Chapter 2837: One finger

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Wang Fanke did not have time to listen to the comments of Xiali and his colleagues. There was only a group of ants, and it was not worth his attention.
He is still immersed in self-cultivation, enhancing his perception of various elements.
"No. 188 Mad Sword, against No. 376 Wu Qian."
At a certain moment, with the voice of the old man again, Wang Fan's closed eyes finally opened.
At the same time, countless eyes gathered on him.
No way, he is too maverick, and too hateful.
Throughout all the monks here, he is the only one who has not gotten on the battle platform and has caused public outrage.
"Has this guy finally got his turn?"
"Damn, you can finally see his strength."
"So arrogant, hope not to let us down."
"Kuang Dao, it's really people's name, crazy enough, just don't know if his strength can match this domineering name."
Some people looked at Wang Fan, and once again couldn't help but started talking.
However, many people are very upset about Wang Fan and want to watch him ugly.
Wang Fan didn't even heed those people's comments, and didn't even look at them.
He looked calm, looked forward, and walked toward the battlefield step by step, looking calm and calm.
On the battle platform, the monk named Wu Qian had already jumped up.
It was only when he saw that Wang Fan was walking slowly and slowly, the anger in his heart suddenly broke out.
What does this guy mean, does this look down on him?
"Hurry up, don't waste your time, it will affect the next battle." Wu Qian was a bit fierce and could not help but stare at Wang Fan and shouted.
Wang Fan didn't pay attention to him at all, even didn't even look at him, still walking slowly.
His pace is so calm, his expression is so calm, as if he hasn't heard Wu Qian's words at all, only he is in this world.
"Son of a bitch."
Wu Qianqi's complexion was green, his whole body could not resist the runaway, and the aura was spouting wildly. If Wang Fan had not yet boarded the platform, he would have rushed over and brutally abused Wang Fan.
Not only Wu Qian, but also the people around him were speechless, feeling that Wang Fan was very beaten.
Fortunately, they are also somewhat accustomed to Wang Fan's arrogance, which can be suppressed, no more verbal abuse.
After all, if you insult it again, people seem to be unable to hear it.
In this way, under the eyes of all people, Wang Fan finally walked on the battle platform.
Almost at the moment Wang Fan walked over the battle platform, there was a clang, and a spear appeared in Wu Qian's hand.
The endless aura surged over the spear, making the spear spread out a forceful killing force, and the air was ripped apart by countless spear blades.
"Take out your knife, don't say that Wu Qian bullied you." Wu Qian held a spear and stared at Wang Fan coldly. The whole person looked extremely violent.
Wang Fan glanced at him lightly, but instead of taking out his long knife, he said, "Go ahead."
Although he didn't say it clearly, this meaning was already obvious. Wu Qian didn't deserve him the sword. He really didn't take Wu Qian into his eyes.
"Damn, crazy enough!"
"Is it possible to pretend to be so good, I can't stand it anymore."
"Are there any eggs, I really want to throw a basket of eggs up."
Wang Fan's madness, even the following people, can't bear it.
It's too much to beat.
Wu Qian shivered.
"Okay, okay!" He said two good words in a row, and then there was no more nonsense. With a spear in his hand, he assassinated Wang Fan.
The spear shuddered, tearing out countless spear blades, and those spear blades were mixed with a touch of golden elements, which seemed to be able to tear everything apart, incomparably violent.
Obviously, Wu Qian is also a talent, and he has been able to bless the element of gold in his weapon attack.
The golden spear of the sky rolled up the violent killing power, directly tearing the air, and going towards Wang Fan.
Wang Fan's expression was still calm, without the slightest waves.
He slowly raised his right hand and clicked forward.
In an instant, the endless horror of the sword rips out, and all of the sword awns seem to contain an extremely overbearing sword meaning, seeming to be able to split everything and destroy everything.
In the air, the rumbling noises kept coming out, and the knife and the spear collided in midair.
Then everyone was horrified to see that the spear edge blessed with the element of gold, under the agitation of the blade, began to frantically break, burst, and wither.
The endless swords and awns seemed to be able to tear everything apart, just for a moment, and then torn apart all the spears like a bamboo, and continued to attack Wu Qian.
At this moment, Wu Qian's face finally could not help but change.
Where did he not know that he was not Wang Fan's opponent at all.
Not only was he not Wang Fan's opponent, but he was still far away.
Looking at the surging sky, feeling the tyrannical and overbearing power, he didn't even have time to confess his defeat, and he could only brave his madly dancing spear to resist.
It's just that even if he is crazy, it won't help.
The energy storm he tore out was completely ruthlessly destroyed by the sky, and it was like a broken bamboo.
In the end, Daoman bombarded him fiercely, and with a sneer, he couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the whole person flew out and fell towards the battle platform.
In his body, he was ripped out of countless blades. Fortunately, Wang Fan did not have the heart to kill him, so there was no worry of his life.
With another bang, Wu Qian fell fiercely under the battle platform. The trembling sound seemed to be a hammer hitting everyone's heart, and everyone was trembling.
One finger, only one finger, defeated Wu Qian strongly, even the sword was not sacrificed, this ...
You know, Wu Qian condensed the element of gold on the attack.
Shock, everyone is shocked.
They all stared blankly at the domineering figure on the battle platform, unable to recover for a long time.
Wang Fan didn't even pay attention to the shock of those people, let alone look at the defeated Wu Qianyi, raised his footsteps, and walked down the battle platform.
His expression, as always calm, did not even have the joy of defeating his opponent.
It seems that defeating Wu Qian is not gratifying at all. It should have been so general.
It's a crazy knife, really crazy!
Everyone is speechless.
In another area, Xiali's group could not help but stunned.
They did not expect that Wang Fan could even crush his opponent in such a domineering and powerful way.
This visual impact is really shocking.
But soon, they came back to God, Ye Zhao said with a smile, "Yes, it's still two times, but Wu Qian is really too weak."
Obviously, even if Wang Fan showed strength, Ye Zhao did not recognize Wang Fan's strength very much, only that Wu Qian was too weak.
Xiali nodded, "Yeah, since he is so arrogant, he naturally has some strength. But if he meets a powerful person, I am afraid that he will not be able to get crazy."
Before, Wang Fan ignored his offer, he was naturally unhappy with Wang Fan, and he did not want to see Wang Fan powerful.
Several people around listened to this, some people echoed, and some thoughtful.
The battle continued, and it didn't take long for Xiang Jun, Ye Zhao, and Yue Qingchan to shoot out one after another.
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