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

Chapter 1210
"Fang Fan! You are scared! You must be scared, right?"

"I knew it... I should have known it earlier, the gap between us is too big!"

"If you're afraid, say it out loud! I don't despise you, really!"

"After all, compared with the real sword cultivator, you have no advantage above the sword mound!"

"So you want to keep your composure with silence?"

"It's useless...really...meaningless at all!"

"Because you are destined to be the one to be arbitrated!"

"It's sad! It's really sad!"

"I understand how you feel, I can understand..."

"Trash...you need to be a little bit of a waste..."

Jian Ming, the young master of Tianjian Palace, really became arrogant.

Fang Fan ignored him, but he himself was very happy...

Fang Fan pouted, that's it?this one?Out of your mind?

Fang Fan really didn't bother to talk to this idiot at first, but this idiot was so eloquent, whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo share

"Since you are so powerful, how about gambling with your life?"

"We each enter the sword mound, and the higher the level of the sword we get, the winner will be!"

"The loser, how about kneeling in public and killing himself?"

Fang Fan smiled slightly, with a calm look in his eyes.

As he spoke, the indifference on his face became stronger.

The arrogance on the face of Jian Ming, the young master of Tianjian Palace, gradually disappeared, and a strange light shone in his eyes...

This seems to be a little bit different from what he had expected all along...

He originally wanted to humiliate Fang Fan, but he didn't expect to bet his life?
Failed, the kind that is really going to die?
This is too scary!

"However, it is impossible for this Young Palace Master to fail! I am the peerless arrogance of the Heavenly Sword Palace! I will definitely take all those divine swords into my hands!"

"Based on my ability, it is absolutely no problem to find a quasi-holy sword!"

"If it's a coincidence, it may not be impossible to obtain a supreme quasi-holy sword... As for the holy sword... the difficulty is indeed a bit difficult!"

"But what is Fang Fan? Can he compete with me? No...he can't!"

"Then can I take this opportunity to catch him all in one go?"

"In this case, this annoying guy is really dead!"

"The opportunity...is right in front of me! I must seize it, absolutely...don't miss it!"

"This time I will definitely be able to soar to the sky! I will definitely be able to!"

"I want to defeat Fang Fan in front of everyone! I want everyone to see how strong I am!"

"At that time, everything will be mine!"

Jian Ming thought to himself, as if he had already seen that exciting situation!

On the sword mound, Fang Fan was rubbed against the ground by him...

That kind of feeling is really wonderful!

Thinking of this, Jian Ming felt trembling all over his body!

"Okay! Just bet!"

"Whoever gets the high-quality Excalibur wins!"

"The loser kneels and commits suicide in public!"

"But you have to sign the God's contract in public!"

Jian Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and while speaking, his body trembled unnaturally, his eyes shone brightly, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly...

"Sign the contract of God?"

"you sure?"

Fang Fan couldn't help showing a strange look on his face...

If he remembers correctly, the so-called God's contract is meaningless to him...

Because when a contract is established, it will always be a unilateral agreement, and he is the mastermind behind the scenes...

(End of this chapter)