Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Wang Fan heard the middle-aged beautiful woman's words, but couldn't help but smile, "Want to let me go quickly, and then don't want to kill you?"

The middle-aged woman looked stagnant and immediately gritted her teeth, "If you kill me, you will have only one way to die."

"Haha." Wang Fan laughed more arrogantly, "According to your meaning, don't kill you, I will kill you, I will kill you, and I will die."

"In that case, what do I keep with you?"

Wang Fan said, as soon as he grabbed his right hand, the shadow knife was already in his hand.

Han Guangshuoshuo, the eyes of the stimulating middle-aged beautiful woman could not help squinting.

At this moment, regret and fear finally appeared in her heart.

She regretted provoking Wang Fan.

She never imagined that she would be forced into such a situation.

Throughout the ages, whether it is ordinary or not, but monks, few are not afraid of death.

As for the middle-aged beautiful woman, a woman who is indescribably tall, but heartbroken, she is naturally even more afraid of death.

"Don't do it."

"There is something to say."

Just when despair emerged from the heart of the middle-aged beautiful woman, two urgent voices suddenly sounded, and two old men appeared on the deck.

Wang Fan looked at the two appearing old men without blinking.

He had long felt that the two old men had come, but he just ignored it.

The middle-aged beautiful woman is different. She saw these two old men as if they saw a savior. She even crawled to the two, and she pointed at Wang Fan with a grudge,

"Elder Gong and Elder Liang, you have to decide for me."

"This man has some strength, and he is arrogant. He not only hurts my disciples of Minghao Zong, but also wants to kill me now. He just didn't take the second elder and my Minghaozong in my eyes.

"If such people do not kill, what is the majesty of Ming Haozong?"

The voice of the middle-aged beautiful woman was extremely sad, she really hated Wang Fan.

As an elder of Minghaozong and a seven-tier strongman of the emperor realm, she was humiliated by a small casual repairer. What a shame?

Papa!

However, the voice of the middle-aged beautiful woman fell, and two slaps fell directly on her face.

Although it is just two ordinary, slaps that do not contain the power of fairy spirit, but still the middle-aged beautiful woman was pumped out, and a blood mist spewed out of her mouth.

"Huying Rou, you are wanton!" The man who is doing it is an old man dressed in white. He is pointing at the nose of the middle-aged beautiful woman, blowing his beard and staring,

"Don't you think it's not enough to lose your face? If you dare to talk nonsense, I will just scrap you!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman covered her cheeks with incredible faces.

It didn't seem to happen to me that Elder Gong not only did not rule her, but even slapped her.

But she never dared to beg for mercy, nor to speak.

In Ming Haozong, her position was far from that of the two elders, and the difference was a little too far away. She dared not be brazen.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, and a strange color appeared in his eyes, feeling a little interesting.

At this moment, the old man in white had looked at Wang Fan, and smiled,

"Xiaoyou, my Minghao Sect is not strict in discipline, I'm sorry. The old man Gong Luzhe, this is Liang Yaoshan, I don't know how to call Xiaoyou?"

Wang Fan heard this old man's words and felt even more interesting.

As the saying goes, the person who does n’t laugh at his face, plus he did n’t feel the killing intention from the two old men, so he did n’t take it.

He clenched his fists and replied, "The two elders are polite, and there is something wrong with Wang Fan. I hope to forgive me."

While talking, the aura in his body was surging again, beware of the two old men.

"Wang Fan Xiaoyou said this is hitting our old face." Gong Luzhe was embarrassed to hear Wang Fan's words.

Liang Yaoshan also followed the interface, "Yeah, things have been investigated by us after investigation. It is those disciples who have failed to make trouble and offend the children unreasonably."

"They are provocative first, aggressive, but in the end they are not as good as anyone. Who can blame?"

"As for this bitch, it is even more unreasonable. It is really not self-confident to use these bad excuses to talk about things and to abandon the cultivation of children."

"I think it's a good thing that the little friends taught them today. Otherwise, in case they provoke someone who shouldn't be harassed in the future, I'm afraid there will be no chance of life."

The middle-aged beautiful woman heard this, her eyes filled with blame, and her face was a little ashamed.

Yes, she is so arrogant and unreasonable, and there will always be a day when she will kick the iron plate.

As long as she kicks the iron plate once, it will definitely die.

This is the cruelty of practicing the world.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged beautiful woman couldn't help shivering.

It seems that she has been in Minghaozong for a long time, and she has no sense of crisis.

Wang Fan didn't speak, just smiled at the two old men.

He knew that these two old men were so polite to him, most of the time they asked for something.

As for what he asked for, Wang Fan could guess that it must have been the empire's contest for the place of the canyon.

Sure enough, when seeing Wang Fan not speaking, Gong Lu coughed and went straight to the topic, "Wang Fan, I wonder if you are going to the Imperial City, is it to fall into the canyon?"

Wang Fan did not conceal, "Yes, I really wanted to get a quota for the fall of the canyon."

Gong Luzhi heard this, and was very happy, "The sect power that I don't know if the children can represent? If not, how about representing Ming Haozong?"

Wang Fan didn't move his face, but his heart moved a little. "To participate in the debate, you still need to represent the Zong Men's forces. Can't you participate in casual training?"

Gong Lu shook his head, "This controversy is for the entire empire. Of course, it is possible to participate in free training. As long as the conditions are met, anyone can participate."

"It's just that if you want to participate in Sanxue, you have to join a sect or force to play on its behalf. In this way, it will also facilitate the competition and management."

"So, if the little friend meets the conditions, I hope to consider my Ming Haozong."

Gong Luci's tone was very sincere.

Although Ming Haozong is a third-class sect, in fact, the foundation and strength of the third-class sect have been lost.

It's simply impossible for them to be able to break through the enemies, and to shine on the stage of the debate.

Powerful monks will not choose their low-level sect, but will only choose those sects with strong and profound heritage.

The monks without strength, even if they represent their ancestors, it is also cannon fodder.

It is for this reason that after seeing Wang Fan's strength, the two of them wanted to invite Wang Fan to help.

"Now that Elder Gong invites me, then I naturally want to give face. I will play for you on behalf of Ming Haozong, and I will be proud of everyone for a while."

Wang Fan hesitated slightly, then nodded and agreed.

Although he has some unpleasantness with Ming Haozong, for Li Yun's future, it doesn't matter if he takes one step.

What's more, no matter which ancestor represents the battle, it is a battle. Anyway, if you want to get a good ranking, you don't rely on the sect, but your own strength.

So Wang Fan does not matter.

"Then I would like to thank the little friends." Gong Luzhe and the two heard Wang Fan's agreement, and there was a happy look on the old face.

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