Super King of Soldiers in the City

Wang Fan and his party followed closely and boarded the spacecraft.

After everyone boarded the spaceship, the spaceship soared into the sky and disappeared directly into the city main mansion square, just like lightning, galloping towards the holy palace.

The holy palace is the holy place for cultivation in this realm, and the holy city under the jurisdiction of the holy palace is the largest city in this realm.

Under the holy city, it is also in charge of eight cities, Wutian City and Qianshui City are two of them.

The selection of the holy palace this time is to select the evildoers from these eight cities and enter the holy palace to practice.

Qianshui City is extremely far away from the Holy City, and it will take about half a year.

So after Wang Fan boarded the spaceship, he chose a room and entered it to practice.

Half a year's time, for other immortal emperors, may not be considered time at all, but for Wang Fan, it is extremely precious.

If he can concentrate on practicing for half a year, his strength can definitely be upgraded to another level.

The three of Mu Zhengyang's grandparents also entered a room to rest, and did not disturb Wang Fan.

They are also very excited, because once Wang Fan can pass the selection and join the Holy Palace, then their Mu Family will also get countless benefits.

Half a year passed in a hurry. In the past half a year, Wang Fan's Heavenly Sword and Eight Divine Swords had once again made considerable progress.

The **** of three consecutive cuts, he has been improved to five consecutive cuts of the **** of heaven.

Five consecutive cuts came out, the power was more than twice as powerful as the previous three consecutive cuts.

As for the Eight Excalibur styles, the brewing time of each style has also been reduced a lot.

The Excalibur Type Eight is indeed very powerful, especially as it goes to the back, the more powerful it becomes.

However, the Excalibur Eight Form has a fatal flaw, that is, once the enemy's speed is too fast, the attack power is strong, and you don't give you time to gather momentum, it will be quite passive.

In half a year, Wang Fan once again shortened the gathering time of the Eight Form Excalibur, and he was already very satisfied.

The spacecraft stopped outside the holy city, and Wang Fan and his party also followed the city lord Qianshui out of the spacecraft.

As soon as he got out of the spaceship, Wang Fan felt a different atmosphere.

Outside the holy city, countless saint emperors and genius immortal emperors gathered.

Their expressions are very awkward, and their temperament is extraordinary.

Wang Fan even noticed that there were many powerful auras, all stronger than Qianshui City Lord.

This shows that this holy city is really not easy.

As for those genius immortal emperors, Wang Fan also saw many outstanding figures.

Those characters are extremely powerful, giving people a very sharp feeling.

Obviously, those immortal emperors, like Wang Fan, are planning to participate in the selection of the holy palace.

In fact, Wang Fan guessed right, the selection of the Holy Palace has always been a major event.

As the holy place for spiritual practice in this realm, the Sacred Palace will naturally attract countless talents to participate in the selection.

Each of the eight cities under the jurisdiction of the Holy City has tens of billions of people, so you can imagine how many Tianjiao evildoers are in it.

And the eight cities of Tianjiao, all gathered in the holy city to participate in the selection of the holy palace, it is conceivable how many Tianjiao gathered in the end.

Wang Fan looked at those people, calm on the surface, but a little shocked in his heart.

Originally, he was confident that he was selected through the Holy Palace.

But now, looking at so many genius immortal emperors, he doesn't have much confidence anymore.

Wang Fan and his party followed behind City Lord Qianshui and walked towards the holy city.

At a certain moment, Wang Fan's pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly, and he couldn't help looking at one of the prescription positions.

In that prescription, he saw two acquaintances.

Wutian City Lord, and Lu Wujiu.

When Wang Fan saw City Lord Wutian and Lu Wujiu, City Lord Wutian and Lu Wujiu also saw him.

Seeing Wang Fan, City Lord Wutian only slightly shocked his eyes, and then returned to normal.

As for Lu Wujiu, a murderous opportunity emerged in his eyes.

In the next second, he almost didn't even think about it. With a flash of figure, he killed Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's expression changed and he was about to dodge, but he felt that he was restrained by a powerful force.

Immediately afterwards, he was horrified to see that a big golden hand pierced through the space and grabbed his body.

Looking at the golden thugs who had been caught, Wang Fan's eyes were cracked.

At this moment, he even felt a sense of despair.

He felt so small, so weak, so weak.

Because facing Lu Wujiu's big hand that he grabbed, let alone avoiding it, he couldn't even move at all, so he could only let him hold on to him.

"Bold!" Just when Wang Fan was desperate, an angry shout suddenly came out, and then Wang Fan only felt his body lighter, and then saw that City Lord Qianshui had a gloomy face and slapped it out.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the sky trembled.

The terrifying gods exploded, and the big golden hand was slapped and dissipated.

City Lord Qianshui raised his head and looked at Lu Wujiu coldly, "Lu Wujiu, what are you doing?"

He was extremely annoyed. This Lu Wujiu, without saying a word, acted on the genius who represented him in Qianshui City. What did he take him for?

If he allowed Wang Fan to be captured by Lu Wujiu, where would he leave the face of the city lord?

He simply didn't take him seriously.

Lu Wujiu's expression was also extremely low. Only then did he realize that Wang Fan was a genius who represented Qianshui City, and this place was no longer Wutian City.

In Wutian City, he could knead Wang Fan at will, or even grab and kill him at will.

But it's not working here.

Not to mention that this place is outside the holy city, just to say that Wang Fan's representative of Qianshuicheng is going to fight, that is not what Lu Wujiu can move.

City Lord Qianshui is different from City Lord Wutian. His Lu Wujiu's territory is within the jurisdiction of Wutian City, so Wutian City is mainly jealous of him.

But City Lord Qianshui did not have so much scruples. What's more, the strength of Qianshui City Lord is slightly stronger than him.

But in spite of this, Lu Wujiu still gritted his teeth and spoke to the city lord Qianshui:

"Brother Qianshui, this person is a member of my Wutian City, who killed one of my very optimistic nephews. If the Lord Qianshui is willing to give him to me, I am willing to pay the price."

City Lord Qianshui heard Lu Wujiu's voice, his pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at Wang Fan.

When Wang Fan saw City Lord Qianshui looking at him, his face suddenly sank.

Could it be that these two people are transmitting sound, and Qianshuicheng will hand him over to Lu Wujiu?

Wang Fan had a very bad premonition in his heart.

If that were the case, then he would definitely die.

Wang Fan's heart sank to the bottom. It seemed that no matter what time he came, he really couldn't rely on others.

Relying on others is never as good as relying on yourself.

Wang Fan thought so in his heart, his face was extremely ugly.

However, he knew that he couldn't escape at all, and he didn't need to escape at all.

Because there is no effect at all.

Now his cultivation base is the Immortal Emperor, if he can escape from the Saint Emperor, then the Saint Emperor will not be a Saint Emperor.

Just as Wang Fan was nervous, City Lord Qianshui suddenly snorted and said, "Lu Wujiu, such a joke is not funny."

He didn't have a voice transmission, but directly spoke. After saying that, he led Wang Fan and his party into the holy city.