Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Xuanjing second floor?

Wang Fan was thrilled in his heart and could not help but take a few steps back!

He never imagined that the strength of Moyao Yu had actually reached the second floor of the amazing Profound Realm.

Although with his strength, plus the bottom card, it is not difficult to kill the second floor of Xuanjing.

However, this Mo Yaoyu is not the second floor of the general Profound Realm.

She is a disciple of Master Mysterious Dead Leaf Master.

Master Dry Leaf is so perverted, how could it be simple for Mo Yaoyu to be his disciple?

At this time, Wang Fan finally understood that the reason why he could easily control Mo Yaoyu was completely voluntary.

Otherwise, he wanted to control the magic rain so easily, it was a fool's dream. .

"Giggle." Mo Yaoyu looked at Wang Fan's horrified expression, but couldn't help laughing again.

"Brother, don't be so nervous, sister, I don't have any malice towards you. Sister, I was ordered by a family teacher to help you."

"Help me?" Wang Fan's eyelids jumped, "How can I help me? Also, are you not a disciple of Mohuazong Sect, how did you become a disciple of Master Dry Leaf?"

"Are you a disciple of Mohuazong, or a disciple of Master Dry Leaf? Or, the real Moyaoyu has been killed by you, and you are now using her identity?"

Wang Fan asked several questions in a row, and he really wanted to make them clear.

"Giggle." Mo Yaoyu seemed to like to laugh, and every time he said something, he had to giggle first,

"Brother, what do you think, my sister is Mo Yaoyu, do I need to pretend? Besides, who stipulates that the disciples of Mohuazong can't worship other people?"

"As for why it helps you, this is simple, the teacher said that since it was to help him to be human, he should use his fabulous stunt, so I specifically asked me to send you a weapon and a volume of martial arts.

Mo Yaoyu said, a flash of jade hand, and a black iron bar and a thin volume of books appeared in her hands.

Wang Fan looked at the black iron bar, his eyelids could not help but jumped, and finally completely believed that Mo Yaoyu was a master disciple of dead leaves.

Although he could perceive it, this iron rod was not used by the master withered leaves, but the material was exactly the same, but it was only created in the near future.

Wang Fan's mental strength scanned the thin booklet again, and he saw that there were four large characters "Cracking Heavenly Stick Method" written on it. As for the rank, there was no introduction.

Wang Fan was relieved, took the iron rod and the booklet, and asked again, "Did you recognize my identity with that purple token before?"

"Could there be some connection between these two tokens? But why didn't I sense the existence of the token on you?"

Mo Yaoyu listened to this, but did not answer, but laughed and said nothing.

Wang Fan looked at the expression of Mo Yaoyu, and despised it in his heart, so he didn't ask more.

Wang Fan figured this out, and after putting away the black iron rod and booklet, he originally intended to directly separate from Mo Yaoyu and return to the Su family.

But Mo Yaoyu said that it was not easy to come to the Imperial City once, and Wang Fan was required to accompany her to walk around. In desperation, Wang Fan could only accompany her for more than two hours.

During these two hours, Mo Yaoyu strolled around with pleasure, very happy, Wang Fanke was miserable.

As the saying goes, beauty is bad, this is true, and it is common everywhere you go.

Where the two passed along, Mo Yaoyu, a fox-like peerless stunner, caused countless men's eyes and salivation.

Wang Fan, however, endured one murderous gaze after another.

There are even some brave people who even stepped forward to play Mo Yaoyu. As a result, Mo Yaoyu pretended to be a terrified expression, and Jiaoyao's opening asked Wang Fan to protect himself.

As a result, after Wang Fan taught several people in desperation, he attracted a lot of hatred.

After sunset, two hours later, the shopping that was miserable for Wang Fan was finally over. The two said goodbye, and Wang Fan rushed back to the Su Mansion.

But, at a certain moment, Wang Fan's dark eyes flashed with a chill.

"After tracing for so long, it turned out to be against me. Who is it and wants to be against me?" He murmured.

Long before it was more than an hour, he had already noticed that at least five people were following him secretly with Mo Yaoyu.

Of these five people, one person is on the ninth floor of heaven, one person is on the eighth floor of heaven, and the other three are all on the seventh floor of heaven.

Such a strong lineup can be said to kill Wang Fan and Mo Yaoyu, both of which are not a problem at all.

After all, in the eyes of others, Mo Yaoyu is only the sixth floor of heaven, and Wang Fan is even more unbearable, only the fifth floor of heaven.

However, because these five people did not start, Wang Fan ignored it.

And he also wanted to find out whether these people came to him or to Mo Yaoyu.

But now, Wang Fan has made it clear that these people are directed at him.

"Aren't they the literati?" Wang Fan's thoughts changed and he rushed toward the alley while speeding up.

When the five people saw this, they naturally did not hesitate, and they quickly followed. The eyes were all very cold.

Their hearts are a little suffocated, because they never imagined that Wang Fan actually went with Mo Yaoyu for more than two hours.

In particular, whenever I think of Wang Fan's shopping with beautiful women, and they are still flirtatious from time to time, they want to follow behind the two and drink the northwest wind.

Wang Fan quickly flashed to the corner, and at the moment of flashing in, his mental power overflowed wildly, his hands moved, and he set up a formation enchantment.

Almost at the moment when he arranged the enchantment of the formation, the five people appeared after themselves, and came towards him with a gloomy face.

Wang Fan smiled coldly and waved his big hand, and the enchantment of the arranged formation immediately violently burst out, blocking the entire area of ​​a thousand kilometers.

For this scene, the eyelids of the five people jumped slightly, but they quickly returned to normal without much concern.

"Who are you, tracking what I mean?" Wang Fan asked coldly to the five people after blocking the area.

However, the five people didn't answer Wang Fan's words at all. They only listened to the middle-aged middle-aged middle-aged with a cold snorting sound. His fingers suddenly pointed to Wang Fan, and the word spit out, "Kill!"

In an instant, the three heavens had seven floors, the breath of his body climbed to the peak instantaneously, and then he madly rushed towards Wang Fan.

There was cold light in their eyes, and murderous intentions appeared on their bodies, obviously they wanted Wang Fan's life.

"Want to kill me?" Wang Fan looked at this scene, a sarcasm appeared in his eyes, without half a word of nonsense, the shadow knife sacrificed directly.

Woo!

I saw a knife breaking through the sky, and a more violent killing swept through. Then, only three sounds of sirling and screaming were heard. With the three blood swords splashing, three heads have risen into the sky. Three men on the seventh floor of Heaven have also died instantly.

"You, you are not the fifth floor of heaven?"

At this moment, whether it is the middle-aged man of the ninth floor of the heaven or the eighth floor of the heaven, his face changes instantly. It was the first time on the 9th floor that day, I couldn't help but utter a shock.

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