Super King of Soldiers in the City

In the cage-like battlefield, in just a short period of time, the battle has already entered the white-hot.

Countless cultivators have completely meleeed together, the dull sound of **** to the flesh, and the blood stumps that continue to splatter, all deeply stimulate everyone's attention.

At this moment, everyone has been red-eyed, and has begun to attack the surrounding enemies indiscriminately.

They have already inspired the most primitive blood, and there is only one word of killing in their minds, just to have the last laugh.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, his face was calm, and his heart was like still water.

But he still walked step by step towards those people.

Those who were in the middle of the battle and had their eyes red, did not notice Wang Fan's arrival.

They are still fighting desperately.

Even carrying two thousand times the gravity, it still looks extremely ferocious.

A cultivator who was fighting on the periphery noticed that Wang Fan was approaching. Suddenly, he turned around abruptly, slammed out a punch, and instantly hit Wang Fan.

Wang Fan didn't back away, his right hand just quickly reached out, grabbed his fist with a snap, and immediately pushed hard.

With a swoosh, the man was thrown out in an instant, and with a bang, he was poured to the ground.

There was a heavy sound on the ground of the cage, which was deafening, and the entire battlefield seemed to vibrate.

Wang Fan didn't say anything nonsense, and already killed the others like lightning.

Boom boom boom!

He swung his fists and kicks, and the power in his body rushed out fiercely, bombarding those opponents brazenly.

There is no killer, but it is also punching to the flesh.

In a dull sound, countless burly monks flew up one after another, and then fell heavily to the ground.

After they fell, their bodies began to wriggle and twist in pain, but they no longer had the strength to get up.

"kill him!"

"Hoohoho!"

"kill!"

This scene also attracted the attention of the other monks who were fighting meleely.

They almost stopped at the same time, and immediately turned to Wang Fan.

Those eyes were full of blood, violence, brutality, and bloodthirsty, but they were not afraid.

The next second, without any hesitation, they all killed Wang Fan.

Wang Fan still did not retreat, but looked at those people indifferently.

At this moment, the muscles on his body began to wriggle and tighten, and the strength in his body had been accumulated frantically.

In particular, the faintly violent bloodline showed signs of being unable to suppress it.

Wang Fan did not retreat, but quickly rushed into the crowd and fought with those people.

At this moment, he didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​retreating, and he kept going forward, just wanting to fight.

Wang Fan didn't even know that this was the negative effect of the violent factor of the blood in his body.

Under normal circumstances, he might be able to suppress it.

But now, under such a brutal scene, it is impossible to suppress.

Fortunately, he has Chaos Dao Mark and Chaos Sword, both of which can emit the purest breath, which can ensure that he does not lose his mind.

Otherwise, he is not thinking about fighting, but thinking about killing.

That's why, Wang Fan was thinking of letting those people fight each other and consume each other, and then he would finally appear.

But now, he came out uncontrollably and joined the melee directly.

To be precise, this is no longer a melee.

Instead, dozens of monks were attacking Wang Fan alone.

At this scene, even those watching the battle below were stunned.

Manghuang couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, and looked at the cage nervously.

However, having lost his spiritual power, he couldn't see Wang Fan at all.

Because Wang Fan has been overwhelmed by those monks, completely trapped in the encirclement.

The roar was still resounding, and the bang-bang sound was still incessant.

Although Wang Fan was attacked from all sides, he was still fearless.

He is like a **** of war. While protecting the vital points like a conditioned reflex, he is also attacking those people.

Every time he attacked, he was able to hit the key points with precision and knock the enemy flying out.

And all the opponents who are knocked out by him will completely lose their combat effectiveness and have no chance to get up again.

In the same way, under this siege, Wang Fan was also attacked by countless punches and kicks when he could not use his divine essence.

However, under those fist and foot attacks, although he also felt a lot of pain, he was not seriously injured at all.

His body refinement has reached the Divine Body Realm, and his fighting strength is naturally not bad.

The waitresses beside the princess were able to reach the thirty-fifth floor.

Although he can't adapt to the gravity here, and can't climb that high, but at this lowest level, those people can't hurt him.

Thought, under those blows, he felt that his fleshly body seemed to faintly begin to strengthen again.

But that kind of improvement is really too slow.

Obviously, the pressure is not enough, and the strength of these enemies is not enough.

Boom boom boom!

The explosion was still resounding, and Wang Fan was still dealing with those people.

Although he was surrounded and passive, a minute later, all the opponents who surrounded him were all knocked out and completely fell to the ground.

Wang Fan was still standing there proudly, his body as straight as a pine tree.

Although there seemed to be a few more wounds on his body, it was still difficult to hide the domineering aura on his body.

"So strong!"

"He, isn't he one of the two new boys? How can he be so powerful?"

"One person actually defeated dozens of people. This person is not simple. It seems that he will soon rise in the gravity tower."

Many of the body cultivators below who were waiting for the battle or simply watching the battle couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the only proud Wang Fan.

Especially those physique cultivators who had seen the two of them before, there was even more fear in their eyes.

Fortunately, Wang Fan didn't care about it before, otherwise it would be troublesome.

Seeing that Wang Fan was all right, Manghuang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He cracked his mouth, and then strode towards the registration position.

crunch.

The iron cage door slowly opened, the restriction disappeared, and Wang Fan walked out.

Without any hesitation, he went straight to the registration office on the second floor.

He didn't plan to rest, nor was it necessary, but planned to rush up.

Only in this way will it be possible for him to fully stimulate his potential and improve his cultivation.

the same moment.

Batian City.

Wang Batian stood in front of the window with a gloomy expression, and behind him, there were eighteen monks with equally powerful auras kneeling.

These cultivators are all strong men that he has personally cultivated over the years. Each of them has reached the late stage of the realm of the gods, and they are all characters who have experienced the experience of life and death in the asura field.

Each of them climbed out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and each of them had killed countless people in the same realm.

"This seat gives you one year, be sure to find out the whereabouts of Wang Fan!"