Super King of Soldiers in the City

The long sword exploded with a loud bang.

Luo Tianna's severely wounded body, which was originally swaying, broke and opened in an instant, blood spilling into the sky.

"This deity hates you! Wang Fan! You can't die! Even if you die, the deity will not let you go!"

Luo Tian felt that body is getting weaker and weaker, a touch of despair appeared in his eyes, and he roared to the sky.

In the next second, the only immortal essence in his dantian began to burn, and the aura of the whole person became violent in an instant.

He is going to blew himself up!

No matter whether he can hurt Wang Fan, he will blew himself up!

This guy is really disgusting!

He actually took advantage of his serious injury and forced himself so!

Luo Tian at this time was really overwhelming. His hatred for Wang Fan could not dissipate even in the three rivers and five seas.

With Luo Tian's self-destruction, at this moment, the faces of the surrounding monks changed.

They all moved away one after another, and no one dared to approach this side.

Luo Tian, ​​that was the top powerhouse in the third floor of the Immortal Venerable, even if he was seriously injured now, his self-destructive power should not be underestimated.

Wang Fan didn't take it seriously, and sneered, "I said, in front of me, you have no chance of blew up."

The moment he spoke, he had already displayed a large shift in space, and instantly approached Luo Tian.

Just before Luo Tian blew himself up, another long sword was in his hand, directly piercing his Dantian.

Boom!

The roar sounded, but it was not Luo Tian's blew sound, but the sound of Wang Fan's long sword shattering his stump.

Luo Tian's whole person was torn to pieces by that violent energy in an instant and turned into nothingness.

In the sky, the blood rain is falling, unspeakably sad.

Looking at the fallen Luo Tian, ​​the scene fell into dead silence again.

Luo Tian was also dead.

Another top powerhouse died.

Today's decisive battle, how many top powerhouses will die?

The hearts of all people are heavy.

When participating in the battle for places, they all had dreams and full of confidence.

But now, they are indescribably melancholy.

At this moment, their Dao heart is a little shaken.

The road of cultivation is long, especially the road of the strong, which is accompanied by a lot of bones.

But everyone present was the genius among the geniuses, the genius among the geniuses.

They all regard themselves as protagonists.

But this time, they were really shaken.

No matter how important the number is, is life important?

No matter how good the sacred place in Zhongzhou is, there are countless opportunities, but if there is no life, is there any meaning?

awful!

It's really miserable!

Today's finals, so far, at least a hundred talents have fallen!

Wang Fan didn't care about that much. He quickly returned to the Chen family position and sat down cross-legged.

outside.

The strong men of the Yang family, Yang Ji and others were already mad with anger.

"Damn it!" Yang Ji was even more furious. If he hadn't scrutinized the rules, he would have been rushing into the space battlefield.

"Wang Fan, you **** it!"

His face was distorted and his voice was hysterical.

Luo Tian, ​​that was the top powerhouse among the 200 cultivators of the Yang Family, but now, he was dead.

Luo Tian's death was undoubtedly a huge blow to the Yang Family.

You know, the final is not just a one-on-one challenge, there will be an all-round melee later.

Under this circumstance, Luo Tian had fallen, and it was conceivable how much influence it had on the Yang family.

At this moment, not only the Yang family, even other families, they are also a little worried.

Tragic!

It's really tragic!

The next battle will be even more tragic and crazier.

This state has entered a melee.

They dare not think about it anymore.

Within the space battlefield.

Wang Fan didn't care so much, he had already closed his eyes.

The battle is still going on.

The eight big families are still the same as before, the two families are fighting, weakening each other's strength.

When it was the turn of the Yang Family, the strong man who played in the Yang Family did not challenge Wang Fan, but chose a weak monk from the Chen Family.

Under the battle between the two, the cultivator of the Yang family fell and was directly beheaded.

This is also no alternative.

Even Wang Fan couldn't change anything.

Challenge, naturally, the challenger has the advantage, and people can choose the opponent according to their own strength.

The challenged is a tragedy.

Unless one's own strength is strong enough, such as Wang Fan, Hong Tao, and Xiao Yu, they have already stood at the pinnacle of these people.

Only in this way, the weak are afraid, and the strong are also afraid, will it be easy and no one dares to challenge.

As for the others, I would be embarrassed.

Once the strong came out, they would almost die.

Following the battles, each of the eight major families suffered deaths and injuries, and the number of monks maintained by each family was similar, and there was no obvious tilt.

Soon, the right to challenge fell to the Yin family again. At this moment, a voice suddenly came in in the void.

"This is the final discussion challenge. After this challenge, there will be a second round of scuffles until the 800 winners are produced."

Accompanied by this voice, all the monks at the scene became more solemn in an instant.

The cultivator of the Yin Family who was just about to leave, couldn't help but suffocate. The next second, the man retreated and Xue Wuyue walked out.

Her eyes swept across the Wu family cultivators, and then directly targeted a strong one.

The battle has been going on for so long, Xue Wuyue, the blood fairy, has never played, and no one has ever challenged her. But at this moment, she stood up.

Seeing Xue Wuyue, the selected strong man from the Wu family couldn't help but change his face, extremely ugly.

However, he had to fight.

The battle between the two began in an instant, and Wang Fan also saw Xue Wuyue's strength for the first time.

Xue Wuyue is a sword cultivator, with a strong will in kendo, and he also masters several powerful kendo martial arts.

When she moved her hand, she was extremely violent, and her whole body was tumbling, and her killing intent was shaking the sky.

Only fifty moves were wrong, the Wu family cultivator who was still powerful in Wang Fan's eyes died under her sword, life and death disappeared.

"I challenge Wang Chuan."

Xue Wuyue just beheaded his opponent, and before returning to the team, a burly monk walked out of the Wu family's team.

At the same time, his voice spread throughout the world.

Wang Chuan was also a strong man recruited by the Yin family, only weaker than Xue Wuyue and others.

This person looks very ordinary, and his weapon is two scimitars.

However, his face was extremely ugly.

Because he knew the person who played in the Wu family, he was not the opponent.

However, despite this, Wang Chuan did not retreat, but still went out and chose to fight.

As a monk, and also a monk, how can he avoid fighting?

Once avoiding the battle, the Dao heart will be unstable, which will affect the follow-up practice.

The two soon fought together, and Wang Chuan retreated steadily, but he was fighting endlessly.

However, in spite of this, insufficient strength means insufficient strength. About a hundred moves, Wang Chuan could not even confess defeat and was directly beheaded on the spot.

Of course, his opponent, not much better, suffered heavy losses.

"For a quota, is it really worth it?"

Wang Fan murmured and shook his head secretly.

Knowing that he is defeated, he still has to fight to the death.

At this moment, he found that he was still a little incompatible with these monks.

The two sides seem to be not people of the same world at all.

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