Super King of Soldiers in the City

At this moment, Wang Fan, standing proudly in the void, is like a sword fairy, invincible.

He was surrounded by sword light, and the sword light split the space, and the surrounding space was faintly distorted.

At the same time, a terrifying and majestic trend suddenly appeared and began to grow stronger.

Under that sword power, it seemed that everything could be destroyed.

The six great emperors on the seventh floor looked at Wang Fan and felt the aura on Wang Fan's body.

powerful.

It's really too strong.

Such a powerful aura radiated from a second-tier monk of the Great Emperor, and they were truly unheard of and had never seen anything before.

The six people all have a faint sense of crisis, but it is not strong.

But with the passage of time, the sense of crisis has become a little stronger.

"No, definitely can't let him go on."

"What kind of sword skill is this, it's terrifying, we must stop him from continuing to brew, otherwise we are in danger."

"kill!"

The six great emperors on the seventh floor felt the increasingly stronger sword power, and couldn't help but change their expressions.

At a certain moment, they roared, and flames appeared on the six people almost at the same time.

That is the light that appears after burning the essence and blood and lifespan.

Under that firelight, their aura suddenly soared countless times.

There were chuckles, and the frozen space in front of them, the endless vines, and the roaring Thunder Dragon, all collapsed and collapsed directly under their fierce attack.

In the next moment, the six of them were like six flames, and they had already rushed towards Wang Fan madly.

Not far away, Hongsiu's face changed slightly as he watched this scene.

At the same time, the spirit within her body was surging instantly, and she was ready to take action at any time.

"Wait, wait, he should be fine, there should be nothing wrong."

Hong Xiu comforted him, but his eyes were fixed on Wang Fan, and he was ready to take action at any time.

Wang Fan ignored the six rushing emperors on the seventh floor. Instead, he started to retreat quickly while brewing the sixth form of the Excalibur.

Because at this moment, he seems to have a faint understanding.

In front of his eyes, there seemed to be a phantom shadow, and at this moment, that phantom shadow was constantly practicing swordsmanship.

If you look closely, it seems to be the Eight Excalibur.

The phantom rehearsal was extremely perfect, flawless, at least much more perfect than Wang Fan's display.

The first style of the Excalibur, the eighth style of the Excalibur, the phantoms are all made at your fingertips, perfect to impeccable perfection.

Wang Fan was brewing the sixth form of the Excalibur while looking at the villain, he had a faint feeling that he seemed to be able to try the seventh form of the Excalibur.

Moreover, if he could perfectly display the eight forms of the divine sword like a phantom, there would be no need to waste time in this way.

Not only the brewing between each style will not delay too much time, even he can perform any style at will, without starting from the beginning.

The eight forms of the divine sword are his own exercises, which are extremely powerful.

And with the constant comprehension and practice over the years, his comprehension of the Eight Forms of the Excalibur has also become deeper and deeper.

But now, he suddenly had a new enlightenment.

This kind of enlightenment directly overturned his previous inherent thoughts, just as if he used the eighth form of the sword, or the definition of the eighth form of the sword, was a bit wrong.

The seventh floor of the six great emperors didn't even know what Wang Fan was thinking. Although Wang Fan was retreating constantly, his speed was not as fast as them.

In a short time, they had already approached Wang Fan.

When they saw that Wang Fan was still closing his eyes and didn't seem to see them, they were a little angry at the same time they were excited.

Is this ignoring them? It's just outrageous.

"kill!"

One word roared, and one person directly killed Wang Fan.

But at this moment, the powerful aura in Wang Fan's body suddenly dissipated, and then, the Chaos Sword in Wang Fan's hand suddenly moved.

It's just a bit simple.

laugh!

A blood sword soared out, and the seventh floor of the great emperor didn't even know what had happened, he felt his consciousness plunged into darkness, and his entire body had fallen downward.

The other five great emperors on the seventh floor looked at this scene and couldn't help but stunned.

what 's wrong?

How could they have killed their companions silently?

Also, the sword trick just now...

quick.

It's really fast.

Not only fast, but also perfect.

Wang Fan still kept his eyes closed, or in other words, his eyes never opened from beginning to end.

After beheading the seventh floor of the great emperor, he suddenly took a step forward and cut it out with a single sword.

Excalibur sixth style.

However, this time, the sixth form of the Excalibur was hardly brewing, and it did not set off any power or killing.

It's such a light sword, it's such a simple and casual sword.

However, it is this sword.

The Seventh Floor of the Great Emperor who was under the sword, his face changed.

Because he felt that he was like being imprisoned in a cage, and he couldn't move at all at this moment.

He could only watch and watch Wang Fan's sword pierce his body.

laugh.

There was another sound, without any suspense, his consciousness dissipated and fell.

Wang Fan continued to step forward, killing the next person.

Stepping out in one step, as if crossing the endless space, he has reached the person in an instant.

The gods in that person's body ran away, and it burned the essence and blood and lifespan crazily, and wanted to retreat crazily, but it was useless.

Wang Fan is another sword.

Excalibur seventh style!

The seventh type of perfect Excalibur!

Under the seventh form of the Excalibur, before the sword hit him, he had fallen directly into the sea.

There were no wounds on his body, and neither the sword nor the sword aura touched his body.

However, he was already dead.

The death is silent, the death is inexplicable.

"Jian Wu?" Not far away, Hong Xiu watched this scene, and couldn't help being shocked.

Jian Wu.

This is the perfect realm that Jian Xiu pursues.

Every sword repairer wants sword enlightenment once.

It's a pity that for tens of thousands of years, there have been very few people who have truly enlightened them.

At least, in Hong Xiu's memory, she had never heard of it before, and who had ever realized it.

Only in some ancient books, I have seen some sporadic records.

Anyone who can comprehend swordsmanship is a generation of geniuses and evildoers, and their comprehension in kendo has definitely reached the peak.

This is not the most critical thing. The most important thing is that only with the powerful sword skills created by oneself can sword enlightenment be possible.

Could it be said that Wang Fan's horrible sword skill was created by himself?

Red sleeves were shocked.

Isn't this a bit weird?

If Master Fenjian knew about this, I'm afraid he would not let Wang Fan leave. Instead, he would cry and hand over the Sword Saint Villa to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan didn't even know what Hong Xiu was thinking, and then he killed the others again.

Chi Chi Chi Chi.

It's still that simple, it's still that random.

Kill one person with one sword.

After the three swords, the enemies all died tragically, without exception.

There is no way to fight back.

At the same time, Wang Fan also opened his eyes.

There seemed to be two sword lights in his eyes, as if he had realized something.