Super King of Soldiers in the City

"Zhao Tian!"

"Zhao Tian!"

"Zhao Tian!"

At the moment when Zhao Tian rushed to the battle platform, countless monks around could not help crying with excitement, their voices blasted into the clouds.

Zhao Tian, ​​that is the third-hundredth in the enchanting list, even in these twenty-nine cities, it is definitely the strong one among the strong.

The monks here, even though they were all immortal monks, they couldn't conceal their excitement when they faced a monster like Zhao Tian.

After all, it's hard to see this kind of strong shot. And if you can see it with your own eyes, maybe it will be of great help to them.

With the shouts of those monks, the monks farther away from the gladiator stone were also attracted.

Especially when they knew that Zhao Tian was going to fight on stage, they were even more excited.

It just didn't take long, the bottom of the battle platform where Wang Fan was, was already crowded with monks.

And those monks were all shouting Zhao Tian's name.

As for Wang Fan, who knows who he is? In the eyes of everyone, Wang Fan is just a foil, nothing more than an ant.

Wang Fan, he will finally become the soul of Zhao Tian's feet.

Looking at the densely packed monks below, Wang Fan couldn't help being stunned. Does this guy in front of him have such a reputation?

On the contrary, Zhao Tian was a little proud, especially when he heard so many people shouting his name, even if it was him, there was a wave of passion and pride in his heart.

A touch of arrogance appeared on his face, and he said to Wang Fan, "New here? This deity gives you a chance, now retreat, but forgive you not to die."

He is very proud and aloof, "Don't think that you can kill here from Twenty-Eight City, just think of how powerful you are."

"As everyone knows, there are people outside of people, and there are days outside of heaven. Just like you, you can't even count as ants in these twenty-nine cities."

"Zhao Tian!"

"Zhao Tian!"

"Zhao Tian!"

Zhao Tian's voice fell. Before Wang Fan spoke, the monks below shouted again.

As expected to be Senior Brother Zhao Tian, ​​as expected to be a strong man on the enchanting list, these words are simply too exciting.

powerful!

Really strong!

Wang Fan was also stunned. After reacting, he couldn't help but think of a classic sentence in the past, "Will you not pretend to be better than you?"

He couldn't stand it anymore, this Zhao Tian was too capable of pretending.

After that, Wang Fan said again, "If you want to fight, you can fight. Are you a ball of ink? Is the deity unable to lift the knife, or are you floating?"

"Uh-" Zhao Tian was stunned, what does this mean? The monks below were also stunned. It was really strange language.

However, as a cultivator of the Immortal Venerable, even if he did not understand Wang Fan's words, he could still understand what Wang Fan meant.

Zhao Tian's expression turned gloomy in an instant, "You are looking for death!"

When the words fell, his aura rose to the sky in an instant, and in the next second, he directly killed Wang Fan.

Wang Fan sneered. He didn't even bother to hide. The Xian Yuan inside his body surged and rushed towards Zhao Tian.

The violent Xianyuan smashed the void, and soon a rumbling sound was heard from the battle platform.

However, after a short burst of sound, another roar rang out, and then they saw that a figure flew out backwards.

Bang!

Then he fell severely into a corner of the void battlefield.

At this moment, the entire void battlefield was shaking.

When they saw the flying figure clearly, they were immediately confused.

"Zhao Zhao Zhao, Brother Zhao?"

"He, he, he was defeated?"

"Gosh, who is that man?"

For a moment, everyone was shocked, and the gladiatorial stones that were still noisy before were silent for an instant.

Everyone asked themselves in their hearts.

Even if it was Linghe, his face changed, pale.

She couldn't believe this scene.

The Senior Brother Zhao Tian whom he admired the most, the tall, arrogant and powerful Senior Brother Zhao Tian, ​​was defeated so quickly by an unknown newcomer.

Zhao Tian fell on the battle platform, his eyes blank, his face also pale.

He himself was about to doubt life.

But at this moment, Wang Fan's voice rang again, "Can I fight again? Haha, the deity can't even count as an ant, what about you?"

"But you didn't make a mistake in one sentence. In this world, there are people outside the world, and there are heaven outside the world. The deity understands it."

"laugh!"

When Zhao Tian heard Wang Fan's words, he couldn't help but sprayed out blood.

He really wanted to find a seam to drill down.

I thought about my previous high above, arrogant, and thought about what I said to Wang Fan before, but now?

He was really embarrassed and wanted to die in shame.

"Hey, since you can't fight anymore, then go ahead and don't delay the challenge of the deity." Wang Fan saw that Zhao Tian didn't intend to continue to make a move, smiled coldly, kicked him out of the void battlefield with one kick, and kicked him to the stage. Down.

Originally, he simply wanted to challenge and improve himself.

But this guy is too capable of pretending, there is no other way, his Wang Fan can only complete the other party, slapped his face severely.

Wang Fan kicked Zhao Tian away, and quickly looked at the monks below, and continued, "The challenge continues, is there anyone else? Who will fight?"

boom!

Those monks are boiling!

It's just that this time, there was unprecedented heat in their eyes looking at Wang Fan.

On the first day of entering the Twenty-Nine City, he had already defeated the two strongest evildoers in a row, and made it to the 300th place on the evildoer list.

This Wang Fan is really strong!

However, none of the on-site monks dared to challenge.

Because they knew that they couldn't be Wang Fan's opponent, and only those who ranked higher on the evildoer list could defeat Wang Fan.

Wang Fan waited for a long time. Seeing that no one came up to challenge him, he couldn't help but feel disappointed, and said, "If that's the case, let's come here today."

"By the way, please help me out, just say that Wang Fan, Wang Fan, will come here again tomorrow to challenge those who are ranked within 300 on the enchanting list. No matter who comes, the deity dares to fight."

After all, Wang Fan jumped directly off the battle platform, a few flashes, and disappeared.

However, after he left, the cultivator on the gladiator stone was completely boiling.

What did Wang Fan say? Will he come tomorrow? Will continue to challenge strongly? It's so exciting.

And soon, this news spread to Twenty-Nine City under the spread of those monks.

In an instant, Twenty-Nine City was also a sensation.

Almost everyone already knew that a powerful monk had arrived in Twenty-Nine City.

Only on the first day of entering the city, he easily crushed the two powerhouses on the evildoer list and rushed to the third hundredth place.

Naturally, it is impossible for all of the top three hundred in the enchanting list to stay in the twenty-nine cities, because some monks have already entered the top thirty cities.

Take Wang Fan as an example. After killing Heavenly Blood, he was the fiftieth of the 28th City, but instead of staying in the 28th City, he came here.

Of course, despite this, in Twenty-Nine City, there are still many top-ranked powerhouses on the enchanting list who have not left.

Because they all want to go further, and they all want to challenge higher rankings.