Super King of Soldiers in the City

Behind Nangong Dai was a woman in a white dress.

The woman stood there indifferently, her snow-white long dress moving with the wind, elegant and refined, just like an immortal.

At a certain moment, the woman suddenly asked, "Master, the five major forces have sent people into the Sorry Mountain and jointly deal with Junior Brother Wang Fan. Do you want me to help him?"

Her voice is very clear and sweet, and extremely beautiful.

Dai Nangong did not hesitate, but nodded, "Go, you can be in the dark. Now that Wang Fan has joined my martial arts palace, my martial arts palace naturally cannot sit back and watch."

"It's just that you have to be more careful, and it is best to hide your identity. Otherwise, if the five major forces join forces to target our martial arts palace, it will still be very detrimental to our martial arts palace."

The woman nodded, "Understood."

When the words fell, her figure flashed and disappeared.

Dai Nangong watched the woman leave, she couldn't help sighing, "This kid, I don't know if I can avoid this disaster, I have tried my best."

Although she also wanted to send some martial arts disciples to help in the fight, she had many worries.

Although Wu Gong is strong, she is definitely not an opponent of the five major forces. She has to consider everything.

Moreover, she was able to use martial arts energy to deter the five great powers, the immortal emperor and the strongest from not taking action, which was already considered the limit.

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Sly hill.

Wang Fan didn't know what was happening outside, and even if he knew it, he didn't care too much.

If he were outside, perhaps he would still be afraid of the five forces.

But in Guishan, he was not afraid at all.

Here, as long as he is not beaten to death, he still has the ability to escape.

In the past few days, he has been like a lunatic, has been fighting the ring, and his strength has improved significantly.

In just three or four days, his physical strength has gone further, even Murong Xian is no longer his opponent.

Of course, it was limited to Weishan. If he went out, Murongxian would be able to pinch him to death with a finger.

On this day, as soon as Wang Fan woke up, Murongxian walked in.

"There are people coming out again, about a hundred people, all of you are enemies."

Murongxian's voice was as cold as ever, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Are you here again? A hundred?" Wang Fan couldn't help his brow beating slightly when he heard this, "It seems that the five major forces are planning to kill me once and for all. One hundred strong, even if it is a drag Can drag me down."

Wang Fan murmured, and suddenly asked, "How are their strengths, is there a strong immortal emperor?"

In places like Guishan, the cultivation base and spiritual power were banned, although the strength of the cultivation base did not have much influence on Wang Fan.

But not having much impact does not mean that there is no impact.

You know, the consciousness, combat ability, combat experience, and control of power of the immortal emperor are far from comparable to the immortal monk.

Even if it is the same physical strength, if a strong immortal emperor fights against a monk, the monk will definitely die.

As the saying goes, ants often kill elephants.

If the other party only came in with a few or even a dozen people, Wang Fan might not worry about this at all.

But more than a hundred people, this is not a joke.

The early stage is okay, if it is delayed to the later stage, he is exhausted, even if the physical body is strong, he will definitely not be the opponent of the immortal emperor.

The strong immortal emperor, even if the cultivation base and spiritual power are sealed, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary people, much stronger.

"No." Murong Xian shook his head, "It seems that your backstage outside is not bad, at least no strong immortal emperor came in."

"Otherwise, once a strong immortal emperor enters to kill you, you don't need to be too many, just a dozen or so, and you will all die."

This is not a boast, the endurance and endurance of the immortal emperor's powerhouse is by no means comparable to the immortal sovereign.

Wang Fan nodded.

It seems that Wu Gong is still reliable, at least it also blocked some pressure for him.

Otherwise, in the face of such a situation, Wu Gong would not send any reinforcements, and would indulge in the opposing immortal emperor's powerhouse, Wang Fan would probably wonder if he was abandoned.

Although Wang Fan said he did not completely trust Wu Gong, he only believed in himself.

But he didn't want to be abandoned by himself.

If that were the case, even if he went out, he would never return to the martial arts palace.

No one can protect his own power. What else does he join?

"Get ready and go to the ring. The arrival of these people is not a bad thing for you."

"During this period, although you have not won a hundred games in a row, your reputation has spread. Many people also know your strength."

"Even though those people come to Deception Mountain for experience, fighting is the best way to experience. But if you know you will die, not many people are willing to give you a head."

Murongxian said.

When Wang Fan heard this, he was a little speechless, but still said, "Senior Sister Murong, if I really lose, I will have to trouble—"

Before he could finish his words, Murongxian sneered, "If you lose, then wait for your death. Don't worry, I will collect your body for you."

When Wang Fan heard this, he was shocked.

Anyway, everyone has been living together for so long, so there is no such human touch?

Murongxian may know Wang Fan's thoughts, and sneered, "I think, when I first entered the ring, I won more than 80 games in a row."

"And you? I personally trained you for so long, and you played four more days, and your best record was only seventy-nine games in a row. If this continues, when will you have to win a hundred games in a row?"

She couldn't help sighing, "Hey, people nowadays are really becoming more and more useless. If it weren't for any other good seedlings, I would have given up on you."

Wang Fan was speechless.

But he also knew that this woman was forcing himself to hold on to the limit, winning a hundred games in a row.

Similarly, he was a little unhappy with his progress.

Such a crazy battle promotion, even a hundred games can not be done, it is better to go out and retreat.

During this time, he killed many people and robbed a lot of resources.

If he was outside, he might have robbed of the resources, enough for him to cultivate to the late stage of Xianzun.

Of course, Wang Fan just thought about it.

Because he still didn't dare to go out.

If there is an immortal emperor squatting outside, then going out is to die.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan sighed bitterly, he still had to hug Murongxian's thigh tightly.

Without this thigh escort, he dare not go out.

The two soon came to the martial arts field again.

They had just appeared in the martial arts field, and nearly a hundred people approached them.

These people were all furious, staring at Wang Fan with a bad look.

Even a few of them have already raised their weapons.

When Wang Fan saw this scene, he shouted, "Want to beat up Lao Tzu? Believe it or not that Lao Tzu takes you to the depths so that you can make lunch boxes for those creepy beasts?"

"Assholes, everyone who has the ability to go to the stage to single out, see if the little master can kill you all."

Wang Fan had a numb scalp.

No matter how confident he was, he didn't think he could beat one hundred.

Even with Murongxian, I'm afraid it can't be done.

When Wang Fan's words fell, the hundred monks couldn't help being stunned.

One of the monks sneered, "Well, since you want to die in the ring, then we will fulfill you."

"But I have to remind you in advance, don't think about running away, you can't escape. Not only can we kill us, we will drag you to death."

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