"You are not my opponent. You will definitely lose this match against me. If you don't want to die, I advise you to admit defeat and step down. Being able to win eighty-eight games is enough for you.
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"Otherwise, if I take action, I only need to dodge the first move, and death will be waiting for you. Believe me, if my sword comes out, you will not survive."
After the sword cultivator stepped onto the fighting stage, he did not take action immediately. Instead, he held the sword in one hand and put the other behind his back. He looked at Wang Fan and said calmly.
His voice was extremely confident, as if he was stating the facts, making everyone feel convinced.
Coupled with the fierce sword power on his body, it was difficult for people to doubt his words.
"I think what he said is right. It is true. If this Wang Fan can't kill him with one move, he will almost certainly die."
"That's right, I know this swordsman. He is extremely outstanding and extremely powerful. Facing him, let alone the peak Saint Emperor, even the ordinary Huang Realm God may not be an opponent." .??.
"I really don't know if Wang Fan dares to fight against this sword cultivator, or if he can continue to win."
The monks below naturally heard the sword cultivator's words, and for a moment they couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
Even the big shots showed great interest.
When Arnold heard this and looked at the confident expression of the swordsman, he couldn't help but clenched his fists and felt a sweat in his heart for Wang Fan.
She didn't know whether Wang Fan could defeat this sword cultivator, but she was still very worried about Wang Fan.
In fact, in her opinion, Wang Fan was already quite a monster and not easy to reach this point.
She has never seen such a monster monk.
Somewhere in the crowd, the sexy and enchanting Murong Xuan looked at Wang Fan with her beautiful eyes, and the corners of her sexy mouth curved slightly.
She also wanted to see if Wang Fan dared to continue fighting and if he could defeat this sword cultivator.
Because she knew this sword cultivator, she even recruited him, but was rejected.
The peak saint emperors who guard the Holy Emperor Tower can naturally choose to join forces, but once they do so, they will no longer have the qualifications to guard the Holy Emperor Tower and become a challenger, let alone
Enjoy the treatment you deserve.
Wang Fan looked at the sword cultivator, with a sarcastic look on his lips, and said disdainfully: "Oh, really? Are you so confident? In this case, I will give you a chance to draw the sword first to see if you have any
You can't kill me."
While saying this, he was also sneering.
He actually wanted to use this method to make him fearful and even admit defeat.
Simply ridiculous.
In Wang Fan's opinion, this guy is a fool, a complete fool.
He didn't even make the top 100 list, and he didn't even understand his strength, so he dared to make such arrogant remarks. It's really ridiculous.
"You don't admit defeat? You want me to draw the sword first?" When the swordsman heard Wang Fan's words, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. Apparently he didn't expect that Wang Fan not only refused to admit defeat, but actually let him take the lead.
Wang Fan said impatiently: "Nonsense, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to make me admit defeat? Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly. So that you, the frog in the well, can see how high the sky is."
Wang Fan's voice was extremely arrogant and he didn't take this sword cultivator seriously at all.
"You're looking for death."
When the swordsman heard this, he immediately became a little angry.
The joy he originally felt when he heard Wang Fan asked him to take the first move was wiped out, and was replaced by uncontrollable anger.
To be honest, except for those monsters on the top 100 list, he has never taken anyone else seriously.
And this Wang Fan in front of him actually dared to look down on him like this. How could this be accepted?
The monks watching the battle below were also in an uproar after hearing this. They just felt that Wang Fan was really too arrogant.
Does this bastard know what fear is? Does he know what fear is?
How dare he dare to provoke a powerful swordsman of the same realm like this?
Just as they were shocked, the sword cultivator moved.
His speed was extremely fast, and with just a whooshing sound, this man was already charging towards Wang Fan like a sword.
Almost at the moment when he was approaching Wang Fan, the sword in his hand was thrust out, and a sword light cut through the space, setting off a terrifying killing force of sword intent, and bombarded Wang Fan. ??
Wang Fan looked at the sword cultivator who was charging towards him, with a trace of disdain on his lips. He also did not retreat at all, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, he also followed suit.
There was a roar.
A loud noise was heard, and the next moment, the sword light that filled the sky was shattered into powder by Wang Fan's punch.
Then, Wang Fan's fist was already imprinted on the sword cultivator's chest.
Pfft.
The sword cultivator suffered a heavy blow, and in an instant he felt like five thunders were hitting his head.
His whole body was shot backwards like a cannonball, with panic on his face, and he hit the battle platform hard, his face turned earth-colored.
Wang Fan landed on the ground, looked at the sword cultivator, and said with a smile: "Do you still think you can kill me now? I really don't know where you get the confidence."
When the swordsman heard this, his heart felt like needles pricking his heart, and his face looked extremely ugly.
He originally planned to use psychological tactics, but who knew that in front of a pervert like Wang Fan, it would have no effect, and instead he suffered humiliation.
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, as a strong man trained strictly, this sword cultivator also has excellent mental quality.
He didn't say anything more, but stood up in embarrassment and limped away from the battlefield.
Game 88, win!
The audience was quiet at first, and then burst into cheers.
Wang Fan has already welcomed his eighty-ninth opponent.
The old man guarding the Holy Emperor Tower looked at this scene with a look of shock on his old face.
He took out the communication bead and quickly sent a message.
In his opinion, Wang Fan is almost qualified to challenge Zhou Wu, the monster on the top 100 list.
If this trend continues, it is basically a foregone conclusion that Wang Fan will win a hundred games.
Therefore, he notified Zhou Wu in advance.
At the same time, in a magnificent mansion, a thin young man was practicing.
At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and took out the communication bead.
When he saw the content on the communication bead, his expression couldn't help but change, and then, a touch of disdain emerged in his eyes.
"There is actually someone who has won eighty-eight games, and is very likely to win a hundred games in a row, and is qualified to challenge me? It's interesting. I really don't know which family this junior is from, and where this monster comes from."
"It's just that if you think that winning a hundred games means you can defeat the monsters on the top 100 list, then you are thinking too simply. The monsters on the top 100 list are not comparable to those trash who guard the Holy Emperor Tower."
"Don't say that I, Zhou Wu, am the 79th on the top 100 list. I am not considered weak. Even if I am the 100th at the bottom of the list, I am definitely not comparable to you."
Zhou Wu murmured, a fierce light emerging from his eyes.
He has always been a domineering person and can't tolerate any sand in his eyes.
Therefore, he has made a decision that as long as that person can hit him, he will kill him without mercy.