Chapter 3922: Heavenly blood, fall!

However, everything is too late.
Because just as he backed away, the void behind him had quietly cracked, and then a figure filled with monstrous killing intent flashed out.
"no no!!"
At this moment, the dead soul was frightened, but he wanted to avoid Wang Fan's attack, but it was too late.
laugh!
There was a sound, and he only saw a long sword pierced through his dantian and passed in front of him.
When he turned his head, he saw Wang Fan's indifferent face with a hint of sarcasm.
"You, you—" Tian Xue looked at this scene, only feeling endless chills.
He originally thought that he deliberately exposed his flaws and let Wang Fan be fooled.
At that time, he was even ridiculing that Wang Fan was an idiot and lacked combat experience.
But who knows, the ultimate idiot is him.
"I, I'm not reconciled!!" Tianxue raised his head and roared unwillingly, and then the burly body fell directly from the air and fell to the ground.
With a loud bang, the blood fell.
Even in the twenty-eighth city, this one possesses an absolute status and a fierce reputation, he has fallen!
After Wang Fan's figure fell, the vast void also fell silent again.
Everyone stared blankly at the fallen blood, and when they looked at Wang Fan's eyes, they were already full of awe and admiration.
No one here does not respect the strong.
As for Wang Fan, with absolute strength, he killed the blood of the sky, Wang Fan had already proved his strength.
"City Lord's Mansion? Humph!" Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the monks around him at all. Instead, he glanced at the City Lord's Mansion from a distance, gave a cold snort, and then entered his own cave.
He no longer intends to stay in this twenty-eighth city anymore, because of the battle with Yong Daoshui and Tianxue, he already knows that this twenty-eighth city has little effect on his own strength.
If he wants to become stronger, he must enter the twenty-ninth city.
As for the City Lord's Mansion, he didn't care about it at all, let alone care about it.
Not to mention that in this deserted ancient battlefield, he is not afraid of others at all.
As far as his cave mansion is concerned, countless prohibitions have also been set up.
If the people from the City Lord’s Mansion don’t come, it’s fine.
Anyway, he was offended, and Wang Fan didn't care so much anymore.
City Lord's Mansion.
The news of the death of the blood of the sky naturally spread to the ears of the city lord Zhuo Qingshan in the first time.
When Zhuo Qingshan heard the news, his face became gloomy in an instant.
Heavenly Blood, that is the enchanting powerhouse of his City Lord's Mansion, if it weren't for the favor that Heavenly Blood owed to the City Lord's Mansion, he would never do anything for the City Lord's Mansion.
But now, Tianxue died, but was killed by a new kid.
Zhuo Qingshan was extremely angry, but he did not dare to send people to kill Wang Fan.
Because he knew that it was basically impossible to kill Wang Fan.
What a joke, even the blood of the sky is dead, so does it make sense for other people, even if they go there?
If there was no Yong Daoshui matter, he might have sent dozens of powerful men over to siege Wang Fan. But now, he didn't dare at all.
Because he knew that in Wang Fan's cave, there were countless prohibitions. As many of his people are sent, as many as he will die.
In desperation, Zhuo Qingshan could only swallow this breath.
At the same time, in the twenty-ninth city, another enchanting news spread throughout the city in a short period of time, causing quite a stir.
Especially, when the monks learned that Wang Fan had killed more than 20 immortal emperors such as Yong Daoshui, and then killed the blood of heaven, it was even more sensational.
Such a cruel person, let alone the twenty-eighth city, even in the twenty-ninth city, it is the kind of absolutely enchanting.
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Wang Fan didn't know the sensation outside. After he returned to the Dongfu, he began to cultivate himself.
He intends to restore the state to the peak, and then go to the twenty-ninth city.
Three days passed quickly, and during these three days, Wang Fan's state finally adjusted to its peak.
On this day, he walked out of the cave and headed for the road leading to the twenty-ninth city.
As for the city lord's mansion, no one was sent over to kill him, Wang Fan was not surprised.
After all, is it not fragrant to live well? Why do you have to come to find death?
It was not far from the 28th City to the 29th City. It only took a few hours for Wang Fan to arrive outside the 29th City.
On the outskirts of the twenty-ninth city, there is a huge square, and on that square, there are countless monks.
Those monks were all evildoers who came from Twenty-Eight City. Some of them wanted to enter the city, while others were here to challenge.
Because here, countless enchanting monks gather every day, and most of them are on the enchanting list.
So if you want to find someone to challenge, and want to temper yourself, this is the most suitable place.
When Wang Fan's came to the square, fighting broke out in many prescription places in the square, which was very tragic.
Especially the closer to Twenty-Nine City, the more battles, and the stronger the monks fighting over there.
Of course, Wang Fan didn't pay attention to those at all. He didn't even pay attention to anyone, and walked directly along the square towards Twenty-Ninth City.
At first, no monk had noticed Wang Fan, but as Wang Fan moved closer and closer, he immediately attracted the attention of countless monks.
No one, because Wang Fan is too strange, so strange to all the cultivators present, they don't even know Wang Fan.
You know, the existence of those enchanting lists, or the existence of some strength, many cultivators here still know. But Wang Fan, no one has ever seen it.
Wang Fan didn't even pay attention to the puzzled expressions of the surrounding monks. He went all the way, and soon he was 500 meters away from the gate of the city.
Wang Fan did not stop, but continued to move forward, step by step towards the city gate.
However, when he was still 400 meters away from the city gate, a sound of breaking the wind suddenly sounded, and then a monk stopped in front of Wang Fan.
"Who are you? Are you also a figure on the evildoer list? What is the ranking?" The monk looked at Wang Fan with a solemn expression.
Even when he was speaking, he still squeezed the magic weapon in his hand, and even his breath locked Wang Fan, as if he was afraid that Wang Fan would do it.
Wang Fan stopped, looked at the monk faintly, and said, "You want to challenge me? Are you sure?"
"Uh-" The monk was stunned, but soon he reacted and said in a low voice, "If your Excellency is not high in the enchanting list, I hope to learn from fellow daoists and improve each other."
When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but smile. The smile was brilliant.
He thought for a while, the blood of the sky before, seemed to be the fifty-fifty existence of the enchanting list, he killed the blood of the sky, then his ranking would naturally be the fiftieth.
Therefore, Wang Fan said, "My ranking is really not high. If that's the case, let's learn from each other."