Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Although Wang Fan was sure that Que Lanmao and others would not recognize him, he was still unavoidable.

If you are not afraid of 10,000, you will be afraid of it. In case Que Lanmao recognizes him, let ’s not say whether he can walk away in the hands of so many respectable nine-tier strongmen, even if he can walk away, it is also true to Zhenhong Completely missed.

Wang Fan walked to a rear position and stood, lowered his head and closed his eyes to refresh himself.

At this time, he did not dare to disturb at all, nor did he dare to use spirit to sweep anyone. He is about to enter Zhenhong space now, he doesn't want to have an accident.

"Stay away from me." But, just when Wang Fan just lowered his head to find a place to stand, a cold voice reached his ears.

When Wang Fan looked up subconsciously, he suddenly saw a female practitioner wearing a purple skirt.

This female cultivator's cultivation practice on the eighth floor is very cold.

She is very beautiful, with a curly eyebrow face, three thousand green silk scattered on her shoulders like a waterfall, and a purple belt perfectly complements her figure.

But her lips are thin, and her eyes are full of loneliness and empty eyes, which makes Wang Fan dislike it.

Wang Fan had also noticed that there was no monk within three meters of her body.

He screamed badly in his heart. He just hid behind the crowd, not even noticing how empty it was.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'll go now." An expression of fear and fear appeared on his face, and while apologizing, he hurriedly walked in the other direction.

Only he stepped back two steps, and a somber cold voice suddenly came over.

"Where did the earth steamed buns, even Sister Hu Yu dare to come close, I think you are looking for death!"

This is a male cultivator who respects the eighth floor. His appearance is also very respectful, but his eyes are soft. This person is also full of loneliness, apparently also from Dazongmen.

After scolding Wang Fan, the man repairer came to the side of the woman in purple skirt. The coldness on his face disappeared, and he smiled,

"Sister Hu Yu, this ant has offended you just now, would you like me to help you teach?"

This person's speech is very rampant, and Wang Fan is not taken into consideration at all, and the language is full of disdain and contempt.

It is also the sixth floor of Wang Fan District's respect for the realm. It is a strange thing that he can really put it in his eyes.

Hu Yu frowned, a little two steps away from Qian Zhen, and then said, "No more."

After she had finished speaking, she was too lazy to ignore Qian Zhenjiu, but looked at the dozen or so elders in front of the entrance to the canyon.

Qian Zhenjiu listened to Hu Yu's words, but his brows could not help but wrinkle, and looked coldly at Wang Fan, "Go away, this is your luck, and dare to hamper Hu Yu's eyes next time Kill you directly! "

Qian Zhenjiu's voice is not too loud, but it is not too small. The monks around couldn't help but looked over and didn't know what happened.

Wang Fan didn't even pay attention to the sight of those monks around him, let alone Qian Zhenjiu.

He didn't talk a little nonsense, bowed his head quickly and backed away, and soon came to a corner.

"Waste! Shao!" Qing Zhenjiu saw Wang Fan so daring and sneered.

The monks around also despised Wang Fan very much. They also did not understand how Wang Fan, such a seedless monk, killed the encirclement and got the qualified bracelet.

Only those monks who came with Wang Fan had strange expressions.

They simply couldn't figure out why Wang Fan, such a powerful and powerful person, could bear this tone in front of Qian Zhenjiu.

Even if Qian Zhenjiu is the genius of Ji Yun Dao, it shouldn't make Wang Fan so afraid?

What's more, even if Wang Fan is in conflict with Qian Zhenjiu here, elders such as Que Lanmao of Ji Yun Dao will never make it for Qian Zhenjiu.

Although Que Lanmao and others also heard the movement, they did not pay attention to it.

They quickly took out the jade cards and began to slip in the void.

Just a dozen breathing kung fu, a iris emerged, and a huge void door had appeared at the entrance of the canyon.

Looking at the huge void door, all the monks became excited.

This is a void door into Zhenhong space. When they think about entering Zhenhong space soon, where can they not be excited?

After all, as long as you can live out of Zhenhong space, you will definitely become a strong man in the future, even if it is a holy realm, it is not impossible.

"I think everyone can't wait to enter the real space, we don't delay your time, please enter now."

"However, before entering, I would like to remind everyone that every monk who enters must wear the qualification bracelet on his wrist."

"Otherwise, not only will you be ejected directly, but you will also be disqualified."

"Okay, now you line up and enter in order!"

Looking at the thousand monks with excited faces, Que Lanmao stood up. He didn't talk nonsense and said directly.

Listening to his words, even if a thousand monks were excited, they had to press the excitement and started to line up, and put the bracelet on the bracelet.

They are about to enter Zhenhong space soon, and they do n’t want to have an accident at this time and are disqualified from entering.

Wang Fan stood in the back position, but his heart was once again uneasy.

Under normal circumstances, such a large void gate can be flown in directly, and there is no need to line up one by one.

He almost didn't have to think about it, and he already knew that this must be the Eight Great Sects looking for him.

Ba Dazongmen guessed that he would enter Zhenhong space, so he used this method.

Just when Wang Fan thought about these, he suddenly realized that a ray of wind was blasting towards him.

The ray of wind is not offensive, but it contains a mark.

Obviously, this is someone who wants to make a mark on him and wants to kill him after entering the real space.

Wang Fan was calm on the surface, but his heart was furious.

He swept out carefully, mentally, and suddenly saw the soft, shallow face.

Wang Fan pretended to be unaware of the ray of wind and walked behind the line.

For him now, Qian Zhenjiu is nothing at all. What he has to deal with is how to enter the space of Zhenhong.

With the entry of a famous monk, Wang Fan's heart became more and more disturbed.

Because he found that every monk who was about to enter would be swept by several strong men of the eight major schools of mind repeatedly.

This is not counted, and even more than a dozen monks have been brought up, temporarily standing on the other side.

Among the more than ten monks, some were easy to be dressed, some were wearing masks, and one was because the cultivation base was on the sixth floor.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, and his heart was even more disturbed. According to this standard, he would certainly be raised.

After all, he not only ruined his appearance and changed his appearance, but his strength was also on the sixth floor of respect.

With the entry of a famous monk, Wang Fan was getting closer and closer to the entrance. While his heart was tense, he also thought about whether he would break in.

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