Chapter 1897

There is no doubt that the crazy attack of nearly a hundred monks in the ninth floor of Wei Jing is extremely shocking.

All kinds of powerful martial arts are wildly displayed from their hands. In the air, the harsh sonic boom is like the continuous thunder.

For a time, the whole world has been completely inundated by the countless waves, the fierce killing power and the crazy vertical and horizontal.

Looking at the scene like the end of the day, Tu yispear was completely stupid.

In any case, he did not expect that Wang Fan would be so arrogant and directly challenge these 100 monks.

He did not expect that these 100 monks would be so crazy.

Looking at the overwhelming killing attack, his whole body aura was surging wildly, and he said, "curfew, Grandpa fought with you!"

But, his words just export, suddenly, a very strong breath suddenly emerged from Wang Fan, and then he saw, Wang Fan holding shadow knife, waving to the overwhelming attack.

With this wave, in an instant, the fierce killing power surged up, and a knife wave nearly thousands of feet long had suddenly taken shape, sweeping away towards the dense offensive.

Although the sword wave was not as dense as the attack of a hundred monks, it was more dazzling, more brilliant and more violent.

Boom boom!

In a roaring sound, just for a moment, the innumerable offensives had been chopped and collapsed.

This knife, as if from ancient times, exudes unparalleled momentum and dignity.

Where it passes, there is no one to take and no offensive to stop.

The roar is still resounding. When the wave of nearly a thousand Zhang long sword vanishes, the dense attack of hundreds of monks has been cut apart.

At the moment when the attack was cut, the extremely strong Qi spread, and countless monks were affected. They vomited blood and fell to the ground seriously.

"It's just a local chicken and a local dog. No matter how many people you have, what's the matter? In front of me, it's still not worth mentioning. " Wang Fan disdained sneer, the heart is also quite shaking.

This was his first battle after he broke through to the third level of the Kingdom, but this battle made him more clearly aware of the terror power of the third level of the kingdom.

You know, in the past, he didn't use any martial arts at all. He just wielded it at will. But even so, the power was so terrible that it was beyond his expectation.

The uninjured friars could not help shivering when they looked at Wang Fan, who was like a demon.

Powerful, it's so powerful!

Under one knife, they even split more than half of them with their full strength. This strength ·

"the third level of the Kingdom, are you the third level of the kingdom?"

For a short time, some friars finally realized something and couldn't help shaking.

With his voice, the people around him were silent again.

They could not help but take out the air conditioner. The sound of taking out the air conditioner was as harsh as a windmill.

Wang Fan didn't speak and didn't answer. At this time, he had already wielded his second knife.

The second knife, in an instant, once again rolled the endless storm, the rest of the offensive, all followed the collapse.

Several people were affected and backfired. They couldn't help flying out, vomiting blood and falling to the ground, with a pale face.

Shi Kun, who was hiding behind the crowd, turned pale and trembled at the scene.

In his eyes, there was also horror and disbelief.

The third floor of Wangjing is really the third floor of Wangjing!

Although he had guessed for a long time, he still didn't believe that Wang Fan would break through to the third level of the kingdom.

After all, the time span is too short.

Even if Wang Fan had longyanguo, it would take at least a year or more to refine the aura of longyanguo.

But in fact, in just a few months, Wang Fan has already broken through.

"Son of a bitch, son of a bitch, it's you, it's you that's bad for me. You wait for me. I'll kill you sooner or later! "

Shi Kun's heart was not willing to roar. Without any hesitation, he turned and flashed to the distance.

At this moment, his whole heart was dripping blood.

Wutengwangguo, that is wutengwangguo!

As long as he can get the fruit of Wuteng, the family can ask the master to refine the king breaking pill for him after he goes back. Then he will break through to the kingdom within a short time.

But now, all this has been destroyed by Wang Fan.

Without Wuteng wangguo, he Shikun may not break through to the kingdom in his life.

Wang fan saw Shi Kun chose to escape, slightly hesitated, but finally did not start.

He saw in Yan Qingxue's face, once again let Shi Kun off.It's just that Shi Kun can go, but the others can't.

Wang Fan coldly looked at them and said indifferently, "since some things have been done, they need to pay a price."

"You go after my friend Tu yispear and want to take the Wuteng fruit and the best spirit stone from him, so even if I kill you, you are to blame."

Speaking of this, Wang Fan suddenly roared, "cloud splitting sword technique!"

Then, the shadow knife in his hand waved out crazily again.

The cloud splitting Sabre technique is only a Xuan level skill, and its power is not great. But this kind of skill is very suitable for group attack.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to use the cloud splitting sword technique.

When the monks saw Wang Fan wielding his sword again, their faces changed again!

In their eyes, there was remorse and fear!

Wang Fanjing's three levels are not what they can deal with at all!

"Fight!"

"Let's go together. Let's fight!"

"Run away!"

"Run away!"

Looking at that moment was split out of countless knife gas, dense crazy attack, for a moment, the scene completely chaotic.

Some friars clenched their teeth, waved their weapons, and chose to fight crazily.

Some monks choose to escape without hesitation!

Scene, completely out of control!

It's a pity that whether they choose to flee or fight hard, their ending is the same.

That dense knife gas, in an instant, has been split in the body of nearly a hundred monks, accompanied by the spray of blood mist all over the sky, all people died in an instant.

Even those friars who had been seriously injured before were no exception. They were still mercilessly bombarded by Dao Qi.

The red blood flowed from nearly a hundred monks, dyed the ground red and the world red.

The whole space is full of disgusting blood.

Wang Fan looked at the dead monks. With a wave of his right hand, a powerful suction suddenly emerged. In an instant, he put away all the space rings on them.

Although the strength of these monks is only nine floors, this is the Sanhuang hall after all. For so long, they must have collected some resources.

Of course, Wang Fan will not let go of these resources easily.

Tu yispear was staring at this scene, until this time, his mind was in chaos, unable to recover for a long time.

The corners of his mouth were choking, his eyelids were shaking, and his heart beat faster, as if in a dream.