Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Wang Fan ignored the sensation outside, and after staying in his residence for three days, he left the Yunqing Academy.

He intends to find a place to repair Xiu to break through to the emperor's realm. Then, this matter can no longer be delayed.

As for why he is not in the emperor's realm in Yunqing Academy, it is because he also has concerns.

His practice is too dynamic, and there are such things as mixed lines on his body. If it is exposed, it will not be good.

Wang Fan quickly left the Yunqing Academy and left Yunqing City, only he was hundreds of miles away from Yunqing City, and keenly found that he was being followed, and more than one person followed him.

It's just that these people who follow him are well aware of the hidden way, and the hidden breath is perfect, even if he is, he almost didn't notice it.

"Isn't it the Nanyuan people?" Wang Fan thought to himself, but felt that something was wrong.

Because in his perception, the strength of these people who follow him is on the ninth floor of the Holy Realm, and has not stepped into the Emperor Realm.

The people in the South Courtyard knew that he was strong, even Yun Yun's invincible was easily crushed by him, and Liu Chaoran didn't dare to fight.

Under such circumstances, whoever dared to follow him in the courtyard of the South Court, would he dare to follow him?

But if the other party is not from the South Courtyard, who is it?

He just entered the heavens, and did not offend anyone.

Wang Fan didn't have a clue in his heart, so he didn't even think about it, and continued to fly forward, but only slowed down.

Another hour later, those who followed him finally no longer covered up, and in a breath, they chased crazy in his direction.

Wang Fan was aware of this scene, and there was a sneer in the corner of his mouth. He simply did not move forward, but stopped directly at the same place.

He also wanted to figure out who these followers were and what he intended to do.

Wang Fan didn't wait long, eight figures appeared before him, and surrounded him.

These eight people, led by a young man.

The young man was dressed in purple and his face was handsome, and his eyes were filled with a touch of pride.

He looked at Wang Fan as if he were looking at an ant, with great contempt.

Wang Fan didn't care about the other party's contempt, but asked lightly, "Who are you, what do you want to follow me?"

"kill!"

The young man was simply too lazy to answer Wang Fan's question. He just drank it out, and the other seven people immediately burst into a violent killing and rushed towards Wang Fan.

The seven people, all of which are the peaks of the ninth floor of the Holy Realm, are extremely breathable.

They are killing Wang Fanjian, and the whole body is full of madness, and the killing momentum is surging.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fan did not continue to talk nonsense. He took a right hand stroke, directly grabbed the shadow knife, and killed seven people on the steps.

In the Yunqing Academy, because he has always been fighting against the people in the academy, he does not need to kill, so he has never used the shadow knife.

Now, there is no need to be so polite.

These people obviously came to his life, so, what is he polite?

The Shadow Sword Festival came out, and the fierce killing came out violently. Countless swords ruptured the space, screaming, and rolled toward the seven in a frenzy.

The seven people shouted loudly, and the aura in their bodies ran away. They also had weapons in their hands, and they slammed the swords that blasted Wang Fan.

The sound of blasting and blasting broke out, and the violent swordmans collided with their attack, setting off a shocking wave.

The force of terror swept over the seven people. The seven men groaned and their bodies all receded, but they did not suffer much injuries.

They raised their heads and looked at Wang Fan with great shock. Obviously, they did not expect that Wang Fan had such a terrible combat power.

The face of the unmoved young man couldn't help but change slightly.

Only the first confrontation, the seven people fell into the disadvantage. Obviously, they all underestimated the fighting power of Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's brows were also slightly picky. He thought that his knife was enough to sever these seven people, but he didn't expect that he just drove them back.

After a brief silence, the seven men shot again at the same time and madly killed Wang Fan.

The weapons in their hands waved wildly, disturbing the general situation of the world, and suddenly a terror storm appeared in the air, sweeping towards Wang Fan.

At this moment, the entire void oscillated and was bathed in a violent wave, killing the sky.

Wang Fan's brow furrowed, the spirit in his body surged wildly, his right foot stepped on the floor, and the whole person rose into the sky.

In his hand, the shadow knife lifted a blaze of extreme brilliance and directly killed one of them.

This time, his attack was not directed against everyone, but only against one person.

The man felt the horror of the sword contained in Wang Fanying's sword, and his face finally couldn't help but change, becoming a bit ugly.

He felt like he was overwhelmed by the endless wave of swords, nowhere to retreat, nowhere to avoid.

If he wanted not to be torn by the knife, he could only tear a gap in the sea of ​​the knife, otherwise he would die.

Thinking of this, he frantically condensed his aura, slashing the weapon in his hand, and frantically split into the sea of ​​swords.

What made him desperate was that with a bang, his attack fell on the sea of ​​swords, not only did he fail to tear the gap, but instead it was crushed.

His face changed, becoming extremely ugly and pale.

But at that moment, the ocean-like swordmand had come to him and tore his body to shatter in a murmur of noise.

The blood is blooming in mid-air, like blood rain, a nine-layer strong in the Holy Land, dies!

This scene made the young man who was watching from a distance could not help but pick a corner, but then he laughed ironically.

Wang Fan knows that he will die, so do he plan to pull a few backs before the interim?

You know, although Wang Fan killed one person, but the attacks of six others have already come, how should Wang Fan guard against it?

The youth just thought of this, and his complexion could not help but change.

Because he found that Wang Fan disappeared strangely.

The attack of the six people fell on Wang Fan, but only the torn image was torn.

"Don't you say who you are? If so, let's all die." A cold voice came from a prescription, and in a flash, the knife light bloomed again.

One of the six people's face changed dramatically, and the aura within him started to recede madly.

Because the knife is aimed at him.

It's just that there's no time to go there, how can he be faster?

With another sneer, the violent blade of the sword directly pierced his eyebrows, and while bringing out a blood mist, his body fell slowly.

Another person, dead, only five out of six!

Looking at this scene, the headed young man finally could not help but slightly changed his face.

A bad feeling appeared in his heart.

Wang Fan didn't even have time to care for the young man. He had come to him again, his right leg was raised, and he swept violently towards the man.

At this moment, there were countless thunderbolts on his right leg, and the thunder and lightning threw around the entire right leg, crackling and horrifying.

The man felt the scene, his pupils shrunk slightly, and he slammed his fists to resist.

But when Wang Fan's right leg fell, his arms had been smashed directly, which was almost unbearable.

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