Super King of Soldiers in the City

"Snatching the City Lord's Mansion?" A-Lian was also stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect that Wang Fan would have such thoughts.

Wang Fan nodded, "I didn't bother to do robbery, but since I have already offended the city lord's mansion, it's nothing to be polite."

"It just so happens that I am also in urgent need of training resources, and the City Lord's Mansion is so rich, so let's grab him once."

"Well, if that's the case, then listen to you." A-Lian nodded when she heard the words.

What Wang Fan said was correct. Now that they have all offended the City Lord's Mansion, what is there to worry about?

Not to mention that they have offended the City Lord's Mansion, even if they didn't offend, they would rob it.

After all, this is a world where the weak eats the strong, and whoever has the big fist makes sense.

At the moment, Wang Fan and the other two began to practice.

There were more than two thousand immortal veins, and Wang Fan distributed over one thousand to A-Lian, and he used the other over one thousand to start cultivating.

There are so many immortal veins, and they are still top-grade immortal veins. To be honest, it is the first time that Wang Fan has used it like this.

The rich fairy aura quickly formed into a mist, rushing toward Wang Fan's body, but it didn't take long before Wang Fan was completely plunged into crazy cultivation.

And along with the cultivation, his cultivation level also gradually broke through from the middle stage of the ninth floor of the Immortal Venerable to the later stage, and then to the peak.

However, despite this, Wang Fan still didn't feel the bottleneck, and his cultivation level was still improving.

Therefore, he did not stop practicing.

Almost a year passed like this. On this day, Wang Fan opened his eyes from his cultivation, and his cultivation level finally reached the peak of the ninth floor of the Immortal Venerable.

Two gleams of light flashed in his eyes, and Wang Fan felt the surging Xian Yuan in his body, and almost couldn't help but scream up to the sky.

He felt that the current self was more than a few times stronger than a year ago.

When Wang Fan stopped practicing, A-Lian also stopped practicing.

In fact, she was not always in cultivation like Wang Fan, but she would come out to rest from time to time.

After all, as a strong immortal emperor, it is not easy for her to improve her strength.

In addition, in this desolate ancient battlefield, you have to suppress your own cultivation, so it is impossible to devote yourself to cultivation.

"Did you break through?" A-Lian asked in surprise looking at Wang Fan who opened his eyes.

Wang Fan nodded, "Well, I broke through. Next, we can go to grab the City Lord's Mansion."

Next, the two did not talk nonsense, but directly rushed out of the retreat, and then ran towards the Ninth City.

The Ninth City, the City Lord's Mansion.

City Lord Yong Fenghua's face was very gloomy and extremely ugly.

The reason is simple, because it has been a year, he still hasn't found the trace of Wang Fan.

This made him doubt for a while whether the two had left the Ninth City and were not within the area of ​​the Ninth City.

He also sent people to the nearby city to look for, but he didn't find the trace of the two at all.

This made him very angry, and it was simply unacceptable.

You know, Wang Fan killed both of them, but his son and daughter.

Both his son and daughter were killed, but now the murderer is still jumping outside. How can this make him comfortable?

Not only that, since Wang Fan made a big fuss in the Ninth City a year ago, there were many monks who had gone out of their City Lord's Mansion, and they had disappeared inexplicably. Missing inexplicably, obviously killed.

Especially in the past six months, more and more deaths of monks going out in the City Lord's Mansion have also occurred.

This made him even more angry.

Their City Lord's Mansion, the dominant position in the Ninth City, is gone forever.

You know, this kind of thing has never happened before.

"Report!"

Just as Yong Fenghua was angry, a voice came, and then a monk walked in quickly.

"What's the matter?" Yong Fenghua gave the monk a gloomy look and asked coldly.

"Report to the city lord that someone came outside. He said he found the trace of the murderer." The monk took a careful look at Yong Fenghua and said.

"What?" Hearing this, Yong Fenghua couldn't help standing up instantly, feeling a little excited.

Almost instantly, he arrived in front of the monk who reported the news, and grabbed the other's collar, "What you said is true? Quick, let him in!"

"It's true!" The monk was grasped by Yong Fenghua, his face turned pale by the way, and he nodded quickly.

Yong Fenghua was not talking, but instead let go of him and told him to retreat.

In fact, if he hadn't been the lord of the city, hadn't he taken into consideration his majesty, I'm afraid he would have rushed out long ago.

However, he resisted it.

Not long after, the monk returned and walked in with a young man.

This young man's face was a little pale, and his expression was a bit restrained, as if he was very nervous.

Yong Fenghua looked at the young man and asked coldly, "You said you know the traces of the murderer. Are you serious? Do you know the consequences of deceiving this emperor?"

The young man became more nervous when he heard this, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and said quickly, "Don't dare, even if you give the little one a hundred courage, the little one dare not deceive the lord of the city."

After that, the young man had already carved out a jade slip, and carefully handed it to Yong Fenghua, "There are places where they appeared, and the images I burned."

Yong Fenghua took a look at the jade slip, and his eyes instantly became sullen.

"Well, well, you have done a great job, wait for the emperor to kill these two beasts, and then come back to give you a reward!"

After that, he had flashed away and disappeared in an instant.

In a short time, a large number of strong people from the City Lord's Mansion had already swarmed out and rushed out of the City Lord's Mansion.

The young man grinned uncontrollably when he saw this scene.

This young man is not someone else, so naturally he is Wang Fan.

Wang Fan was planning to **** the City Lord's Mansion, but he didn't think about being brutal. Instead, he wanted to use the formation to kill these City Lord's Mansion powerhouses, and then return to search the City Lord's Mansion.

Because he knew that the City Lord's Mansion could have such a great prestige in the Ninth City, it was definitely not simple.

Even if his cultivation base breaks through, his strength has also improved a lot, and there is no absolute certainty that he can destroy the City Lord's Mansion.

After all, this is a place for others. Not only is there a lot of masters, but there must also be a difficult formation to kill.

If you trick them to a designated location, it's much simpler.

Of course, if Yong Fenghua is not fooled, or if he sees through his identity and wants to kill him, then he has no choice but to fight hard.

Fortunately, Yong Fenghua didn't see through his identity at all, and he didn't mean to doubt it. He believed it for the first time and led someone to kill him. This saved Wang Fan a lot of trouble.

Wang Fan smiled and was about to leave the city lord's mansion and catch up.

Suddenly, two figures stopped in front of him, and one of the monks said, "Senior brother, I'm sorry, you can't leave yet."

Their tone was very cold, and at the same time they spoke, their breath had diffused, and they were firmly locked in Wang Fan.