Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Cough, the little guy's speed is not slow, he fled here so quickly, it really is not easy."

The old man looked at Wang Fan with a smile, looking very kind-hearted.

But his voice was weak, and he coughed from time to time, as if he could breathe at any time.

Wang Fan heard this, his pupils could not help shrinking, but soon returned to normal.

He clenched his fists and said politely, "This senior, don't understand what you mean, don't you know?"

While speaking, although Wang Fan didn't say anything on the surface, it was secretly working madly to reiki, and communicated with the killing spear.

In the face of the old man's horrible existence, which is most likely to be the sixth floor of the realm of respect, he dare not have the slightest care.

The old man glanced at Wang Fan lightly, coughing twice, and said, "Who is the old man is not important, the old man just wants to ask, has Sect Master Wuhai really been killed by you?"

Listening to this, Wang Fan couldn't help but suddenly burst into his heart.

He already knew who this guy was, and this guy turned out to be Wu Haizong's man.

It is rumored that Wuhai Sect has a strong man who respects the sixth level of the realm, and it seems to be true.

Knowing the identity of the old man, Wang Fan's heart was even more dignified. He held his fists respectfully, "Old Senior ..."

It was only that Wang Fan spoke these three words, and he suddenly moved.

Almost instantaneously, he caught the short killing gun, and rushed towards the old man.

However, Wang Fan couldn't help but change his face at the moment when he planned to stimulate the ban and spur the violent killing intention in the killing short gun.

He only felt a tremendous pressure enveloped himself, and he couldn't even touch the ban inside the killing gun.

Wang Fan felt horrified at this scene.

For the first time, he was unable to touch the ban on killing short guns under pressure.

Is it really terrifying to have six levels of respect?

"Cough, little guy, when the old man came out, he didn't have you yet. Don't take out your little tricks."

"Hey, it seems that the guy who didn't work out was really killed by you. You can kill the fifth floor of the realm of the realm, and you are really a hero."

A tremendous pressure appeared on the old man, and at the same time as he blasted Wang Fan, his old voice came out again.

A look of sarcasm emerged in his eyes that looked at Wang Fan, and his body flickered towards Wang Fan.

As he approached Wang Fan, his dry right hand suddenly protruded, and he grabbed Wang Fan directly.

Without the slightest dispersal of the killing power, without the slightest energy overflow, it is a common catch.

It was just his catch that Wang Fan suddenly felt as if there were countless invisible silk threads wrapped around himself, making him extremely difficult to move.

Wang Fan was very shocked in his heart. Although he had already guessed the strength of the Sixth Floor of Zunjing, he had guessed that he was not an opponent of the strongest Sixth Floor of Zunjing.

But he never thought that he would be so powerless in front of the six-tier powerhouse.

Seeing that the dry palm was about to be caught on himself, Wang Fan couldn't care about anything else, and he grieved his teeth and burned his blood.

At the same time, the golden energy and aura in his body were also madly excited, converging on the short killing gun in his right hand, and hurried out.

boom!

With a loud noise, the old man's dry right palm was shot on the killing spear. Wang Fan only felt a violent attack.

A violent force rushed into his body like a raging wave, and began to wreak havoc.

Wang Fan felt an unspeakable pain.

Powerful, it is too powerful!

Such a powerful enemy, Wang Fan really met for the first time.

Similarly, for the first time, he felt this powerlessness.

Wang Fan was blasted for dozens of meters before he landed heavily on the ground.

With just one blow, or just a casual palm, he was seriously injured.

Wang Fan was terrified in his heart. What he feared was not the power of the old man's palm, but the old man's means of restraining him.

Under the strong pressure and intangible constraints of the old man, his strength could not be exerted at all.

"Cough, little guy, it's useless. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or trick is useless."

"You are on the first level of respect, even if you use the method again, you will not be the opponent of the old man. You still follow the old man obediently. The old man should study and study well. What secrets are there in you."

The old man said lightly that he had approached Wang Fan again.

Wang Fan's face became difficult to look at.

He clenched his fists tightly, clutching to the ground, his eyes wide and scarlet.

It was just when he planned to continue to burn his blood and rebel against everything, and just blew himself up if he couldn't.

Suddenly, the hidden golden energy in his mind moved strangely.

The golden energy just turned around his body quickly, and the invisible **** imposed on him was completely gone.

However, his injury just improved, but he didn't recover.

Wang Fan felt this scene first, but also stunned, then ecstatic.

Although his injuries were not healed by golden energy, the shackles were removed, which was the greatest help for him.

Wang Fan suppressed his inner ecstasy, and the surface still looked at the old man with the same ugliness as before, "Lao Wang Ba, if you want to study the young man, don't dream."

"The prince of Wuhai Sect was indeed killed by the young man. He was respected on the fifth floor, but he was killed by the first floor of the respected master. He was deserved to kill his kind of waste."

"If you want to take revenge on the waste, just go ahead and see if the young man will frown."

Wang Fan's roar is roaring, and has madly attracted the killing intention in the short killing gun, and blasted out with a fierce shot.

The intrepid old man of the sixth floor never thought that Wang Fan was able to break free of his shackles and pressure and could launch such a violent counterattack.

When he reacted, the short killing gun in Wang Fan's hands had set off a series of horrible gun marks and killing momentum, and enveloped him towards him.

Looking at the sky's gun pattern and feeling the horrible killing, the old man's complexion finally could not help but change slightly. But it has only changed, and it is far from fearful.

I saw that it just took a step backwards at random, but it had already withdrawn hundreds of meters away.

Immediately, his dry right hand protruded again, but this time it was turned into a fist, and he bombarded the sky and the killing force.

Boom Boom Boom!

The fist of the old man rolled up a violent storm of energy, and bombarded the sky with a gunshot.

Suddenly, those gunshots started to collapse.

However, although the gunshot killing force is collapsing, the old man still underestimates their power.

Even if his fist has blocked a lot of gunshot kills, there are still several ways that fell on him.

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