Super King of Soldiers in the City

The great pressure on Lu Xuan was crazily suppressed, however, his expression soon changed.

Because he was shocked to discover that his great emperor's coercion had no effect on Wang Fan in front of him.

His great emperor's coercion was just like sinking into the sea, without making any waves at all.

On Wang Fan's side, the defense was still continuously condensed.

At this moment, he had three floors and three floors outside his body, almost all of which was wrapped in a golden earth-colored wall, completely forming a tortoise shell.

Lu Xuan's attack fell on those turtle shells, and it might be able to defeat one or two layers, but it would be as difficult to defeat them all. Let alone hurt Wang Fan.

In this scene, the saint emperor figures around, can't help but frown in secret, but admire them incomparably.

I have to say that Wang Fan is still very smart.

He didn't have a head-to-head confrontation with Lu Xuan who was a powerful emperor at all, but chose to consolidate defense.

In this way, not only can it attack Lu Xuan's aura, but it can also consume Lu Shenyuan and strength.

As long as he persists, Lu Xuan will lose.

If Wang Fan chooses to head-to-head at the beginning, although it looks very passionate, it is undoubtedly very stupid.

Because Wang Fan's cultivation was only on the eighth level of the Immortal Emperor, he was inferior to Lu Xuan on the first level in every respect.

If he fights against Lu Xuan who is at his peak, he will definitely lose, at least the chance of losing will be much greater.

"Hehe, although this kid is a little shameless, he is not stupid. He thought of such a tactic, not bad, not bad."

Fen Jian, the owner of Sword Saint Villa, saw this scene with a smile on his face, and he sighed inwardly.

He knew that Wang Fan did this not only to improve his confidence in defeating Lu Xuan, but also to hide his strength.

Because according to his understanding of Wang Fan, even if he fought head-on, Wang Fan would definitely not be weaker than Lu Xuan.

But despite this, Wang Fan still chose defense.

In this way, it can confuse the enemy without revealing the cards.

Who is he confused?

Naturally, it is the saint son of the knife door.

Because next, Wang Fan is very likely to fight the Daomen Shengzi.

In that case, the more Dao Sect Saint Child despised Wang Fan, the better it was for Wang Fan.

It can be said that in the eyes of Fen Jian, Wang Fan is sinister and ruthless.

Fen Jian could see this, but the people at the knife gate could not.

Because they didn't understand Wang Fan's strength at all, and they didn't even witness Wang Fan's performance in sweeping the disciples of the Sword Saint Villa a few days ago.

Because they couldn't guess Wang Fan's combat power, let alone Wang Fan's intentions.

Seeing that Wang Fan was only defending but not attacking, and even if Lu Xuan over there was attacking desperately, he couldn't break Wang Fan's defenses at all for a while.

The swordsman was completely angry.

"Boy, are you fighting? What kind of skill is pure defense?"

"My cultivator should be upright, what kind of trick are you?"

"Only defensive but not offensive, a rogue like you deserves to be called a sword repair?"

Those Dao Sect Immortal Emperors were completely angry, and couldn't help but scold them.

Of course, by doing so, they were also putting pressure on Wang Fan and creating opportunities for Lu Xuan.

Because they had already clearly felt that Lu Xuan's state was no longer at its peak.

Whether it is strength or breath, it has obviously become much weaker.

Not only that, Lu Xuan's mentality is also very unstable.

Perhaps it was because he had not been able to defeat Wang Fan for a long time. At this moment, Lu Xuan was almost completely in a state of irrational running away.

Under this circumstance, how could he defeat Wang Fan.

When Wang Fan heard the provocation of the sword cultivator, he didn't care at all. Instead, he sneered and said, "Sword repair? Who told you that I am a sword repairer?"

"What's more, in battle, as long as the final victory is enough, what do you care about me? You can't defend in battle, are you idiots?"

"I really want to know, how did you idiots cultivate to the Emperor Immortal Emperor? Did you go up with drugs? Do you have any brains?"

In terms of his combat effectiveness, Wang Fan was countless times stronger than those Immortal Emperors of the Sword Sect. Although it was profitable to speak, it was at least countless times stronger.

It's ridiculous that these people used this method to try to disturb his mind.

The sword cultivators were all speechless by Wang Fan, but they didn't even know what to refute.

In addition to incompetent rage, there can only be incompetent rage.

Wang Fan didn't care about that much, he strengthened his defenses while condensing the ice-bound power, renting around Lu Xuan, and at the same time looking for opportunities to shoot.

It's fine if you don't make a move. Once you make a move, you must defeat this guy with thunder.

Only in this way can it have a shocking effect and be able to slap Daomen in the face severely.

"what!"

Finally, under Wang Fan's shameless play, Lu Xuan finally became completely angry.

He couldn't help but raised his head and started roaring, and at the same time he burned his blood frantically.

Facing the trivial immortal emperor, he actually didn't want to burn his blood, because it was a shameful thing.

But now, he has no choice.

As a strong emperor, against the immortal emperor in the war zone, and not the peak of the immortal emperor, he could not attack for a long time, and he could not even break through the opponent's defense.

For him, this is tantamount to a huge shame.

He didn't want to go on like this anymore, so he burned his blood crazily without hesitation.

Click!

After Lu Xuan burned his essence and blood frantically, the aura on his body suddenly became strong, and a wave of violent force exploded.

The ice-bound power that enveloped him also quickly disintegrated under the amount of violent violence.

At the same time, Lu Xuan stepped forward quickly, dancing with his fists, setting off waves of horror, and condensing those defensive bombardments toward Wang Fan.

Boom boom boom!

There was a series of explosions, the defenses were torn apart, and the earth and rocks were everywhere.

The emperor monk was already enough to bully people against the immortal emperor, and now he is burning his blood, the power can be imagined.

In addition, those defenses did not consume much effort from Wang Fan, so it was quickly destroyed by most.

Seeing this scene, even though the swordsman felt a little ashamed, he was still excited.

No matter what method is used, as long as Wang Fan is killed, it is victory.

As for the process, they are too lazy to care.

When Wang Fan saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh.

While continuing to condense his defenses, he crazily mobilized the gods in his body, and at the same time, the refining tactics began to work crazily.

The sound of booming booming sounded continuously, and soon, Lu Xuan was already red eyes, and crushed all the defenses like a rotten rage.

Wang Fan's whole body appeared before his eyes.

Lu Xuan suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly when he looked at Wang Fan in front of him, and at Wang Fan who was no longer comfortable.

"Hahaha, go to die, go to die!!!"

He roared, his aura suddenly soared into the sky, his figure stepped forward, and another punch slammed into Wang Fan's body.

He is confident that this punch can definitely kill Wang Fan.

However, when his fist fell on Wang Fan, his expression suddenly changed.

Because what he tore to pieces was only the afterimage of Wang Fan.

As for Wang Fan, he has appeared above his head.