than Wang Fan.

But now, he already knew that he was not Wang Fan's opponent at all.

Wang Fan did not continue to pay attention to the long-faced cultivator, but looked at the cultivator who walked to Alian's side and said coldly, "Why, my friend wants to stand on this stone pier, do you have a problem?"

When the monk heard this, his face was also very ugly.

He is the ninth-floor Xianzun, while Wang Fan only has the eighth-floor Xianzun.

Now, on the eighth floor of a mere Immortal Venerable, he even dared to talk to him in this way. How could this be tolerated?

However, when he saw the miserable situation of the long-faced monk and Wang Fan's shot just now, he still endured it.

He didn't need to offend a cruel person like Wang Fan because of his position.

Of course, this monk and the long-faced monk did not go to the last five stone piers, but squeezed two immortal statues on the ninth floor.

Although the two Immortal Venerables on the ninth floor were very aggrieved, they did not dare to say much in the end.

The auras of the two long-faced monks are stronger than them, and they can only bear it.

After everyone had their positions, the fat man also walked to the front stone pier.

He took a deep look at Wang Fan and said, "Okay, I'll call one, two, three, and then everyone will inject Xian Yuan together."

After that, the fat man began to shout.

When he finished shouting one, two and three, everyone including Wang Fan injected their trap into it.

In an instant, with a buzzing sound, the formation in front of Shimen began to tremble crazily, but then, on the last five stone piers, screams followed.

"what-"

The screams of killing pigs resounded throughout this area, and several monks couldn't help turning their heads to look over.

When they saw the tragic situation of the five monks, their faces instantly turned pale.

I saw that the five of them were as if sucked up, and they dried up at an extremely fast speed.

And the Xian Yuan in their bodies, even the blood, uncontrollably inhaled into the stone pier below.

Watching this scene, Wang Fan's face changed slightly, but there were not many surprises.

He quickly glanced at Fatty and other monks and found that many people were very calm about this scene.

Obviously, they all know all this.

It was the monk with a long face, his face was a little unnatural, and even a little scared.

Obviously, this guy didn't even know that this kind of thing would happen.

Wang Fan knew it in his heart, and at the same time he whispered that fat man was so cruel, he actually cheated these monks like this.

If he hadn't seen the clue, I'm afraid it would have been absorbed into a mummy now.

At the same time, Wang Fan already knew why this guy had to choose the eighth floor of five immortals. These five people were obviously used to sacrifice the formation.

The immortal essence and blood of the five people quickly absorbed, coupled with the help of the other immortals, the restriction in front of Shimen was quickly torn into a crack.

"You can go in. After you go in, everyone has their own chance." Almost the moment the crack appeared, the fat man had already shouted first, and then rushed in.

The other cultivators also hurriedly followed behind, with their expressions as if they were afraid of going in late and would get nothing.

Of course, Wang Fan's speed is also extremely fast, after all, he was the third one to rush in.

And A-Lian, seeing Wang Fan had already rushed in, naturally followed Wang Fan.

When ten monks rushed into the crack and entered the stone gate, the crack disappeared.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The bodies of the other five people all slammed into the restraint, making a bang.

However, this is not the end at all.

Almost when they hit the ban, crimson rays of light emerged from the ban.

The scarlet rays of light, like red silk threads, instantly wrapped the bodies of the monks, and then tore them to pieces.

"what-"

"Do not-"

The five monks screamed desperately, but it didn't help at all.

It didn't take long for them to have turned into a pile of blood.

Wang Fan didn't know what was happening outside, otherwise he would definitely kill the fat man desperately before talking about it.

At this moment, he has appeared in a foggy area.

As for the two fat guys who entered in front of him, they had already disappeared, at least Wang Fan didn't feel it.