Super King of Soldiers in the City

"In the next Pu Yi, please also ask Brother Wang for advice." Pu Yi did not immediately start his hand after entering the space battlefield, but said with his fists.

Wang Fan nodded, without any nonsense, and directly sacrificed the Primordial Excalibur.

Although he didn't think Pu Yi was his opponent, he didn't dare to underestimate it.

After all, the strength has reached the level of Puyi, and it is already very strong, and if one negligence, it is very likely that he will lose Wang Fan.

Pu Yi's magic weapon is a string of Buddhist beads, and when the beads are stirring, they set off a fierce momentum and murderous intent.

Wang Fan didn't back down either, but directly displayed the Sword Valley Sword Skill and started the battle.

The two men fought fiercely. After more than twenty moves, Wang Fan seized the opportunity and slashed Pu Yi's chest with a sword, and Pu Yi was defeated.

Seeing Wang Fan actually defeated Pu Yi again, the monks below became even more excited.

Because Twenty-Nine City, there hasn't been such an enchanting character in many years.

Wang Fan didn't care about the worship of the monks below, but looked at a prescription.

There was a monk standing there, and he felt very strong, at least much better than Pu Yi.

According to Wang Fan's estimation, this person should be in the top fifty of the enchanting list.

However, what disappointed Wang Fan was that the monk did not come on stage, but left after a flash of body shape.

When this person left, there was no more monk who challenged Wang Fan.

Wang Fan had no choice but to leave.

And after another day of fermentation, Wang Fan's reputation became even greater.

For the next month, Wang Fan challenged Gladiator Stones every day, and his fame soared all the way, and soon rushed into the top ten of the evildoer list. At the same time, his strength is constantly improving.

However, after rushing into the top ten, no one challenged him anymore.

I don't know if it is the top ten evildoers who dare not take the challenge easily, or that they are no longer in Twenty-Nine City.

Since no one was challenging, Wang Fan did not continue to stay in Twenty-Nine City, but entered Thirty City.

After entering Thirty Cities, he still took the road of constant challenges, advancing all the way, and finally, half a year later, he entered the 36th City.

The thirty-sixth city is already the last city on the deserted ancient battlefield. Compared with the prosperous city in front, it looks much desolate.

Because this 36th city is no longer like a city, but more like a truly deserted ancient battlefield.

There is no enchanting list here, let alone a city lord’s mansion, there are just a secret realm of chance, and a place of great power in the sect.

All Tianjiao who came here basically practiced in those places of chance and secret realm to prove themselves.

"Brother, welcome to Thirty-Six City. This is the map of Thirty-Six City. Please keep it away."

Wang Fan looked at the desolate area and was stunned. A monk wearing an armor quickly greeted him and handed Wang Fan a jade slip.

Wang Fan took the jade slip and was about to ask something, but the cultivator had a flash of figure and had disappeared.

Wang Fan's face changed instantly when he saw this scene.

"Xiandi? Do the rules of these 36 cities allow the strong immortal emperors to set foot?"

He muttered to himself, and there was a stormy sea in his heart.

Wang Fan is sure that the armored monk just now is definitely an immortal emperor, and he is still an immortal emperor who has not suppressed his cultivation.

In this way, it gave Wang Fan a sense of crisis.

Because the immortal emperor powerhouse he offended was too much.

Leaving aside the Yong family, even the City Lord Zhuo of the 28th City would never let him go.

If the opponent sends a strong immortal emperor into 36 cities, what should he do?

A cold sweat broke out behind Wang Fan, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Without any hesitation, before the jade slip even had time to look at it, Wang Fan's figure flashed, and he disappeared without a trace in an instant.

In this deserted ancient battlefield, the rules of heaven and earth are his biggest hole card.

Because there are rules to suppress, let alone the immortal emperor, even if it is the emperor, Wang Fan has the confidence to fight. If you provoke him, he can kill the emperor.

However, now that the rule suppression disappears, he has no advantage.

Wang Fan swiftly walked all the way, quickly tens of thousands of miles away from the entrance of the city, and then went into hiding.

He has to change his face first, and then talk about other things.

Two days later, Wang Fan walked out of the place of disguise, checked the direction, and headed eastward.

Because over there, there are the most secret realms and the most geniuses and evildoers, and many big forces recruit disciples over there.

Wang Fan plans to go there first to see if he can find a way to join a big power and find a backer.

A day later, Wang Fan came to a huge canyon area.

In this canyon area, there are many advanced Dao formations, such as sword formations, sword formations, spear formations, and axe formations.

These Dao formations were not prepared for murder, but for monks to comprehend "intention".

For example, in the sword formation, there is a sword intent. In the sword formation, there is a sword intent. In the axe formation, there is an axe intent, and so on.

Of course, if you can't bear the artistic conception in those Dao formations, you will be seriously injured or beheaded.

Wang Fan glanced at this gorge. There were many monks in it, and there were many monks in those Dao formations who were comprehending.

However, he didn't go to the front of those Dao formations, but went to the front of a drum area.

In front of this drum, many monks were also surrounded. At this moment, there is a monk who is beating the drum. The sound of dong dong dong rang out, shaking the clouds and shocking people's hearts.

"Senior Brother Jing is really too strong. It is really a powerful mind and will to make a sound of drums."

A black-clothed monk bombarded continuously, banging the skin drum seven times, and immediately caused a burst of exclamation.

The more times this drum can be played, the stronger your belief and willpower, and the brighter your future.

It is something that tests the will and faith of the monks.

Of course, strength is very important, because if you don't have enough strength, you can't withstand the terrifying sonic attack.

It's just that everyone who comes here is the pinnacle of the Immortal Venerable, so the strength is naturally not a problem.

As a cultivator at the peak of the Immortal Venerable, it is impossible to be bombarded with a sound, so here, even the weakest cultivator can ring once.

After the senior brother Jing, who played the drum seven times, came down, his face was already a little pale, but his expression was very proud.

The monks around, looking at this person, couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation.

It's just that the Senior Brother Jing didn't pay attention to those people. Instead, he stood not far away, obviously wanting to see the performance of others.

Before long, another monk walked out and began to beat the drum.

"Boom!"

On the one where the leather drum was struck, a terrifying mood oppressed, and Wang Fan instantly felt the extraordinary of the leather drum.

He closed his eyes and began to feel it carefully.

However, the monk was very unbearable. After three rings, he vomited blood and returned.

Then, cultivators walked out one after another, constantly beating the drum.

It's just that these cultivators, even if they rang the most, were only four times. Compared with the previous brother Jing, it was simply too far away.