Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Xiang Jun's attack was like his figure, extremely violent and overbearing.

His opponent has not even fully exerted his strength, he has been hit by his violent iron fist, and then fell out of the battle platform, and his bones did not know how much he broke.

One punch spike.

Ye Zhao is also extremely strong. With a wave of his hand, the sky of golden elements has begun to gather madly, and soon gathered into a spear.

When his opponent came to attack, the spear had also exploded. With just one shot, the opponent's offensive had been completely defeated and disintegrated, and then he was bombed off the battle platform.

Strongly crushed!

Yue Qingchan's performance was equally dazzling. She didn't even touch her hands. With just a glance, her opponent was completely sinking and directly crawling under her feet.

When her opponent recovered, she didn't even have a face to stay here, and she quickly walked away in shame.

The performance of the three of them can be described as extremely stunning.

Xiang Jun and Yueqing Chan were better. After they won, they quietly returned to the battle platform and did not show much pride.

But Na Yezhao, after defeating his opponent, even glanced at Wang Fan's direction and sneered disgustingly, "Just kill the waste, there is nothing to be proud of."

After all, he walked down the battlefield wisely.

Wang Fan did not pay attention to Ye Zhao's provocation, Ye Zhao was not worthy.

He is still immersed in his cultivation, still doing his own thing.

Everyone gradually got used to this style of Wang Fan, so no one said anything.

In this way, nearly a thousand registered monks soon participated in a battle.

Half of them went out directly, half of them continued to fight.

The Black Wind City has made a clear statement. In this debate, only one hundred people were selected to follow Xuanyun City to participate in the discussion.

As for those who have been eliminated, you can go back and forth, or you can go to Xuanyun City to sign up for the doctrine.

Of course, having said that, everyone knows that even those who do not even love the Black Wind City, Xuanyun City, I am afraid it is even more disappointing.

They still had a chance to play in the Black Wind City, but when they arrived in Xuanyun City, they were afraid they didn't even qualify for the battle platform.

The battle continued, and soon it was Wang Fan's turn.

This time, Wang Fan's opponent was a burly young man.

This young man is already well-known among all the contestants.

Of course, compared with Xiang Jun and others, it is still quite different.

When Wang Fan walked on the battle platform, there was no accident, which once again attracted everyone's attention.

They all want to know, this time, Wang Fan will sacrifice his sword.

After all, Wang Fan's opponent is no longer Wu Qian, but a person who is also better than a game.

"Sacrifice your sword." The young man glanced coldly at Wang Fan, his body momentum had already begun.

Like most people, he was very upset about Wang Fan. After all, Wang Fan was really crazy. Why should an unknown person dare to be so crazy?

Wang Fan glanced at the young man and said calmly, "Go ahead."

Regardless of the appearance, tone, and eyes, they treated Wu Qianshi as before.

Seeing this scene, the scene was full of uproar, and more people were excited.

This guy is really crazy as always! I just don't know if he can beat the Golden Tiger as before.

Although Jinhu is not as good as Xiang Jun, it is definitely not weak. In the eyes of everyone, there is no problem at least in the top 100.

Jin Hu heard Wang Fan's words, clenched his fists, and his bones were clicking.

But he didn't shoot immediately, but stared at Wang Fan coldly, just like staring at his prey.

"I will let you sacrifice your sword!" He has a thick voice and a violent killing all over his body, apparently putting pressure on Wang Fan.

Wang Fan couldn't help frowning when he heard Jin Hu offering himself the sword for the second time.

This guy fights, if he wants to let himself sacrifice his sword, is his brain sick?

He was too lazy to continue to speak, as soon as his toes stepped on the battle platform, the whole person had already killed Jinhu.

"Look for death!" Jin Hu saw Wang Fan not only did not sacrifice the sword, but took the initiative to rush towards him, instantly angry.

A swordsman actually attacked him in this way, which is a humiliation to him.

Roaring, the golden tiger stepped on the ground, and also fought towards Wang Fan.

Every time he stepped on the ground, the ground would tremble violently, like a roaring roar with a gust of wind.

Every time he takes a step forward, his momentum will be more violent and sturdy, just like a real beast.

In his eyes, the blood-thirsty bloodthirsty was even more brutal.

"Is Golden Tiger angry?"

"It seems that the swordsman is unlucky."

"Damn, a swordsman, who is going to fight the Golden Tiger physically. Isn't this what he is trying to die for?"

Looking at this scene, while everyone in the audience was trembling, they couldn't help but start talking again.

Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the remarks at all. At the same time that he was about to approach the Golden Tiger, his right hand had already turned into a palm knife and slashed forward.

The palm knife splits out, and thousands of waves rip out, and crazy towards the Golden Tiger, the space seems to be torn into countless segments.

The brutality in Jinhu's eyes became stronger and stronger, he did not retreat at all, yelled, and then raised his right fist.

The fist wind roared, and the world was shaken, and the space seemed to be opened with a fist.

The violent punching power soon swayed on the sky and the waves, and the waves started to collapse.

It's just that although Daolang collapses layer by layer, the Daolang is too much, it seems to be endless, and there is no limit.

When the violent fist completely dissipated, Daolang still had countless others, and continued to kill Xiang Jinhu.

Jin Hu's eyelids jumped slightly, screamed again, and punched again.

It's just that this time, the power of his fist is almost unknown compared to the last time. Even if a lot of knife waves have been defeated, it is of no avail.

When the boxing wind dissipated, the countless sword waves had already slashed in front of him, and he had no time to make a third punch, which had already fallen on him.

The sound of roaring clicks came out, and the sky and the waves wrapped his body, directly torn his defenses, shattered his flesh, and flew him out.

Yin Hong's blood spewed out, and Jin Hu fell down to the ground. How is it different from Wu Qian before? The same is a trick.

This time, the entire area fell into a brief silence.

Countless people were shocked to watch the golden tiger falling down on the ground, it was difficult to calm for a long time.

Is this really the Golden Tiger?

They couldn't even bear some doubt.

If Wang Fan defeated Wu Qian before because Wu Qian was too weak, what now?

Who dares to say that Golden Tiger is weak?

Wang Fanke ignored the shocking feelings of everyone, he had lifted his steps and walked down the battle platform.

Although Jinhu is stronger than Wu Qian, it is the same in Wang Fan's eyes. Anyway, he was killed by a spike, no difference.

At the moment, he even wondered whether there would be a third battle after this battle.

After all, in his opinion, the two wars are enough to prove his strength, enough to enter the top 100, there is no need to fight anymore.

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