Super King of Soldiers in the City

Xuan Jiu stared at Wang Fan with an extremely cold expression, as if he wanted to see Wang Fan's intentions clearly.

If eyes could kill, he would have killed Wang Fan thousands of times.

You said that you are a strong person who can destroy the eighth floor of the Yellow Realm God, what kind of clothes are you wearing here?

Are you embarrassed if you want my cultivation base to be suppressed on the first floor of Huang Jingshen?

Especially, seeing Wang Fan's expression is still extremely serious, his eyes are so clear and simple, Xuan Jiu is even more angry.

But now, should he agree?

After all, Wang Fan's combat power is strong, but his cultivation is only the peak of the Holy Emperor. This is a fact.

Wang Fan looked at Xuan Jiu without speaking, and just started waiting quietly.

He also snorted coldly in his heart, this kind of guy even wants to trick him, it's really a dream.

No matter what this Xuanjiu was for, he came to trouble him, and no matter who was standing behind this Xuanjiu, Wang Fan would never give him a good face.

Although there is not much difference between the first layer of Huangjingshen and the eighth layer of Huangjingshen, it's just that it is easier to crush the other party, so why not do it.

The scene fell into a stalemate, and the monks below also fell into silence.

They looked at Xuan Jiu on the battlefield, and their expressions gradually began to change.

"Why doesn't this guy agree, what is he worried about?"

"Yeah, it is the existence of cross-border killing enemies, and the cultivation base is suppressed at the level of Huang Jingshen. Is this too much?"

"Isn't this guy afraid?"

One after another, the sound of clamor couldn't help coming, and Xuan Jiu's complexion began to change again.

He is in the shrine, that is a man of the moment, that is a monster.

Now it is suspected in public, and this face is really a bit embarrassing.

He knew that he couldn't continue, so he nodded with gritted teeth: "Okay, I promise."

No way, no promise.

At the same time, he was also thinking in his mind, Mr. Tang, it's not that I don't want to help you, but this guy is too cunning and can't help.

He can only pray now that when Wang Fan makes his move, he will be able to strike lightly and defeat him with one move.

He would rather be given a chance than be tortured by blood.

Seeing Xuan Jiu agree, the beautiful woman immediately stepped aside and shouted at the same time:

"start."

Boom!

Almost as soon as the beautiful woman's voice fell, Wang Fan was like a cannonball.

That terrifying speed, Rao is Xuan Jiu, couldn't help but froze for a while.

At this sluggish moment, with a bang, Wang Fan had already punched him in the face.

The violent divine essence exploded on Xuan Jiu's face, and a cloud of blood instantly erupted.

Xuan Jiu's face was horrified, and he just planned to use that power to directly fly off the battlefield and end the battle.

Wang Fan suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his right arm, and then directly raised his leg.

Bang!

With another explosion, Wang Fan's knee slammed **** the bridge of Xuan Jiu's nose, and with a click, the bridge of Xuan Jiu's nose shattered.

Xuan Jiu was furious in his heart, and he could no longer care about suppressing his cultivation, but planned to explode directly.

But before he had time to completely release his cultivation, Wang Fan had already grabbed his head and slammed into the ground.

Bang.

bang.

With two explosions, the entire battlefield began to tremble.

Wang Fan had already sat down on Xuan Jiu's body, his fists were like raindrops, and bang bang bang banged on him, looking quite ferocious.

Xuan Jiu felt grief and anger in his heart, and he was about to vomit blood.

Even if you want to explode your cultivation base, you can't burst out.

He has finally realized now that even if he doesn't suppress his cultivation, he can't beat the **** in front of him, let alone suppressing his cultivation in the beginning.

He hates it so much, is this guy a monk, a holy emperor? There is such a crude and savage Holy Emperor?

The monks below also widened their eyes and were stunned.

Xuan Jiu, was defeated like this? Powerless to fight back?

The most ridiculous thing is, are the two people on the battlefield fighting? Is this still a battle between Saint Emperor monks? How does it feel to be similar to the fights and fights of those blind streamers among mortals.

"this······"

Seeing this scene, Jian Wu couldn't help wiping her forehead, feeling quite speechless.

Good guy, as expected of the evildoer on the Top 100 Saint Emperor List, this is really, too personal.

The beautiful woman also opened her rosy mouth wide, her beautiful eyes unblinking, black lines and cold sweat on her face.

Wang Fan just pressed Xuan Jiu for a full minute under the watchful eyes of the public, and finally stopped.

He cursed inwardly, asking you **** to target Lao Tzu? If you want to become famous with the help of Lao Tzu, you deserve it if you see that Lao Tzu can't beat you to death.

But on the surface, he said humbly: "I accept it."

Xuan Jiu got up in a daze, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, like a pig's head, it was really hard to bear to look at it again.

His injury is not serious, because Wang Fan did not make a heavy hand.

It's just that Wang Fan's blowing hammer hurt his heart a lot.

He Xuanjiu, when has he been beaten so badly? The most hateful thing is that he still can't shout to admit defeat. Even those skin injuries can't be recovered immediately.

Obviously, Wang Fan did this on purpose.

Xuan Jiu stared at the innocent Wang Fan, gritted his teeth, then turned his head away without saying a word.

He knew that it would not be long before he became the second Wu Lan.

No, he was even worse than Wu Lan.

In the crowd, Wu Lan was extremely angry when she saw this scene, and wished to kill Wang Fan.

This **** is so hateful and irritating.

He stared at Wang Fan so intently that he wanted to kill himself.

Wang Fan glanced at the crowd, and soon saw Wu Lan.

Looking at Wu Lan's expression, he couldn't help but move in his heart. Could it be that Xuan Jiu has something to do with this guy?

Although according to Jian Wu, Xuan Jiu is not a member of the Wu family, nor can he be a member of Wu Lan.

But who can say for sure?

After all, it was the first time for him to come to Huangtian Divine Institute, and there were not many people who offended him. Except for the snake, it was this Wu Lan.

Ba Shexiu is so weak, and he has come to apologize, is it necessary to do this again? What's more, he can't even invite someone like Xuan Jiu, right?

Therefore, after all the calculations, there is only Wu Lan.

As for the Wang family, Wang Fan didn't think about it, because Wang Huang knew his strength, and the eighth floor of Huangjingshen was simply a food delivery, which was completely meaningless.

While Wang Fan was thinking about this, the beautiful woman was already on the stage and announced, "Congratulations to Junior Brother Wang Fan, who has become a member of my shrine, and Huangtian shrine welcomes you to join us."

The voice fell, and the people below suddenly recovered from the previous silence and shock, and all looked at Wang Fan with envy.

You know, this is the first time the beautiful woman has said welcome words to the students.

However, they have nothing to say about it.

Who let people be the evildoers on the top 100 saint emperor list, and they are still powerful characters who can kill Xuanjiu in seconds.

When Wang Fan heard this, he hurriedly returned the salute with a smile: "Senior sister, you're welcome."