Super King of Soldiers in the City

Wang Fan really suspected that he was fooled by the great monk Huihai.

This guy looked like he was talking about him, and he didn't know if what he said was true or not.

Of course, when Wang Fan cultivated to his current level, he was also sensitive to danger.

The reason why he was so vigilant was not entirely because of the words of the great monk, but because he also felt inexplicable danger.

Yao Ling'er glanced at Wang Fan, and nodded in a genuine manner: "I think it should have been fooled too. The monk is not a good thing at first sight."

Wang Fan opened his mouth wide, this Xiao Nizi has failed to learn.

At this moment, swooshing, a sound of breaking the wind sounded, and then Wang Fan saw a group of monks shrouded in the mist appearing outside the inn.

These people's concealment exercises are very good, standing there, if it is vague, if it is not for Wang Fan, he has been paying close attention to the surroundings of the inn, I am afraid it is not easy to notice.

"Hands, a quick fight, and after beheading Wang Fan, immediately evacuate."

One of the cultivators exudes a terrifying aura, whispering a voice, and in the next second it has disappeared into the void and disappeared.

The rest of the people are like this, all disappeared in place and entered the inn.

"Eight holy emperors, twelve great emperors at the pinnacle, it is really a big hand, this is to kill me."

Wang Fan watched this scene coldly, feeling the other side's cultivation, and his heart trembled.

If this lineup cooperates well and kills him in battle, even if he has the strength to compete with the strongest in the Saint Emperor Ranking, he will probably die.

"Om!"

At the same time, an ear-piercing sound rang, and an array alarm came from the inn.

"who is it!"

"Someone broke into the inn, everyone is on guard."

"court death!"

A series of noisy sounds came out, and in the next second, the inn shopkeeper, old grandfather Ning, and Ning Chuan brought out the Tianjiao and the inn monks and killed them.

Ning Chuan was very angry. He didn't expect that someone would come to the inn to kill Wang Fan.

What a courage.

Such behavior simply did not take the Domain Lord's Mansion into consideration.

Old Lady Ning was also angry, exuding a terrifying aura, but he had just thought that a powerful aura had already locked him down.

Grandpa Ning's body screamed wildly, the Dao's will suddenly crushed over, and there was a bang, and an explosion came out of the void.

Then, he was taken directly into the void by his opponent and disappeared in place.

Ning Chuan, the treasurer of the inn, and several strong inn, all were brought into the void space to fight by the strong in secret.

Obviously, the other party had planned this and had already counted them in it.

In a short period of time, there was no more Saint Emperor in the inn, Wang Fan's side, even the Saint Emperor Peak did not exist, all had been taken away.

Those monks who broke in were not affected at all, went through the bans and went straight to the wing where Wang Fan was.

In a short time, they have appeared outside the wing.

Several of them quickly formed a formation and surrounded Wang Fan, while the leading Saint emperors broke in directly and smashed in.

A bang came out, the wing room restriction was smashed, and the sage emperors also rushed into the wing room.

But when they saw the situation inside, they were all dumbfounded.

not here!

"Wang Fan is not here, look elsewhere."

The head of the emperor's complexion changed, and he quickly transmitted his voice, his mental power instantly broke through the surrounding banisters, and went in to check. But there was no trace of Wang Fan at all.

For a while, he was dumbfounded, and also a little dumbfounded.

People?

Having made such a big battle and entered the inn, didn't even see Wang Fan's figure?

"Brother, are you looking for me?"

Just when he was shocked, a erratic voice suddenly came from above his head, his face changed, and his head subconsciously raised.

With a bang, the divine sword in Wang Fan's hand raised a dazzling brilliance, and it was cut straight towards his head.

Excalibur fifth style!

The sharp sword light pierced the sky, and the holy emperor's pinnacle was desperate.

If he had been prepared, this blow would not affect him in the slightest.

But without precautions, it would be difficult for him to resist this blow.

The power of the Divine Sword itself, coupled with the power of the Divine Sword's fifth style, and Wang Fan's long-standing power, how can he resist it in a hurry.

He forcibly expanded his defenses and wanted to retreat, but his defenses hadn't fully formed yet, and his momentum hadn't reached the peak before he had been slashed by the Divine Sword.

With a snort, the whole person was swept away by the Excalibur and turned into shreds.

"Kill me? Since I'm here, don't leave."

Wang Fan sneered, without even looking at the peak of the holy emperor, he had already killed the others.

At this time, the rest of the people's reaction was extremely fast, they had already completed the formation quickly, and the formation was still two strong men of the late Saint Emperor.

Wang Fan slashed down with a sword, roaring endlessly, but he couldn't break the formation defense at all.

On the contrary, the combined attack of those people made Wang Fan a little embarrassed and couldn't help backing back again and again.

The cultivator is already very defying the sky, and if it is combined with the battle formation, the power will be even more terrifying. It is not a simple one plus one at all.

Wang Fan slashed down with two swords, but failed to kill the enemy, and he was a little annoyed.

The divine essence in his body kept roaring, and the divine sword in his hand kept cutting down.

Four Excalibur!

Excalibur fifth style!

Sixth Excalibur! !

Going down with the Three Swords, those few Saint Emperor late-stage powerhouses were better, but those Great Emperor Peak cultivators were somewhat unable to support them.

This power is really terrible.

After the three swords came down, the shocked their souls were a little unstable, their faces were pale, and the corners of their mouths overflowed with bloodshot eyes.

Watching this scene, Wang Fan's eyes twitched slightly, as he planned to use the seventh form of the Excalibur.

But after thinking about it, forget it.

The seventh type of the Excalibur consumes too much, if he cuts it down, he can kill these people, but he will probably fall into a period of weakness.

At that time, once a strong person comes to kill, he will be in danger.

Despite this, Wang Fan didn't stop attacking, but constantly displayed the third form of the Excalibur, shaking those people.

The rumbling sound continued to be heard, and Wang Fan swelled up and did not give the enemy a chance to breathe.

Finally, after a few more swords, two of the great emperors finally couldn't hold on, and spouted a mouthful of blood with a snort.

The malaise of the two instantly caused loopholes in the joint attack formation.

Wang Fan's eyes lit up, and instead of focusing on the two, he quickly cut out with a sword.

With a chuckle, an emperor's pinnacle that was close to the two of them died instantly.

The two people next to him are weak, and he is so close, the pressure he bears increases accordingly.

It was already difficult to support. In this case, the pressure was even more multiplied. Not to mention that Wang Fan gave him a sword, even if it was just a straw, it could crush him.

Wang Fan killed that person, repeated the same technique, and then killed the others.

Flutter!

A series of voices sounded, and soon, four or five great emperors died at the pinnacle.

In Wang Fan's hands, these people were like weak chickens, one sword at a time, no effort at all.