Chapter 3019

"Kill

"Kill him!"

On the platform, with a roar, dozens of figures crazy to kill Wang Fan, but Wang Fan did not even open his eyes.

His body is like a ghost, constantly flashing back and forth, his fists are also illusory, and his shadow is constantly shot fast.

Then, in a bang bang sound, those opponents flew out one by one, and were directly transmitted out of the battlefield.

There is no power to fight back.

Looking at this strange scene, the four layers of the imperial territory guarded by them all felt numb.

They are guardians, but they are also human beings. How can they not feel numb when they meet such opponents?

They have seen a lot of opponents, but they have never seen Wang Fan such abnormal opponents. They have been fighting until now, and they can easily crush them.

They can clearly feel that Wang Fan's cultivation has only four levels of imperial realm, but it is the four levels of imperial realm that gives them a feeling that they can't compete.

Desperation ·

powerlessness ·

Wang Fan didn't know what those people thought. At this time, he had fallen into a mysterious artistic conception of body boxing, and only felt extremely relaxed and comfortable.

He felt that every move and every blow he made seemed to contain a certain flavor of Taoist rhyme, mysterious and wonderful.

Originally, he simply used eight step boxing to fight the enemy, but he fell into this kind of mood.

On the square.

"Look, Wang Fan has broken into the first two hundred!"

"My God, how long has it been? He has broken into the top 200!"

"Look at the number of defeated opponents behind him, it's still increasing rapidly, abnormal, it's absolutely abnormal!"

"What a dark horse. Now not only is he famous, but also is Ming haozong famous."

"Ah ah, tiannvzong and minghaozong are all lucky. How can they attract such evil people? Why don't we have such good luck?"

The whole square has been blown over, and almost everyone's eyes are focused on the name of Wang Fan.

It's not that they haven't seen geniuses or demons.

But it's the first time I've seen such a monster as Wang Fan.

Wang Fan has broken into the top 200, and the number of defeated opponents in the back has not stopped, but has increased faster. What's the concept?

Compared with those people's excitement, Gong Lu Zhan and others can't help but clench their fists and are extremely excited.

They did not expect that Wang fan should be so strong and abnormal.

It was a big surprise.

Compared with the excitement of Gong Lu and his party, the faces of those people in tiannvzong were not very good-looking.

The stronger Wang fan is, the more unhappy they are. Even now they are worried that Wang Fan will surpass Shi Jiao.

After all, Shi Jiao's place is only ninety-nine, while Wang Fan's is 153, and the momentum is still very strong.

If it goes on like this, Wang Fan seems likely to surpass Shi Jiao.

"Don't surpass me, never surpass me."

"I'm Shijiao, but she's an evil genius. What's Wang Fan and why can she compare with me?"

"Fail quickly, fail quickly!"

Shijiao also clenched her fist, even her red lips had been clenched, and she murmured maliciously in her heart.

Naturally, she didn't want Wang Fan to surpass her.

After all, if Wang Fan surpasses her, doesn't it mean that she is inferior to Wang Fan?

However, God seems to be joking with them. The more afraid they are, the more they will come.

See that array on the screen, Wang fan is like a rocket general, ranking is still soaring.

"137."

"116."

"The hundredth!"

At a certain moment, Wang Fan's ranking finally reached the hundredth, that is to say, as long as we move forward one more place, we will surpass Shi Jiao.

Boom!

At this moment, the whole scene completely exploded!

Countless people have cried out the name of Wang Fan.

Gong Lu and his party can't help but clench their fists and roar up to the sky.

As for tiannvzong and his party, they only felt their face burning and wanted to turn around and leave immediately.

It's a slap in the face, and it hurts.

"Ninety ninth!"

"Seventy sixth!"

"Forty third!"

However, Wang Fan's place is still rising steadily, and soon into the top 50.

Finally, when Wang Fan's place appeared in the ninth place, it stopped."Ming haozong, Wang Fan, Ninth!"

"Evil, this is really evil!"

Countless people tremble, and even many monks have begun to inquire about Ming haozong and want to make friends with Wang Fan.

After all, ninth in the Empire debate. What's the concept?

Although this is only the first round ranking, it does not mean the final ranking, and it is likely that some monks did not do their best.

But it's already quite a bad day to get the ninth place.

In the wind and cloud ladder, Wang Fan finally opened his eyes on one of the platforms.

He finally came to himself from that mysterious mood.

"How many people have I defeated? I think there must be no problem in the top 1000

He could not help muttering to himself, and began to recall the body and fist techniques he had learned before.

"The body turns into shadow. The meaning of the fist is amazing. It's called shadow boxing." He also gave a name to his self-made boxing style.

Although the name is not very domineering, but he likes it very much.

"It's time to get out." After Wang Fan took his name, he murmured again, grabbed the number card, and then disappeared in the battlefield.

He doesn't know how many people he beat, but the top 1000 are no problem.

And Wang Fan also knew that the reason why he was able to defeat so many guards so quickly was that the shadow boxing was indispensable.

Although he can defeat so many people without understanding Huaying boxing, he is definitely not so fast and easy.

On the square.

Gong Lu and others' mood has changed from excitement to anxiety.

Because Wang Fan's position has been fixed in the ninth seat for a long time, even the number of defeated opponents has not changed, but his people have not come out yet.

What's the meaning of not coming out for such a long time? Is it an accident?

Gong luchan and others are very worried.

If Wang Fan has an accident, or falls on the Fengyun ladder, it's not a surprise, but a shock. They can't stand it.

Tiannvzong and his party have been staring at Ming haozong. Naturally, they know that Wang Fan didn't come out.

Gradually, their expressions changed from embarrassment to schadenfreude.

"Ha ha, Wang Fan, the ninth emperor of Ming Dynasty, is really a good ranking. It's a pity that he has already died in Fengyun ladder."

"Although the strength is good, it's a pity that the life is short. What a short-lived ghost."

"The man who loves to be in the limelight is going to die soon. Wang Fan likes to be in the limelight so much, but now he's dead?"

"Genius? Yes, it's a genius, but it's a dead genius. "

"Ha ha."

Tiannvzong and his party began to curse Wang Fan.

"Do you want me to die like that? I'm sorry to disappoint you. Even if you die, I won't die. "

However, the voice of those people just fell, a cold voice suddenly came, and then Wang Fan appeared here.