Super King of Soldiers in the City

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roll?

Wu Turen's complexion changed instantly. How about an eight-layered ants in the area who dare to tell him to roll?

"You're looking for death!" The murderous swept across the sky, Wu Turen immediately angered, and the crazy killing swept away.

Wang Fan did not let him down. He pulled out the rusty big knife behind his back, and the breath also became lingering, without fear.

Everyone around looked at this scene, his complexion changed in an instant, and he quickly moved away from this area.

"Boy, I wanted to kill you on Bidoutai, but since you are looking for death, don't blame me for killing you in advance." Wu Turen's voice was somber and terrible, and his body was full of monstrous murderous opportunities.

Wang Fan sneered, "Since this is the case, what else are you saying, don't hurry up and see, Master, will I be afraid of you?"

His voice was full of disdain, "I'm talking to my sister, it's a matter of your bird, and it's a lot of things. What are you?"

"Do you think you are on the ninth floor, and the young man will be afraid of you? I really don't know who's zipper is not properly pulled, and you are exposed."

coax.

When this remark came out, it even caused a burst of laughter.

Some thin-skinned girls couldn't help but even blush on their pretty faces.

This guy, talking really hurts.

"A boy with a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, you can rest assured that I will kill you. When I kill you, I will help you take good care of your sister and let her know what is the joy of heaven."

Wu Turen was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

On the eighth floor, he dared to humiliate him on the ninth floor in front of so many people. This is humiliation. There is no room for his face.

Listening to this, Wang Fan's face also became somber, and his heart set off a monstrous murderous opportunity.

This man threatened him, Wang Fan, who would not care too much, but would dare to threaten Ning Wei, then don't blame him.

Wang Fan did not continue to speak, but grabbed the rusty big knife and stared coldly at Wu Turen.

Because he didn't know if he could do it or kill someone here, he didn't dare to do it first, otherwise he would have cut it through.

"Noisy fights are forbidden from the audience, otherwise, there will be no amnesty!" Just when Wu Turen's murderous intentions expanded to the extreme and he intended to shoot, a majestic voice suddenly came out.

Listening to that voice, Wu Turen's complexion suddenly changed, and he instantly became unwilling to converge his momentum.

"Fortunately, you kid, you better pray not to meet me on Bidoutai, otherwise you will be killed, as for your sister, hehe ..."

He left a ruthless speech, and scratched his eyes back and forth on Ning Wei, then turned his head away.

"I'll give you back the same words. You'd better not pray not to meet me in the next contest, otherwise you will be cut off."

It's just that he didn't go far, and Wang Fan's sneered voice came along.

Wu Turen looked back at Wang Fan deeply, instead of continuing to speak, he turned away.

"Brother, yes, I'm sorry, I'm in trouble." After Wu Turen left, Ning Wei said to Wang Fan apologetically.

She knew that it was because she was too angry to say a word, Wu Tu talent would be so angry, and even have to do it.

Wang Fan patted Ning Wei's shoulder. "This doesn't blame you. Even if you don't, this guy will be reluctant."

"What's more, he is not a trouble in my eyes, you don't have to worry. But if you are afraid, you can leave here first."

A Wu Turen, Wang Fan really did not pay attention to it. He can even suppress Peng Yunzi and his sons, Wu Turen is nothing.

"I can't leave. My mother taught me since I was a child that I must be honest and be kind to others. In this case, how can I leave?"

Ning Wei shook his head and said.

Wang Fan patted her shoulder, did not continue to speak, but looked at the battle of Bidoutai.

The battle on stage is still very **** and cruel, the winner lives, and the loser dies.

The huge Bidoutai had been stained with blood for a long time. Under the irradiation of Yangguan, the bright red dazzled.

Along with the battle, the top 50 have quickly competed and started the second round of battle.

This time, Wang Fan's opponent was still an eight-story youth, but it seemed that the young man was seriously injured in the first round of battle.

Therefore, Wang Fan almost did not waste much energy, so he bombed it off the battle platform, won the battle, and easily entered the top 25.

Someone finally noticed Wang Fan, and could not help but sigh Wang Fan's good luck.

After all, of the top 25, only Wang Fan's strength is on the eighth floor, while the rest of the people have reached the ninth floor.

Wu Turen, who was also promoted, looked at Wang Fan with a gloomy face, and even his eyes were about to stare out.

How urgent he is, his opponent is Wang Fan, but it is a pity that things are not as good as he wants.

Only Ning Wei is really happy for Wang Fan, but she is a little bit more worried. After all, Wang Fan ’s opponent is getting stronger and stronger. Can Wang Fan really come to the end?

She had no idea.

In the third round, twenty-five people, one of them was directly selected for promotion, and the remaining twenty-four people continued the one-on-one battle, making the top twelve. Then, the last thirteen people compete for the ten places.

Wang Fan was very lucky and was directly selected as a candidate for direct promotion without fighting.

This time, the crowd was sensational, and even the twenty-five people who were promoted couldn't help but have some jealousy.

After all, it ’s great to be able to rest for a while and recover some physical strength, Wang Fan ’s luck.

Everyone could not help but lament Wang Fan's good luck, but sometimes, luck is also a kind of strength, they also have to be convinced.

Only the Wu slaughterer, almost suffocating gums, were about to bite.

He was not angry that he was not the lucky man, but that his opponent was not Wang Fan. This made him want to kill Wang Fan, but there was no chance at all.

Wang Fan himself was quite speechless. He also did not expect that his luck would be so good.

The battle soon started, and the knockout of the 24 players quickly ended. What made Wang Fan more happy was that although Wu Turen successfully advanced, he was seriously injured.

"In the final round, the free challenge, the winner directly advances to the loser and continues to be eliminated until the top ten of the corner."

With this voice, the faces of the twelve people were all crazy, and they flashed directly to Wang Fan, shouting, "I challenge Ningcheng."

The following people looked at this scene, first stunned, and then, couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, it wouldn't work without strength, even if Wang Fan entered the top thirteen, there was still no way to laugh at the end.

So many places have to challenge Wang Fan on the 9th floor. How to deal with Wang Fan's 8th floor?

Ning Wei under the audience looked at this scene, Liu Mei couldn't help but wrinkled up, powder fist clenched, and pinched cold sweat for Wang Fan.

Wang Fan was also a little speechless. He looked at the six people who flashed in front of him, and there was a convulsion in the corner of his mouth.

He was not afraid of these six people. In fact, he was confidently beheaded with these six people. But the key is that he could not reveal his identity and strength.

Now, which one should he choose?

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