Super King of Soldiers in the City

Wang Fan curled his lips: "Do you think I am willing to do that? Isn't this too tired to stand? Besides, I can't really blame me, you also know my strength."

"The previous peak of the great emperor, I was able to beat him to death with one punch. It took more than ten knives to defeat him, which is already the limit."

Wang Fan was also very speechless, what he said was true.

For example, the former peak of the great emperor, if he wants to, can really kill with one punch.

Upon hearing this, Yao Ling'er didn't bother to continue talking.

Looking at Yao Ling'er, Wang Fan was also a little depressed.

You all dislike me for being too high-profile, why didn't you persuade me not to sit here, but instead followed?

Really, duplicity.

The battle is still going on, and in a blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

For half a month, Wang Fan fought again for eight games, winning all eight games.

At this moment, countless cultivators who participated in the selection have already overcome all obstacles and come to the final stage.

Now there are only a hundred people left.

Among these hundred people, Wang Fan is undoubtedly the biggest dark horse.

Who makes others the late emperor, even the holy emperor, only he is the fifth emperor.

The fifth floor of the emperor was able to reach the top 100 among millions or even tens of millions of monks. I have to say that this is a miracle.

Even in the history of Ningfu, there has never been a miracle.

Wang Fan glanced at the hundred people who broke through and found that there were at least seventy or eighty great emperor peaks, and more than a dozen saint emperor powerhouses.

"Hey, at first glance, it was the monk who came up with drugs. It doesn't seem to be useful." Wang Fan muttered in a low voice. Yao Linger's face turned black when he heard this.

With a swish, she was a distance away from Wang Fan in an instant, fearing that others would know how she knew Wang Fan.

Seeing that there was no response from the surrounding cultivators, he transmitted the voice: "You can relax a little bit, don't you be afraid of being beaten to death if you talk like this?"

Wang Fan laughed, and stopped talking.

"Congratulations, everyone, for successfully breaking into the top 100. Next, take a three-day break, and after three days, go to the top ten battle."

"If you are willing, you can also live in my Ningfu for these three days. If you need a pill or healing medicine, as long as my Ning family can get it, you will never be stingy."

Patriarch Ning, the eldest son of Grandpa Ning, Ning Chuan, looked at Wang Fan and other hundreds of people, and said.

At this point, next, it must be a complete victory.

Moreover, after only more than a month of fighting, everyone was tired and nervous, and needed to relax.

And through this rest and recuperation time, the Ning family can also recruit some people.

After all, these hundred people, only ten people will eventually be sent to the domain master's mansion for selection, and there is a high probability that they will not be selected.

In this way, it is still necessary to win over the strong and absorb fresh blood.

Hundreds of people naturally did not have any opinions when they heard what the Ning Patriarch said, so they clasped their fists and thanked them all.

After disbanding the crowd, Ning Chuan personally took Wang Fan and a hundred people into Ning Mansion.

As for Yao Ling'er, that naturally followed.

In fact, not only Wang Fan, but many monks also brought apprentices or Taoists.

As long as there are not many people, Ningfu will naturally not say anything.

The three-day period is not long or short, and it is not worth leaving.

Therefore, none of the hundred monks left alone, and all entered Ningfu.

Only then did Wang Fan know that the place where Bidou was just outside the Ning Mansion, equivalent to a secular doorway.

The real Ningfu is inside.

Surrounded by powerful formations, the construction is magnificent.

Wang Fan just wanted to say that this is the real big dog family.

Moreover, this is enough to explain how rich and developed China is.

You know, this is the barrenest and weakest wasteland among the nine regions of China.

The Ning family is only a third-rate family in the wasteland.

And these third-rate power families are countless times more magnificent and powerful than the Holy Palace, which shows the horror of this Shenzhou.

A group of hundreds of people, led by Ning Chuan, quickly entered a magnificent hall.

In the hall, more than a dozen tables have been set up, and the tables are already covered with all kinds of food and wine that contain spiritual essence.

At the level of Wang Fan and the others, even though they had already been able to fasten their cultivation, they could not die even if they didn't need to eat. Delicious appetite, should have it or have it.

"Ling'er, sit down, sit down." Wang Fan found one of the positions, and regardless of the others, he directly called to Yao Ling'er to sit down.

Other monks might still have conversations in small groups, but Wang Fan did not.

It's not that he is cold, he is really not in the mood.

Yao Ling'er saw Wang Fan's behavior, her pretty face blushed, but she still sat down.

Soon, the banquet opened.

The head of the Ning family, the second and third Ning family, and even the old man Ning are here.

Not only that, but also a few young and beautiful female nuns.

Of course, Wang Fan is not very sure whether he is young or not, but he is absolutely beautiful.

Those beautiful women are not servants of maids, but are descendants of the Ning family, and there is no Taoist companion until now.

Ning's family asked them to come out, obviously also wanting to see if there is any match between them.

If you can marry these geniuses, the relationship between the two parties will be stronger.

This is also a way for large families to win over geniuses.

Wang Fan originally thought that with his handsome appearance, there would definitely be a daughter of the Ning family who came to him, although he was not interested.

But soon, he realized that he was wrong, and he was still wrong.

Among those women, none of them came to Wang Fan's side, let alone communicate.

"Hey, Mengcheng, the Pearl City, really has eyes but no beads." Wang Fan sneered, and he didn't care about it, and began to talk to Yao Ling'er about the wine, singing to the wine.

After drinking for three rounds, Mrs. Ning finally spoke and said his purpose of recruiting talents.

After speaking, he left the beautiful daughters of the Ning family and left.

Not only him, even Patriarch Ning and several senior powerhouses have also left.

Obviously left the scene to these monks.

As soon as the big man left, the cultivators immediately let go.

Wang Fan obviously discovered that some monks, even with some Ning family daughters, started talking and laughing intimately.

He didn't bother to pay attention, and continued to call Yao Linger to eat.

Speaking of it, he hasn't eaten a big fish for a long time.

This makes him a little missed.

In Yao Ling'er, even though Yao Ling'er had cooked many meals, it was not so rich.

"Hey, it's still delicious from Ling'er. These meals are flashy and not delicious at all." Wang Fan sighed.

Yao Ling'er's face turned dark, and the cultivators nearby glanced at Wang Fan, but didn't care.

They could see that Wang Fan was begging Yao Ling'er for his favor.

If Wang Fan knew what they thought, he would definitely rant and talk nonsense.

He was just words from the bottom of his heart, where does it mean to please?

But the people around Wang Fan didn't care about it, but someone cares about it.

I saw a daughter of the Ning family frowning slightly. The next moment, the monk next to her had his eyes on Wang Fan, and said unhappy:

"What do you mean? I don't think Ning Mansion has served well? If so, then get out. Ning Mansion didn't say that it must entertain you!"