Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Whisper.

The night wind blew, and there was an endless chill.

Wang Fan looked at Voldemort, who was madly hit, felt the unparalleled momentum of the other party, and his eyes could not help squinting.

His mind has been fully invested in Voldemort, and the whole person has completely calmed down, like a pool of backwaters.

At this moment, his entire eyes and the whole world seemed to have only Voldemort left.

The Shadow Knife is Wang Fan's trick and the last killer Wang Fan used to deal with Voldemort. He couldn't help but devote all his energy.

If you don't need a shadow knife, it's really difficult for Wang Fan to kill Voldemort with less than 50% of his fighting power at this time. Even if he can be killed in the end, he will be injured and hurt, not conducive to the following situation.

Voldemort looked at Wang Fan's calm eyes and suddenly felt a dangerous feeling in his heart.

He always felt that Wang Fan was like a dormant wolf at this time, and he would jump and bite his neck at any time, giving him a fatal blow.

It's just that Wang Fan's wounded appearance, but he didn't make a fake, and Voldemort couldn't think of it. Wang Fan still has some strength to make a comeback.

The thought flashed in his mind, and soon he was rejected by Voldemort. He wanted to kill Wang Fan by his strength, to prevent future troubles.

Hesitating at this time will only do harm to himself.

Abandoning the dangerous thoughts, in a blink of an eye, Voldemort was close to Wang Fan again, and the violent momentum spewed out. The next moment, he will hit Wang Fan.

In the same way, Wang Fan is also ready to shoot. He is ninety-nine sure that he can kill Voldemort in one fell swoop, but only after Voldemort is killed will his combat effectiveness decline again.

At the moment when Wang Fan was about to make a sword and start a thunder blow, his face suddenly changed.

The fourth person appeared in secret, and the fourth person rushed out crazy.

Wang Fan tried everything, but he didn't even count that he actually killed a man in this situation.

He was so terrified in his heart that he gave up the knife to kill Voldemort in an instant, but fled to the side and dodged away.

In this case, if he uses the Shadow Sword to kill Voldemort, even if Voldemort is killed, the other party will take advantage of his weakness to kill him, not worth the loss.

Wang Fan sighed inwardly that being injured was really not a good thing. He was not as sensitive as the peak period with consciousness. He was ambushing in secret, and he didn't even realize it.

Of course, the opponent can be quietly killed, not to be aware of it, is enough to prove the strength of the opponent.

Voldemort saw Wang Fan flashing away, slightly stunned. As he wondered why Wang Fan flashed away, a dark shadow rushed out of the darkness.

The black shadow was wrapped in the black clothes, and a black hood was still on his face. Under the darkness of night, it seemed like a ghost.

She was like a cheetah, rushed to Voldemort in a flash, her right leg lifted up, and she slammed out.

Bang

A low bang, Voldemort was vigorously blasted back a few steps, the man in black was even more direct, and was directly reversed for several meters, and a beautiful backturn in the air before landing safely.

Wang Fan looked at the man in black and was a little stunned.

Who is this person and why should he save himself?

He did not expect that the target of the man in black was not him, but Voldemort.

After Lord Voldemort stabilized his body, his face was somber. "I'm looking for something to die. It seems that Voldemort has not been out for many years. No one knows my existence. Even you, such a shameless thing, dare to play with me Sneak attack. "

Voldemort stared at the man in black coldly, and he was so imposing and murderous.

First, Wang Fan, who bluffed his authority, now is such a man in black, coming over to attack him.

This made Voldemort's heart hold a fire, he would kill a thousand miles.

The man in black ignored Voldemort, but looked at Wang Fan. His clear eyes flashed decisively, "Wang Xiao, go quickly, I'll come to the palace!"

Wang Fan listened to the decisive voice of the man in black, his heart trembling, his pupils suddenly condensed!

is her?

Wang Fan never thought that this woman would be killed at this time.

Listening to her voice, she not only recognized herself, but also shook Lord Voldemort's character for herself.

Wang Fan opened his mouth, and as soon as he planned to speak, the man in black rushed towards Voldemort.

Her whole person is like a crazy female leopard, full of ferocity and wildness, full of murderous.

"The Rear Hall?" Voldemort grinned, "Dare to sneak attack on Voldemort, I will pinch your woman's bones inch by inch, and then cut the adult stick to become my three thousand demon army plaything!

"I will let you know that death in this world is not terrible, there are many more terrible things than death!"

Voldemort grinned madly, fluttering like a lion, and killed the man in black.

The two collided in an instant, making a bang sound, and the air seemed to be squeezed and depressing at this moment.

Although the men in black have good strength, they can still face a lot of super fierce people like Voldemort.

In just a few strokes, she was caught by Voldemort's right arm in a single stroke. With two pulls, the man in black directly numb and spit out blood.

Voldemort didn't give her any reaction time at all. While she spit out blood, she stepped on her footsteps and suddenly bumped her figure!

His thin body suddenly turned into a wild beast at this moment, full of palpitating explosive power.

With a bang, the man in black was hit, and the whole person was hit like a broken kite and landed on the ground in the distance.

Shaky.

The strength of the two is not at the same level.

Even if Voldemort has gone through several battles and the combat power has been consumed, it is still not possible for the men in black to match.

"The Rear Hall? What rear court do you take? Ignorant woman, come back to me!" Voldemort laughed again, rising into the sky in a deep burst of noise, and immediately approached the man in black, his right hand grabbed it fiercely.

The reason why he ravaged the man in black was not only annoyed by the sneak attack by the man in black, but also wanted to use this to recover his confidence.

Wang Fan bombarded the Five-Headed Demon King. He already had a fear of Wang Fan and lacked confidence. He needs to use a brutal killing to regain his confidence.

Once his confidence is recovered, he will surely kill Wang Fan by 20%.

"Wang Shao, you go quickly, you have a chance, and revenge for me again." The man in black looked at Voldemort like a jackal and a leopard, not only not afraid, but also looked at Wang Fan.

She has no regrets, no loss, all this is her voluntary.

What made her dumbfounded was that Wang Fan was gone.

Impossible. Just now she saw that Wang Fan didn't move there. Why did she disappear in such a blink of an eye?

"Wang Shao? Revenge? Don't dream! You want to kill Voldemort, not to mention the lack of **** king, even if the king of the king, there is no chance!" Voldemort sneered, his eyes full of mockery.

He also had some knowledge of Wang Fan's identity in his heart, this guy obviously surnamed Wang. As long as he successfully left Huaxia this time, he could investigate Wang Fan's identity.

As long as he investigates Wang Fan's identity, he will definitely kill Wang Fan thousands of miles, even those who are close to Wang Fan will not let go.

"Voldemort, will you be too bloated? Killing you, it only takes a knife for me, killing you like killing a chicken."

Wang Fan's light and fluttering voice suddenly sounded from behind Voldemort. He then realized that Wang Fan was attracted by the men in black while he was attracting his attention. His self-confidence swelled and hid behind him.

Voldemort no longer looked after the man in black, but turned back suddenly.

However, all he saw was a bright shadow of the sword.

The next moment, his eyes widened sharply, frightened, horrified, unbelief, doubt, as if formed a freeze.

He unconsciously covered his throat with both hands, but to no avail, just a few seconds, a spitting blood column spewed from his throat, and then fell to the ground.

Dead silent.

The night was still so dark, the night wind was still so cool, but it was a little more irritating depression.

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