Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Lin Qijin looked at this scene, and he was almost angry to vomit blood.

He struggled with his thoughts, and struggled to withstand the blow of his companion, struggled to be injured, and finally got the yellow grass from Liao Dongheng, but now he made a wedding dress for others.

"Boy, the withered grass is my thing. Give it to me if you know me, otherwise don't blame me."

Lin and Jin stared at Wang Fan, his eyes full of blood. If his eyes could kill people, I am afraid that the bones and scum that Wang Fan had already been killed would be gone.

Lin Qijin's companion looked at this scene and forced his footsteps, and hid away, but he didn't leave.

It seems that he still wants to fish in muddy water to see if there is a chance.

"Withered grass is your thing? Why don't I know? What do I think you seem to have robbed from that guy?"

Wang Fan sneered. This guy is really shameless. He didn't even touch the hair of the withered grass. He even said that withered grass is his thing. This is ridiculous.

What's more, if it's said, the withered grass is really Wang Fan's thing, but was fooled by Zhong Lan halfway, and the chance fell into Liao Dongheng's hand.

Of course, these words are impossible for Wang Fan to say, but this guy wants him to hand over the yellow grass, so don't dream.

"It's daring! If it weren't for Lao Tzu, the dry yellow grass had already been burned by the king's bastard, and Lao Tzu worked hard to rescue the dry yellow grass from his hands. Too much?"

"Lao Tzu doesn't talk nonsense with you, if you know you, hand over the yellow grass, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite."

Lin and Jin stared at Wang Fan, threatening coldly.

If it weren't for the previous war, plus a punch, he was a little injured. I'm afraid I can't help it anymore. There will be so much nonsense.

"Haha, there is no possibility of handing over the things in the hands of the master. Also, don't take out your set and it is humiliating. You threaten Liao Dongheng and you want to threaten me, but it is not enough."

"I just don't know each other. What can you do? I'm going to see how you are welcome."

Wang Fan sneered and pulled out the shadow knife.

He intends to start.

This irrelevant and golden extinction of humanity killed the Liao family. If Wang Fan had the opportunity to kill him, he would certainly not be weak.

Of course, if there is no opportunity, Wang Fan will not pull on.

Now a large number of ancient martial arts rushed to Jiulong Mountain, even if he wanted to kill Lin and Jin, he had to fight quickly and quickly, and then quickly left here.

If Lin and Jin could not be killed in a short while, he would have to leave first.

As for Liao Dongheng, Wang Fan can't care about that much.

He had such a problem with the dry yellow grass, whether he could leave smoothly or not, there was no energy to manage Liao Dongheng.

What's more, if Wang Fan hadn't arrived in time, Gong Feixue might have fallen into the hands of Liao Dongheng and Xu Wuhu, so Wang Fan didn't have any affection for Liao Dongheng.

"Look for death!" Lin and Jin's complexion rose instantly, and the murderous opportunity froze, and suddenly Wang Fan rushed past.

His almost substantive murders pervaded the entire jungle, as if the temperature had dropped a lot at this moment.

The birds and beasts that had originally stopped on the surrounding branches fluttered in panic and flew towards the distance, as if they all felt uneasy.

Wang Fan sneered, leaping likewise, the shadow knife out of the sheath and swept towards Liao Dong.

Ever since Guangzheng Zhengda started using a shadow knife to fight the enemy, Wang Fan felt that this weapon was also good, and it was much more comfortable to fight than to use a fist.

The shadow knife cut through the sky, forming a curtain of swords, slashing towards Lin and Jin, violent.

However, Lin and Jin felt Wang Fan's offensive, but they were not surprised.

Although Wang Fan's momentum of this shadow knife is terrible, but in his eyes it is still not enough.

He thought Wang Fan's acquired peak strength was not known by any means.

But now he knows that Wang Fan's strength is only the peak of the day after tomorrow.

Is it a bit too presumptuous to have a day after day peak after all, dare to slam the rhetoric in front of you and take advantage of it?

Lin Qijin faced Wang Fan's crazy knife screen without even hiding, just a punch.

His punch directly lifted his strong energy, and tore the curtain of Wang Fan's knife directly with a violent attitude, and slammed into Wang Fan's chest.

Wang Fan flew upside down instantly, spitting blood at the same time, falling to the position of Lin and Jin who hid in the distance.

The guy saw Wang Fan falling towards himself, first stunned, then immediately surprised.

A flash of madness flashed in his eyes, and then he gritted his teeth fiercely, and greeted Wang Fan directly, apparently intending to seize the withered grass on Wang Fan's body.

Wang Fan felt this scene and sneered in his heart. He was like crazy, forcibly stopped his figure in the air, the shadow knife came out of the sheath again, and slashed into the other party's chest.

The guy didn't even think of Wang Fan, who had suffered a rush of Jin Yijin, and had the spare power to attack.

While he was flying, he was already empty, and with the overturn of the previous battle, his strength was lost, and the reaction was too late.

Wang Fan's shadow knife had already cut him in the chest and cut his entire body into two halves.

After Wang Fan hacked the guy, the whole person seemed to be relieved. He fell heavily on the ground, struggling a few times, but was unable to fall down, as if he could no longer climb up.

Lin Qijin looked at this scene and frowned, but soon relaxed his vigilance.

"Boy, I thought how much you could bear it. I didn't expect it to be thunder and heavy rain. It's your strength, dare to **** the yellow grass, and dare to **** food in front of Laozi? It's hard to control."

Lin Qijin sneered while walking towards Wang Fan, "Today I will give you a lesson in Lin Qijin, don't be so arrogant in my next life. Every day, the day after tomorrow, I dare to put a big word in front of me, it is just to find my own way."

Lin and Jin sneered, and had already come to Wang Fan, and raised his slap.

It was just at this time that he somehow had a bad hunch.

Not good, there is danger.

Almost just in his mind, he felt locked in by a strong murderous opportunity.

Under that horrible killing opportunity, he actually felt a sense of death.

Alas.

At the same time, Wang Fan, who prostrate on the ground, suddenly turned around, and his shadow knife swept across his throat instantly.

His expression stiffened instantly, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness and unbelief.

A day after day, how could such a terrible blow be issued.

"Cough, I think it's you who is looking for the way to death. If it is not to kill your companion, or if you want to kill you in the shortest time, you think you can bomb the old man, idiot.

Wang Fan said lightly, standing pale, his spirit and spirit seemed to be vacated in an instant, and seemed to be weak.

The previous killing knife really wasted a lot of Wang Fan's spirit, he is now slightly weak, and his strength is less than 70% of the peak.

laugh.

Lin Qijin's throat and blood sword sprayed and fell to the ground. Wang Fan's pale face became his last silhouette before he died.

"Damn, these ancient warriors are so difficult to deal with, it's better to leave here quickly."

Wang Fan looked at the dead Lin and Jin, mumbled in his mouth, and quickly walked to Liao Dongheng's side, took out the silver needle and pierced him.

"Liao Dongheng, your hatred of the Liao family has already been reported to you, and I have temporarily stopped your injury."

"Now a large number of ancient martial arts rushed to Jiulong Mountain, you can escape on your own, can you escape to see your luck."

"If you really escaped, I hope you can be a good person, and stop doing things that hurt the world."

"Originally you threatened Gong Feixue. I didn't want to save you. But when your Liao family was destroyed and I took back the yellow grass for me, I will make an exception to save you once."

Wang Fan said that Liao Dongheng's injury had been cured, and the needle closed and left quickly.

Liao Dongheng looked at the back of Wang Fan's departure with complicated eyes. Until Wang Fan disappeared, he climbed up and left quickly from the other direction.

He never thought that Wang Fan, who had hatred against him, would save him, nor did he think that Wang Fan had such a magical medical technique.

It can be said that if Wang Fan does not save him, he will definitely die.

But now, he can't think about it so much, and escape is the kingly way.

The two quickly left here. After they left about ten minutes or so, five or six ancient warriors rushed over.

"There is the smell of withered grass here. The breath seems to go in that direction." One of them glanced at the corpse on the ground, sniffed hard again, and then quickly pointed in the direction of Wang Fan's departure.

If Wang Fan knew this scene, he would definitely vomit blood.

Is this group of dogs all dog noses? His backpack is made of plastic and is almost completely sealed. How can it smell?

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