Super King of Soldiers in the City

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The quicksand storm swept madly. At this moment, it seemed that the whole world had been filled with quicksand, and the eyes were all black.

The violent coercion and the terrible killing force made the more than two hundred monks look mad.

They did not expect that Wang Fan was in control of such powerful quicksand martial arts. If he knew this, they would never choose to ambush Wang Fan in the quicksand river.

It is a pity that there is no such thing in this world.

"Fight!"

"Kill!"

"Even if it is dead, kill him!"

After a short period of sluggishness, everyone recovered.

They roared again, desperately burning their blood, and launched an attack towards the sky.

Only by defeating the sky and sand, and only by blocking the sky and sand, would they have the opportunity to kill Wang Fan. Otherwise, everything is meaningless.

It's just that it's so easy for them to stop the stormy sky.

The reason they were able to block it was because they took the lead and attacked first, and the last quicksand storm was far less terrifying than this time, so they were able to block it.

Now, how can they stop Wang Fan, who has taken the lead, to compare with the last quicksand storm that has been terrified many times over?

Boom!

In a burst of bursting sound, the offensive they set off, could not stop the quicksand storm at all, and was completely torn.

The quicksand storms continued to roll like raging waves, and they quickly flew over their heads.

Then, like a huge axe, fell from the top of their heads like crazy.

嗤嗤 嗤嗤!

Blood splattered, flesh flew across, and in a short span of time, countless people were chopped by the giant axe formed by the quicksand and died directly.

When the sky and sands dissipated, of the more than 200 people, only 50 were still alive.

Even for those fifty people, at least more than thirty people have been seriously injured and have lost their fighting power. That is to say, there are only dozens of people who still have fighting power.

These people stared blankly at the scene in front of them, their faces dead.

They never thought about it, and there are still people who can remain undefeated in the face of more than 300 masters of the same rank.

No, it's not right. This is not to remain undefeated at all, but not only did not die, but also killed more than 90% of the people.

This terrible combat power, let alone their low-level domain, even if it is the intermediate domain, or even the high-level domain, I am afraid I can not find one?

Fear spread in their hearts, at this time they have no fighting spirit at all.

More than three hundred people can't kill Wang Fan. With their dozens of people, if they want to kill Wang Fan, it is even a dream.

Even though Wang Fan looked very weak at this time, it seemed that he was also the end of a strong crossbow, and they no longer had the courage to fight.

Wang Fan is indeed the end of a strong crossbow. At this time, his face is pale, covered with blood, and his breath is extremely weak.

Although the killing axe is powerful, the cost to him is also extremely huge. Unless he has a deep foundation, I am afraid that he can't bear the cost at all.

In Wang Fan's eyes, the consumption of the killing axe is already second only to his killing short gun.

These people lost their fighting spirit and lacked the courage to fight, but Wang Fan still had no plans to let them go.

When Wang Fan saw the miserable end of Yue Hongyi and Cheng Cheng, they had already killed all of them.

How could he vent his anger without killing him?

"Death!" Another low scream came out, and the red axe in Wang Fan's hand was raised again, and he bombarded wildly.

The dozen people looked at this scene and their complexion changed instantly.

"No, no!"

"Do not kill me!"

Their hearts were trembling, and they couldn't help but beg for mercy.

The previous quicksand storm was really terrible. They had completely shuddered from the bottom of their hearts, and they dared not face the second time.

However, Wang Fan ignored them at all, still burning his blood madly, urging the red axe to bombard the past.

The violent killing swept through, and the dozen people soon felt wrong.

They only saw the axe blasting out, only felt the axe's intent to kill, they didn't even see the quicksand being rolled up.

No, no, this is not a quicksand storm, just an ordinary axe, but they are already scared by the quicksand storm. When Wang Fan blasted the axe, he subconsciously thought it was a quicksand storm.

It's a pity that they wake up too late.

In a whispering voice, among the dozen people, there were seven or eight people who were swept away again, and the blood mist sprayed the room and died completely.

More than a dozen people saw it, their faces could not help but change fiercely.

"Fight, we fight with him. Since he doesn't give us a way to live, he will die together!" While one of them roared, the whole person went back crazy.

Not only him, but also six people backed up with madness, and only four people rushed towards Wang Fan silly.

Wang Fan raised a sneer in the corner of his mouth, swallowed several pills again, forcibly gathered the aura in his body, and another axe burst out.

However, the target he attacked was not the four monks who rushed to him, but the seven monks who fled.

Boom!

There was another series of loud noises. Of the seven people who fled, five died instantly, and only two escaped the blow.

If it weren't for the five people's desperate escape, there wouldn't be any point of fighting and resisting at all. Wang Fan couldn't kill the five with one axe.

In spite of this, after he bombarded the five people, his figure could not help but stumble, and a spit of blood spewed out.

At this time, the four people who rushed to Wang Fan had launched an attack on Wang Fan.

Four blades of razor blades swept wildly towards Wang Fan. Wang Fan only had time to avoid three, and he was already cut on the chest by the fourth.

Yin Hong's blood sprayed out, and Wang Fan couldn't help but fall to the ground.

Looking at this scene, whether it was the four people or the two who stopped fleeing, they were all taken aback for a moment, and then they were overjoyed.

At this moment, Wang Fan looks really no longer good. Seven of them swarmed together, and it is entirely possible to kill Wang Fan.

The thought of being able to kill Wang Fan, they could not help but become excited.

You know, Wang Fan is a character who ca n’t even grasp the Eight Great Sects and ca n’t help it.

If they could destroy Wang Fan, what kind of glory would be, even if they returned to the sect, it would be a lot of rewards.

In addition, Wang Fan is so anti-sky, there must be many secrets in his body, not to mention anything else, just the quicksand storm martial arts before it is enough to make them crazy.

Thinking of this, they are even more excited!

"Kill this scum!"

"This scum willfully slaughtered our eight monks of the monastery, the crime was heinous, go together, kill him!"

"Beasts, even killed many of us, if you don't pick your bones and seduce your skin, burn your skin and burn your skin, Lao Tzu will be a monk!"

"kill!"

After the excitement, the seven people shouted loud slogans, and madly urged the few auras in the body, and the tigers rushed to Wang Fan.

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