Super King of Soldiers in the City

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A huge phantom phantom emerged from mid-air, setting off extremely terrifying coercion and bombarding Wang Fan. There is even a flash of light inside, as if thunder and lightning are screaming.

"Dead, die !!!" Mo Feng looked pale, and only stared at Wang Fan's eyes, only grinning, only killing.

In his view, under his own death blow, Wang Fan will surely die.

Not to mention Wang Fan, even the perverted vice president of Wangdu Shengyuan had to be seriously injured and retreated.

"Void Palm!"

"Seven Killing Flowing Cloud Sword!"

"Storm punch!"

Wang Fan looked at the phantom shadow of the Zen stick that had been smashed down from the sky, feeling the terrifying coercion and killing power inside, and his complexion also changed instantly.

He roared, and directly madly urged the aura in the body, and all the brains of the king-level martial arts he controlled were cast out.

A violent roar came madly in the air, and a terrifying air wave raged all around, and everything within tens of miles was leveled and completely destroyed.

It's just that the phantom phantom is really terrifying, even if Wang Fan displayed three kinds of king-level martial arts one after another, he still can't contend.

The two sides were stalemate for only a moment, and the coercive force of the three king-level martial arts has been completely defeated.

But the black Zen stick kept on castering, whipping the wind, and continued to bombard Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked at the phantom shadow of the Zen rod still madly mad, and his face was extremely gloomy and ugly. He couldn't care so much anymore, and directly grabbed the short killing spear.

Originally, Wang Fan did not intend to use a short killing gun, because he had a feeling of uneasiness, and there seemed to be a subtle atmosphere in the dark.

If he uses a short killing gun, he will be extremely dangerous if the secret man is against him.

However, at this time, Wang Fan has been unable to take care of so much.

In this case, if he does not use a short killing gun, then he can only wait to die.

The moment Wang Fan grabbed the killing spear, he madly aroused his murderous spirit.

Motivated by the murderousness, it suddenly seemed like a roaring angry dragon, mixed in a gun pattern, and swept toward the half-empty Zen stick phantom.

Boom boom.

The two collided in mid-air, and the shocking sound of explosion exploded in a crazy way, and the more terrifying air waves rippled wildly towards the surroundings.

The horrible gun pattern and the killing power swept over the phantom phantom, and finally the phantom phantom began to constantly collapse.

With each collapse of the phantom phantom, there will be a more terrifying explosion.

"This, how is this possible?" Mo Feng looked at this scene, and the old face finally appeared horrified.

You know, this blow of his silence, but the real respected martial arts.

Why can a student from the Wangdu Sanctuary in Wangfan District and a guy on the fifth floor of Wangjing District resist it?

There was a strong unwillingness in his heart, a strong unbelievable, and it was simply impossible to believe this scene.

In mid-air, the gun pattern and the phantom shadow are still entangled with each other, and the sound of explosions continues to spread.

I don't know how long it has passed. When the explosion stopped, the gun pattern and the phantom of the Zen stick all collapsed.

Wang Fan's face was extremely pale, and he even had some palpitation in his eyes.

He never imagined that Mo Feng had such a means.

Fortunately, he has a short killing gun, otherwise, today I am afraid to die in the hands of Mo Feng.

At this time, Wang Fan was extremely weak, and he was almost weak to the extreme.

He grabbed a handful of immortality and swallowed it into the mouth, and then began crazy refining.

Mo Feng, like Wang Fan, also fell into absolute weakness.

His old face was extremely pale, and even the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

He never imagined that one day, a guy on the fifth floor of Wang Jing could actually push him to this step.

Mo Feng was no nonsense, quickly grabbed a handful of immortality medicine and swallowed it into the mouth, and began refining.

Now, he and Wang Fan are competing for recovery speed. Whoever recovers quickly will be able to kill each other.

The two started to compete against each other.

It was only that they recovered less than a few breaths, and a burst of yawning laughter came suddenly.

"Haha, it seems that even God is helping me, not only saw a world war, but also picked up a big bargain."

Along with the sound, a figure suddenly appeared not far away, and stepped towards this side.

This person is the mentor of Yang Wu and Lian Kui who chased Wang Fan and left Wangdu Shengyuan.

"Yang Wu?" Mo Feng saw Yang Wu, his pupils could not help shrinking, and his face changed suddenly.

Yang Wu, as a mentor of the Wangdu Shengyuan, Mo Feng naturally knew. If it is in peacetime, Mo Feng does not fear Yang Wu at all by means of cards, but now ...

Wang Fan saw Yang Wu appearing, and there was a deep surprise and horror on his face.

But in fact, his heart was extremely calm, and he couldn't help being relieved.

He had long noticed that there was a subtle breath in the dark, and now he finally knew that the breath belonged to Yang Wu.

Wang Fan is not afraid of Yang Wu appearing in the light, but he is afraid of Yang Wu hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity.

"Why? Surprise? I didn't expect my Yang Wu to appear at this time?"

Yang Wu looked at their shocked and even horrified expressions, and couldn't help laughing with pride.

He pointed his finger at Mo Feng, "Originally, Yang Wu came out this time, but he planned to kill this Wang Fan, but not to kill you."

"But who made me lucky and met you who were seriously injured. If I kill you, I must be able to get a lot of rewards if I go back?"

Yang Wu pointed at Mo Feng, and then looked at Wang Fan, "Wang Fan, Wang Fan, you didn't think of it, you would meet me in this situation."

"Originally, if you shrinked in the Wangdu Shengyuan for two years, because of the deputy dean's power, maybe Yang Wu really didn't have the opportunity to avenge Liankui.

"But who made you leave Wangdu Shengyuan without knowing it? Haha, this really has to be said, even God is helping me."

Yang Wu laughed proudly, and his expression was extremely fierce and crazy.

Mo Feng looked at the crazy Yang Wu, his face somber, and he didn't speak.

He knew that now what he said was meaningless.

The position of the two people is destined to be hostile.

Wang Fan heard Yang Wu's words but calmed down. He looked at Yang Wu and said, "You know, why should I leave Wangdu Shengyuan?"

"Why?" Yang Wu asked subconsciously, but he laughed disdainfully when he asked what he said.

"I care about you, anyway, I only know that you are going to die soon. You will die in my hands immediately, and your death is even worse than Liankui ten thousand times."

Wang Fan didn't even care about what Liankui was behind, and his expression was still calm, "Because I was ordered by the vice president to do things for him to go out, do you dare to kill me?"

Wang Fan said that the tone could not help but increase, "Perhaps, the vice president was watching this scene in secret."

Listening to this, Yang Wu's complexion changed dramatically in an instant, and he couldn't help but even looked around unconsciously.

No way, in the eyes of their mentors, the deputy dean seemed to exist like a god. These three words have supreme majesty and magic power.

And when Wang Fan looked around by Yang Wu, he already sacrificed out of the spaceship frantically and galloped away into the distance.

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