Super King of Soldiers in the City

The competition for the different thunder tactics is definitely dangerous, and there are many strong people.

Wang Fan did not dare to go in without the slightest preparation.

In particular, she also brought Lu Cai'er, a tow oil bottle.

Wang Fan couldn't help but have a headache.

Without him, Lu Cai'er's cultivation was still a little too weak.

Taking her into Nalei Mountain, his pressure will definitely be even greater, and the chance of winning the Lightning Secret Art will also be greatly reduced.

It's just that he couldn't do anything about it. Speaking of which, Lu Cai'er could be considered to have saved him, and the two sides were considered to be people who had suffered together.

Therefore, Lu Cai'er insisted that he could only take it with him.

For seven days of non-stop refining, Wang Fan was well prepared.

On the eighth day, he walked out of the room.

Seeing Wang Fan coming out, Lu Caier immediately asked, "Are we going to Leishan now?"

Having said that, she paused and whispered: "Don't worry, I will definitely not support you. If you are in danger, you can leave me and run for your own life."

She was able to cultivate to this level, naturally she was not stupid, and she knew a lot of things.

With a magical power like Yilei Jue, there must be many people competing for it. Wang Fan took her, and she could basically do nothing except be a burden.

However, she still wanted to follow, to have a look.

She doesn't want to be here alone, and she doesn't dare to be here alone.

It's not that he is afraid of death, but that he is insecure and tortured.

Wang Fan smiled when he heard Lu Cai'er's words: "Don't worry, how could I leave you? Since I brought you in, I will definitely bring you out."

"What's more, I'm not sure, being able to get that special lightning trick, that kind of opportunity, is not so easy to win."

Lu Caier bit her red lips tightly, bowed her head slightly, and did not speak.

But in that heart, there was a touch of emotion.

Compared to Pang Xiong's bastards, this original enemy is much more sincere and reassuring.

"Okay, let's go too, let's join in the fun and see what kind of mystery that Leishan has."

Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense either. With a wave of his hand, he led Lu Cai'er out of the room and left the inn.

In this square city, the flow of people is surging, and there are many monks.

Exotic monks, Shenzhou monks, and even some shape-shifting demon cultivators all gathered together.

Very lively.

It's just that, compared to the calmness of the past few days, there has already been a fight.

The two talents had just walked out of the inn, and a loud bang was heard. The next second, a figure shot backwards and smashed straight towards Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's brows were slightly wrinkled, but he reacted quickly. Pulling Lu Cai'er to take advantage of the situation, the man's body was already smashed to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Wang Fan took a look and found that this was an exotic monk. As for his cultivation, he couldn't tell.

And the one who shot him was actually an exotic cultivator.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fan was a little dumbfounded.

This is, the foreign monks have begun to fight?

Why did you do it yourself?

Just as Wang Fan was thinking, the foreign cultivator who fell to the ground suddenly got up.

His eyes were fixed on Wang Fan, and he said savagely, "Bastard, how dare you hide?"

He roared and actually killed Wang Fan with a straight face.

The foreign cultivator who knocked him away also looked at this scene with contempt and did not stop him.

Seeing this scene, Lu Cai'er was completely angry.

She stared at the foreign cultivator and cursed: "Why are you so shameless, it's not us who sent you flying, can't we hide?"

The foreign cultivator didn't care, he had already killed Wang Fan, his aura was strong, and his murderous intention was revealed.

Compared with Lu Cai'er's anger, Wang Fan will appear much calmer.

Looking at the foreign cultivator rushing in, he didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, clenched his right hand, and punched out directly.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the cultivator flew out with a bang, and when the person was in the air, his cultivation was completely abolished.

He fell to the ground with a bang, and his already pale complexion became even paler, and there was even more horror in his eyes.

There was a commotion around the monks.

Who is this guy, so overbearing.

"let's go."

Wang Fan was too lazy to pay attention to this, and as soon as he pulled Lu Cai'er, he turned around and left.

"stop."

But at this moment, the foreign monk in front spoke indifferently.

He stared at Wang Fan coldly, and said, "Shenzhou cultivator? You are so arrogant in my exotic land and abolish my foreign cultivator, do you just want to leave?"

The man's eyes were cold and his tone was solemn.

While he was complaining about Wang Fan, he didn't think about it at all, he was the one who blew that person away before.

Wang Fan stopped and looked at the foreign cultivator: "Arrogant? You said it very well, I am so arrogant, what can you do?"

"That guy doesn't have long eyes, so he dared to provoke me. He didn't punch him with a single punch. I've already given you a lot of face."

"Why, is it possible that you still want to stand up for him?"

Wang Fan was very disdainful, and murderous intent was beating in his eyes.

He was also speechless.

I provoke whoever provokes who, how come this disgusting thing happened just after going out.

He is going to Leishan, going to Leishan to **** the Yi Lei Jue, how can there be time to waste here.

When the monk heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes became even colder: "Okay, very good, dare to do this in my exotic land—"

boom—

However, before his words fell, he had already seen that Wang Fan was killing him.

Wang Fan's body was slaughtering violently, his divine essence ran wild, and a divine sword appeared in his hand.

The divine sword was raised, and the sword fell.

In the sound of humming, a sword light hundreds of meters long appeared suddenly, and it slashed towards the foreign monk.

The shot is decisive and ruthless, without the slightest sloppiness.

With this sword, Wang Fan displayed the fifth form of the Divine Sword.

This sword is enough to kill any holy emperor peak.

Although he didn't know what the foreign cultivator in front of him was, it didn't matter, it would be clear after a test.

The foreign cultivator felt the sword light, and he shouted loudly. His figure was automatic without wind, his right hand formed a palm, and he shot it out with one palm.

With a bang, the sword light and the palm wind disappeared at the same time.

Ding Deng Deng.

The heavy voice sounded, and the foreign monk couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Wang Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the exotic monk.

After a test, he had already seen the strength of this guy.

The first layer of Huang Jingshen, and it is still the kind of appearance that has just broken through.

Such a cultivation base, dare to be so arrogant?

The foreign cultivator looked at Wang Fan with a horrified expression: "You are only on the first floor of the Holy Emperor, how could this be-"

"A lot of nonsense."

However, this time, his words are still not finished, Wang Fan has already rushed over again.

This time, instead of using the sword, he used both fists.

Bang bang bang!

After several encounters, the foreign cultivator instantly vomited blood from the beaten mouth and retreated again and again.

In his heart, it was even more terrifying.

"On the first floor of the Holy Emperor? It's ridiculous. You are on the first floor of Huangjing God, and you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. Who gave you the courage."

Wang Fan said lightly, and he punched out again, directly abolishing his cultivation.