Get out! When Wang Fan saw the guards who were stunned in place and didn't know what to do, he shouted again. Δ』.
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In an instant, rolling sound waves surged out, and the violent momentum exploded, charging towards the j guards crazily.
Under Wang Fan's powerful momentum, the guards felt as if there was a big mountain pressing on their heads, their breathing became heavy and their complexions turned pale.
They couldn't help kicking and started to retreat, taking more than ten steps in a row before they could stabilize their bodies.
The surrounding monks who noticed this scene were even more horrified.
Wang Fan is really terrifying. With just one word of power, he can be so terrifying. He is truly worthy of being a legendary ruthless man.
Wang Fan shouted back the several guards, and then leaped into the city again.
The guards in the city had ugly expressions when they saw Wang Fan flying in directly, but in the end, none of them dared to stop him in the slightest.
Like the shadow of a famous tree, Wang Fan's reputation has already spread during this period of time, and he can be said to have a fierce reputation.
Not even Meng Chong and other fierce generals, as well as countless others, can stop me. Anyone who stops me will die! Since I have spoken out, I must follow my words, so go and die.
Wang Fan's cold voice came out, his figure suddenly flashed, and he charged towards the cavalry again.
Like a ghost, he shuttled among the iron cavalry, and the shadow knife in his hand began to wave non-stop.
The swords were fired one after another, creating an overwhelming momentum. Almost every time the shadow sword fell, it would take away the life of one or several cavalrymen.
By the time Wang Fan shuttled to the other end, at least half of the nearly a thousand cavalry had died under Wang Fan's sword.
The red blood dyed the ground red, and the scene was in a mess.
The monks around looked at this scene and fell into a dead silence.