Super King of Soldiers in the City

Along with the voice, a young man slowly stood up and walked out of the crowd.

This person has a handsome appearance and outstanding temperament.

He is dressed in a purple suit, holding a folding fan, handsome,

The most irritating thing is that this guy is still shaking his folding fan while challenging Wang Fan.

"It turned out to be Brother Rong."

"It is rumored that Brother Rong has been ranked eighth on the list of immortal emperors in the wasteland, and now he has an extremely deep foundation, and he can set foot on the emperor at any time."

"Senior Brother Rong turned out to be the first to challenge Wang Fan. It seems that this first battle will be quite exciting."

Looking at the Roewe that came out, many people became excited.

It can be said that all the characters whose cultivation bases were in the early days of Emperor Xiandi and the Great Emperor had their eyes on Roewe scorchingly, and they had already started to play twelve minutes of spirit.

They all want to see who wins this battle.

If Rongwei prevailed, then Wang Fan would be too bad for his name.

Of course, if it is Wang Fansheng, it means that he is a real evildoer.

Especially those few people who ranked ahead of Roewe in the Desolate Territory Immortal Emperor Ranking, their eyes burned even more.

In this battle, they should be able to see if they were Wang Fan's opponent.

On the high platform, Wang Fan's eyes widened as he looked at Roewe's appearance.

He thought of a word, pretending to be.

That's right, just pretend to be.

This guy can really pretend.

Challenge is challenge. Shaking the fan is a magical thing?

However, Wang Fan did not respond to Roewe. Instead, he looked at the red sleeves beside him and smiled: "Lady, do you want to come?"

The whole audience was silent!

What about this operation?

The smile on Roewe's face also couldn't help but froze, only feeling the horses galloping on his head.

He is challenging Wang Fan, how can Wang Fan say such a thing?

Let Hongxiu come, don't you want him to die in Roewe?

No matter how enchanting he is, even if he is ranked first on the list of the immortal emperors in the wasteland, he is only dead if he faces the red sleeves, right?

Shameless!

shameless!

When Hong Xiu heard Wang Fan's words, he was obviously taken aback.

But before he could respond, Wang Fan smiled again: "Joke, just make a joke, I don't dare to enlighten me, just learn from each other."

With that, he looked at Fen Jian.

Fen Jian saw Wang Fan's eyes, his mouth twitched, and he secretly stretched out a finger.

Wang Fan suddenly understood.

This means being able to kill.

Of course, it is impossible to kill, but there is still no problem with blood abuse.

Under the gaze of everyone, Roewe quickly ascended the platform.

Hong Xiu had also retired and gave up the battlefield to the two of them.

After Roewe climbed onto the high platform, the restriction was instantly opened, and an invisible light mask enveloped the high platform, enclosing both of them.

The battle of the immortal emperor peak powerhouse is naturally extremely powerful, so it is necessary to arrange the prohibition.

Juggernaut Mountain Villa had been prepared.

"Junior Brother Wang Fan, please."

Roewe did not rush to do it, but was polite and made a please gesture.

Wang Fan was not welcome, almost as soon as Roewe's voice fell, he took out the holy sword.

With a buzzing sound, the holy sword was neighing the sword, and directly rolled up thousands of waves of swords, and then blasted towards Roewe.

Unambiguous.

This holy sword was naturally taken from the saint son of the sword gate.

But after such a long time, Wang Fan has been completely refined.

The sky full of sword waves rolled in the air, setting off endless power, and in the blink of an eye, it was already approaching Roewe.

Roewe's expression remained unchanged, and the folding fan in his hand shook lightly. In an instant, the folding fan was rising against the storm, and waves of air whizzed out, forming countless fan shadows, heading towards those blade waves.

Those who are familiar with Roewe are shocked inexplicably.

Because they all know that this is a powerful martial skill cultivated by Rongwei.

The level has reached the top of the emperor.

Such a powerful martial arts can be called Roewe's killer.

But he didn't expect that he would use it now.

The sound of rumbling came out, and the waves of the blade and the shadow of the fan bombed together, both of them were annihilated and shattered at the same time.

Wang Fan stepped on the void, the wind and thunder element energy blessed him, and instantly he was lightning-like, and once again killed himself towards Roewe.

Boom boom boom!

Cut down three times in a row, extremely powerful and domineering.

The Heavenly God Triple Slash was displayed through this holy sword, and the power was even more powerful than before.

"Humph!"

Roewe snorted coldly, without any fear or dodge.

His figure was vacated, and the dazzling brilliance appeared on his body. While the dazzling gods ran away one after another, the folding fan in his hand increased the frequency of swinging, and he continued to blast towards the waves of blades.

But this time, he failed to completely smash those waves of knives.

The knife wave smashed through the air, and after shattering countless fan shadows, it headed directly towards Roewe.

Roewe saw this scene, his face changed drastically in an instant.

The elemental energy of the wind was blessed on him, and he did not hesitate to start to retreat.

But, his speed, where is Wang Fan's speed?

Wang Fan didn't wait for the wave of swords to hit Rongwei, he already approached, and slashed again with three swords.

With these three swords, one sword is more domineering, and one sword is more terrifying.

The first knife fell.

Roewe was blown out immediately, spurting blood.

The second knife fell, and his whole body was shattered, and his breath became lethargic.

When the third knife fell, Roewe was already lying on the battlefield, his face pale and coughing up blood.

Blood abuse!

The people outside watched this scene, and it was a dead silence.

Although many people have guessed, Roewe is definitely not Wang Fan's opponent. After all, Wang Fan defeated the Daomen Shengzi.

But when they saw that Roewe was so vulnerable and defeated so disastrously in front of Wang Fan, they were still extremely shocked.

You know, Roewe, that is the eighth-ranked figure in the Immortal Emperors List of the Wasteland.

How many immortal emperors in the wasteland? There are simply too many to count.

In this case, Roewe can rank eighth, which shows its natural strength.

But despite this, facing Wang Fan, it was a disastrous defeat.

This is simply...

There were more and more air-conditioning sounds from the audience, even those Tianjiao ranked ahead of Roewe, they were completely shocked.

They stared at Wang Fan, stared at Roewe, they couldn't believe their eyes.

As for the saint emperor of the Rong family, his face was even darker.

He had thought that Roewe would fail, and he was ready for Roewe's failure.

But this is still unacceptable.

On the high platform.

Roewe lay on the ground, staring at Wang Fan, with fear and resentment in his eyes.

Wang Fan should insult him so much, it's horrible.

He is aloof, he is indomitable.

But now, the face is stepped on the soles of the feet.

He wanted to struggle to get up, but was angrily discovered that he couldn't even get up.

"Senior Brother Rong, are you okay, do you want me to help you? I'm sorry, the start is a bit heavy, and I didn't expect it to be like this."

When Wang Fan saw that Roewe couldn't get up, he made a look of concern. While talking, he hurriedly flew over.

"laugh!"

When Roewe heard this, he couldn't help but spouted blood again.

As for the Saint Rong Family, and even the monks below, they were all dumbfounded.

What's so special, the wound is sprinkled with salt.

Shameless enough!

They really couldn't imagine how a place like the Sword Saint Villa, as a pure sword repairer, going straight back and forth, and would rather not bend, would marry such a shameless person.