Super King of Soldiers in the City

This person is wearing Tsing Yi and holding a snow-white long sword.

He stood there, the whole person was like a sword, extremely sharp.

The powerful aura of the eighth layer of the Saint Emperor swept across, extremely terrifying.

Wang Fan looked at this person, but couldn't help being surprised, and instantly became vigilant.

The dangerous feeling that this person gave him was not much weaker than that of Mo Gao on the Saint Emperor's list. He was obviously a best rival.

But Wang Fan didn't know why he encountered such a strong enemy here.

Although such a chance is not uncommon, Wang Fan still feels a bit too coincidental.

"Who are you to come here to deal with this emperor?"

Wang Fan looked at each other and asked in a low voice.

He didn't hide his voice at all, and everyone heard clearly.

When the swordsman in Tsing Yi heard what Wang Fan said, he did not hide it, smiled slightly, and said: "You are right, this saint is naturally here for you."

"You have seen a few battles with this sage. Although they are very strong, they are still a little different from this sage. If you don't want to die without a corpse, you can mow yourself, and this sage will give you a chance to have a corpse."

boom!

As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience fryed the pot.

What an arrogant guy, he dared to speak so wildly on the battlefield.

At first, people thought that Wang Fan was already crazy and didn't put anyone in their eyes.

But it never occurred to him that an even more frenzied one would come out.

Wang Fan smiled: "Really? What if I say no?"

The swordsman in Tsing Yi smiled slightly and did not speak, but the next second, Wang Fan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly disappeared in place.

Almost the moment he disappeared, with a sneer, a ray of sword light had appeared in his previous position, directly piercing the void.

It was because Wang Fan reacted fast enough that a piece of clothing still fell off, it was cut off.

"What a fast sword."

The spectators were shocked.

Even the elders of the Domain Lord's Mansion sitting high, their sights were all over here.

The golden-armored monk couldn't help but condensed his eyebrows slightly.

He felt a familiar breath from the swordsman in Tsing Yi.

"This is, what do they want to do?"

Only in an instant, the Golden Armored Brother's complexion changed.

This Sword Saint in Tsing Yi came out from that place unexpectedly.

He came here not far away for the purpose, is it just for Wang Fan?

But a little Wang Fan, even if his talent is evil, after all he hasn't grown up yet, he won't be worried by that force, right?

He thought to himself, anger also appeared in his heart.

It's just that the battle has already begun, and as a contestant, Sword Saint Tsing Yi is fighting Wang Fan fairly on the battlefield. This is within the rules, and he can't stop it at all.

The golden-armored brother solemnly looked at Wang Fan's battle platform, grabbed the communication beads, and quickly sent out a message.

This kind of thing, he must notify the domain owner.

On the battle platform, Wang Fan didn't have the heart to think so much. The emperor's aura shook the void in his body, and the gods ran away in his body.

The God Refining Art was running wildly, every inch of cells and muscles in his body began to squirm, mobilizing all strength with all his strength.

Facing this swordsman in Tsing Yi, Wang Fan didn't dare to be careless or underestimated. This person was definitely a strong enemy, and the other party had already said very clearly that he was here to kill him.

In this case, he can only explode with all his strength and respond with all his strength until the opponent's position is beheaded.

Tsing Yi Juggernaut looked at Wang Fan with disdain in his eyes.

He was surrounded by a layer of colorful glow, and countless dazzling stegosaurus hovered around him, extremely mysterious.

He was holding a divine sword, and one sword sword kept cutting out. With each sword cut out, a sword dragon would penetrate the void and head towards Wang Fan.

Not only is the speed extremely fast, but the power is extremely terrifying.

Under the bombardment of those stegosaurus, the void trembled.

Wang Fanyu was roaring again and again, he had already sacrificed a divine sword and started a confrontation with the opponent.

The spirit and energy are completely restrained, completely integrated, and cut out with one sword after another, which is equally astonishing and terrifying.

The power of the divine sword, coupled with the blessing of Wang Fan's own divine power, and his understanding of swordsmanship.

It can be said that at this moment, Wang Fan is really going all out.

Even if he fought Mo Gao that day, he didn't try his best like crazy.

But despite this, when the two sword lights collided, Wang Fan's stegosaurus was continuously being destroyed and bursting apart.

Destroyed.

It's not that his kendo comprehension is inferior to the opponent, but his cultivation realm is inferior to the opponent.

If compared with ordinary monks, or ordinary geniuses, even if Wang Fan's cultivation is not enough, he can still use other means to make up for it.

Even if his cultivation level is not enough, the Shen Yuan in his dantian is not necessarily weaker than those people.

But if compared with the real Tianjiao, such as the ancient Tianjiao, such as the person in front of him, the realm advantage is too great.

Not to mention that the cultivation base is so much higher than him, even if it is only a little higher, it is a huge advantage.

"Give up, you are not my opponent, let alone you, even the top fifty of the sacred emperor of the wasteland, this emperor will not look at it."

Tsing Yi Sword Saint looked indifferent, but the shot was extremely quick.

There was pride, disdain, and irony in his eyes.

Wang Fan is very good, very enchanting.

In terms of potential, he may not be as good as Wang Fan.

But Wang Fan's cultivation base was too weak, at least too weak now, he hadn't paid attention to it yet.

Wang Fan didn't speak at all, just a one-sword sweep and one attack.

At this moment, all his attention, all his mind, were put on the battle, and his heart was not distracted.

Sword repair sword repair, only pure, similar to the red sleeves, can truly go to the invincible kendo.

Although Wang Fan was powerful in combat and had a good understanding of kendo, it was still not pure.

Because he is not a pure sword repair, and even with trivial matters, he can't be truly thoughtless.

But at this moment, under pressure, Wang Fan did it.

Because if he doesn't treat this battle wholeheartedly and mindlessly, he is likely to die.

As for the eight forms of the Excalibur, Wang Fan can use it.

It's just that he didn't want to rely on the Eighth Excalibur every time he confronted the enemy, so that he seemed too incompetent, and his attack methods were too monotonous.

In this way, Wang Fan entered a wonderful epiphany, with no distractions and pure swordsmanship.

At the same time, his understanding of kendo deepened again.

Not only that, the speed of his sword is not only increasing in power, but the speed is also increasing.

In this way, gradually, Wang Fan unexpectedly got back from the disadvantage, and there was a trend of counter-repression.

"The sword heart is clear?" Sword Saint Tsing Yi felt this scene, but was completely shocked.

Wang Fan was able to enter the clear epiphany of Jianxin during the battle. How could this be possible?

You know, even he has never entered this kind of sentiment.

Not to mention him, even if it was his sword-civilized sect, those enchanting Tianjiao standing at the top, there are not many who have truly entered the clear sword heart.

Tsing Yi Juggernaut was shocked, his eyes were full of incredible.

At the moment he lost his senses, with a sneer, Wang Fan's divine sword tore through the layers of defense around him, leaving a sword mark on his chest.