Super King of Soldiers in the City

"Wang Fan, your attack methods are too simple. Apart from the Eight Swords of Divine Sword and relying on your powerful body, there seems to be no other means."

"Now is just an opportunity. I will pass you a set of swordsmanship. This swordsmanship happens to be a large-scale offensive swordsmanship. You have kendo disciples, and now you are just practicing with these monsters."

Wang Fan looked at the densely charged monsters, his eyes were cold, and he wanted to rush to fight.

However, at this moment, the voice of Yin Baiyi came from his mind.

As Yin Baiyi's voice fell, a ray of light instantly penetrated into Wang Fan's eyebrows, and Wang Fan immediately felt that there was a set of training methods for swordsmanship in his mind.

This sword art is called Slaughter Sword Art, and the name is simple and rude, it is to kill for the sake of killing.

The principle of kendo is to use its own killing potential to kill Yunjian to achieve the effect of beheading the enemy.

However, it is not so easy to integrate one's own killing power into kendo.

The sword comes out, and it contains killing power, but it is not all of oneself. Only when all the killing power of oneself is integrated, can this sword art be successfully cultivated.

Wang Fan felt the cultivation method of the Slaughter Sword Art in his mind, and he also knew that this was because Yin Baiyi really recognized him, so he taught such a sword art.

However, now he is almost too late to practice.

After simply passing through the cultivation method of the Slaughter Sword Art, Wang Fan had already brought out the divine sword and killed the monsters in front of him.

Wang Fan slashed out with a sword, and the killing momentum in his body followed the rush. A sword beam appeared and slashed on the monsters. The red blood sprayed, and several monsters died in an instant.

However, more monsters were blocked, they roared and roared, and they continued to kill Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's complexion changed slightly, and his figure flew straight into the air, killing the beasts that were slaughtered in the sky.

In his mind, he recalled his previous sword.

That sword, although it already contained some killing power, was obviously not enough, and it was too far behind.

Moreover, the killing potential in his body could not safely follow the meridian running route of the Slaughter Sword Art.

The killing potential runs along a specific meridian and integrates into the sword intent. This is a very dangerous thing. If you are not careful, you will kill yourself first.

Originally, in Wang Fan's view, it was just a trivial matter to control the killing force to run along the meridians with his own control.

But when I actually do it, I find that it is really difficult.

Because in a sense, the killing force is an invisible thing, it is a force.

It is extremely difficult to be able to feel one's own killing power and mobilize it. How can you control the killing power?

This is not a divine essence, and it is not so easy to sense and control.

"Sure enough, it is a higher-level martial art, and it is more difficult to cultivate. I don't know what kind of martial art it is. If it is cultivated, how powerful can it be."

Wang Fan muttered to himself, he was already flying into the sky, and he slashed out again with a sword.

This sword is obviously much more powerful than the previous sword.

Just listening to the sound of swish swish, a sword light surging out like a photoelectric, slashing towards the beasts.

Those beasts were also extremely angry, and while making fierce screams, they flapped their wings or claws at the sword lights.

Bang bang bang.

A series of explosions, and soon, countless sword lights were smashed, but at the same time, several monsters were killed again on the spot.

Their huge bodies fell down, as if a giant mountain fell, making a shocking roar.

Wang Fan did not stop the killing, and the current situation did not allow him to stop the killing.

While killing, he continued to improve, comprehending the killing sword art taught by Yin Baiyi.

Gradually, more and more monsters died under Wang Fan's sword.

The **** smell is disgusting.

Wang Fan still did not stop killing.

At this time, his body was also stained with blood, including monsters and his own.

In the face of the siege of the monsters, even him, it is impossible to be unscathed.

However, at this moment, the benefits brought by a powerful physical body are reflected.

Because even if he can't avoid it sometimes and is hit by a monster, he will only bleed and be slightly injured, and it will not be able to seriously injure him.

The monsters in front of them had the most power at the peak of the Yellow Realm God, because their master was only a Profound Realm God.

Although Yin Baiyi didn't show up, he was still paying attention to Wang Fan's battle and the situation around him.

Seeing that Wang Fan was soon completely plunged into killing and comprehension, he couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Wang Fan is still very good. He has been killing all the way from the bottom and rising all the way. Therefore, Wang Fan's own killing potential is already very strong, and he is suitable for practicing this killing sword technique.

Otherwise, if a person with a weak slaughter aura cultivates this slaughtering sword art, he will be seeking his own death.

It is precisely because of this that she will teach Wang Fan such swordsmanship.

With the continuous killing, Wang Fan did not know how many he had killed.

At a certain moment, when he cut out another sword, with a hum, an extremely terrifying killing force spread out.

The sword shadows all over the sky fell violently, as if a rain of swords had formed.

plop puff.

In an instant, dozens of monsters died under the sword rain.

Some of those who survived by chance also had a look of horror in their eyes.

They no longer dared to attack Wang Fan, but began to retreat quickly, roaring in their hearts.

Is this the Holy Emperor monk riding the horse? Is there such a powerful Saint Emperor monk?

They simply do not understand, how can a mere saint emperor cultivator have such a powerful body, and how can he have such a sky-defying swordsmanship.

When monsters cultivate to the realm of gods, they have already opened their minds, and they are definitely not inferior to human intelligence.

It's just that their cruel and violent nature can never be changed.

Originally, in their eyes, Wang Fan was an ant, something they could eat and kill at will.

But now, they don't dare to think so anymore. I am afraid that only their leader can clean up Wang Fan. Even, even if it is their leader, it is not necessarily Wang Fan's opponent.

Wang Fan opened his eyes, even though he was covered in blood, he was very satisfied with his performance.

That's a bunch of yellow realm gods, and it's still a monster. He can slash a large piece with one sword, so what's not to be satisfied with.

At this time, if he encounters that Zi Huiran again, he will definitely be able to easily ravage and kill with one sword.

It's a pity that the foreign land has gone away, and even Batian City has gone away. It is very unlikely that he wants to meet that Zi Huiran again.

"Go away, I'm just passing by, I don't intend to offend. If I dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being rude." Wang Fan looked at the monsters and didn't continue killing them, but said coldly.

When those monsters heard this, they almost vomited blood.

You have killed so many monsters, are you polite? If you're welcome, how many more will you kill?