Super King of Soldiers in the City

Xiao Yu sneered disdainfully when he saw Wang Fan killing him, and calmly withdrew a step backward.

Next second.

boom!

His aura exploded, and as the Immortal Emperor Realm crazily pressed against Wang Fan, the long sword in his hand had already stabbed towards Wang Fan when he swept across the army.

Swish.

The long sword pierced towards Wang Fan, and in an instant, thousands of horrible sword lights were set off.

The horrible sword glow is densely packed, like a river of swords.

But in just an instant, thousands of sword lights had gathered again and pierced straight towards Wang Fan.

Murderous.

"Wan Jian Hua Yi? This turned out to be Wan Jian Hua Yi?"

"It really is Senior Brother Xiao Yu, the talent is really real, and he has already understood this sword skill at the peak of the Immortal Emperor. I am really ashamed of it!"

"Ten thousand swords turn into one, this is a technique that is infinitely close to the holy emperor's level. Who can stop it with one sword? This time, the kid is afraid that he will kneel."

"Mad, he should have knelt already, and he should have embarrassed him by hitting me on the face of the Sword Saint Villa a few days ago."

Looking at Xiao Yu's sword, the countless disciples around couldn't help but wonder.

The eyes that looked at Xiao Yu were full of worship.

Especially the little junior sisters of Sword Saint Villa, the eyes that looked at Xiao Yu were full of little stars.

Xiao Yu was originally Jiansheng Mountain Villa Tianjiao, the pride in the hearts of countless disciples, and the object of worship.

He is now performing this extremely difficult and extremely cool sword skill in public, which naturally attracts countless fans.

At this moment, let alone those disciples, even those Saint Emperor elders couldn't help but nod slightly, and there was relief in their eyes.

Especially the elder Xiao Yu showed a proud expression on his face.

After all, his descendants have such amazing talents, and they are still sages, how can he not be happy?

Among the people present, only the owner and Hongxiu were the only ones who showed lightness.

Wang Fan looked at the sword light that was killing him straight, feeling the murderous intent, and curled his lips in disdain.

Xiao Yu's sword was indeed powerful, but it was far from threatening him.

After all, he was on the fifth floor of the immortal emperor, and he could cut the ninth floor of the immortal emperor.

Now that the cultivation base has reached the eighth level of the Immortal Emperor, it is even more needless to say.

Facing this sword, Wang Fan had countless ways to resist.

Whether it is punching or sword, he can easily smash it.

Even if it is hiding, it will definitely be extremely easy.

However, Wang Fan did not do that.

Almost at the moment when the sword light bombarded Wang Fan, Wang Fan grabbed his hands and suddenly countless talismans appeared in his hands.

In the next second, the sky full of talisman flew out of Wang Fan's hand, and then there was a rumbling sound.

Under the explosion of those Talismans, the Wan Jian Guiyi that Xiao Yu had displayed was directly bombed, turning into a light spot and dissipating.

But the aftermath of those Fuluo explosions did not stop, and continued to rumble towards Xiao Yu.

Seeing this scene, everyone was confused.

this······

Do you really want to lose face at all?

Actually use Fulu?

Shameless enough!

Xiao Yu's expression also changed when he saw the countless talisman explosions, and he was slightly gloomy.

However, now is not the time for nonsense.

The breath from his body exploded, and the sword in his hand was constantly dancing.

In a rumbling sound, those talismans were smashed into pieces.

Xiao Yu looked at Wang Fan with a gloomy expression, and shouted: "Wang Fan, I'll fight you fairly, but you use the talisman. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"I heard that you swept through countless disciples of my Sword Saint Villa that day, you are outstanding and talented. Could it be that this is your peerless and unparalleled?"

Xiao Yu held his own identity, even if he wanted to scold his mother, he still didn't scold him.

However, Xiao Yu did not scold him.

But the disciples of the Sword Saint Villa around them were not so polite.

"Wang Fan, what do you mean? Don't you feel shameless to use a talisman against the enemy?"

"That's right, this is a fair fight. You and Senior Brother Xiao Yu are a fair fight. What is your ability to use Fulu?"

"The shameless villain will only use such despicable means."

All those disciples were flushed and gritted their teeth, where is the slightest imperial emperor's grace?

Especially the female fairy emperors, they itch with hatred, almost wanting to rush to fight Wang Fan desperately.

When Wang Fan heard the abuse, he couldn't help being a little innocent.

He said: "Why am I shameless? He can use swords, why can't I use talisman?"

Upon hearing this, those disciples became even more angry.

"You are simply arguing, Brother Xiao Yu is a sword repairman, and this is the Sword Saint Villa. The sword is his weapon. Why should he use the sword?"

"On the contrary, it is you who use Fulu, really **** it!"

When Wang Fan heard this, he was even more innocent.

"He is Jian Xiu, the sword is his weapon, he can use the sword. But I am Fu Xiu, Fu Lu is also my weapon, why can't I use Fu Lu?"

As soon as these words came out, those disciples were almost choked to death.

They didn't expect that Wang Fan would be able to say this.

But, for a while, they really couldn't find words to refute.

Wow!

But at this moment, Wang Fan made a move with both hands, and a large number of talismans appeared in his hands. He looked at Xiao Yu and said, "I said if you still fight, you can fight faster. If you don't fight, give up. Don't waste time."

These arrogant words said that even those Saint Emperor elders almost lost their breath.

Only the corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he faintly pityed those lovely disciples.

The corners of Hongsiu's mouth twitched likewise.

Although she already knew that Wang Fan was shameless, she never knew that Wang Fan was so shameless.

That set of rhetoric and the high-sounding words can hardly find a reason to refute.

Xiao Yu looked at the large talisman in Wang Fan's hand, also a little aggrieved.

However, he was no longer lazy to say, his figure flashed, and he once again danced his sword to kill Wang Fan.

Boom boom boom!

Then came a series of explosions.

No matter how Xiao Yu attacked and launched any terrifying killer move, Wang Fan used talisman to fight against it.

The rumbling continued.

Xiao Yu's sword couldn't even penetrate the talisman, let alone defeat him.

When Wang Fan looked at the dark Xiao Yu, he only felt extremely refreshed.

Xiao Yu wanted to pretend that there was no problem in front of people, and there was no problem in wanting to behave in front of those holy emperor elders and village masters. But why step on his Wang Fan performance?

In that case, don't blame him Wang Fan for playing routines.

This is much quicker than knocking Xiao Yu with a punch.

"Dare you stop using Fulu?" At a certain moment, Xiao Yu couldn't stand it anymore.

He stared at Wang Fan with red eyes. If his eyes could kill people, Wang Fan was afraid that he would have been cut by thousands of swords.

Wang Fan chuckled and responded confidently: "Then you dare not use the sword?"

Xiao Yu obviously had been prepared, and said directly: "Of course, as long as you don't use Fulu, I, Xiao Yu, can beat you even if you don't use a sword!"

Wang Fan is even more arrogant than him: "Haha, are you? The cows are about to be blown into the sky by you. I tell you, you should thank my talisman. Because if I don't use the talisman, you will only lose even more miserably and even more. Shame."

However, his words fell flat.

Those disciples around couldn't help but yell again.

"Arrogant!"

"shameless!"

"Shameless!"