Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Boom Boom Boom!

Ten artillery pieces blasted out one after another, and the scorching waves would make the earth even hotter.

Under the terrible high temperature, the air has twisted ripples, almost illusory.

The retreating soldiers looked at this scene and became numb again.

Those monks photographed a little further away were okay. They madly urged the spirits in their bodies to escape into the battleship desperately, but the monks in front were a bit miserable.

"Ah, no, no !!!"

Their pupils were squeezed and their faces pale, and they began to scream wildly.

But, soon, the roar was completely submerged by the fire.

A large number of soldiers were once again caught in the gunfire and completely wiped out between heaven and earth.

In another artillery attack, hundreds of thousands of soldiers fell and died on the spot.

The middle-aged general who issued the order looked at this scene, and his almost angry face and nose were crooked.

"Fire the gun, kill me, kill him !!!"

He growled wildly, his eyes flushed.

Wang Fanke did not dare to stay on top of the battleship. After the second artillery bombardment, he left the battleship at full speed and fired toward the sky.

This kind of powerful artillery, he did not dare to cover it with flesh, let alone stay in the battleship to die.

Almost as he rushed out of the battleship and into the sky, the artillery of dozens of battleships was already madly bombarded.

In a series of violent explosions, the battleship where Wang Fan was previously was bombarded and shattered.

As for the soldier who was obedient in the battleship, he was not spared and died in his own gunfire.

The middle-aged general stopped seeing Wang Fan rushing out of the battleship and rushing to high altitude, and immediately stopped ordering the fire. He did not continue to ask the Wuhai Zong strongmen, but roared wildly.

"All the monks on the fifth floor and above of the King Realm are all listed, and they will kill me at all costs."

Before Wang Fan was inside the battleship, he couldn't help Wang Fan, but now Wang Fan has left the battleship, what is he afraid of?

"Kill! Kill!"

"Push, kill him!"

Following his order, the soldier who had just evaded into the battleship burst out again with red eyes.

Their breath was agitated, and desperately killed Wang Fan.

Today, they are too suffocated, and for Wang Fan, they have hated an unimaginable point.

They rushed to Wang Fan desperately, wishing to tear Wang Fan away immediately.

Tens of thousands of monks on the fifth floor and above frantically rushed to Wang Fan. This scene is so spectacular.

Rao is Wang Fan's strength and state of mind.

After all, if there are too many ants, the elephant can be killed, not to mention so many monks.

Before this moment, it was different. Because it was in the battleship and the site was too small, the 100,000 soldiers failed to pose a threat to Wang Fan.

But now in the empty midair, the other party is no longer at a loss, which is very bad for him.

Wang Fan looked at the soldiers who were rushing to kill them, feeling the mighty momentum of them like a torrent. The pupils tightened, and they began to explode quickly.

He must not fall into the encirclement of these soldiers, otherwise the situation will be more dangerous.

"Well, if you want to kill me Wang Fan, be ready to be killed! The Hu Ri Empire will destroy my king's holy palace. This hatred is not common. Today, Wang Mou and you will never die!"

Wang Fan laughed arrogantly, while retreating frantically, he continued to wave the shadow knife to attack.

The blazing blaze of the razor-sword craze formed countless sweeps towards those soldiers, although many monks were affected by the stab-rock and fell from midair.

But for those tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of monks, that kind of casualties was too few to be negligible.

"Kill, kill him!"

The soldiers became even more crazy when they saw Wang Fan killing dozens of companions.

While they roared, the weapons in their hands waved at the same time.

Tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of guns swayed in the air, forming a sun-shadowing tendency, and frantically rolled towards Wang Fan.

Although the power of the gun is not very great, but tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands of together, it is still very deterrent, even Wang Fan, dare not easily ignore.

Wang Fan backed frantically, evaded madly, and waved his sword madly, resisting the other party's attack.

After Wang Fan completely avoided those guns, he withdrew a hundred miles away.

"Aren't you arrogant, powerful, and capable of fighting? Don't run away, there is a head-to-head battle with us!"

"What a hero, a despicable guy who killed us so many brothers by shameless means? There is a kind of head-on battle!"

"Dare to kill me Monk Hu Ri, dare to provoke me to Majesty Hu Ri, today, you must take the sacrifice of your head!"

Those Hu Ri monks screamed like crazy, like locusts, and continued to kill Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked at the monks who continued to flow like locusts, listening to their clamor, he really wanted to use the killing spear in desperation.

It was only when he thought of using the short killing gun that he would fall into absolute weakness, and because the strong man who really sat behind the scenes of the other party had not yet appeared, he had to endure it.

"A group of shameless beasts, so many people besieged a young man, but they dare to be so outspoken, can I really think I can't kill you?"

There was also anger in Wang Fan's heart. While he was retreating frantically, he also madly urged the aura in his body and began to exert Wang-level martial arts.

"Void Palm!"

"Storm punch!"

"The first kill, the second kill, the third kill, the fourth kill, the fifth kill !!!"

Various king-level martial arts blasted out successively, bombarding those monks.

Under that terrifying energy storm, the monks began to fall down piece by piece.

In particular, the seven killing Liuyun swords and five killings came out together. Under the raging wave of swords and the killing power, the soldiers could not avoid the resistance. At least thousands of them fell.

After a round of attacks, tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands of soldiers have fallen to nearly 10,000.

The soldiers looked at the powerful like a tiger, killing Wang Fan in all directions, and some fear appeared in their hearts, but more of them were still angry.

"Damn, kill him!"

"Kill!"

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe in killing him. Our thousands of troops can exhaust him!"

"That is, everyone can drown him with a spit!"

They were even crazier and more mad, all jealous and lifeless, and continued to kill Wang Fan crazy.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, but also had some scalp tingling.

He only now realized that he still looked down on these soldiers.

Although he is powerful, he does not take Wang Jing's 5th and 6th floor monks in his eyes, but if the number of opponents exceeds a certain range, even he can't stop him.

"As they said, this is not the way to go, I will be exhausted sooner or later."

"I tried my best, but only 10,000 soldiers were beheaded. If all the other soldiers were taken down, it would be impossible."

"It seems that an effective solution is needed."

Wang Fan couldn't help but think hard.

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