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Chapter 2857 Eat your own fruit

Xing Ji listened to Wang Fan's words, his expression was gloomy and his face was ashen.

Wang Fan asked them before whether they should go up one by one or together, but he despised Wang Fan and asked, "Who is Wang Fan? Do you deserve it?"

But now, he was brought to the battlefield forcefully by Wang Fan and was crushed by force. How humiliating and ironic is this?

"you wanna die!"

At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from behind Wang Fan, followed by a bang.

The entire battle platform trembled crazily, and soon a black shadow had rolled up a violent killing force, frantically attacking Wang Fan.

Ao Jiang's face was also extremely ugly, and the killing intent in his body was extremely violent and could not be contained.

Wang Fan actually brought him and Xing Ji to the fighting stage in an almost humiliating manner in front of everyone, and even crushed Xing Ji forcefully, trampling Xing Ji on Lin like a dead dog.

This not only humiliates Xing Ji, but also humiliates him and all the monks in Baiyun City.

Under this situation, if he didn't do something when he was in charge of the river, if he didn't step on Wang Fan forcefully, where would their face be?

It can be said that the timing of Bo Jiang's attack was extremely good, and he had already reached the peak of his momentum. With this attack, he was 80% sure that it would seriously injure or even kill Wang Fan.

At this moment, there was only ferocity and murderous intent in his eyes.

The violent fist wind surged through the entire space like a wave, heading straight towards Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's expression didn't change much. Just when the violent fist wind was about to tear his body apart, he suddenly pulled out the broad knife behind him, spun around, and struck a knife behind him.

boom!

The sword exploded with light and was wildly wrapped in the fist wind.

Along with the harsh roaring sounds, the fist wind and the sword light shattered at the same time.

At this time, Wang Fan had turned around and faced Aojiang.

Without any nonsense, he took one step forward and then slashed out with his sword.

The wave of rogue swords swept across the ground, carrying endless violent sword intent, and slashed towards Aojiang crazily.

Upon seeing this, Ao Jiang shouted angrily, and also grabbed a halberd. He swung the halberd like the halberd of the God of War, sweeping towards the violent sword intent.

The loud rumbling sound was heard again, and the sword intention and halberd light began to collapse at the same time.

But everyone knew that Wang Fan still had the upper hand.

His sword intent was too violent, at least it was impossible to withstand the attack of Yao Jiang.

Ao Jiang's face was extremely ugly. He retreated and rose into the air, waving the halberd in his hand non-stop.

The void shook, the halberd was filled with light, and the killing intent was even more crazy.

That violent and terrifying attack was like an unrivaled wave, rushing towards Wang Fan, seeming to annihilate some and shatter everything.

Wang Fan felt this scene, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. He danced with the broad knife in his hand, and slashed across it with the same knife.

In an instant, the sword river rolled back, like a stormy wave, rolling and roaring towards the halberd. There were bursts of harsh roaring sounds, and both collapsed and were destroyed at the same time.

"Sneak attack? Am I looking for death?" Wang Fan also rose into the air. He looked at Ao Jiang in front of him with disdain, his voice full of contempt,

"I want to see who is looking for death, and how many times you can block my sword!" Following the voice, Wang Fan strode forward, and at the same time, he waved the broad knife forward again.

And with every step he takes, and every swing of the knife, the force of the knife becomes stronger, as if it were the force of Condensation Lin.

When he took three steps, Wang Fan was already less than a kilometer away from Aojiang River.

At this moment, the momentum on his body has reached an unimaginable level.

Under that terrifying sword force, Bo Jiang was bombarded and kept retreating, with a look of shock on his face.

His crazily condensed halberd light was unable to bear a single blow before that terrifying sword force, and all of it collapsed and was destroyed.

At this moment, he felt that Wang Fan was a powerful and domineering sword god, unattainable and insurmountable.

"Am I looking for death? Now I want to ask, who is looking for death?" Wang Fan's voice was like thunder, and the broad knife struck down again.

The violent sword force swept through the void and fell on his head. Ao Jiang could no longer resist. His whole body was thrown out and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

At this moment, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes were full of humiliation.

He had endured the river, but he was still so vulnerable?

He still remembered that before Wang Fan reached the eighth level, he had never taken Wang Fan seriously and thought that Wang Fan could be destroyed easily.

Even if Wang Fan defeated Mang Hu and climbed to the seventh floor, he would still be like this.

But now, Wang Fan stepped onto the eighth floor with force, and not long after, he had already crushed Xing Ji and him together. How ironic is this?

Wang Fan's tyranny and strength far exceeded his expectations and imagination.

"A weak ant like you is qualified to challenge me? Do you think you are invincible after reaching the eighth level?"

"As the saying goes, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. Do you feel it now?"

Wang Fan's voice was loud and majestic, and after another sentence, his broad sword fell down again.

The roaring sound was trembling, and Ao Jiang was directly thrown away, with endless blood mist splattered on his body.

Wang Fan didn't even wait for him to land before he already caught up with him and immediately stepped on his head.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts trembled. Wang Fan was going to humiliate Bo Jiang severely!

"presumptuous!"

"enough!"

"stop!"

In the pavilion, the three brothers Xia Yun, Xia Yunxuan and Xia Yunyi also turned ugly for a moment, and they started shouting angrily almost at the same time.

However, how could Wang Fan care about their voices? His right foot had trampled on Bo Jiang's head mercilessly.

There was another roaring sound, and Wang Fan stepped on Ao Jiang's head and fell down onto the platform so hard that the platform trembled.

Everyone looked at this scene blankly, and their hearts were also trembling.

What is strong and domineering? This is it!

Previously, when Ao Jiang provoked Wang Fan, the higher Wang Fan climbed, the harder he would fall. By then, Black Wind City would not be able to finish, and its face would be even more damaged.

But just a short time later, Wang Fan sent back his words intact, and directly stepped on him on the battlefield in a domineering and powerful humiliating way. What kind of irony and slap in the face was this?

In full view of everyone, Ao Jiang was humiliated in this way and fell off the altar. When others think of him in the future, they will probably think of this battle first.

As the saying goes, the higher you climb, the harder you fall, and Bo Jiang has already reaped the consequences.

"I want you to stop, don't you hear me?" Inside the pavilion, Xia Yunxuan had already stood up.

He clenched his fists and looked at Wang Fan coldly. The anger and murderous intent in his eyes were almost real and undisguised.

Wang Fan glanced at him disdainfully, "Who are you? Do I know you?"

Xia Yunxuan was suddenly speechless and couldn't help but clenched the tips of his fists.

Wang Fan said again, "I don't even know you, why should I listen to you? Who do you think you are?"

Everyone's hearts are trembling. Is Wang Fan planning to go all the way to the end and fight all the way up?

"Baiyun City Pride? Do you only have this little strength? You boasted so much just now, but now, what is the result? Haven't you been stepped on by me?"

Wang Fan didn't have the slightest intention to stop provoking him. He pointed at the three brothers Xia Yun and said arrogantly,

"Five of you, I've already stepped down on two of them, you can all go up together, don't waste time."

As the sound fell, the scene fell into dead silence!


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