Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Wang Fan!" The voice of clenching teeth came out of Meng Chong's mouth, and his body suddenly burst into a violent murderous intent.

Although he has never seen Wang Fan, in this case, he can guess Wang Fan's identity without thinking much.

"Yes, it's me. I heard that you set up the Tian Luo Di net in this city, just waiting for me to enter the game, so I came."

Wang Fan said lightly, and he was extremely shocked.

Earlier, he prepared a blow, and also exhibited a king-level martial arts fist, but the final result was only to make Meng Chong spit out three pieces of blood. This Meng Chong's powerfulness greatly exceeded his expectations.

"You are very good, even dare to take the initiative to come to the door, and also the first to find me rushed, I really admire your guts."

"If I guessed right, I sent out the 148 subordinates who were out of touch, and they were all dead in your hands now?"

Meng Chong stood straight, not anxiously, but asked unhurriedly.

While he was questioning, the aura in his body was also surging wildly, while quickly recuperating the previous injury, while secretly guarding against Wang Fan's sudden shot.

Wang Fan nodded and replied honestly, "Yes, I saw them a little tired, so I sent them off in advance."

Even if Mengchong had anticipated it in advance, after hearing this, a anger still could not be contained, and there was a slight fluctuation in his state of mind.

At the moment when his mood fluctuated, Wang Fan kept staring closely at him, and suddenly moved again.

The aura of the body was running wildly, and Wang Fan's toes slammed on the ground. With a bang, the whole ground was cracked by the tread, and Wang Fan rushed out like a tiger.

His figure seemed to form a soaring wind, whistling, and approaching Mongolia with lightning speed.

When he was just over ten meters away from Mengchong, he had already grasped the shadow knife in his right hand, and then severely cut it out.

"Seven Killing Flowing Cloud Swords!" Came out a deep burst of drink, bright and smooth flashing, the shadow knife set off a mountain-like momentum, as if storming towards Meng Chong.

Meng Chong felt this scene, secretly screaming in his heart.

He knew that the fluctuation of his mind gave Wang Fan another chance.

However, after a hundred battles, he did not fear it, but pulled back madly while pulling out a silver spear.

The spear shuddered suddenly, rolled up a hundred feet of glory, set off a violent giant wave, and swayed towards the giant wave set off by the shadow knife.

Boom!

The two waves of air collided wildly in the air, setting off a harsh roar. The violent energy raged, and in a clacking sound, the whole room was instantly bombarded and shattered by the air wave.

Under that violent force, Meng Chong couldn't help but start a crazy retreat, the blood in his chest rolled for a while.

While he scolded his intentions in his heart, he couldn't help but sigh Wang Fan's grasp of the opportunity.

Judging from Wang Fan's two shots, he already knows that Wang Fan is definitely a master with extremely rich practical experience and a figure who has experienced numerous life and death trials.

"Sure enough, it's a Mongolian general. Your strength is really good. Take another look at me."

This time, Wang Fan didn't give Meng Chong any chance to breathe, his figure suddenly rushed into the air, and the seven killing Liuyun Dao's second killing and third killing had already stirred up one after another.

The wind roared, and two hundreds of feet of waves formed instantly in mid-air, rolled up like mountains and seas, and slashed madly towards Mongolia.

Meng Chong felt this scene, his face changed in an instant!

"Kill the gun!" A low roar of repression, his aura madly agitated, holding the gun in both hands, slamming it upward.

Under this thorn, the silver-white spear also rolled up a hundred-footed lance, rolled up its immense power, and violently stirred the waves above here.

boom!

There was a bang, the guns and the first knife wave collided, and the two were almost broken at the same time, turning into light spots to dissipate.

At this time, Meng Chong had no time to stab a second shot.

But at this moment, the second knife wave had been bombarded like a storm.

Meng Chong didn't have time to use martial arts at all. He could only rely on his powerful aura to urge the spear to fight.

boom!

There was another blast, the lance of the lance rolled up was shattered by the bombardment, the knife wave slammed into Mengchong's body, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted from Mengchong's mouth, and the whole person flew out like a meteor.

Under the tear of the knife wave, Meng Chong's body was also torn several wounds, blood spattered, blood rain spurted.

At this moment, his heart could no longer care for anger, and some were just horrified.

He didn't expect that he just lost the opportunity once and fell into such a situation.

"Yes, I have resisted two more swords. I want to see if you can resist this third sword."

Wang Fan still didn't give Meng Chong a breathing opportunity. He resisted the weakness of his whole body and rushed out again like a ghost.

As he approached Mengchong, he frantically urged the spirit in his body, and the shadow knife in his hand once again slashed down.

The dazzling brilliance flickered like flashing electric stars. This time, Meng Chong didn't even have the resistance to resist.

He could only watch the dazzling sword slashing towards his body, there was no way, he was really hurt too much.

"I'm so unwilling!" Meng Chong couldn't help groaning angrily, but his voice was quickly submerged in that glory.

A burst of screeching sounds from the knife cut into the meat, accompanied by a burst of blood mist, Meng Chong instantly torn the whole person into shattered, completely lost vitality.

A generation of generals in the Huri Empire, the strongest of the nine peaks of the Wangjing Empire fell, and it fell.

It can be said that he died extremely suffocated, because until death, he had many means to fail to display, Wang Fan did not give him a chance at all.

The masters competed, and could not tolerate the slightest loss. Meng Chong only lost the opportunity once, and finally ended the life and death.

After Wang Fan beheaded Meng Chong, he put away his space ring and adjusted his breath for a while before leaving like a ghost.

Because he arranged the enchantment here, no one felt the fluctuation here until now, realizing that Meng Chong was dead.

After Wang Fan left, the whole person was like a ghost, rushing towards the places where the soldiers ambushed.

Under the cover of the night, he was like a ghost and silent.

Those weak monks only felt a wind blowing, but they could not see Wang Fan's figure at all.

This night, destined to sleepless night, was destined to bleed overnight.

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In a very hidden corner, eighteen people are squatting here, looking bored.

Hidden enchantments are arranged around them, and if they are not carefully investigated, even the nine-layered king of the King Realm will not be able to detect them.

At this time, among them, except for three of them being attentively perceiving the external movements, the others were either yawning or chatting boredly.

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