Super King of Soldiers in the City

Wang Fan was resting in the inn. Suddenly, a sister in a green dress touched his room.

Wang Fan frowned slightly, opened the restraint and asked, "Who are you? Is there anything to do with me?"

The female sister gave Wang Fan a faint glance, and said proudly, "My young master is looking for something to do with you, come with me."

After all, she turned her head and left without waiting for Wang Fan to answer.

That posture was like announcing the imperial decree, and Wang Fan would definitely follow.

"I'm sick!" Wang Fan was a little baffled. He didn't even bother to pay attention to the female cultivator, so he directly put a restriction on and closed the door.

When the female cultivator felt this scene, her face instantly became cold.

She turned her head and stepped out, and instantly came to the door of Wang Fan's room, and then blasted the room forbidden with a punch.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the room restriction was blasted open, and even the door of the room flew out, torn apart.

In the room, Wang Fan looked at this scene, only feeling very annoyed. The killing intent couldn't stop surging from his heart, and he almost couldn't help pulling out the Primordial Excalibur to kill the female nun.

While Wang Fan was annoyed, the nun looked at Wang Fan coldly, and said again, "Did you not hear me clearly? My young master is looking for something to do with you, so come with me right away."

Her tone was high, extremely proud and strong, as if talking to an ant.

When Wang Fan looked at the majesty's superb appearance, he almost laughed.

He said coldly, "Who are you, and who is your Young Master, why should I meet him?"

Wang Fan felt that he was really on the verge of an attack.

The female cultivator heard Wang Fan's question and said proudly, "My Young Master is the Young Master of the Eighth City, the Young Master of the Yan Family, do you hear clearly now? Why don't you follow me soon?"

She also pointed to Wang Fan and sneered, "I tell you, my young master can see you, that is your chance, you don't know how to promote it. You know, not everyone can be summoned by my young master. "

At this time, the movement here has attracted the attention of many monks in the surrounding rooms, and those monks have already walked out of the room and began to watch.

When they heard the sister's words, their faces couldn't help but changed, and then they made a shocking voice.

"What, is she from the Young Master Yanao?"

"This sister is actually wearing a green robe. It seems that she is the green attendant of Young Master Yanao."

"Who is this guy? Why did Young Master Yanao summon him? Is it possible that he has taken a fancy to his talent? This guy has good luck."

Wang Fan clearly discovered that the eyes of the monks looking at him were full of envy.

Especially when it comes to the possibility that Young Master Yanao might have taken a fancy to his talent, the color of envy is even more obvious.

Feeling this scene, Wang Fan felt a little more inexplicable.

The young city lord of the eighth city in a mere area is really so majestic. He even asked a maid to come to him, and his attitude was still so bad.

Wang Fan didn't know that Yanao's maid was also hierarchical. The maid in the red robe has the highest status, followed by the green robe, followed by silver, white, black, and robe.

If an ordinary monk was invited by Yan'ao's Green Attendant, he might really agree with excitement, but Wang Fan was not among them.

Just when everyone thought he would agree, he said coldly, "Go away, dare to bother me again, I will kill you!"

Having said that, Wang Fan entered the room again, and at the same time planned to arrange several high-level formations.

The formation that was smashed by the green-robed female cultivator before was arranged by the inn itself, not by Wang Fan. Otherwise, how could a maid in a mere smashing of the prohibition set by him?

Wang Fan didn't know what Yan Ao was, and he didn't want to know what Yan Ao was looking for, so he simply refused.

But when Wang Fan's voice fell, all the surrounding monks, including the female sister, were stunned.

What? This guy actually refused? And the attitude is so bad?

After regaining her consciousness, the female sister was furious, "Do you know what you are talking about, you know what you are saying? You are looking for death!"

Her complexion instantly became savage and distorted, her body was full of momentum, and she was ready to take action at any time.

"You're looking for death? I think it's you who is looking for death!" Wang Fan really couldn't stand this female nun. He slapped it out while speaking.

The surging Immortal Yuan surging out, directly smashed the female Xiu's defenses like a ruin, and slammed it firmly on her face.

"Ah—" The female sister screamed, and was directly drawn upside down, her cheeks swollen, and the corners of her mouth were even more bloody.

Everyone was stunned.

What a crazy guy, even Yanao's people dare to fight, doesn't he know what this means?

The female cultivator fell to the ground with a face full of inconceivability and disbelief.

She stared at Wang Fan, and said coldly, "You are looking for death, you are looking for death, I promise, you will die miserably!"

Wang Fan couldn't stand this female nun at all, he suddenly stepped forward and slapped a few times.

The female shag's complexion changed drastically in an instant, she suddenly jumped up, and while arranging defenses, she started to retreat frantically.

But, where is Wang Fan's speed as fast as her.

Wang Fan's palm crushed her defenses, and then landed precisely on her face.

Bang bang bang bang!

With a series of crisp sounds, the female cultivator flew out directly, and fell to the ground embarrassedly, her cheeks were already bloody.

These simple slaps not only made her lose her dignity, but also caused her to suffer severe damage.

The scene fell into dead silence again.

No one thought that Wang Fan would be so decisive and so fierce that he slapped the female sister in public, and there were still so many slaps.

You know, this is not just a slap in the face of a female Xiu, but also a slap in the face of Yan Ao.

After all, this female cultivator was from Yanao and came here on behalf of Yanao.

Wang Fan ignored the shocking eyes of those around him, but stared at the miserable sister, and said coldly:

"If you invite people, you have to have an attitude of inviting people, this time, forget it, if you dare to have another time, don't blame me for making a ruthless hand!"

"Also, I don't know your young master. Go back and tell him, if you want to see me, then come by yourself. Send a minion over, who does he think he is?"

"go away!"

After Wang Fan finished speaking, he slapped it directly, and even if the female Xiu flew out, she flew directly out of the inn.

If it weren't for this nun who was just a slave, Wang Fan would have slapped her to death. How would he tolerate her living?

You know, this is a world where fists are respected. This female sister dared to smash his room restriction. This is not only offending, but provocation and humiliation.

This kind of thing is a taboo for any monk.

After all, if the monks in the room are cultivating, they are likely to be severely injured directly because of the forcible destruction of the prohibition.

The monks around looked at this scene, and at the same time they were shocked, they all ran back to the room quickly.

They knew that Wang Fan was over.

I offended Yan Ao, and it was so straightforward, I was afraid that he would not survive today.

Wang Fan is in big trouble!