Super King of Soldiers in the City

Whoosh whoosh—

Clusters of black liquid shot out and went straight to the rest of the group.

When those few people saw this scene, their expressions changed slightly, and they immediately started to retreat.

In their hearts, they cursed.

Uncle's, what is this thing, can't it be poison?

Although they have cultivated to the point where they are no longer afraid of ordinary poisons, they still need to see who created the poisons.

It seems that it is not too much for someone like Wang Fan to have poison that can affect the gods of the profound realm.

Wang Fan smiled coldly when he looked at the people who suddenly retreated, and one of them jumped up and punched one of them.

What he spilled just now was indeed poison, and it was given to him by Yao Ling'er back then.

However, the effect of that poison on the late stage of the Profound Realm God is basically not large, and it will not have much impact.

He never expected those poisons to bring down these people.

All he wants is to interrupt a few people's attacks and create opportunities for himself.

Wang Fan threw a punch, and with a rumbling sound, the punching wind blasted the air, and the void shook.

Seeing this scene, the cultivator's expression changed drastically in an instant, the divine energy in his body erupted, and he hurriedly raised his arms to resist.

With a bang, Wang Fan slammed his fist on his arm, and the violent divine essence exploded in an instant.

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and the cultivator only felt a pain in his abdomen, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

He didn't have time to make the next reaction at all, Wang Fan was already punching down again, banging his head directly.

"The rats of the blood-marked door, right? Just you rats, you still want to kill me? It's really unreasonable."

Wang Fan said disdainfully, and almost after beheading the man, he stretched out his hands and ripped it to both sides.

With a squeak, a crack was torn out of the space, and Wang Fan soon got into the crack and disappeared.

At the same time, a big seal came from not far away, setting off a rumbling sound, the void trembled, and its might shook the sky and the earth.

However, this big seal came a little late, and Wang Fan had already disappeared.

The big seal tore out a small space crack, and smashed it on the wall not far away. With a loud noise, the wall instantly collapsed and shattered, turning into powder.

"Ran?"

"Give me a blast towards the void, don't give him a chance to escape."

Mo Qianli looked at this scene, and his face was extremely ugly.

He never imagined that Wang Fan would be so intractable, sinister, despicable, cunning, and even using poison.

However, his response was also very fast, and the order was given in an instant.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him at all. Almost at the moment when the wall collapsed, the rest of the people had already started to sacrifice their weapons, shaking the void.

Only in this way can the space become unstable and Wang Fan be forced out.

However, what they didn't know was that Wang Fan never thought of leaving.

What a joke, these **** want to kill him, how can he leave?

Unless it is said that he has suffered a life-and-death crisis and is really unable to fight, then he will leave, otherwise, he will never leave.

Several people bombed the void at the same time, the void vibrated, and the thick cracks appeared like a spider web.

However, Wang Fan suddenly appeared beside the two monks who had been injured by him. He held a divine sword and slashed towards them.

With a swoosh, the sword light broke through the speed of sound and slashed towards the two of them.

The two never thought that under such circumstances, Wang Fan would choose to attack them.

In addition, they themselves have been hit hard, so it is too late to react.

With a puff, the Divine Sword was soon slashed on them firmly, two strands of blood flew up, and the two were directly chopped into two pieces, completely dead.

"kill!"

Mo Qianli's cultivation base is the highest, and his reaction is also the fastest.

He was the first to come back to his senses, and almost the moment he saw Wang Fan appear, his hands were already dancing towards Wang Fan.

Silk threads flew out of his hands, forming a death-like shape, shrouding Wang Fan directly.

Wang Fan looked at the silk threads, smiled coldly, and swept back with the Divine Sword.

ding ding ding.

However, what came out was the sound of a symphony of golden swords, and his divine sword did not chop those threads.

At the same time, the other six people have also been killed quickly.

The two rushed to the front, one holding a wide knife, and the knife was dazzling, and cut directly at Wang Fan.

The other person was holding a black ball, and I saw that he was holding the ball and threw it fiercely at Wang Fan.

The black ball ripped apart the air, made a rumbling sound, and smashed down at Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked at the two people who were killed, his mind was running fast, and he had already thought of a strategy in an instant.

His feet suddenly stepped on the void, accompanied by a loud bang, and his body suddenly shot to the side.

The attack of the two fell in the air, but Wang Fan had already killed them in an instant in a strange posture.

"You want to kill me too, do you really think I'm easy to kill?"

In his disdainful hand, the divine sword in his hand has been chopped out again.

With a puff, blood splashed on the two of them, and the upper body and lower body were separated in an instant, and then exploded and shattered.

Wang Fan was hit again and flew out diagonally.

However, by the moment he flew out, he had once again torn apart the void and disappeared.

This time, Wang Fan really left and had no plans to look back.

He wants to kill all these people completely and fight to the death in this small space, that is definitely not possible.

He had to distance himself and fight guerrilla warfare.

After all, the eight late stage gods of the profound realm were all sect killers who made a living by killing people. Such people are extremely difficult to deal with.

In addition, among those people on the other side, there was Mo Qianli, an eighth-level Profound Realm God who was able to kill the ninth-level Profound Realm God, so it was naturally more difficult for Wang Fan to hunt them down.

He was able to kill the other five in this short period of time, which is already quite good.

"Chase!"

Mo Qianli looked at the two who fell again, and his face was even more ugly.

Since he joined the Bloodline Sect, Mo Qianli has received at least a hundred missions, even the missions of the ninth level of the Profound Realm God and even the first level of the Earth Realm God.

But there has never been a time when it was so embarrassing and the loss was heavy.

You must know that Wang Fan's cultivation base is only the peak of the Holy Emperor, and the peak of the Holy Emperor has not even reached the realm of the gods.

They were surrounded by ten Xuanjing gods in the late stage, and they had already planned to ambush and besieged them with a purpose, but they were all killed by the other party and escaped calmly. This is simply a big joke.

Even if Wang Fan is a monster on the top 100 list, they shouldn't be so unbearable.

If this matter spreads out, not to mention that their reputations will stink, even the entire Bloodline Sect will become a laughing stock.