No one expected that Wang Fan would do it as soon as he said it. This was really cruel.
Wang Fanke ignored the shocked and horrified people. At this time, he had returned to the original place and looked at the man with the severed hand with a smile. "You took out the communication bead, do you want to inform the people in the city?"
When the man heard Wang Fan's words, he did not answer. Instead, he stared at Wang Fan with a wolf-like light in his eyes.
Wang Fan didn't care about his attitude, but looked at the others, "Now can you tell me how many people are ambushing the city? If anyone tells me this, I might be able to spare his life."
The twenty or so people looked at each other, but no one answered.
At a certain moment, one of the middle-aged men who looked like a leader suddenly glared at Wang Fan and said fiercely, "Wang Fan, if you want to take action, just do it. We won't tell you anything."
"Even if you kill all of us, you will not be able to escape the fate of death. You are destined to not be able to leave the Huri Empire, and you are destined to die."
"Oh, really?" Wang Fan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard this, "It seems that a dragnet has been set up in the city. You are really very confident."
As he spoke, his figure flashed like a ghost again, and he rushed directly towards the middle-aged man who spoke.
When the middle-aged man saw Wang Fan rushing towards him like lightning, his expression changed drastically in an instant.
With a sudden force on his body, he flew up from his horse. He swung the big sword in his hand, set off a bright sword light, and struck towards Wang Fan crazily.
Wang Fan looked at this scene with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
He was in mid-air, and his body twisted slightly to avoid the man's big knife. Then he exerted force on his right leg, set off a violent hurricane, and swung it towards the man like a steel whip.
Wang Fan's legs were extremely fast, as fast as thunder, and he was already on top of the middle-aged man in an instant.
With a bang, all the violent power surged through the middle-aged man. With a click, his bones were broken and his tendons were broken, and his whole body was flying out with blood spurting from his mouth.
After falling to the ground, he had numerous broken ribs, his face was pale, and he was completely disabled.
Wang Fan's leg not only shattered his muscles and bones, but also tore his internal organs, and even his Dantian was damaged.
Even if he is immortal, he is destined to be a useless person in this life.
The soldiers looked at this scene with expressions of deathly silence.
Although they had heard about Wang Fan's strength for a long time, seeing it now, they still couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
You know, that middle-aged man is their little boss, possessing terrifying strength at the seventh level of the King Realm, and can even leapfrog and fight against the eighth level King Realm powerhouse.
But now, such a powerful and fierce man was defeated by Wang Fan with just one move. How could they not be shocked?
There was a brief silence, and everyone else came to their senses.
"Come together and kill him!"
"Instead of waiting for death here, it's better to fight to the death!"
"Brothers, kill him, he is our common enemy!"
They all roared crazily, grabbed identical broadswords in their hands, jumped off their horses at the same time, and charged towards Wang Fan crazily.
The broadswords in their hands set off a roaring wind, and shone with a dazzling cold light in the sunlight.
"Stubborn!" Wang Fan sneered, instead of retreating, he advanced towards those people without any fear.
He danced with both fists, creating a roaring wind. Every time he danced, he would set off a terrifying energy storm.
Boom boom boom boom!
In just a few breaths, five or six people were blown away with blood spurting out.
Some have broken ribs, some have holes
The heart was pierced, and some were directly blasted to the head.
The scene was bloody and horrific.
After Wang Fan killed six people, he suddenly twisted his body and a big knife flew past his left ear, almost penetrating his head.
However, despite this, Wang Fan seemed extremely calm and unfazed. He stretched out two fingers of his right hand, clamped them on the blade, and suddenly exerted force.
With a click, the sword made of King Kong had been pinched and broken by Wang Fan.
Wang Fan held a broken knife between his fingers and suddenly swung it back.
flutter!
In an instant, the broken knife sank directly into the throat of the owner of the sword.
When the broken knife sank into his throat, his eyes suddenly widened and he fell down unwillingly.
Wang Fan beheaded this man and without looking at him again, he pounced on the other dozen people like a tiger.
The dozen or so people looked at this scene with a chill.
Previously, they had only heard about Wang Fan's ferocity and terror, but had not experienced it personally. But today, they experienced it.
Seven battle-hardened veterans, seven iron-blooded soldiers of the Hu Ri Empire, were so incompetent in front of Wang Fan, they were as vulnerable as chickens and dogs.
Wang Fan ignored the shock of the thirteen people and suddenly pointed out his right foot, hitting the wrist of one of them. The man screamed and the sword in his hand was instantly released.
Wang Fan grabbed his sword, swung it with the force, and with a thud, a bloody head was cut off. The bright red blood sword flew up several meters high like a waterfall, which shocked everyone who saw it.
Wang Fan was not idle. He held a big knife and started killing among the other dozen people like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
Accompanied by screams and splashes of blood, the soldiers fell one after another.
This is simply a one-sided massacre. The strength is not there at all.
one level.
After a few breaths, Wang Fan put away his sword and stood up.
At this time, only five of those soldiers were left standing, and the rest all fell in a pool of blood. Even if they were not dead, they were not far from death.
The five people looked at the bloody scene and their fallen companions with fear in their eyes.
They were all a little shocked, their scalps were numb and their minds were trembling.
No matter how hard-blooded they are, they are still human beings!
If they could see hope of killing their opponents, they might still fight hard, but if they couldn't see hope, they would no longer have the courage to fight, like now.
Wang Fan casually wiped a handful of the blood stained on the sword, looked at the five people with a smile, and asked, "It's the same question as before, don't you still want to answer it?"
As he said that, before they could answer, Wang Fan pointed the tip of his knife at one of them, "Let's start with you. I will only give you ten breaths. If you don't speak, or if you can't satisfy me, I will kill you directly."
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After hearing this, the man's mouth couldn't help but twitch, but in the end he gritted his teeth.
Even though he no longer had the courage to fight, even though he was timid, it didn't mean that he would betray Meng Chong.
The ten breaths arrived in the blink of an eye. Almost as soon as the ten breaths arrived, the sword in Wang Fan's hand had already been slashed out.
flutter!
There was a sound, the knife rose, and the head fell.
The red blood sword rushed out of Lao Gao, and at the same time as the head fell to the ground, the man's body also fell.
The other four people watched this scene, their legs and feet began to tremble uncontrollably, and their scalps were simply numb for a while.
At this time, the shadow knife in Wang Fan's hand was already pointed at the second person, "It's your turn now, it still takes ten breaths."
The atmosphere at the scene became even more dull and depressing at this moment.
This chapter has been completed!