Super King of Soldiers in the City

Wang Fan felt the fierce gaze of the monks below, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He quickly jumped off the ring and hid behind Murongxian.

Murongxian ignored Wang Fan, but looked at the monks around him with cold eyes.

The monks stared at Murongxian for a long while, and soon someone moved and blocked the way forward.

One person took the lead, and the other cultivators were not idle, and they blocked the past one after another.

There are rumors that there is a great opportunity to win a hundred games in a row here, and it is not impossible to become the emperor in one step.

However, in recent years, five players have won more than a hundred games in a row.

The only one who has won over a hundred games in a row is Murongxian ten years ago, but no one knows what Murongxian got, and what cultivation base he has now.

Because the people who had hit Murongxian's attention before were all dead.

"This fellow Taoist, I don't know what you got just now, can you show it out?"

The cultivator who was the first to stop the two of them quickly gritted his teeth and asked.

Wang Fan didn't speak, but stayed behind Murong Xian.

He fought a hundred games, really didn't want to waste any more energy.

Speaking is a waste of energy.

Murongxian looked at each other coldly, and said, "What did he get, it's your shit, get out, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

She is as domineering as always, as cold as ever.

"Friends, we know that you are strong, and we don't want to provoke you. But now, we have so many people, do you really want to be our enemy?"

"As the saying goes, the chance seers have a share, he got the chance, since everyone has met, is it possible that you still want to swallow it?" The monk's face changed slightly, and he didn't shrink back.

"Looking for death!" Murongxian stopped talking nonsense, sneered, and her figure turned into light and shadow and rushed out.

Seeing his right hand trembling, the long sword in his hand was like a smart snake, making a popping sound and directly piercing the opponent's throat.

Here, no matter how much nonsense is said, it doesn't make any sense, it is better to do it directly.

Otherwise, once more people come here, it will be troublesome.

"you dare!"

When the monk saw Murongxian kill with a sword, his face changed drastically.

"Go together, kill them! That's a chance for the emperor, you can't give up."

He roared, slammed his feet on the ground, rumbling, and the ground trembled, madly killing Murong Xian.

When Murongxian's long sword was about to stab him in the head, his body forcibly shifted in the air, his body suddenly got close to Murongxian, and his punch hit Murongxian's chest.

Murongxian forcefully killed Huang Fenggu and others here, but this person had seen it with his own eyes.

In this case, he dared to pay attention to the token, and he was naturally strong.

When Murongxian saw the opponent close, his expression did not change in the slightest. The long sword in his hand shook slightly, and it instantly changed from a stab to a slash, and slashed to the opponent's waist.

At the same time, her left hand had already made a fist in an instant, blasting directly at the opponent's fist.

Bang!

The fists collided with a loud noise, and the figures of the two began to retreat almost at the same time.

With this short-term effort, the long sword in Murongxian's hand had already been cut, directly hitting the opponent's waist.

This whole process is as if the person was sent over and was cut in the middle.

With a sneer, the red blood rushed out, and the man was cut off directly in the middle and fell to the ground.

Murongxian stood firm and looked at the others coldly, "If you want a chance, you can fight for it yourself. If you come to grab it, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After all, she didn't continue to talk nonsense, and the long sword swept forward suddenly, sweeping towards the cultivators in front of her.

The monks' expressions changed slightly, some people gave way, but some people did not give way.

Ning Xiaochu, who was mixed among the monks, struggled a bit, and suddenly became firm.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and we must take advantage of the situation to kill Wang Fan.

Otherwise, once Wang Fan really leaves and returns in the future, it will be their trouble.

"Don't let them go, kill! That's a treasure for the promotion of the emperor. You can't let them swallow it!"

Ning Xiaochu yelled loudly, but hid behind the crowd, not daring to rush up.

He didn't rush forward, but the other monks rushed forward.

It's about the chance to be promoted to the emperor, no one is not tempted, no one is jealous.

Murongxian's face turned gloomy.

Facing such a monk's siege, even she was very troublesome.

She glanced at Wang Fan, "Don't be stunned anymore, kill quickly, stay still and wait for death."

After all, she killed with a long sword in her hand.

Wang Fan had a headache.

He has just won a hundred games in a row and is about to face a siege.

There is no room for Wang Fan to think about it, more than a dozen monks have already killed him.

Behind the dozen or so people, there were dozens more.

There is no way, because the token is on Wang Fan, and now Wang Fan is in a period of weakness, so Wang Fan is naturally the biggest goal.

As for Murongxian's side, only a dozen monks were constrained.

Wang Fan was immediately angry when he saw these people killing himself.

He pointed to those people, "I tell you, don't come over, if you dare to come over, I will kill people. Don't think that I have won a hundred games in a row and have no strength to fight, then you are wrong."

But nobody paid attention to Wang Fan at all.

Wang Fan had a headache, he was about to kill a few people, and then ran away.

Suddenly, six figures came over.

Wang Fan looked intently and was overjoyed in an instant, "Senior Nangong."

He recognized it. Among the six people killed, one of them was Nangong Dai.

The other five people, except for the woman who was Nangong Dai's apprentice, had secretly entered the Weishan Mountain a long time ago, the other four were all the Emperor Wu Gong who had previously been with Nangong Dai.

Nangong Dailiu was like a tiger, and instantly killed the group of monks.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

In just a short time, the six Nangong Dais had already beheaded more than twenty people by surprise.

"Asshole, who are you guys!"

"Asshole, kill them!"

"Nangong Dai, you are looking for death, it seems that your martial arts palace is really planning to go to war with us."

Many people roared, and Ning Xiaochu was even more angry.

He cursed secretly in his heart, didn't five immortal emperors stop these crazy men, why did they come in?

Waste, what a bunch of waste!

"The surname is Ning, you just talk a lot of bullshit, Xiaoye will send you on the road today."

Wang Fan was also annoyed. He looked at Ning Xiaochu in the crowd, and rushed to kill him without hesitation.

This **** has always been picking things up in the crowd, which is really hateful.

He wanted to kill this guy a long time ago.

Ning Xiaochu felt a little frustrated when he saw Wang Fan coming.

Although he rarely comes to Guishan, he also knows what it means to win a hundred games in a row here.

Wang Fan and Ning Xiaochu quickly fought together.

Wang Fan didn't hit other places at all, just staring at Ning Xiaochu's face and hitting.

In many cases, even if he was struggling to endure a few bombardments from Ning Xiaochu, he would smash the opponent in the face.

Anyway, his physical body is much stronger than Ning Xiaochu, and Ning Xiaochu is not afraid of changing injuries.

Ten seconds later, Ning Xiaochu's face was beaten and swollen, and several teeth were knocked out.

His anger.

He was so aggrieved.

He is a strong immortal emperor.

Why are you being abused so badly?

Ning Xiaochu was angry, and Wang Fan was even more angry. Finally, after taking the opportunity to take Ning Xiaochu's punch, he pierced the other's head with a sword.

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