Super King of Soldiers in the City

When Wang Fan was hiding, he had already reduced his breath.

Since he was going to do it, he didn't set any restrictions, but just went underground so abruptly, and then restrained his breath.

Not only that, he even sacrificed the Chaos Sword, and blasted several pits not far away.

Whizzing.

Almost Wang Fan had just hid, and the two guards had already chased here.

They stopped instantly and looked at the deep pits in front of them.

"What about people?" one of the guards asked subconsciously.

The other guard shook his head, "I don't know, but he must not be far away."

When the two talked, they had already fallen to the ground, and at the same time their mental energy swept out, and they found the potholes.

It was naturally impossible for Wang Fan to let the mental power of the two of them sweep over, almost the moment they landed.

He had already rushed out of the ground, and then the Chaos Sword in his hand was shaking, and he directly killed one of them.

His speed is extremely fast, almost to the extreme.

Since he was thinking about killing, he didn't keep any reservations.

"Huh? Looking for death!" The guard's reaction was not slow. Almost in an instant, he had already recovered, and the spear in his hand shot out and pointed at Wang Fan's Chaos Sword.

Ding!

There was an explosion, the guns and swords collided, and there was a deafening chorus.

Wang Fan quickly put away the Chaos Sword at this moment, then he turned his body, grabbed the spear with his right hand, and then quickly ran into the guard.

"Dare you!" The guard didn't expect that Wang Fan would put away the Chaos Sword in this situation, and he was still close, his face immediately changed.

However, when he recovered, it was already too late.

Wang Fan's body had hit him severely, and at the same time, his right hand made a fist and blasted directly towards his dantian.

quick!

This scene happened too quickly.

Before the guard even had time to react, Wang Fan's right fist had already landed on his dantian.

Bang!

There was a loud noise.

The guard's Dantian was blown up, bursting out a cluster of blood mist, and then the whole person flew out.

His body slammed into the desert, the breath on his body had disappeared in an instant, and his face turned pale.

"Brother Ruan, are you okay?" The other guard finally recovered and rushed to Senior Brother Ruan.

At the same time, he also looked at Wang Fan extremely shocked. Obviously, he did not expect that Wang Fan would be able to kill Senior Brother Ruan.

However, Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense with him at all, flashed his figure and killed him.

When the guard saw Wang Fan killing him, his face changed drastically. He didn't hesitate at all. He jumped up instantly, turned and fled.

When Wang Fan saw the other party running away, he was slightly shocked. He didn't go after him either, but flashed quickly and disappeared into the spot in an instant.

It didn't take long for Wang Fan to leave before seven or eight guards appeared here.

They looked at the deposed Senior Brother Ruan with a solemn expression.

These people all came to chase and kill Wang Fan together, but because their speed was slower, they were slower.

They never thought that Brother Ruan would be abandoned by Wang Fan.

There was a violent storm in their hearts, you know, that is Brother Ruan, the strongest of them.

No one spoke, and no one chased them. Their faces were very pale, obviously thinking of something terrible.

Before long, another monk stepped in the void.

This person was dressed in white and looked like a young man. He looked like a Confucian scholar, but his face was very gloomy now.

His name was Lu Wujiu, and he was a saint emperor in the void. These guards were all his people.

"King!"

When several guards saw the youth coming, they knelt on one knee and greeted respectfully.

Lu Wujiu glanced at them coldly and asked, "Where is the person? Away?"

The guards knelt on the ground, bowed their heads, all silent, and no one dared to speak.

Their bodies couldn't help trembling, and their teeth were fighting.

"Trash, it's really a bunch of trash. A group of true emperors can't kill a pseudo-emperor who has just ascended. Why do you keep it?"

Lu Wujiu let out a cold sweat, and a powerful breath suddenly burst out of his body.

"King, spare my life!"

"Wang, please give me another chance."

When the guards heard Lu Wujiu's words, they felt the powerful aura in Lu Wujiu's body, and their expressions changed drastically.

They all knelt on the ground and began to beg for mercy.

However, Lu Wujiu didn't pay attention to them at all. The terrifying aura on him fell directly on the guards without even making any moves.

There was a sneer, and the guards were all crushed into blood mist.

"Huh, run, can you run? It's not because you have great opportunities and great motor transport to come over from this flying ascent channel, that is, people of the ancient Wang family, you can't stay!"

Lu Wujiu said coldly, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place.

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Wang Fan ran all the way, and soon saw a city.

He didn't rush in, but after a bit of disguise outside, he went in.

He originally didn't plan to go in, but he didn't know anything about this area, so he had to go in and figure out what place it was.

Wang Fan Yirong became a casual cultivator with a vicissitudes of face, and then walked towards the city.

However, before he entered the city, he was stopped.

"Five hundred gods and spirit stones per person."

Cheng Wei looked at Wang Fan indifferently, his cold voice, without any emotion.

"Five hundred gods and spirit stones?" When Wang Fan heard this, he was immediately stunned.

There are still some immortal spirit veins on his body, even if it is the best immortal spirit vein, there are many.

But Shenlingshi, what is this, he really doesn't have it.

Wang Fan felt a little embarrassed, touched his nose, and said honestly, "Big brother, I don't have a spiritual stone on my body, do you think it is okay to use the best immortal veins?"

"Get out!" Cheng Wei didn't talk nonsense at all, just a word.

Wang Fan's face was blue with anger, but he also knew that he could never do anything here.

Not to mention that he couldn't beat the city guard at all, even if he could, once he did it, he would only have a dead end.

Wang Fan sighed, turned around and left without hesitation.

As for the other monks who entered the city, watching this scene, they couldn't help making mocking sounds.

One of the female cultivators couldn’t help but muttered: "Sister, that person is so pitiful. Are there really any cultivators who can’t get five hundred gods and spirit stones these days?"

The nun wore a green dress and a scarf on her face. Beside her, there was a woman in red.

Although the woman in the red dress also wears a veil and can't see her face, her temperament is much better than that of the woman in the green dress.

She glanced at Wang Fan and said, "This year, there is no one. Look at his cultivation level, he is so low, it's not surprising that he can't take out five hundred gods and spirit stones."

The woman in the green dress nodded and suddenly said, "Sister, look at him, it's so pitiful, I'll go help him."

"You--" The woman in the red dress frowned and was about to speak, but the woman in the green dress had already ran away.

She quickly caught up with Wang Fan and said, "Brother, please stay."