Super King of Soldiers in the City

"Wang Fan?" Looking at the sudden appearance of Wang Fan and the ancient cultivator who was nailed in the air, all the others burst into anger.

They never thought that Wang Fan actually came.

You know, the world of monks is cruel, and few people take risks for their friends.

The reason they did this was just a glimmer of hope.

Wang Fan looked at the monks, as well as Yin Xuan and Chen Hanyue nailed to the stakes, and was also very angry.

"You scumbags are really worthy of the descendants of those three despicable families of Gu Ninghuang. Is there anything that can't be directed at me, what is the ability to be directed at two women?"

In anger, Wang Fan waved his hands again and again, and soon he had pulled out the long nails on Chen Hanyue's second daughter.

When he noticed that the long nail turned out to be a Soul Eater nail, Wang Fan was almost furious.

He threw a soft force, sent the two girls to a distance, and then angrily killed the group of monks.

Damn this group of scumbags!

The Xian Yuan in Wang Fan ran wildly, and his physical power was also at its extreme.

The Primordial Divine Sword in his hand waved again and again, exuding dazzling sword lights.

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"presumptuous!"

"court death!"

"Senior Brother Zhao Xian, hurry up!"

When the other monks saw this, they were furious, but they were also very frightened.

None of them thought that Wang Fan would be so powerful, killing five people in just a few swords.

Although there are unexpected elements in it, this also represents Wang Fan's terrifying strength.

Wang Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, and directly killed the group of people.

There is only one word in his mind now, and that is to kill!

Zhao Xian also narrowed his eyebrows slightly, apparently he didn't expect that Wang Fan would say he would shoot, and it was so cruel.

However, he naturally couldn't let Wang Fan continue to kill, otherwise he wouldn't be like Guning and Huang's three families.

After all, he was paid.

Zhao Xian didn't talk nonsense, his figure suddenly flashed, and he appeared in front of Wang Fan at an incredible speed.

The long sword around his waist didn't know when he had been grasped in his hand, the long sword trembled, stabbing eight swords in a row.

The eight sword beams are like eight long dragons, exuding terrifying sword power, and the space is cut into a scoffing sound.

Dangdang Dangdang made a series of noises, all eight of them blasted on the Primordial Excalibur, and Wang Fan was blasted back again and again.

He stepped back thousands of feet, stabilized his figure, and looked at Zhao Xian coldly.

When he came, he had already seen Zhao Xian and felt the strength of this person.

However, he did not expect that Zhao Xian was so strong.

The previous eight swords were exquisite, savvy and sharp, and their control of spiritual energy had reached an extreme point.

"Who are you? Why do you want to be nosy?" Wang Fan didn't do anything, but looked at Zhao Xian coldly.

Zhao Xian stared at Wang Fan with the same solemn expression as he slowly said, "Eastern Region Winds and Clouds Ranking is eighth, Zhao Xian, as the saying goes, taking money and eliminating disasters with others, so—"

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed.

Because Wang Fan has suddenly disappeared in place.

"Not good!" Zhao Xian was shocked, his mental power spread out wildly, but he had just felt the spatial fluctuations, and Wang Fan had already appeared in front of another group of immortal monks.

The Primordial Excalibur once again bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and the long sword was like a dragon, directly cut down.

"God Slash!"

"Dead! Dead!!! Dead!!!"

Accompanied by an angry shout, the Primordial Excalibur once again penetrated through the chests of the three of them.

The three of them flew out directly, and fell to the ground and lost their breath.

The rest of the monks saw this scene with horror on their faces.

Killed three more.

Wang Fan actually killed three more, and he killed them in front of Zhao Xian.

There is already a sense of fear in their hearts.

This Wang Fan is really terrible.

Wang Fan beheaded the three of them before he looked at Zhao Xian and said lightly, "You have seen what they did, this kind of person is worth your fight for him?"

"The eighth on the Billboard, is it so there is no bottom line, all tasks can be taken, and all scumbags can cooperate?"

Zhao Xian's face also became cold, "You are too much!"

"Excessive?" Wang Fan sneered and opened his mouth to make a speech, but in the next second, he suddenly disappeared in place again.

"Come again!" Zhao Xian was almost about to explode, and the anger in his heart had reached a limit.

The rest of the monks were also frightened.

This time, who is dead again?

Soon they knew.

Wang Fan had appeared in front of the two immortal peaks again, cut out with a sword, and reaped their lives without mercy.

In front of Wang Fan, these immortal peaks were almost like chickens and dogs, and they couldn't withstand a single blow.

"You!" Zhao Xian was really intolerable. He had never seen a treacherous guy like Wang Fan.

This time he didn't talk nonsense. As soon as Wang Fan showed up, he killed him with a long sword in his hand.

Wang Fan sneered, and did not dodge, grasping the Primordial Excalibur, he swung three swords together.

"The gods cut three times in a row!"

With a roar, Wang Fan's three swords slashed on the body of Zhao Xian's sword. Zhao Xian was shaken back more than ten steps, but Wang Fan exploded again.

He is now at the seventh level of the Immortal Venerable at his cultivation base, even if he can fight higher, but the enchanting Zhao Xian is not so good.

After all, Zhao Xian is a genius himself, and he is also a monster who can go above and beyond.

Zhao Xian's face was ugly, but he stopped talking nonsense. He stepped out again, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed again, blasting thick cracks in the air, slashing to Wang Fan frantically.

Wang Fan's face was heavy, and the power of his bloodline exploded in an instant, and he slashed out again for three consecutive times.

Another explosion sounded, Wang Fan exploded again, and the tiger's mouth was about to split.

This Zhao Xian is really strong, at least head-on, and Wang Fan is definitely not his opponent.

This is still during this period of time, Wang Fan has made progress in practicing the sword.

If he were to change to practice Fanjian, he would be even more of Zhao Xian's opponent.

Of course, this is not an opponent, it refers to a hard shake situation.

If he doesn't shake it head-on, then Wang Fan won't be afraid of Zhao Xian.

With his physical fitness and martial skills, he can definitely kill Zhao Xian.

It's just that there is a price to pay.

"On the seventh floor of Xianzun, it is so powerful, let's come again."

Zhao Xian didn't give Wang Fan time to breathe. He shouted angrily and flashed himself to kill him again.

As a cultivator at the peak of the Immortal Venerable, the immortal essence in his body is much thicker than that of Wang Fan, so naturally he can't give Wang Fan time to recover.

Even if he consumes, he will consume Wang Fan to death.

Wang Fan didn't shake Zhao Xian anymore. Almost the moment he killed him, Wang Fan dodged and retreated.

In the next second, he appeared in front of several other Immortal Venerable Peaks, the Primordial Divine Sword was cut out again, and all those people fell to the ground.

No way, they weren't Wang Fan's opponents at all, even if they had been wary and prepared.

This is the gap between the peak of the ordinary Immortal Venerable and the evildoer.

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