Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

The hook-nosed young man stretched out his finger and pointed at Fang Fan and the others, smiling happily.

"Cut it off!"

Fang Fan waved his hand and said indifferently.

It's all over now, it's pointless to say too much...

They are all looking for death...then...let's just send him to die!

swoosh swish...

Garen on the side moved directly...

The cultivation of the three-star emperor realm exploded to the extreme...

The speed became faster and faster, and the target went straight to the hook-nosed young man...

Seeing Galen attacking, the hooked-nosed youth looked indifferent.

"Kill him to death for me..."

click...

stab...

"what……"

"Ah ah ah..."

The roars of the Hestians seemed all the more real.

The hook-nosed youth Sen Luo Aotian was instantly stunned...

This guy... how dare this guy do something to him!

Is this... a lunatic?

The movement here is a bit loud, and groups of people who eat melons are gradually rushing towards the surrounding area...

"I'm going! That seems to be the young master of the Senluo clan, Senluo Aotian! I've seen him before..."

"Tsk... The Senluo clan is also a sixth-rank force. I heard that I want to be promoted to a fifth-rank force recently? The young master of this level of force had his arm cut off on the spot!"

"Who are those people on the opposite side... tsk tsk... that's crazy!"

"It seems to be someone from the Sun Galaxy... You didn't see the sun flag on the warship..."

"Sunday Galaxy? I'm going! Big brother! Don't make fun of me, okay? Can these two forces be confused? It's not the same level at all, okay..."

"Hey... This group of people is too impulsive. It seems that the two seventh-rank forces of the Luminous Galaxy can still be put on the table... But even if all the forces of the Lunar Galaxy are gathered together, they are not the opponents of the Senluo clan!"

"Death!"

...

The taunts of the surrounding people who eat melons make the whole atmosphere seem lively.

Sen Luo Xiaotian was holding his broken arm, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Just now... he almost died just now!

These damn bastards of the third-rate forces! He really dared to do something to him!

If he didn't dodge a little in the end, and the surrounding guards rescued him in time, that sword would have made him lie there neatly!

This lunatic!

As the young master of the top sixth-rank forces, Sen Luo Xiaotian would only show his humble attitude in front of those cultivators of higher-level forces under normal circumstances.

Perhaps it is because he has been in this kind of atmosphere all the year round, so every time he encounters some low-level power cultivators, he has to do his best to pretend!

He thought it would be cool! Very cool!

This is the sincerity of the profound meaning!

Those cultivators of low-level forces naturally dare not say anything because they are afraid of the forces behind him, so he can suppress them more recklessly and show his force!

At this time, there will always be many people looking at him in awe.

That's when it's the best!

But today, he paid for it! Paid an arm!

If the one who chopped off his arm was a cultivator of the fifth-grade power and the fourth-grade power, he would endure it, and even show some flattering smiles.

But this one is obviously not!

Not only is he not a rank 4 and rank 5 power, but he is also a cultivator of unknown power in the hottest chicken galaxy...

His highest status is nothing more than a power lord of a seventh-grade power!

And he is so roaring! The dignified top sixth-grade power young master!