Super King of Soldiers in the City

In the trembling eyes of everyone, Wang Fan's soles slammed on Liu Yidao's chest.

At this moment, even Liu Yidao felt a biting chill.

With a loud bang, Liu Yidao only felt an extremely violent force rushing into his body. In an instant, in the sound of cracking bones, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and then he fell straight down.

His body fell from mid-air and fell heavily on the battle platform.

There was another loud bang, the battle platform trembled, and the hearts of the countless Sacred Palace disciples under the stage trembled.

Rage, it is too furious.

Wang Fan's violent power is simply invincible.

At this time, they couldn't help but remember again, what is the dome courtyard.

That is the only orthodox physical training place in the Holy Palace. It is said that the dean is a powerful physical training.

However, due to the fact that there are not many cultivators in the body refining, or in other words, not many people have a high level of body refining, so that not many people join the dome, and the dome will appear lonely.

But now? Wang Fan is so powerful that he defeated the evil willow of Qianyuan with a single shot with pure physical strength. What does it mean? Is the dome going to rise?

They watched the Liu Yidao, who fell on the battle platform and spurted blood constantly, but did not know whether he was alive or dead, and looked at the arrogant figure who stood proudly in the void and invincible.

Countless people are in shock and can't calm down for a long time.

Who would have thought that Qiongyuan disciple Wang Fan, who was regarded as a waste by them, had a cultivation level of only the third level of the Immortal Emperor, and in a short period of time, he would have defeated the two Tianjiao strongly.

In particular, Liu Yidao is a powerhouse on the seventh floor of the Immortal Emperor. His combat power is absolutely terrifying.

Even if it is a disciple of the Holy Palace, many immortal emperors exist on the ninth level, and they are not his opponents.

But now, he was defeated, lost to Wang Fan, whose cultivation level was four levels lower than him.

Wang Fan didn't care about the shock of the people. He slowly fell down and landed on the battle platform. Then he looked at Liu Yidao and said lightly:

"Where am I going, when do I need you to talk more? The words sneered and laughed at me. Now, is it cool?"

When Liu Yidao heard this, he could only feel a puff of silt pouring into his chest. The next second, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

He felt his face fierce and extremely humiliating.

If he loses to others, he can still bear it, but if he loses to Wang Fan, or defeats in the most rude way, he really can't wait to die.

Wang Fan was too lazy to pay attention to Liu Yidao, his gaze shifted away, looking under the battlefield, and looking at the previous people who had also mocked him.

If you haven't done it, it's fine. Now that you have chosen to do it, you have to step on it one by one.

Wang Fan is not a bully. If he dares to humiliate him, then be prepared to be humiliated.

Wang Fan's gaze swept over, and the previous few people who had humiliated Wang Fan couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts, and then bowed their heads.

At this moment, sorrow and regrets arose in their hearts.

It's really awkward, and it's okay to mock what this guy is doing?

Even Liu was defeated by Wang Fan, and they were naturally not Wang Fan's opponent.

Wang Fan ignored their expressions, smiled brightly, and planned to challenge.

However, before he had time to speak, a cold voice suddenly came out, and then a young man walked out.

"Don't you think you are a little too much?"

This person is dressed in a purple robe, with high-tethered hair, handsome and unremarkable.

He looked personable, but the look in Wang Fan's eyes was extremely indifferent.

"Zhao Qing, Brother Zhao!"

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhao to come too!"

"What is he going to do, do you want to help Liu?"

Seeing this person appear, shock and awe appeared in the eyes of many Sacred Palace disciples.

Zhao Qing, the evil disciple of Qianyuan, a powerful presence on the eighth floor of the Immortal Emperor.

Whether it is cultivation base or strength, he is extremely strong among the disciples of the Holy Palace Immortal Emperor.

The most terrifying thing is that he is a powerful existence who has ever been on the list of Emperors of the Holy Palace.

Although he was beaten down in just one month, his ability to be on the Sacred Palace Emperor Ranking for one month was enough to show his strength.

Wang Fan turned his head and looked at Zhao Qing, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Who are you?" The voice was flat, without the slightest wave, as if Zhao Qing was not in his eyes at all.

"Qianyuan, Zhao Qing." Zhao Qing said lightly.

Wang Fan smiled, "Too much? Where did I go too far? He is on the seventh floor of the Immortal Emperor, and I am on the third floor of the Immortal Emperor. I defeated him, what is too much?"

When Zhao Qing heard the words, his tone was choked and there was nothing to say for a while.

Because, only now did he notice that Wang Fan's cultivation base seemed to have only the third level of Immortal Emperor.

Before, he just saw someone fighting here, so he came to join in the fun.

When he saw that the defeated person was the Liu Yidao of his ward, and he was miserably abused, he said in a cold voice.

He really didn't pay attention to Wang Fan's cultivation.

Now that Wang Fan's cultivation base was only on the third level of the Immortal Emperor, he was suddenly embarrassed, his face gloomy and terrifying.

Wang Fan continued to laugh, "I entered the temple before, and this guy ridiculed him. I challenged him, shouldn't it be too much?"

Zhao Qing's face was dark, and he didn't say a word, but his eyes were staring at Wang Fan.

Wang Fan ignored him and spoke unceremoniously: "If you see me upset and plan to stand up for him, even if you come up, I will accept your challenge."

"Maybe your brother Zhao is magnanimous, and you won't be angry if you are pointed at your nose and scolded for waste, but I am not a tortoise, I can't stand it."

Wang Fan's language is vulgar, but it makes sense.

For a while, Zhao Qing didn't even know what to say.

When the other disciples saw this scene, they also looked astonished and speechless.

This holy palace newcomer, Qiongyuan disciple, is really different.

He, is this provoking Zhao Qing?

Thinking of this, everyone unexpectedly looked forward to a battle between Zhao Qing and Wang Fan.

Wang Fan was so strong that he defeated Liu Yidao on the seventh floor of the Immortal Emperor. He didn't know if he could defeat Zhao Qing strongly.

If Wang Fan could defeat Zhao Qing, it would really be against the sky.

Zhao Qing stared at Wang Fan, his eyes flickered, and his heart was murderous.

This is the first time that he has been provoked in public by an immortal emperor's third floor.

But, can he go up to fight Wang Fan?

If he fights, isn't he telling others that he can't afford to lose?

What's more, his immortal emperor's ninth floor, Wang Fan's immortal emperor's third floor, if he fights, is this too bullying?

Winning, there is nothing to be proud of, after all, the cultivation base is there. But once you lose, it will be ashamed.

When Wang Fan saw Zhao Qing not speaking, he sneered and didn't bother to pay attention. He once again looked at the previous people who mocked him and said: "A few, come up together."

When the voice fell, the faces of the monks were all dark.

Huh huh!

At the same time, countless eyes fell on them, which made them feel extremely ashamed.

"I, I admit defeat, and I apologize for the disrespect to you earlier."

One of the monks plucked up the courage to raise his head, quickly said a word, then turned and left.