Super King of Soldiers in the City

Nine Great Swordsmen stared at Wang Fan, surrounded by sword light, as if there was a disagreement, and they were about to take action.

Wang Fan glanced at these people, really reluctant to start a dispute.

He grinned and said politely: "Brother, I want to go to the hall, how about a way out?"

He already knew that Hongxiu was in that hall.

It's just strange that why does Red Sleeve stand all the time, and still stand alone, looking like a fool?

As for the owner of the Sword Saint Villa, Wang Fan did not notice.

Because under Wang Fan's mental power, the place where the owner was sitting was empty.

Obviously, the strength of this owner is unimaginable.

At least, better than Senior Sister Liu.

"Borrowing?" One of the Jianzi sneered when he heard Wang Fan's words: "I'm sorry, don't borrow."

As he said, he still looked at Wang Fan coldly and provocatively said: "If you want to enter the hall, then pass our level first. Otherwise, please leave."

When Wang Fan heard this, he was very entangled, and asked tentatively: "Brother, really don't borrow the way? No discussion?"

He confided in his words: "It's the first time everyone has met, and there is no hatred. There is no need to do so? Is there anything wrong, is it good to sit down and say it?"

When the Nine Great Jianzi heard this, they were almost confused.

Is this guy here to be funny?

When he swept his Sword Saint Villa disciples before and rubbed his Sword Saint Villa's face on the ground, why didn't he say that?

Now that this is the case, you start to make sense?

Is this shameless?

"Hmph, I haven't discussed it, and I won't sit down with you." The sword snorted, and then the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath: "Come on, fight!"

Wang Fan glanced at this guy deeply, then turned away without saying a word.

The sword: "······"

What do you mean?

Why did you leave?

He looked stunned, seeing Wang Fan about to walk away, and quickly asked: "Where are you going? What do you mean?"

Wang Fan didn't turn his head back: "Hey, since you are unwilling to give way, then I can only leave. As for the first battle, forget it. I give up and I am not an opponent."

When that Jianzi heard this, he was almost crazy.

The rest of the swords are also black lines on their faces.

Is this a monk?

How come you look like a rascal among ordinary mortals?

It was the first time for them to meet a monk like Wang Fan.

There is simply no way to parry.

Inside the hall.

The old man and Red Sleeve are also stunned.

This guy really has a character.

However, at this moment, the sword was already furious.

With a flash of his figure, the whole person suddenly flew like a sword, and in the next second, he was stopped in front of Wang Fan.

He stared at Wang Fan coldly and said, "Today, you have to fight if you fight, and you have to fight if you don't!"

Although the other eight swords did not move, the eyes that looked at Wang Fan were extremely cold.

If they were from the earth, they would definitely say, pretending to be better than wanting to leave, is it so possible?

Unfortunately, they do not come from the earth.

Such a high-end technical language cannot be organized at all.

"Senior brother..." Wang Fan looked at the sword, as if a little depressed.

However, in the next second, Wang Fan, who was still a little depressed, and even a little pleasing to the eye, moved violently.

The Immortal Emperor Domain was crazily suppressed, and his whole person had already killed the sword.

Although the Jianzi didn't expect Wang Fan to be so shameless, he said he would do it.

However, as a sword, he naturally reacted extremely quickly.

Almost the moment Wang Fan got close, the long sword in his hand had swept out, and his figure had begun to retreat quickly.

However, just when his sword was about to stab Wang Fan, Wang Fan suddenly disappeared.

"Space teleport?"

Seeing this scene, that Jianzi's face changed drastically, and instantly he had a very bad premonition.

However, at this time he wanted to react, but it was already difficult.

Because Wang Fan had already appeared behind him and smashed the past without mercy.

Shenyuan wrapped his fist, set off a series of spatial cracks, and slammed it firmly on the sword.

Hearing a bang, the sword flew out directly.

He was blasted down the mountain directly from the top of the mountain.

The scene was terribly silent.

The eight Jianzi were stunned.

Nima, this is fine too?

One of the Jianzi snorted coldly and stepped out.

The long sword in his hand cried violently, a horrible sword force gathered in an instant, and the gesture must be moved.

"and many more."

However, at this moment, Wang Fan spoke abruptly.

The Jianzi couldn't help but suffocate when he heard these words coldly, and the three of them were weakened.

He stared at Wang Fan coldly and asked, "What else do you want to say?"

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Senior brother, do you want to fight on wheels? Disciple of Sword Saint Villa, can you only use this method?"

When the Jianzi heard this, he wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute it at all.

Because the facts are indeed as Wang Fan said, today's Juggernaut Villa disciples have indeed lost their former demeanor and demeanor.

It's just that, isn't it all forced by Wang Fan?

Wang Fan sneered: "First it was a group battle, and now it's a wheel battle again. The disciple of the Sword Saint Villa, it's really majestic."

That Jianzi was criticized by Wang Fan so much that he only felt blushing.

It's him, he feels a bit shameless.

Wang Fan didn't let him go, and continued: "Of course, if you think this is innocuous and you would be proud to defeat me in this way, then I don't care."

"By the way, you don't have to do it one by one, I think it's better to do it together. This way, it's easier."

Bada Jianzi was almost outraged when he heard this.

It's just that they really can't refute it.

After all, what Wang Fan said was the truth.

Moreover, after Wang Fan said so, they directly overwhelmed them in terms of identity.

It seems that their swords are not worth mentioning in front of Wang Fan.

Otherwise, why do you need to prove yourself in this way?

Inside the hall.

The old man also twitched the corners of his mouth, and said after a long while: "Red sleeves, you are the truth, you have a good mouth."

If he were an earthling, he would definitely say it more classic: he is simply a king with a strong mouth.

Hong Xiu curled his lips and said lightly: "Master, isn't he telling the truth?"

The old man's mouth twitched again, and he was speechless.

After a long while, he waved his hand: "Fine, nothing, let him in."

Hong Xiu glanced at him, then walked out faintly.

After a while, Wang Fan followed Hong Xiu and entered the hall.

However, when Wang Fan saw the old man, his pupils suddenly couldn't help but shrink.

How come there are others in this hall?

When did this old man appear?

A touch of majesty emerged from the old man, and he said directly: "Wang Fan, do you know, what do you need to pay to marry my Sword Saint Villa saint?"

Wang Fan's eyelids twitched and he was about to say that I was forced.

The old man had already spoken again.