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

Chapter 1231 I am not a narcissist
"Why! Why! Why did God treat him so favorably!"

"I should be the Son of Destiny!"

"The holy sword is mine! It's all mine!"

"Ahhh!"

"puff……"

The young master of Tianjian Palace, Jian Ming, spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes gradually became bloodshot, and his whole body trembled...

Anger, helplessness, and even Hestia's despair...

These emotions accumulated crazily in his mind, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

Jian Ming weakly held the supreme quasi-holy long sword in his hand, and somehow felt a sense of sarcasm...

What is this supreme quasi-holy sword?Nothing!
As far as he is concerned, all of this should be completely ended!
According to the previous God's contract, if the long sword Fang Fan finally holds is higher in grade and quality than his long sword, he will have to kneel down and kill himself!
God's contract is above, the true god is staring at him!
Jian Ming's body trembled unnaturally, he was afraid, he was afraid of death, he wanted to escape the sanction of death!
He still wants to keep this life!

……

Sword Tomb, the eighth floor.

Seeing the divine swords blocking the way in front of him, Fang Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled arrogantly...

"It turns out that my charm is so great! Even these holy swords are worshiped by themselves!"

"Hey... too good, it's not my fault..."

Fang Fan smiled slightly, and the smiles on his face grew more and more.

"Sword come!"

Fang Fan waved his hand, but the three holy swords did not move at all...

The corner of Fang Fan's mouth twitched, isn't this a slap in the face?

"Sword come!"

Fang Fan waved again, but the divine sword in front of him still didn't move at all...

"Brother Fan, do you want them to come over?"

Yun Xiaoxiao put her arms around Fang Fan's arm and asked in surprise.

Fang Fan was a little embarrassed...

"Cough... Summoning casually, I didn't expect these swords to understand human words..."

Fang Fan curled his lips, forcing himself to comfort himself.

"Brother Fan told you, come here quickly!"

At this moment, Yun Xiaoxiao suddenly babbled, and something that surprised Fang Fan happened!Those holy swords actually rushed towards them trembling...

It's getting faster and faster...

Then tightly protect Yun Xiaoxiao in the middle...

With the three holy swords as the core and a number of supreme quasi-holy swords as the periphery, a very orderly protective formation is formed.

Fang Fan opened his mouth, this time he was really shocked...

This weird operation followed one after another, and he couldn't expect it!

"It turns out that these divine swords are for Xiaoxiao..."

"Did I just pretend to be passionate?"

Fang Fan only felt ten thousand mud horses galloping past in his mind...

Slap in the face!Simply not too fast!
"Xiaoxiao, can you communicate with them?"

Fang Fan looked at Yun Xiaoxiao and asked directly.

"Yeah! These swords are very cute and well-behaved!"

While talking, Yun Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to caress the holy sword in front of her, with a smile on her face.

sonorous...

As if feeling Yun Xiaoxiao's gentle movements, the touched holy sword actually jumped up and down excitedly, as if it had its own wisdom.

The holy sword has a spirit...

This holy sword has already begun to give birth to its own spiritual intelligence...

Fang Fan murmured to himself, his eyes flickering...

This feeling is so real!
Fang Fan looked at Xiaoxiao, and a bold idea could not help appearing in his mind...

(End of this chapter)