The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 1101 This is not a drill

It's time to drive ducks to the shelves, whoever coaxes is a dog!

"Get lost! Who wants to be buried with you! The life of this Young Palace Mistress is more valuable than yours!"

While Jian Ming was talking, he bared his teeth and claws and wanted to pounce on Fang Fan. In his opinion, Fang Fan only dared to hold him hostage or slap him in the face, but never dared to do anything serious.

As long as he struggles to escape, he can save his life!

In this case, this wave is perfect!
When he escapes, Fang Fan will naturally have no bargaining chips in his hands. At that time, he must cut this guy into pieces to vent his inner anger!
While thinking about it, Jian Ming couldn't help laughing out loud...

One of his hands pretended to attack Fang Fan, and then his body was ready to flee at any time.

Holding the sword, Fang Fan glanced at the frantic sword life, then without hesitation raised the long sword and slashed at his neck...

The speed and strength of this sword belong to the normal level. If this sword really cut Jian Ming's neck, then he will basically be in a state of being reimbursed...

It was difficult to hide the frightened look in Jian Ming's pupils, and then subconsciously raised his hands, trying to block a wave...

stab...

click...

The sound of the long sword piercing into the flesh came...

The sound of the long sword cutting through flesh and blood came...

After these voices came, everything will stop!
"Ah! Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

The Young Palace Master of Tianjian Palace was lying on the ground and rolling wildly, his hands had been cut off by Qi Gen just now...

There is an extremely deep scar on his forehead. If this guy hadn't used his hands to block just now, he might be a dead body now!

Everyone's eyes were filled with fear...

Fang Fan used his strong wrist to tell everyone his willpower!
……

"Sure enough... this is the big brother Fang Fan I know..."

"Huh! I really admire it! Too strong! I can't afford to mess with it! Maybe this is the world of the boss!"

"Who can withstand this? Throwing everything at every turn... This... This is too strong!"

"I can only use 666 to express the admiration in my heart!"

"I saw it for real just now. Boss Fang Fan really wanted to cut off the head of the young master of the Heavenly Sword Palace..."

"Hey! If this guy hadn't cut off his tail to survive and blocked part of the power with his own hands, he should be a corpse by now."

"Dare to slaughter directly in front of the Eight Absolute Swords of the Heavenly Sword Starfield, I really admire it!"

"Otherwise, how can you be a boss?"

"This time, the young master of the Heavenly Sword Palace must have been cowardly!"

"Look quickly, Huang Jiandou Ke's face is completely dark."

"Hahaha! Why do I feel so happy when I see them upset..."

"I feel the same... But I can't say it! Don't be targeted at that time!"

"I understand, I understand! Keeping a low profile is king..."

……

"Boy! I don't know who your backer is, but you must die today!"

Huang Jian Dou Ke, one of the Eight Absolute Swords, clenched his fists tightly, a bright light flashed across the sword in his hand, and immediately attacked Fang Fan.

Fang Fan's sword was always on the neck of Jian Ming, the young master of Tianjian Palace, but Huang Jian Dou Ke didn't seem to care at all, and launched a desperate charge.

"It seems that your identity as the Young Palace Master is nothing to them..."

"No one cares about your life or death!"

"Since your chip is not easy to use, then kill it!"

Fang Fan glanced at the young master of the Heavenly Sword Palace who was under his sword, and said calmly.

(End of this chapter)