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

Chapter 1239
Floating down from the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb, everyone is watching!
It is not an exaggeration to say that Fang Fan is everyone's idol at this moment!Climb to the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb!Take away the Supreme Excalibur!The holy sword is not in the eyes...

There are countless quasi-sage-level divine swords to choose at will...

Such a character!Wash off the lead, invincible in the world!
Everyone's eyes focused on it, and there was more or less a sense of shock...

"Boss Fang Fan! It's Boss Fang Fan! Boss Fang Fan is down!"

"I'll go! It's amazing! The sword in Fang Fan's hand is also a holy sword!"

"Hehe, what do you think? I even went to the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb, and got a holy sword, isn't it strange?"

"Amazing Klass! That's how strong it is!"

"Big Brother Fang Fan is still Big Brother Fang Fan, if you don't admire him, you really can't do it!"

"Fuck! What's the situation with the little girl next to Fang Fan? Why is she holding three swords in her hand?"

"That little girl also seems to have come down from the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb...Could it be...Could it be three holy swords?"

"Ahhh... so jealous! So envious!"

"Then adding the divine sword in Fang Fan's hand, wouldn't it be four holy swords?"

"That's right, one person can monopolize four holy swords!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... Is this the posture of a strong man? Incomparably strong!"

"Everyone, take a quick look at the Heavenly Sword Palace..."

"Before Jianming, the young master of the Heavenly Sword Palace, there was a bet with Fang Fan, and the competition was to get the quality of the divine sword..."

"There must be no comparison now... They also signed the contract of God, and the loser will be completely cold..."

"Hey...it's a pity..."

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The scene once seemed very shocking!
Fang Fan fell from the sky, and his whole body was in a state of being in the air...

Waves of attention, waves of horror, waves of jealousy...

Jian Ming stood at the bottom of the sword mound, his body began to tremble unnaturally...

Damn it!Damn it!Damn it!

All these honors should be his!He should be the real protagonist!
Anyone who competes with him for the position of glory will be punished!Sanctions thoroughly!

But now, the contract of God has been signed... what he will face is death!Silent death!
"No! I don't want to do this!"

"Before I die, I will kill Fang Fan first!"

"I signed the contract with him... If I kill him, will this contract be annulled? Terminated?"

"Yes! It must be so, I can still live..."

Jian Ming thought in his heart, his body protruded directly, his eyes flickered, and the sound of breathing seemed very real...

"All practitioners in Tianjian Palace! Follow me to kill Fang Fan!"

"Before Fang Fan lands in the Sword Tomb, kill him!"

"Kill with me!"

Excitedly, Jianming rushed over with his sword, and the supreme quasi-holy long sword in his hand emitted dazzling white lights...

At this moment, Jian Ming is already deeply immersed in this atmosphere of killing, and he wants to use killing to completely end everything in front of him!
Even kill to stop killing!

This desire to kill has reached its peak!

It's just that following his order, none of the practitioners around chose to respond...

One by one, they all chose to be silent!The prolonged silence made the scene extremely strange...

There are tens of thousands of practitioners displayed around the Sword Tomb in Tianjian Palace, but at this moment, all of them chose to remain silent...

Obviously, Jianming was isolated!

These cultivators of Tianjian Palace are not stupid, and they don't want to die for this...

(End of this chapter)