Super King of Soldiers in the City

furious!

It's too rampant!

Seeing Wang Fan's smiling face, everyone was speechless.

The people of Qianyuan and Jianyuan were angry in their eyes.

Qianyuan and Jianyuan are the strongest two houses in the holy palace. On weekdays, they challenge the disciples of other institutes, and the disciples of other institutes are all sincere and fearful.

But now, Wang Fan is so casual, even disdainful?

How arrogant?

Gu Feiyang's eyes looking at Wang Fan were also extremely cold, but instead of sending out the strong first, he looked at Xiao Chushan and asked, "Are you coming first, or us?"

Xiao Chushan glanced at Gu Feiyang, and said lightly, "I heard that he is also a sword repairman. If that's the case, let the people of my sword academy take action."

"I want him to know that in the holy palace, sword repair, only my sword school is orthodox. And he is not worthy to use a sword."

Xiao Chusheng's domineering voice fell, then his eyes turned to the person behind him, and he said: "Tuo Baqing, you go!"

"Yes, Brother Xiao." Tuoba Qing nodded, and then walked out of the crowd.

He was dressed in a white robe, which moved with the wind, and his robe was fluttering.

Behind him, there is a long sword on his back, handsome, but powerful.

When the people around saw Tuobaqing coming out, they couldn't help but gasp.

This is an extremely outstanding disciple of the Sword Academy, extremely powerful.

He is different from Yunyang. The disciples of the Palace of All Saints have only heard of Yunyang's reputation, but few have seen it.

However, this Tuoba Qing, his fame, that is all made out.

He has one sword and one sword. He doesn't know how many Sacred Palace Tianjiao he has defeated, or how many outside enemies he has killed. He is absolutely terrifying.

"Tuobaqing? If he takes the shot, it should be stable."

"Hmph, that Wang Fan, he will be defeated if he is arrogant for a while."

"He should be fortunate that he is a disciple of the Holy Palace, so even if he loses, he can still have a small life."

Many Sacred Palace disciples saw Tuobaqing walking out and looking at Wang Fan on the battle platform, their eyes became disdainful.

Qiongyuan, that is the weakest courtyard of the Holy Palace, and Qiongyuan disciples are also the most useless.

In their hearts, such a person should not be outstanding, should not be dazzling, and should not compete with other four houses.

When Wang Fan heard the comments below, his eyes were calm and there was no slight fluctuation.

Because he knows that no matter how much he says, it doesn't make any sense. Only with strength can these people shut up.

In the hot and expectant eyes of everyone, Tuoba Qing soon came to the battle platform with a long sword on his back.

His eyes swept over Wang Fan, and he was quite disdainful: "Are you ready to die?"

The words are frivolous, as if they are not talking to the opponent at all, but to the ants.

It seemed that Wang Fan was just an ant in his eyes, he could pinch to death at will.

When Wang Fan saw the arrogant Tuobaqing, he couldn't help but smiled, and said lightly: "This is a good question. I also want to ask you, are you ready to die?"

Confrontation.

The disciples of the Holy Palace below all seemed to feel the smell of gunpowder in the air.

Uncontrollably, they became even more excited and excited.

This guy, at this time, dare to pretend to be there, and dare to provoke Tuoba Qing with words, he will soon pay the price.

Tuoba Qing's face also became gloomy, he glanced at Wang Fan coldly, and took a step forward.

boom!

In just one step, his whole person seems to have become a sword.

In the surrounding air, countless sword intents rolled madly around him, and soon, his whole body was enveloped by endless sword intent.

The violent sword intent shook the void, so that the Sacred Palace disciples who watched the battle couldn't help but tremble.

Tuobaqing is worthy of being the Tianjiao of the Sword Academy, worthy of the evildoer of the Sword Academy. He hasn't made a move yet, and his aura is already so strong. If he makes a move, how much is it?

"die!"

Tuoba Qing didn't talk nonsense either, he roared out a word, and immediately stretched out his right index finger, towards Wang Fan a little bit.

"Whoo!"

In an instant, countless sword intents surrounded him, as if they were being drawn, they left his body directly and moved towards Wang Fan. Mighty and mighty.

Wang Fan watched this scene, but stood there motionless, as if he was disdainful and frightened.

The disciples of the Holy Palace below saw this scene, and they couldn't help but froze.

"Are you scared?"

"Trash is trash. I don't even know how to avoid it. It's worthy of the dome out of the courtyard."

"Fool, hide, hide."

Countless people roared with irony and disdain.

Although they wanted to see Wang Fan being abused, they didn't want to see Wang Fan being killed in seconds.

They waited all morning, if Wang Fan was killed by a single sword, it would be too boring.

In the palpitating and shocking eyes of everyone, the endless and terrifying sword intent quickly approached Wang Fan's body.

However, Wang Fan remained unmoved.

Just when those sword intents were about to tear them apart, Wang Fan moved violently.

boom!

A torrent of weather swept across, and violent force burst from his body.

The Sacred Palace disciples in the audience didn't even see Wang Fan's move, they only heard a burst of blasts. Then, the sword intent that enveloped Wang Fan's body completely collapsed and shattered.

However, this is not the end.

Almost at the moment when the sword intent was shattered, I saw Wang Fan's soles step on the ground, the ground roared violently, and countless cracks spread wildly.

At the same time, Wang Fan rushed towards Yunyang like a cannonball.

Standing like loose, walking like wind, the speed is fast to the extreme.

Tuoba Qing felt this scene, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.

"wind!"

"sword!"

He suddenly uttered two words, and the wind elemental energy around his body condensed in an instant, and then, endless sword intent swept in, seeming to take him away.

However, his speed is still slow.

Because at this moment, Wang Fan had already descended in front of him, and the violent fist wrapped in the gods slammed at him.

"Kakka!"

With a series of explosions, Tuoba Qing's surrounding sword intent was shattered and shattered under Wang Fan's punch, turning into light spots and dissipating.

In the next second, Wang Fan's iron fist had already hit his chest.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and everyone's hearts trembled.

"what!"

Tuoba Qing only felt a wave of violence pouring into his body. The next second, he flew upside down, blood spurting out of his mouth.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise, and Tuoba Qing's body slammed on the battle platform, spouting several mouthfuls of blood again, and then fell down.

His face was pale, his eyes were dim, and he was a little skeptical of life.

He, Tuoba Qing, was defeated unexpectedly, and he was still beaten in seconds.

How can this be?

Everyone in the audience couldn't stop the heart trembling, and the heart couldn't help beating frantically.

fear!

It's horrible!

Moreover, this punch still hit Tuobaqing's chest. If he hit his dantian, he was afraid he would have died long ago.

Vulnerable.

Wang Fan walked to Tuoba Qing, looked down at him, and smiled slightly: "With this strength, you want to kill me?"

When the words fell, he directly raised his foot and kicked it off the battle platform.

Below, Xiao Chushan watched this scene, his face was as ugly as he was, and it was extremely gloomy.