Super King of Soldiers in the City

The Chaos Sword in Wang Fan's hand danced, and the sword agitated everywhere.

A wave of horrible swords turned into the void, slashing on those disciples of Lianzong, and countless disciples of Lianzong fell instantly.

The cultivators below the second floor of the Great Emperor couldn't stop Wang Fan from a sword light. Under one sword, they were directly obliterated and fallen.

Although the emperor's third-tier cultivator was not killed by Jianguang, they were all already severely injured.

Only the cultivators of the fourth and fifth floors of the Great Emperor could barely resist Wang Fan's sword light.

The power of a sword is as terrifying as it is.

"What a powerful sword intent."

"This comprehension of swordsmanship, I am afraid that it has already been transcended and sanctified, right?"

"Brother Wang Fan is worthy of being Senior Brother Wang Fan, and he is worthy of being a demon who can kill Lianzong who can't do anything."

The cultivators of Sin City looked at this scene, shocked, but also excited.

What is Tianjiao?

What is an evildoer?

This is what it is.

Under one sword, no one can beat.

Jianguang can severely injure the monks of the same realm. If such a person can't be called Tianjiao evildoer, then what kind of talent is Tianjiao evildoer?

Compared to the shock of the cultivators in Sin City, the severely disabled cultivators in Hong Lian Mansion were equally shocked.

Rao is that their cultivation bases are not low, and at this time they all couldn't help but opened their mouths in a daze, and couldn't believe the scene before them.

They felt that they were a waste compared to Wang Fan, otherwise, they wouldn't be killed like this.

On the contrary, the few remaining monks above the third level of the Great Emperor in Lianzong were a little angry.

"Who are you who dare to provoke me to Lianzong, are you looking for death?"

"Asshole thing, the third floor of the mere emperor dares to slaughter my cultivator cultivator, you, including the family power behind you, will be destroyed."

An angry and threatening voice came from their mouths, and they were really going to explode.

Where did the Lengtouqing who killed them dare to slaughter their Lianzong disciples like this?

When Wang Fan heard the threats from the disciples of Lianzong, he was disdainful: "Lianzong? Isn't it amazing? What the emperor killed was Lianzong miscellaneous pieces, isn't it OK?"

"In a small area, Lianzong, what kind of thing, dare to threaten this emperor, I think your Lianzong wants to perish."

Wang Fan's voice fell, and the morale of the few Lianzong cultivators was horrible.

They were full of murderous intent, and their momentum exploded, and they wanted to kill Wang Fan desperately.

Just thinking of the strength that Wang Fan showed just now, but didn't dare to do it lightly.

With such strength, and they still couldn't figure out their identity, they didn't have the confidence to defeat Wang Fan.

"Haha, that is, a bunch of craps, you are going to be upset if you are not convinced, what is it?"

"That's right, disciple Lianzong, ah, it's just bullying and fearing hard stuff. When dealing with us, isn't it very arrogant, but now it is against Brother Wang."

"That's right, will Senior Brother Wang be afraid of you? It's not the first Lianzong choreographer to be killed."

When the cultivators in Sin City saw this scene, they laughed and ridiculed.

There are also a few unkind monks who are fanning the flames, wanting to conceal the identity of Wang Fan, so that Wang Fan can attract more firepower.

Wang Fan glanced at the monks who were fanning the flames, and with just one glance, the monks felt cold all over and almost turned around and ran away.

That look was too terrifying, and the pressure was too strong.

Fortunately, Wang Fan only glanced at them, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, but looked at the few cultivating monks.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go together, see if you can make a few swords for me."

There was a faint voice, and Wang Fan seemed very arrogant and domineering.

He is not very polite to people of refining sect.

The enmity between Lianzong and the Holy Palace was also the precedent of Lianzong's provocation, and the positions of the two sides were different, so he naturally had no pressure to kill these people.

"court death."

"The mere ants, dare to provoke us, go and die."

"Let's go together, kill this crap."

Those few Lianzong disciples were so provoked by Wang Fan, they were a little bit stunned.

They yelled, no longer having the face to shrink their heads, and desperately killed Wang Fan.

The fifth and sixth layers of the great emperor's breath bloomed, and the coercion was everywhere.

Some of the Sin City cultivators with lower cultivation bases turned pale with blood spurting from their mouths under the pressure. They frightened them quickly to stay away, which made them feel much better.

As several people sneered, the magic weapon was sacrificed one after another, and the roar sounded and killed Wang Fan.

A blade of light cut through the void, like a brilliant lightning, and it had already descended in front of Wang Fan in an instant.

This domineering knife seemed to be trying to cut Wang Fan in half.

Feeling the coercion, Wang Fan smiled disdainfully, waving the Chaos Sword in his hand at random.

Whoosh.

A sword light instantly ran across the sky, bombing on the sword light.

With just one blow, the blade light shattered instantly.

However, Jianmang continued to kill the fifth floor of the great emperor without losing its power.

The Great Emperor Fifth Floor looked terrified, and hurriedly backed away, but he was still a step late.

With a sneer, one of his arms was chopped off and was directly torn to pieces by the sword light.

"Weak, it's really too weak. Refining sect miscellaneous pieces, one generation is really inferior to one generation."

Wang Fan shook his head, commenting disdainfully, but he had already risen into the air and killed the other four people.

A killing mang tore through the void, and blasted towards Wang Fan. Wang Fan only flickered a few times before he easily dodged it.

The next moment, the Chaos Sword in his hand was swung again, another sword, and the person was instantly killed.

The fifth level of the great emperor, before Wang Fan, the third level of the great emperor, is not enough to see.

Even if it was the fifth level of Emperor Lianzong, even if it crossed two small realms, Wang Fan still easily killed the opponent in seconds.

Wang Fan didn't show any mercy when beheading that person. With a flash of figure, he had already arrived in front of the injured cultivator.

"no no!!!"

In the monk's horrified gaze, he only saw a flash of cold light in front of him, and then there was no more breath.

In this scene, those onlookers who watched, as well as the remaining three Lianzong disciples, were simply dizzy and couldn't believe it.

One-to-five, or in a short period of time, two great emperors were killed in the fifth floor?

When did the fifth floor of the Great Emperor become so weak and so worthless?

Are those two really the fifth floor of the Great Emperor?

However, Wang Fan ignored the shock of the people. He was full of sword intent, and his body cut through the void, like a flash of lightning, and killed the other three.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the wind blows and regenerates.

If he didn't do it, it would be fine. Since he has already done it, he will never let go of these disciples of Lianzong.

The three great emperors caught Wang Fan on the fifth floor and quickly propped up the shield of the gods, and at the same time began to retreat crazily.

It's just that they took a few steps back, bang bang bang, three dull sounds in a row.

They only vaguely saw a fist shadow flashing, and then the bulging Shen Yuan shield had cracked and then exploded.

Chi Chi Chi Chi.

The explosion of the Shenyuan shield made their faces pale in an instant, and they couldn't help but burst out blood.

However, before they flashed, the three sword lights had already killed them separately.

Fluttering.

Three sounds, blood splashing.

Two great emperors on the fifth floor and one great emperor on the sixth floor died desperately, unwillingly, and aggrieved.

Completely fall.

There was a dead silence in the audience.