Super King of Soldiers in the City

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He didn't dare to neglect at all. While his figure twisted, he burned Jingyuan madly, forcing a punch to change the rules again.

It was just that his fist had just blasted out, and Yun Qianxing's fist had been heavily bombarded on his left rib.

Click, a harsh sound, Yin Hong's blood splattered, Wang Fan was blasted out instantly.

He fell to the ground, coughing up blood with a big mouth, and his face was pale.

This Yun Qianxing is really terrible, worthy of being a peerless powerhouse on the fifth floor of the Holy Realm.

Even if his regular punches have weakened most of the opponent's strength, he was almost killed by a punch.

Almost at the moment when Wang Fan was flying, Su Luoyan's multicolored ribbons had already rolled up in tremendous light, rolled up the violent killing and killed Yun Qianxing in front of him.

Originally with the strength of Yun Qianxing, this attack by Su Luoyan did not have much effect on him at all.

However, because he happened to be covered by Wang Fan's regular punches at this moment, he lost his sense of aura. Not only did most of the power of the one punch weakened, but even the cultivation practice had disappeared in a short time.

In this case, he wanted to avoid Su Luoyan's multicolored ribbon with violent killing power, which was simply a fantasy.

laugh!

With a loud tingling scalp, Yun Qianxing's half of the body was twisted with ribbons, and even his left arm was torn apart.

Yun Qianxing couldn't resist the scream of pain, and finally there was fear in his heart.

At this moment, his right arm was severed, half of his left arm was shattered, and half of his body was shattered. This was a serious injury.

Even if he had recovered his sense of aura now, and he was free from the restraint of Wang Fan's regular boxing, he could not help feeling a chill.

He didn't even think that the five-story peak powerhouse in his own holy realm just chased down a severely wounded holy realm on the third floor and a respectable nine-level salamander ant.

This is too difficult for him to accept, he simply can't bear this reality.

He looked at Wang Fan with a pale face, but he felt a little hairy inside.

In this area, there are only nine tiers of ants in the realm, and they can even blast magic rules that contain rules. What kind of demon is this?

Even if Wang Fan really has that kind of top-level martial arts, how can he succeed in his cultivation based on his ninth-level cultivation practice?

You know, not to mention the realm monk, even the emperor realm might not be able to perform attacks with rules.

"kill him!"

After a short gasp, Wang Fan smiled and jumped up suddenly, killing Yun Qianxing like a tiger.

At this moment, he seems to have become a hunter, and Yun Qianxing is reduced to prey!

Su Luoyan didn't hesitate, followed Wang Fan, and killed Yun Qianxing.

Yun Qianxing looked at this scene, it was suffocating.

These two wounded ants are going to kill themselves, which is a shame!

However, even if he suffocated, unwilling, and disgraceful again, looking at the two who rushed over, especially Wang Fan, his heart was unavoidable.

He didn't dare to continue to fight the two, but his figure flashed and he planned to escape.

"Want to go, have you gone?" Wang Fan sneered, clenching his fists, and madly blasted again.

The invisible rules of power swayed out, and the figure of Yun Qianxing was enveloped in an instant.

Even if there was only one breathing time, Su Luoyan's multicolored ribbons fell on Yun Qianxing's body, and directly shattered his left leg.

But at this moment, the rule **** disappeared, Yun Qianxing madly burned his blood, leaped against a right leg, and rushed towards the sky.

Where will Wang Fan give him the opportunity to fly away, almost at the moment when Yun Qianxing rushed to the sky, a short killing spear has appeared in his hand, and then a stab in the sky.

The overwhelming terror killing power is overwhelming, and the space of this side has been shrouded in an instant.

Countless sharp gunshots pierced the air, like a thunder and lightning, violently slammed into the clouds and clouds.

Yun Qianxing felt the mighty terrible killing power, and the horrible gunshots from behind him, even his scalp was numb.

It was only at this time that he was unable to evade or resist.

"I'm so unwilling!" Yun Qianxing snarled unwillingly, but soon, his snarl was overwhelmed by the countless gun marks.

Blood light stains the sky, and when everything returns to peace, Yun Qianxing has already completely turned into blood foam.

With a thump, Wang Fan fell to the ground, gasping heavily.

His face was extremely pale and pale as paper.

"Wang Fan." Su Luoyan exclaimed and hurried to Wang Fan to check Wang Fan's injury.

"Quick, leave here, and hide in another place." Wang Fan finished weakly, and then immediately fell into a coma.

Su Luoyan also knew that this place should not stay for a long time, and quickly took Wang Fan away from here, but did not leave the abandoned temple.

Because in the current situation, only the deserted temple is considered relatively safe.

Sure enough, not long after they left, countless monks came here quickly.

Only what they saw was only blood foam on the floor.

The night is getting thicker, like a huge maze-like barren temple, and there are still countless monks shuttle back and forth.

These monks were brought over by Yun Qianxing to hunt down the enemies of Su Luoyan, but they had been separated on the way of chasing the two Wang Fan.

They are no longer together, but one or several together, forming countless teams of people, constantly looking for shuttles.

It's just that along with the search, their faces are a little blue, especially those strong men who have cultivated to reach the holy realm, they are starting to get impatient.

Not only did they not find Wang Fan, they even couldn't find Yun Qianxing and other companions.

Not only that, they have not even found the way to leave the barren temple.

Simply put, they have been lost in the deserted temple.

Although they took out the communication beads and contacted their companions, it was only in a barren temple like a labyrinth that no one could say their position at all.

They lost their mental strength, just like blind, bumping around.

Fortunately, they are still cultivated, so they will not be starved or exhausted.

The night shrouded the entire desolate temple, and there was a repressive breath in the air.

In a hidden position, Wang Fan and Su Luoyan are raising their eyes quickly.

The two of them were equally seriously injured and needed to be restored.

The injury is good to say, after all, Wang Fan has a vital wood pith. Even a serious injury, as long as a drop of vital wood pith, it can be completely recovered in a short time.

It's just that the worn-out Aura is not very recoverable.

In particular, the two men burned their blood countless times, Wang Fan forcibly stimulated the killing short gun, and Su Luoyan forced the secret technique twice.

Although Wang Fan's medicine is very helpful to himself, it is not very helpful to the Su Luoyan on the third floor of the Holy Realm. Of course, chat is better than nothing.

The night passed quickly and the two were still recovering frantically.

At a certain moment, the two of them couldn't help but open their eyes at the same time, and a frosty cold gleam appeared in the dark eyes.

Someone, come here!

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