Super King of Soldiers in the City

"What a terrifying sword!"

"Eighteen strokes of swordsmanship, they can be used together, so powerful!"

The monks who watched the battle in the distance saw this scene, their expressions could not help but change drastically, they were extremely shocked.

As for the cultivators of Guanghan Sect who did not die by chance, their expressions turned pale in an instant.

horrible!

This is really terrible!

They have realized that they have kicked the iron plate, kicked the horrible iron plate.

With such strength, Wang Fan was simply stronger than A-Lian.

Knowing this long ago, they would definitely not choose to besiege Wang Fan, but would choose to besiege Alian.

No, if they had known this long ago, they wouldn't dare to provoke Wang Fan at all!

After all, with such a terrifying strength, even if he could not enter the top three of the Immortal Sovereign List, he would definitely be able to enter the top ten.

However, even so, the eighteen sword styles are just past eight styles.

The terrifying ten swords behind are still blasting towards them.

"no no!!"

"We are disciples of Guanghan Sect, you can't kill us!"

"If you dare to kill us, our Guanghan Sect will never let you go!"

The cultivators of the Guanghan Sect all screamed with fear, their voices incomparably crazy.

However, it has no meaning at all.

Not to mention Wang Fan at this time, there is no way to control the eighteen swords that stand out.

Even if he can control it, he will never stop.

He has spared Zhao Yingcai once, but now the people of Guanghan Sect still find him. Under such circumstances, how can he give up?

What's more, the previous sneak attack of torture almost killed him.

Boom boom boom!

More than a dozen sword powers set off a howling wind, and instantly curled up on the elders of Guanghanzong who had fled.

It was just an impact, and the cultivators of the Guanghan Sect had disappeared without a trace, completely turned into dust and fallen.

Don't say it's flesh and blood, even if it's bone scum, there is nothing left.

On the other side, the concubine watched this scene, and it was shocking.

At this moment, endless regret and fear have emerged in his heart.

Such a powerful Wang Fan is simply not something he can deal with.

Only those Guanghanzong elders who suppress the realm can deal with it, and even those elders may not be able to kill Wang Fan.

At this time, he really hated Zhao Yingcai, how could he be blind and offend such a terrifying monk.

"No, to escape, you must escape." The torturer had made a choice soon, and his figure suddenly rose into the sky, swiftly fleeing out of the sword valley.

He dare not stay here anymore, because if he stays here, he will only die miserably.

However, if he wants to leave, how would Wang Fan be willing?

"Is it too late if I want to leave now? You too underestimated my Wang Fan."

Wang Fan snorted disdainfully, and his figure instantly disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in front of the torture.

When he saw Wang Fan's speed so fast, he stopped him, and immediately became hysterical, "I am a genius of the Guanghan Sect, you can't kill me!"

He roared frantically, his eyes filled with madness.

"Can't kill you?" Wang Fan smiled, "I have killed so many Guanghan sect cultivators, is it possible that you are still missing?"

While speaking, Wang Fan had already mentioned the Primordial Excalibur again and slammed to the torture.

"Ah, this is what you forced me!" When the torture saw Wang Fan kill, a touch of despair appeared in his eyes, and then he became fierce.

As he gritted his teeth, a horrible aura suddenly burst out of his body, and the Xian Yuan in his dantian rioted wildly.

"Blew yourself up, you must blew yourself up!"

"Hurry up and get away, go!"

When the surrounding monks saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically, desperately fleeing beyond the sword valley.

The self-destruction of the peak powerhouse of Xianzun is not a joke, and if one is careless, it will be directly blown to death.

Wang Fan couldn't help but smile when he saw the torture and blew himself up.

If he was caught off guard, even if it was him, he would probably be punished and injured.

However, he was prepared, but he was not afraid at all.

"You want to explode in front of me, you think too much." Wang Fan snorted disdainfully, and then slammed his hands forward to count.

Because the torture was fully urging Xian Yuan to explode, the empty door was exposed, and it was impossible to stop Wang Fan's attack.

In fact, even if it could be prevented, he would not stop it.

For him, as long as Wang Fan doesn't escape, that's a good thing.

Wang Fan's attack soon fell on the tormentor, and in an instant, the violent energy in the tormentor began to calm down.

However, it still cannot completely prevent the self-destruction of the torture.

Wang Fan's face changed slightly, his figure began to recede in an instant, and at the same time his hands continued to place restraints.

Almost as soon as Wang Fan retreated and hit the ban, the tormenting face was stern, and he screamed, "Blast!"

With a bang, his body burst open in an instant.

The violent air wave swept in all directions, tearing out a series of terrifying spatial cracks.

Those spatial cracks all made a sneer, and if they were involved, even if they were Xianzun, they would definitely die.

Click!

The prohibition set by Wang Fan was also shattered in an instant.

However, at the moment the prohibition was shattered, Wang Fan had already stepped out and disappeared in place.

When Wang Fan appeared again, he was already thousands of miles away.

On his body, many clothes were torn, and there were wounds, which looked a little embarrassed, but it was not fatal.

"Unexpectedly, I couldn't prevent you from exploding. It seems that I underestimated you." Wang Fan murmured, then his body flashed, and he quickly returned to Jiangu.

When he returned to Sword Valley, he was surprised to see that the previous battle seemed to have not affected Sword Valley at all, and Sword Valley was not damaged at all.

Even the blood stains and corpses on the ground disappeared.

However, looking at the empty sword valley, Wang Fan quickly frowned, "Where's Senior Sister Alian, won't she be bombarded by the previous self-detonation, right?"

He was thinking about it, when a sound of breaking wind came, A-Lian also came here.

At this time, A-Lian was indeed a little embarrassed, but she was not seriously injured either.

Obviously, the self-destruction of the previous condemnation didn't affect her much.

Watching this scene, Wang Fan was finally relieved.

"Where are the people from Thousand Waters Sect? Are they all dead?" Wang Fan couldn't help but ask when looking at A-Lian.

A-Lian nodded, "They're all dead."

"I plan to continue to comprehend here for a while, and then leave, how about?" Wang Fan asked.

"Yes." A-Lian nodded, without any comment.

Wang Fan didn't say much, he went straight to the 103rd sword stele and continued to comprehend.

At the same time, there are also many monks coming one after another.

It's just that the look they looked at Wang Fan and A-Lian again had completely changed.

These two people are absolutely extremely scary existences, they are definitely not things in the pool, and they must not be provoked.

At the same time, Wang Fan and Alian killed dozens of Qianshui Sect and Guanghan Sect disciples in Sword Valley, and it spread out like wind, causing a sensation in City One.