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Chapter 1229 Excalibur blocks the way
Jianming roared one after another, but it's a pity that none of these divine swords on the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb are willing to tremble...

This shows that his kendo aptitude has not been favored by these divine swords at all...

Jian Ming's face turned red, and then he rushed over frantically, holding on to one of the supreme quasi-sage level divine swords, and there were streaks of madness leaking out of his eyes...

This kind of madness comes from the heart!
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Sword Tomb, the eighth floor.

"Seven-star emperor-level sword pressure..."

"It's okay..."

Fang Fan felt it for a while, nodded secretly and said.

"Master, I have reached my limit!"

"My lord, me too!"

"My lord, I can't do it either..."

Galen, Wei Jia, and Nie Yan stepped forward at the same time, with helpless expressions on their faces.

They came here by relying on the bonus of the god position all the way, and now they have reached the extreme, and they are starting to lose their strength!
In a way, it's not surprising...

"It seems that although the god position has a bonus effect on breaking into the sword mound, this effect is also limited..."

"Like what you see now, it's almost at the limit."

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, secretly thinking in his heart.

"Galen is the ninth-rank god, Weijia is the eighth-rank god, and Nie Yan is the seventh-rank god..."

"Although the levels are different, the level of the god position is not too high after all..."

"I am sitting on the seat of Rage God, and I didn't feel anything from the beginning to the end... and I can continue to charge towards the highest level of the Sword Tomb, which is the ninth floor..."

Fang Fan nodded secretly, with a look of relief on his face.

At this moment, it is the performance of fighting to the extreme!

"As for Xiaoxiao... her God-killing spirit body is much stronger than I imagined!"

"It has been proved by practice that even a seventh-class god can't match..."

Fang Fan pondered secretly, thinking secretly in his heart.

"Although there are holy swords on the eighth floor, there are only a few of them... and the level does not seem to be very high..."

"But on the ninth floor, all are holy ranks, with different levels..."

"This is a goal that can be fully charged!"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb...

"Xiaoxiao, climb over the peak with me!"

Fang Fan smiled slightly and looked at Yun Xiaoxiao.

"Brother Fan... Xiaoxiao doesn't want to walk anymore! You should carry Xiaoxiao on your back!"

Yun Xiaoxiao leaned directly into Fang Fan's arms, and said in a coquettish tone.

Fang Fan felt helpless, this girl's energy was much better than his!I just want to find someone to carry it on my back...

Before Fang Fan could speak, Yun Xiaoxiao leaned on Fang Fan's back, and hugged Fang Fan's neck tightly, with a sweet smile on her face.

For this, Fang Fan can only spoil him to the end!
Fang Fan moved around a little, and the eighth floor of the Sword Tomb suddenly shook...

Whoosh...

The divine sword on the eighth floor of the Sword Tomb suddenly rushed to Fang Fan's side, blocking Fang Fan's way...

Dozens of divine swords block the way together, which looks extraordinarily weird...

"Excalibur blocks the way... Interesting..."

"It always feels like they're trying to make me take them..."

"Excalibur has a spirit, and it seems to be pleading?"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, and secretly thought that just as he was thinking, three divine swords suddenly thrust in horizontally, dodged the other divine swords, and then stood straight in front of Fang Fan...

These three divine swords are officially the three most precious holy swords on the eighth floor of the Sword Tomb!
(End of this chapter)