Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Among the vast clouds, a spaceship galloped like a meteor, approaching the imperial capital of the Dragon-Austrian Empire.

The spaceship passed by, and all the bandits evaded, and no one dared to stop.

After more than half a month of flight, Wang Fan and his team arrived in the Imperial City smoothly.

Looking at the huge city gate and feeling the magnificent breath, a shock appeared in Wang Fan's eyes.

Rao is that he has been through many cities in recent years, but this is the first time he has seen such a huge and magnificent city.

Not to mention anything else, just that big moat formation is enough to shock Wang Fan.

According to Wang Fan ’s estimation, once the moat was opened, even the strong beyond the realm of the king, I am afraid that it would not be able to break through within a short period of time.

Perhaps because of the monks' meeting, the capital city is already overcrowded, and the squeezed water can't escape.

However, despite the large number of monks, Wang Fan did not see any fight happening, and everyone behaved extremely well.

Obviously, this Dragon-Austrian Empire has a very good management system, and it is also very strong, so that all monks dare not mess up in the city.

"Let's go, let's go to the station first." Gong Xiangheng, the master of Wushuang City, said to everyone, and then led the way ahead.

Wang Fan and his party quickly followed.

After more than an hour, the crowd came to a huge manor.

This manor is very large, obviously not owned by Wushuangcheng, but the residence of several city people.

After entering, Wang Fan and his entourage have seen countless people walking around the manor.

After seeing Wang Fan and his entourage, those people looked at them, and there was obvious hostility in their eyes. Obviously, these people are also the people who participated in the war on behalf of their city.

Gong Xiangheng didn't pay attention to those people, but took Wang Fan and his party directly to an area.

However, before they had reached that area, a middle-aged fat man in a Chinese robe appeared not far away, and laughter spread out.

"Who am I? It was Brother Gong. Why, you have come to participate in the election of these 100 cities?"

Although this person has a smile on his face, his voice is full of a little sarcasm, "I remember the previous elections in the Hundred Cities. It seems that no one in the Double Cities has been nominated in the top 200?"

"I said, Brother Gong, why do you have to be so persistent and come here to be ashamed? If this time you have no two cities and no one can be selected, wouldn't your old face be lost again?"

"Hey, ten places for you Wushuangcheng, it is a waste."

As the fat man said, he had approached Wang Fan and his party.

Behind him, followed by a man and a woman.

Both the man and the woman were young, and they looked like they were in their thirties.

The man is dressed in a purple dress, looks handsome, and is quite elegant.

However, judging from the cold light occasionally shining in his eyes, he was not as elegant as the surface.

The woman is dressed in a Luo skirt, curvy and curvy. Her appearance is also extremely beautiful, but only her face is cold and her expression is proud.

Gong Xiangheng looked at the middle-aged fat man who was approaching, and then listened to his voice, his face immediately became ugly.

Although the nine nations have little to do with their cities, they are only responsible for selecting people to participate. But even so, the owners of the major cities will compare.

This Nine Kingdoms monks meeting takes place every ten years, and he has no double cities, and no one has been able to make it to the top two hundred cities in the past two consecutive times.

Not even the top 200 of the Hundred Cities can enter, which is equivalent to not actually getting the quota to participate in the Nine Kingdoms Dabbah, let alone enter the top 100 of the Nine Kingdoms dabb.

At first, because of these things, he Gong Xiangheng was not ridiculed by other city owners, but he was completely lost. At the same time, this has become a thorn in Gong Xiangheng's heart.

Originally, this time Gong Xiangheng did not intend to lead the team to the capital, but only after he discovered that Wang Fan had hidden his strength, he immediately changed his mind.

He believes that with Wang Fan's real strength, it is absolutely no problem to be shortlisted in the top two hundred. It is even possible that Wang Fan could enter the top 100 of the nine nations.

Once Wang Fan can really enter the top 100, then the face he lost in the previous two times can be taken back and raised his eyebrows again.

Gong Xiangheng was not entangled with the fat man. He snorted displeasurely, "Who am I? It turned out to be Hezheng City Lord Hemu City."

"You can come, why can't I come to Gongmou? As for whether the quota of my Wushuangcheng is wasted, then I won't bother you."

Gong Xiangheng said that he was too lazy to ignore this guy, and he was planning to leave.

But at that moment, the eyes of He Zhengren fell on Wang Fan, and he smiled exaggeratedly, "Huh, there are even monks on the ground floor. It seems that your Wushuangcheng is really nobody. what."

"Even the monks on the ground floor can be shortlisted to participate in these 100 cities, but this time I am afraid they will be at the bottom again."

With the voice of He Zhengren, the man and the woman behind him immediately looked towards Wang Fan.

A disdain flashed in the woman's eyes, and a sneer flashed in the corner of the young man's mouth.

Even the slaughter of nine people together with Wang Fan, in the eyes that looked at Wang Fan, also showed badness, apparently feeling that Wang Fan had lost them.

Wang Fan listened to this, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart was unhappy.

As the master of a city, this king of **** actually used his Wang Fan to attack Gong Xiangheng, which is really abominable.

However, Wang Fan did not speak. The first is that the strength of the king **** has reached the third level of Wang Jing. He is also a bit choking against it. The second is that he does not want to be too provocative at the moment.

Gong Xiangheng didn't feel angry when he heard this, but instead snorted, turned his head and continued to plan to leave. But at this moment, He Zhengren spoke again.

"Come on." He saw his finger suddenly point to one of the young men not far away, and suddenly the young man rushed over quickly.

"Master, what do you have, please tell me." The young man asked He Zhengren respectfully.

"Nothing to say, don't you really want to participate in these hundred cities, now the opportunity is here."

He Zhengrenpi didn't smile, "Although you didn't get the top ten in my Hemu City, it doesn't matter. I have a question. Would you like to play on behalf of Wushuang City and participate in the competition of these 100 cities?"

He Zhengren's words fell, whether it was Gong Xiangheng, Wang Fan or his group, his face changed.

He Zhengren's move obviously made him look down on Gong Xiangheng and hit Gong Xiangheng's face! His words are already a huge challenge to Wushuangcheng, Gong Xiangheng, and Wang Fan!

Listening to this, the young man immediately became excited, and said quickly and respectfully, "Little willing!"

"He Zhengren, what do you want to do? My candidate for Wushuangcheng has been decided. When will you and Zhengren need to be allocated?"

Gong Xiangheng couldn't help but growled angrily, and his breath immediately spewed out of control.

However, his strength is only on the second floor, and he is one level away from He Zhengren. He Zhengren just waved slightly, and the pressure has disappeared.

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