Super King of Soldiers in the City

"Good coming, Xiaoye wanted to kill you a long time ago!" Wang Fan sneered when he saw the fat monk killing him, and without any fear, he grabbed the Primordial Sword and rushed forward.

The fat monk used a hook-shaped magic weapon, and the iron hook made a terrifying sound of breaking the wind while swinging, the immortal yuan vibrated, and the space trembled.

He saw Wang Fan also killing him, he grinned, and the iron hook in his hand drew an arc in mid-air and hooked directly to Wang Fan's head, extremely sharp.

Wang Fan was not afraid at all, the Primordial Divine Sword rolled up several sword flowers, and directly greeted the fat man's iron hook.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of Xianyuan's bursting sounded continuously, and the two attacks collided and began to explode almost at the same time.

The fat monk was shocked in his heart, he never thought that Wang Fan would be so powerful.

However, he didn't flinch, but was shocked for a short time, so he held the iron hook and killed Wang Fan again.

Wang Fan's heart was also extremely shocked. Although he already knew that this fat man was extremely powerful, he did not expect that the other party was so powerful.

This means that he has broken through to the 9th floor of the Immortal Venerable. If his cultivation is still on the 8th floor of the Immortal Venerable, he is definitely not the opponent of this fat monk, and he can't even catch a single move.

Wang Fan once again realized the true meaning of the saying that there are people outside the world, there are people outside the sky, and he did not dare to be careless.

However, despite the mighty power of Celestial Slash, it didn't have much influence on this fat man.

The martial arts he displayed were equally terrifying.

During the swing of the iron hook, countless hook shadows were formed. The hook shadows were layered on top of each other, seeming to be endless, but in a flash, the sword light that was torn apart by the **** of heaven was already shattered.

"Boy, are you really not going to hand over the emperor fairy flower? Today, if you don't hand over the emperor fairy flower, then you will undoubtedly die. Not only you, even if it is your concubine, you will undoubtedly die."

The fat monk had an extremely ferocious expression, while attacking Wang Fan frantically, while threatening viciously.

A-Lian, who had been watching the show not far away, heard the fat man's words, the murderous intent flashed in her eyes, but she didn't do anything.

Since Wang Fan didn't let her do it, it meant that Wang Fan wanted to solve the opponent by herself, so she resisted her anger.

Wang Fan smiled, "Really? It's not that easy to kill me."

As he said, he suddenly jumped into the air and rushed out quickly.

He now knew that he wanted to kill this fat man, it was definitely not an easy task.

At least, it is impossible to do it with monotonous Celestial Slashing martial arts skills.

If he wants to punish the opponent, then he has to display the Eight Divine Sword.

When the fat monk saw Wang Fan fleeing outside, he suddenly grinned and shouted, "Want to go?"

However, as soon as his words fell, Wang Fan's Primordial Excalibur had already cut out a terrifying sword light, and the Excalibur was cut out in the first form.

When the fat monk saw this, his face changed first, and then he sneered.

With a wave of the hook in his hand, a violent killing momentum surged, and the first form of the Excalibur was smashed to pieces in an instant.

Wang Fan didn't speak, and continued to rush forward. At the same time, his aura became stronger and stronger.

Not only that, but his whole body was surrounded by countless sword intents, and his whole person seemed to have become a sword.

"Excalibur Second Form!"

Wang Fan quickly displayed the second type of the Excalibur, but obviously, the second type of the Excalibur was also incapable of helping the fat man. It was easily crushed by the fat man.

"Small bugs, don't show your ugliness. If you only have this ability, then you have only a dead end today."

The fat monk grinned and continued to kill Wang Fan.

However, although his combat effectiveness is extremely powerful, his speed is still much worse than Wang Fan.

Therefore, he can only be beaten passively and cannot fight back at all.

Wang Fan's Excalibur Type 3 and Excalibur Type 4 did not cause any harm to Fatty.

However, when Wang Fan displayed the fifth style of the Excalibur, the fat man's face finally changed.

He felt a strong crisis.

Without the slightest hesitation, he snorted a spit of blood and sprayed it directly on the iron hook, and then the iron hook drew a strange arc in the air, welcoming Wang Fan's fifth style of the sword.

In Wang Fan's incredible eyes, the fat man's blow actually shattered Wang Fan's fifth style of the sword.

Not only that, but also caused Wang Fan to suffer some minor injuries.

Of course, the fat man himself was not feeling well. Although he blocked Wang Fan's fifth style of the Excalibur, under the terrifying killing, the whole person was blown out, vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood.

"You, you still have such a hole card? But how many times can you use such a hole card?"

The fat monk stared at Wang Fan fiercely, grinning sternly and screaming.

In his heart, he was really shocked.

Because Wang Fan's set of sword skills is really too bad.

However, Wang Fan ignored him at all, the immortal essence in his body surged crazily, and the Primordial Divine Sword in his hand rose again.

A more terrifying sword-intent killing momentum swept over, and the fat monk's expression became extremely ugly again.

"You, you—" He stared at Wang Fan incredulously, a trace of horror appeared in his heart.

It's just that he quickly recovered, no matter whether Wang Fan was bluffing or bracing, in short, Wang Fan must not be allowed to cut this sword.

Thinking like this in my heart, where does the fat man dare to be careless?

He burned his essence and blood without hesitation, and madly killed Wang Fan, trying to stop Wang Fan's blow.

Wang Fan couldn't help but change slightly when he saw the fat monk killing him desperately, but he didn't panic at all.

While brewing the sixth form of the Excalibur, while resisting the weakness of his body, he rushed forward.

With this blow, he must cut it out, and also kill the fat monk.

Otherwise, he will die.

It can be said that the sixth form of the Excalibur is already his limit.

Cut out this way, if the enemy does not die, he must die!

With Wang Fan's brewing, his face has become paler and paler. Of course, the sword power on his body has become more and more terrifying.

The fat man felt this scene, he was completely mad, and he began to burn his blood and lifespan without his life.

Under this madness, his speed suddenly soared, and in a short period of time, he had narrowed the distance with Wang Fan.

Not far away, when A-Lian saw this scene, her face changed drastically.

Xianyuan within her body began to surging crazily in an instant, and she was ready to take action at any time.

Because she couldn't see whether the fat monk would catch up with Wang Fan and kill Wang Fan first, or whether Wang Fan would cut the sword first.

"go to hell!"

At a certain moment, when the fat monk was only less than a hundred meters away from Wang Fan, and A-Lian had already planned to take action, an angry shout suddenly sounded.

Then the two saw that a terrifying sword light suddenly slashed towards the fat monk.

Excalibur, sixth style!