Super King of Soldiers in the City

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What kind of terror is the power of Wang Fan?

Even if the monk who exhibited the magic weapon of copper money was the top strongman of the nine layers of the Holy Realm, he felt a deep chill.

Suddenly he withdrew the copper coins and backed wildly, trying to avoid the knife.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, but he couldn't help laughing, it was a sneer, "I want to retire now, don't you think it's too late?"

A voice fell, and the waves of the sky ripped through the air, and suddenly a terrible river of swords was formed.

The Daohe River is majestic and breaks away, and the huge ripples are scattered in the space, just like the Daohe River is about to split the void.

The nine-story monk of the Holy Realm was shocked and decisively burned his blood, and threw the copper money in his hand, shouting in his mouth, "Explode!"

boom!

A horrible burst of noise came, but it was a pity, but it was still unable to stop the horrible sword river.

Although Daohe was affected and collapsed a lot, he was still violently winding towards the ninth floor of the holy land.

"No, no ..." The ninth floor of the Holy Realm looked at this scene, and the pupils could not help shrinking fiercely, screaming in despair.

The speed of the Daohe River was so fast that it was so unimaginable that he knew that he could not avoid it.

With just a few breaths, Daohe was already curled up on him, blood spewing like raindrops, and he fell heavily from the air.

His body was completely crushed by Daohe, and he was completely breathless.

Wang Fan looked at the ninth floor of the Holy Realm slashed by the knife river, and a cold smile crossed his lips.

"dead!"

At this moment, the other nine floors of the Holy Land had been killed from behind.

The **** streamer in his hand flew out of his hand, rising in response to the storm. In an instant, the whole space seemed to be shrouded in darkness and dark.

A cold chill swept the world, and the more black airflow was like a sword, madly blasting towards Wang Fan's body.

Wang Fan's face changed slightly, he knew that this was also a concentrated blow of the nine layers of the Holy Land.

He did so, obviously with the idea of ​​killing with one blow.

Wang Fan frantically condensed the aura, and frantically performed the lightning, the whole person was like a thunderbolt, flashing towards the distance, but even so, there was still no way of air flow crazy into his body.

An extremely cold feeling came, he even felt his body began to stiffen, as if to be frozen.

In addition, there is a cold energy, but it is rolled up into his mind, while disturbing his thoughts, it seems to be swallowing his brain.

Feeling this scene, Wang Fan's face changed wildly.

He madly condensed his mental strength, and pounded **** the strange energy that invaded his mind.

With a loud bang, there seemed to be a blast in his mind, followed by a flick of his body, his face pale immediately.

"Shoot my ghost sword, then, you can die." The nine-layered Sacred Realm looked at this scene, but his eyes were filled with surprise.

He knows that the following Wang Fan is no longer afraid, and hit his ghost sword, Wang Fan can only be reduced to the lamb to be slaughtered.

Wang Fan didn't speak, but was madly resisting the strange energy that invaded the brain. As for the freezing of the body, he simply ignored it.

At this time, the ninth floor of the Holy Realm had been killed again. This time, instead of using the black big streamer, he put away the big streamer and punched Wang Fan.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue to use the black streamer, it is because the strange energy inside the black streamer has been used up too much, even if he continues to use it, the power is not great.

Wang Fan looked at the ninth floor of the Holy Realm with a punch, and his face changed, and he continued to use the electric flash madly and moved away.

boom!

The attack on the ninth floor of the Holy Land fell on the palace behind Wang Fan.

At this time, Wang Fan had appeared thousands of kilometers away, but in his eyes, a strange look appeared.

Because he felt a scorching energy surging out of his body, directly like the wind and clouds, turning the strange cold energy that invaded into the body into nothingness.

At the same time, his legs, which had been frozen by ice, had already been unsealed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to normal.

Yaohuo!

This is Yaohuo!

Wang Fan murmured and couldn't help but scolded himself that he was really a fool, but he didn't even think of using demon fire to deal with that cold energy.

Moreover, in addition to the cold power, he can also use thunder and lightning energy, these are all the nemesis of the cold breath.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan looked up coldly at the ninth floor of the Holy Land.

At this time, the ninth floor of the holy realm had been hit by one hit, and he was slain towards him again, and the distance between the two sides was already less than one kilometer.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, and a cold color appeared in the corner of his mouth.

He put away the shadow knife, leaned into the void with his right hand, and then grabbed it hard.

With a crackling sound coming out, in an instant, the thunder and lightning elements in the surrounding heaven and earth began to gather frantically towards his palm.

It didn't take long for a thunderbolt python to appear above his palm.

"The law of lightning, you, have you mastered the law of lightning?"

The Holy Realm looked at this scene on the ninth floor, and the forward figure stopped abruptly. He stared at the thunderbolt python in the void, and the color of fear appeared in his eyes.

His breath is cold, so whether it is a demon fire or thunder, he is the most feared, his nemesis.

At this moment, when he saw the thunderbolt giant python condensed by Wang Fan, he had only the urge to crash to death.

Without hesitation, he turned madly and fled.

Only, can he escape?

Wang Fan looked indifferently at the ninth floor of the holy realm that turned around and flicked with his right hand, then immediately waved fiercely, "Go!"

With his words falling, the Thunderbolt Python immediately rushed towards the ninth floor of the Holy Realm like a real python.

In just a few moments, the Thunderbolt Python had already caught up with the ninth floor of the Holy Land and struck him hard with Thunderbolt.

Crackling!

Like a thunderous loud noise, the ninth floor of the holy realm was caught in a thunderbolt python, his body choked and shuddered, and began a crazy scream.

At the same time, he was also constantly emitting black gas, and every time a black gas appeared, his breath would be weaker.

In just a few moments, his entire body fell to the ground like a skinny skin, without strength.

At the same time, the Thunderbolt Python slowly dissipated.

"Die." Wang Fan looked at the nine floors of the dying sanctuary on the ground with no pity in his eyes.

He spit out two words indifferently, and he came to the other party in one step, and immediately punched him.

Huh!

There was another sound, the nine-story of this holy realm, the whole body exploded and died on the spot!

At this point, the three Han Zhong, the whole army was annihilated.

Leng Yun looked at this scene, and he felt as if he had been split by lightning, and his mind was blank.

Wang Fanzhi's fierceness is almost almost evil.

"Elder Leng, you take care of it first. I will look elsewhere." After Wang Fan killed three people, he didn't stay here. He said to Leng Yun, and his body disappeared.

At the next moment, he had appeared on the square where the priests of the Three Saints were nailed.

At this time, hundreds of San Shengzong elder disciples had been cruelly nailed here, and even in front of some people, there were monks of the three forces who wantonly humiliated.

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