Super King of Soldiers in the City

With a squeak, the second slash of the gods' three consecutive slashes had already landed on him, the blood mist sprayed out from the sky, and his consciousness appeared blurred.

He still didn't have time to make any response, the third sword had already followed, and with a loud bang, his consciousness was completely darkened, and the whole person was ashes.

"how can that be?"

"What kind of sword is that sword?"

The other two realm gods on the sixth floor looked at this scene, completely stunned, and their faces were incredible.

Three swords, actually beheading the sixth floor of a realm god, is this a joke?

Why did Wang Fan possess such terrifying combat power in such a short period of time? Is it just a sword?

They were really stunned and couldn't figure out why.

Because if Wang Fan is really so powerful, why did he run away before?

Wang Fan didn't care about the thoughts of the two at all, and almost at the moment when he killed the sixth floor of the realm god, his figure flashed, and he was already killing the second person.

At this moment, Wang Fan's aura was already violent to the extreme.

His eyes were full of sensuality and blood.

After being hunted down for so long, he was also very angry, and he had already held back his endless anger.

At this moment, he wanted to use the Chaos Sword to completely vent the stagnant energy in his body.

"kill!"

"kill him!"

The two realm gods in the later stage saw Wang Fan so crazy, and their hearts were also slightly chilled.

But soon, they came back to their senses.

They know that if they want to retreat at this time, it is definitely too late.

Moreover, as the gods of the realm, their realm is much higher than Wang Fan's two realms, and psychologically speaking, they cannot accept escape at all.

The two laughed wickedly, and soon they had already sacrificed their magic weapons.

During the rampage of the divine essence, a loud roar was heard from the heavens and the earth, and one person directly threw out a long spear, the tip of the spear trembled, rolling up the sky, and madly enveloped Wang Fan like a divine brilliance.

The other man was holding a divine stick that was several meters long. The long stick swept across the room, and the shadow of the stick all over the sky had already shrouded Wang Fan.

The attacks of the two can be described as extremely sharp. It can be said that at this moment, they did not dare to have the slightest reservation, and all the combat power had been exerted.

However, Wang Fan still did not retreat.

Feeling the violent attack of the two, there was a madness in his eyes, and the Chaos Sword was raised again in his hand, and it was as if he had used up all his strength, and he directly chopped it out.

"Buzz!"

With a sound of sword cry, the space began to rumble and tremble, and space cracks appeared crazily.

Under this circumstance, Wang Fan did not dare to hold any reservations at all, and he had already used the most powerful technique, the eighth type of Divine Sword.

The eighth style of the Divine Sword is already very powerful, and when combined with the original Dao rhythm of the Chaos Sword, it is naturally even more powerful.

In a short period of time, Jianmang bombarded the two mid-level realm gods at the moment of thunder.

The rumbling sound came out, the divine essence in the sky burst and ran away, the void trembled, and the earth cracked and collapsed crazily.

In a short period of time, within a thousand miles, it was as if an endless storm of terror had been rolled up.

The two realm gods on the sixth floor only felt an incomparably ferocious Dao rhyme aura oppressed by them, and under the pressure of that Dao rhyme aura, they even flew out.

At this time, they finally knew what Wang Fan was holding.

That, turned out to be Chaos Sword.

It's a pity that they still haven't had time to make any sound, that is, they have been drowned by the storm.

When the storm subsided, the two had disappeared without a trace.

In mid-air, Wang Fan almost felt the darkness in front of his eyes when he blasted out the eighth style of the Divine Sword, and then he fell directly to the ground.

The power of the Chaos Sword is very strong, but now he is obviously unable to completely control the Chaos Sword.

Therefore, after displaying the eighth style of the Divine Sword, he fell into a coma directly.

This is because his cultivation base has broken through to the second floor of the Yellow Realm God, otherwise, if he displays this sword, he is afraid that he will be completely useless.

"good."

Seeing this scene, the old man couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

Manghuang and Hongxiu were extremely anxious.

Hong Xiu couldn't help but exclaimed, and flew directly towards Wang Fan.

Her heart was up and down, and she was very worried about Wang Fan.

Because the previous storm was simply too terrifying.

However, before Hong Xiu rushed to Wang Fan, the old man seemed to feel something.

With a big roll, he rolled up the three of them directly, and then quickly disappeared in place.

Not long after the four talents of Wang Fan disappeared, Yin Baiyi appeared here.

However, what she saw was a storm in the sky, but she didn't notice the breath of Manghuang and others at all.

This is not because the old man has a higher cultivation level than her, but because she was injured too badly.

Coupled with the previous storm caused by Wang Fan's sword, and the means arranged by the old man in advance, she did not feel the aura of Manghuang and others.

"Falled?"

Yin Baiyi stared blankly at the terrifying battle scene, her delicate body couldn't help shaking, but her mind went blank.

Did the little guy who took her out of the foreign land and stayed with her for so long actually fell like this?

Yin Baiyi felt like he was going crazy.

"No, it's impossible, how could he fall?"

Yin Baiyi's eyes couldn't help turning blood red, and he started looking around like crazy, and his mental power was released desperately.

Unfortunately, it was nothing.

Wang Fan really disappeared without a trace.

Even the breath of the mixed pattern Dao Marks, she can't feel it.

You must know that she has used the mixed pattern dao marks to hide her breath for many years, and she is still very sensitive to the aura of the mixed pattern dao marks.

Under normal circumstances, within a few hundred miles, she should be able to feel the breath of the mixed pattern Dao Mark.

But now, she can't feel anything.

Where does Yin Baiyi know that Chaos Daohen has also given birth to Lingzhi, and his wisdom is not low.

If the mixed pattern Dao Mark is willing, Yin Baiyi will not want to continue to sense its existence.

Of course, if there is only Yin Baiyi, the mixed pattern Dao Mark will not be actively hidden, so that Yin Baiyi cannot sense it.

It's just that now, behind Yin Baiyi, there is still a ghost.

The mixed pattern Dao Mark naturally did not want Yin Huan to see Wang Fan.

"Ah, ah, how could this happen!!! Huangtian Divine Institute, Wang family, you must destroy it! Don't worry, your unfulfilled wish, I Yin Baiyi, will complete it for you!"

Yin Baiyi couldn't sense the breath of Wang Fan and the dao marks of the mixed lines, and was completely mad.

After Yin Huan appeared, looking at Yin Baiyi, who was obsessed with a thought, he didn't dare to come forward to disturb him for a while.

This was the first time she had seen Yin Baiyi so mad that she was fascinated by it.

Could it be that Wang Fan is really that important to Yin Baiyi?