Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Seizure? What's the matter, you say slowly." He Zhengren listened to this and immediately stood up.

Ge Liang is the highest strength among the ten monks he came to the war in Hemu City. He also had some doubts. Didn't Liang Liang deal with Wang Fan? Why was he detained?

"Sir, Lord, this is the case." The woman did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly changed things through the original story.

When He Zhengren heard it, he was furious, and even his nose was crooked. "Did you have no brains, dare to do it in the store?"

Especially when he heard that he had to compensate more than 200 million top grade spirit stones, his heart was bleeding.

Two hundred million top-grade spirit stones, although not a large number for him, but there are a lot of them. In this way, he gave up innocently, and his heart was very unwilling.

What made him unbearable the most was that Ge Liang was clearly looking for trouble with Wang Fan. Now it is all right. Wang Fan has nothing to do. He even has to spend the soul stone to redeem people.

"It's really something that's not enough." However, even if He Zhengren was unwilling, he couldn't ignore Ge Liang. He said angrily and walked out of the room directly.

The woman did not dare to talk nonsense and quickly followed.

When Wang Fan brought Song Rumei back, he happened to see the angry He Zhengren taking the woman out.

He didn't intend to ignore Hezheng, but just saw Hezhengren's irritability. He couldn't help but slightly stunned, and quickly stepped forward to say hello,

"Wang Fan has seen the Lord Lord. Lord Lord, where are you in a hurry?"

He Zhengren was already angry, and now seeing Wang Fan and Song Rumei both talking and laughing, and then listening to Wang Fan's hypocrisy etiquette, the anger is even more uncontrolled.

He stared eerily at Wang Fan for a long while and sneered, leaving no more nonsense, and left the manor angrily.

He Zhengren knew that even if he wanted to kill Wang Fan again, he had to endure it. Otherwise, once the Master of Phantom Cloud knows, his ending will be very miserable.

Wang Fan saw that he didn't care about Zhengzheng and didn't care. He smiled and took Song Rumei back to his place.

At the moment when he saw He Zhengren, his tense mood, which was sorted out by the flamboyant Wang, inexplicably relaxed a lot.

In the next two days, Wang Fan did not take Song Rumei out again, but kept shrinking in the room.

This made He Zhengren Ge Liang and others suffocated.

Especially Ge Liang, he calculated Wang Fan failed, but he also lost an adult, already hated Wang Fan. He waited for Wang Fan to leave his residence, and then avenged Xuefen.

But he never thought that Wang Fan wouldn't go out, which made him suffocate his stomach and nowhere to vent.

Three days passed in a hurry, and soon came the day when the Great Cities began.

On this day, early in the morning, Wang Fan and others woke up from cultivation or sleep and followed Gong Xiangheng to the square in the center of the Imperial City.

Since the Nine Kingdoms Conference is held once every ten years, every time it will appear extremely grand.

Countless monks, whether they are contestants or not, will rush to the Imperial City to watch this event.

Although Dabai is only an appetizer for the Nine Kingdoms Conference, it is still attracting much attention.

When Wang Fan and his colleagues came to the streets of the Imperial City, the streets were already overcrowded.

Countless monks are like locusts, densely packed, and the road is crowded with water.

On both sides of the street, there are countless imperial royal guards maintaining order, as if adverse events have occurred.

Wang Fan and his party walked for more than an hour before they reached the central square.

The central square has been thoroughly martial-lawed. Non-participating monks must obtain admission tickets to be eligible to enter the battle, otherwise they cannot enter.

As a participant, Wang Fan and his team naturally did not need the admission ticket. Someone had already waited in the periphery and took them directly to the square.

The square of the Imperial City is very large, covering tens of thousands of squares, but even so, it has almost been filled by people, which shows the popularity of this popularity.

In the center of Guangcheng, eight huge battle platforms were built. The height of the battle platform was high enough to make the square clear.

With the imminent unfolding of the Great Cities of the Hundred Cities, below, cheers, shouts, and screams have become a whole, and the monks have already begun to look forward to the excitement.

This fierce scene, even in Wang Fan's state of mind, could not help but a little blood boiling.

This is really a lot of people's attention, not to mention that it stands out among the nine nations. Even if it stands out among the hundred cities, it is estimated that it will be famous.

Wang Fan looked at the crowd excited and watched the many city monks who participated in the competition.

However, at the moment when his emotions could not help but stir, his eyes could not help but condensed, looked at one of the prescriptions.

Over there, He Zhengren walked slowly with ten people, and Ge Liang, who was behind him, looked at Wang Fan's eyes, and was full of indiscriminate killing intent.

Wang Fan looked at Ge Liang, smiled disdainfully, and then turned away.

As a strong man in the fifth floor, Ge Liang was indeed pretty good, but Wang Fan still hadn't paid attention to it.

If you do n’t meet this person in the game, it ’s okay. If you do, he will let Ge Liang know who will kill him.

Ge Liang saw Wang Fan just looking at him, but ignored it, and immediately became more angry.

How could he not feel Wang Fan's disdain for him? He vowed that once he met Wang Fan in the game, Wang Fan would definitely be defeated.

He wanted to let Wang Fan know his Ge Liang's strength!

Wang Fanke was too lazy to pay attention to what Ge Liang thought, but his eyes swept randomly, waiting for the start of the game.

It's just that the game hasn't started yet, his eyes just couldn't help but suddenly he stared at the entrance to the square.

There, a voluptuous figure walked in slowly.

Wang Fan looked at the voluptuous figure and suddenly felt a headache. He really didn't understand, why did this woman come here again, isn't he still stubborn about him, still thinking about catching him?

Seeing the appearance of Huan Wang, Wang Fan's eyes suddenly dared not sweep around, and even his spiritual power no longer spread out, and became regular.

He was really afraid of this woman. There was no way out. The realm gap was too great. Once recognized, there was absolutely no way out.

Dong, dong, dong,

At one moment, accompanied by three low bells, a middle-aged man flew from the sky and landed on the battle platform.

As soon as this person appeared, his arrogant mental power swept over everyone present, and in an instant, the audience immediately fell silent, and there was no more noise.

When Wang Fan felt the other party's mental strength, he felt a sudden shock in his heart. This person turned out to be a strong man in the eighth floor of Wang Jing!

At this moment, the middle-aged man had slowly opened his mouth, "The big cities are starting now. Please invite the big city masters to come to the stage to draw lots."

"The competition system is a elimination system, and the loser has a chance to challenge the winner. The competition requires that you not take the banned drugs for growth, otherwise, you will be eliminated directly."

The middle-aged man's voice was concise and powerful, and instantly spread throughout the audience. Afterwards, the major city masters began to take the stage and draw lots in turn.

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