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Chapter 1224 Forcibly pretending to be the most deadly

Fang Fan casually stretched out his hand... touched the wing of his nose...

"What are you doing……"

Jian Ming was so frightened that he quickly hid behind other practitioners, his body trembling uncontrollably...

Now he has a shadow on Fang Fan's hand...

Every now and then a slap came over, he couldn't bear it!

It must be said that you are not afraid, not at all, is it possible?Is it realistic?
This fear is so real!

"I just touched my nose, what are you afraid of?"

Fang Fan said with a speechless face.

"Who...who is scared!"

"My Young Palace Master is afraid of you? I am the Young Palace Master of Heavenly Sword Palace!"

"Hehe! Fang Fan, if I were you, I would just kneel down and beg for mercy..."

Snapped……

This time Fang Fan slapped him hard, and a vibration came, which seemed very real.

"You... didn't you touch your nose? Why did you hit me!"

Jian Ming was crying, it was so difficult!

"Just now I was touching my nose, now I'm hitting you, what's the matter? Is there any problem?"

Fang Fan shrugged with a casual expression.

What's the big deal, as for screaming like this?

"You... you choose the Excalibur! I will crush you!"

Jian Ming clenched his hands sideways into fists, his teeth chattering crazily, he had had enough of these days!Now he wants Fang Fan to quickly choose the Excalibur, so that he can find a better-looking one with a higher level to hang Fang Fan!
At that time, according to the agreement in the God's contract, Fang Fan must die...

Thinking of this, Jian Ming became energetic.

This is the feeling, this effect is what he wants!

"Choose the Excalibur? Who told you that I'm going to pick the Excalibur here?"

"A group of high-level quasi-holy swords, hehe..."

"You're not going to stop here, are you?"

"That's it? Do you dare to make a god's contract with me?"

Fang Fan smiled softly, the contempt in his eyes was obvious.

Being compared to ten by Fang Fan, Jian Ming's complexion instantly became flushed...

asshole!Damn!The damn guy!Actually... You are humiliating yourself!

How can you do this!

Isn't the sixth floor of the Sword Tomb enough for you?There is already five-star emperor-level sword pressure here!You are going to God!

Jian Ming took a few breaths, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch crazily...

In fact, his initial plan was to stay on the sixth floor of the Sword Tomb and choose the Excalibur, but now that Fang Fan has provoked him so much, it would be a great shame if he really stayed here!

He didn't want to bear such a shame!

Live a face... He can't do such a shameful thing!
"I...Of course I didn't intend to stay on the sixth floor!"

"How is my limit here?"

"My potential has not been tapped yet!"

"I think you don't have to force yourself!"

"If you can't hold it, you can't hold it. Just say it clearly. Why are you pretending here?"

"The sixth floor of the Sword Tomb... For me, it's easy!"

Jian Ming proudly held his head high, pretending to be forced to the end...

This anger must not be vented, otherwise it will really fall short.

Looking at Jian Ming's appearance, Fang Fan was inexplicably amused...

Forcibly pretending to be the most deadly!
"Oh, I see……"

"If that's the case, continue climbing to the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb!"

"Let's go!"

Fang Fan walked over by himself while talking.

The dozen or so people behind him also followed closely behind...pretending to move forward.

(End of this chapter)