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Chapter 1232 Sour into Lemon Essence

"Xiaoxiao, can you take all these divine swords away?"

Fang Fan looked at Yun Xiaoxiao, with excitement on his face.

If this path can be passed through, then the benefits are simply not too much!
There are so many supreme quasi-holy-level divine swords and even holy-level divine swords. It's not too exciting to get all of them!Send a penny straight away!
"Brother Fan, according to my current ability, I can almost take away three such divine swords...or ten such swords..."

"No more...it won't work!"

Yun Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, first pointed to the holy sword, and then pointed to the quasi-holy sword.

The meaning of Yun Xiaoxiao's expression is already obvious, it is probably that she can only take away at most three holy-level long swords or ten supreme quasi-holy-level divine swords...

Although Fang Fan felt a little regretful, he also knew that it was already very good to receive such treatment.

After all, he can only take away at most one divine sword...

"Since this is the case...Xiaoxiao, shall we go further?"

Fang Fan patted Yun Xiaoxiao on the head, then smiled.

How can the level of the divine sword on the eighth floor of the Sword Tomb be comparable to that on the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb?

On the ninth floor of Jianzong, there are only nine divine swords that can be seen so far, but all of these nine are holy swords!

And the level is much higher than the eighth floor of Jianzhong!
From Fang Fan's point of view, he was naturally unwilling to let go of this excellent opportunity!
After all, such good opportunities are still too few and too few!
"Further up?"

"Okay! Xiaoxiao listens to Brother Fan!"

Yun Xiaoxiao pounced on Fang Fan's back, looking quite cute.

Fang Fan smiled slightly, and then let Xiaoxiao retreat the divine swords in front of him, and then continued to move towards the higher level of the sword mound!
Fang Fan didn't want to miss such an opportunity!

The opportunity is right in front of you, don't miss it!
……

"Boss Fang Fan moved! He avoided all the divine swords in front of him!"

"What is Fang Fan doing? My God? Is this going to charge towards the top of the Sword Tomb?"

"It's the ninth floor! Boss Fang Fan is crossing the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb!"

"It's terrifying! So strong! Too strong!"

"Hiss... Is this the courage of the strong? We can't match..."

"Invincible! Invincible!"

"Hey...we only have the chance to look up..."

"Boss Fang Fan doesn't even like the holy long sword on the eighth floor of the Sword Tomb... I have to say I'm sore! I'm really sore!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

……

The ninth floor of the Sword Tomb!The last king's trip!
The eyes of Jian Ming, the young master of Tianjian Palace, quickly became bloodshot. He glanced at the sky silently, and then lowered his head to look at the supreme quasi-holy long sword in his hand, which he had acquired through untold hardships...

"Useless sword!"

"Useless sword!"

Jianming let out a roar, his face gradually became distorted, and his hands were stained with blood...

The anxiety in my heart is like substance!
"No...Fang Fan is absolutely impossible to reach the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb..."

"He can't!"

"He absolutely can't!"

"Hoo hoo hoo... If he falls in the middle, it's equivalent to not getting a single divine sword, so I'm still the winner! I'm still the winner!"

"According to God's contract, that bastard is going to die?"

"Yes! That's it! The final result must be like this, I predicted it!"

Jian Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and shouted excitedly.

(End of this chapter)