Chapter 1793

Wang Fan had intended to save some face for the young man, so that he would not lose so badly. But after hearing this guy's arrogant words, he immediately changed his mind.

He was not angry, but pointed to the youth and asked, "do you know why I chose you as my opponent?"

The young man was stunned and asked subconsciously, "why?"

"Because you are the weakest." Wang Fan said lightly.

With Wang Fan's voice, there was a burst of laughter immediately below, and the young man's face became pale in an instant.

Wang Fan even said that he was the weakest in front of the public. He looked down on him and hit him in the face in public.

The young people's murders soared uncontrollably, and the breath burst in an instant.

"Boy, originally my grandfather wanted to save your life, but since you are in a hurry to die, don't blame my grandfather for my impoliteness. Remember my name, Li Han

The young man said, his figure flashed, and immediately rushed to Wang Fanji.

When he was near Wang Fan, he blew out his fist, tearing apart the strength of the air, rolling up the violent killing force, and the sonic boom in the air was even more loud.

"Just a mole ant, your name is not qualified for me to remember." Wang Fan disdained a smile, flash out, followed by a blow out.

In Wang Fan's eyes, he didn't see Li Han in the nine layers of xuanjing. If he wanted to, he would be able to kill him just by means of coercion.

But Wang Fan didn't want to be too conspicuous, so he didn't do that. Instead, he took out the strength of the ninth floor of xuanjing and made a blow.

The two fists collided in mid air, and there was a bang. The young man's arm was broken in an instant, and his mouth gushed out a big mouthful of blood, and he flew out.

But the king of spirit was surprised that he didn't die. On his body, he was wearing a light blue body armor.

"Gee, I didn't die, so give me another blow." Wang Fan's eyes were full of surprise, but he soon recovered and flashed forward with another blow.

By this time, the young man's face had completely changed, and he became extremely frightened.

He never thought that Wang Fan would be so powerful, even so powerful that he could not compete.

It can be said that if his ancestral armor had not let off most of the impact, he would have died.

He did not dare to have any hesitation any more, so he decided to shout out the word "admit defeat". But how could Wang Fan make him do it?

"Death A word to drink out, Wang fan speed up in an instant, suddenly, violent fist wave has wrapped the whole youth, completely blocked his voice.

Then, in a click, the young man was blown to pieces.

At this moment, the whole audience was shocked like death, and everyone looked at Wang Fan, with a look of horror in his eyes.

They have all seen Li Han's strength. At least he has killed no less than ten monks on the ninth floor of xuanjing. It can be said that it is invincible.

But Li Han, who is so tough, still can't stop Wang Fan's two fists, and even has no chance to admit defeat. What strength is this?

Strong position, this 1136 must be strong position!

That's what all monks think.

On the other nine platforms, Tu Yimao and two other men who had just killed their opponents also turned their heads and looked at Wang Fan.

However, in addition to Tu yispear, the other two people's eyes are the emergence of fear.

After Wang Fan killed Li Han, he looked the same. He looked down at the friars and waited for the others to challenge him.

Although most of the friars were convinced by Wang Fan's strength and were afraid of Wang Fan, it did not mean that all the friars were afraid of Wang Fan.

"1136, I'm going to fight you!" At a certain moment, accompanied by a voice, a black haired monk suddenly appeared in front of Wang Fan.

, after he appeared, he did not have any slightest drag. He grabbed a shovel like weapon directly and then went mad towards Wang Fan.

This person's strength is also in the nine levels of xuanjing, and his hand is extremely sharp and decisive. The shovel came out, and it started to whim, rolling up endless waves of air and facing Wang Fan.

Wang Fan did not speak, just a light look at this person, and then his right leg like an arrow, first pulled back, and then suddenly thrown forward.

Whoosh!

suddenly broke through the wind and set off the terrible waves, and then rolled towards the shovel.

Looking at this scene, everyone was shocked.

Is it self-confidence or arrogance that Wang Fan tries to use his right leg to resist his opponent's weapon?

The black haired Friar's face also became ugly. Wang Fan's action was to despise him.

But soon his ugly face froze.

clang, Wang Fan's right leg is thrown on the shovel, like a steel whip, and a series of sparks are coming out.Then the shovel was picked up like a falling meteor. Wang Fan's right leg was unbroken. It was as if he had been in the chest of a black hair friar.

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and the black haired friar spewed out several mouthfuls of blood and was kicked out of the battle platform.

Not dead, but seriously injured.

This time, Wang Fan showed a level of atmosphere, so although people were surprised that Wang Fan beat the black haired friar, it was not too shocking.

After all, it's normal for a strong one to defeat the nine level monk in xuanjing.

After perceiving that Wang Fan's breath was on the first floor of the throne, for a while, few people challenged Wang Fan.

After all, on the stage of the Tenth World War, there were two monks in xuanjing.

They want to challenge and challenge the two xuanjing monks. Only when the two xuanjing monks are defeated by the powerful ones, can they reconsider Wang Fan.

In the following more than an hour, Wang Fan only shot once. This time, his opponent was a middle-aged man in a position.

Wang Fan fought with this man for more than 20 moves, and finally pretended to seize the opportunity to defeat him at one stroke.

At the same time, among the monks who occupied the Tenth World War, there were no xuanjing monks any more. All of them were already xuanjing monks.

In the next seven days, Wang Fan defeated more than ten of the rank boundary monks and even one of the rank boundary two.

Although he pretended to be seriously injured and beat each other by chance, his reputation still spread. Although we don't know Wang Fan's name, we remember the number 1136.

It is worth mentioning that in the past seven days, all the people who occupied the Tenth World War stage with Wang Fan on the same day, except Wang Fan and Tu yispear, have been replaced by stronger monks.

For a moment, Wang Fan became the most prominent person on the ten battlefields.

There's no way. The weakest of the other nine people are all in the second level, even in the third level. But only Wang Fan, the strength of the performance of the ruling environment.

Today, it's the last day of no two cities selection. In another hour, the top ten places will be completely settled.

At this stage of the selection process, there are very few people coming on stage to challenge. Most of them come to see the excitement.

As time goes by, when there are only more than ten minutes left from the end of the selection, suddenly, with a harsh roar, a black fog comes in the distance.